His wife chuckled softly. "Yeah, he sounds exactly like you. It took us months just to convince you that our daughters would be fine talking to boys."
"Let’s not talk about that..." Draven grumbled, acting annoyed.
But watching Adrian fiercely glare at a ten year old boy brought back a lot of good, funny mories for the Marquis.
The music finally died down.
Aria did not even hesitate as she just dropped the kid’s hands right on the spot and totally abandoned him in the middle of the dance floor. Then she bolted straight for the dessert tables because she definitely wanted more cake.
So the poor boy just stood there looking completely lost. He basically wondered if he just got dumped at a birthday party.
But the dancing did not stop. Another young noble kid gathered his courage, walked up to Aria while she was eating, and asked her for a dance.
Aria did not reject anyone. She happily danced with every single kid who asked her.
He just watched the whole thing from the sidelines.
He kept his mouth totally shut but his brain was working on overdrive. Because he morised the face of every single kid who dared to touch his daughter’s hand.
The massive party finally wrapped up right around midnight.
Adrian was back inside the mansion now. He sat in a wooden chair next to Aria’s bed and let out a tired sigh. His throat was pretty sore since talking to all those nobles for hours took a toll on him.
He grabbed a cold glass of water from the beside table and drank it.
Then he just looked down at the mattress.
Aria had literally begged him for a bedti story, but she completely passed out just five minutes into the plot.
’Guess all that dancing around really drained her out.’ Adrian thought and quietly stood up. He placed the glass down and began walking towards the door.
’I am exhausted too...’ Adrian sighed internally. ’Haaa... all the ridiculous, endless talking I had to do with those random people. Noble parties are so draining.’
Adrian stood right in the middle of his empty dungeon farmland.
He pulled up the system screen and stared at it.
’System.’ Adrian commanded in his mind. ’I have a very specific plan. I want you to give the proper stats and numbers on how to pull this off based on my exact requirents.’
He started listing his rules one by one.
’First requirent. I need enough land to comfortably hold exactly three thousand cows. The space should be as limited as physically possible to save mana, but it cannot be too small. The cows need to stay comfortable and they absolutely cannot get irritable.’
He rubbed his finger on his chin.
’Second requirent. I need enough agricultural land to grow the super grass. It has to produce the right amount of feed for those three thousand cows.’
He took a slow breath and focused his thoughts.
’I allocated two hundred and fifty thousand mana to double the speed of this entire massive bio earlier.’ Adrian explained. ’Move all of that mana allocated to temporal overdive to this specific new plot of land. Push the ti speed multiplier up to the highest limit you can reach with that budget.’
’But only apply the ti boost to the land holding the three thousand cows and their grass. Do not boost anything else.’
Adrian knew dungeon chanics could be incredibly tricky. He did not want to burn his resources on useless features.
’Give the exact mana numbers.’ Adrian added. ’If there is a little bit of a deficit to hit a clean ti multiplier, tell . I will add the extra mana from my main storage so there is zero wastage from the original budget.’
[Affirmative.]
Adrian waited while the system did the math, but right before it finalized the results, Adrian realized he needed to clarify the actual breeding cycle. If the system did not understand his long term plan, it might give him the wrong results.
’Cancel that for a second.’ Adrian interrupted. ’Here is my actual plan.’
He paced around as he began explaining.
’I will be keeping fifteen hundred adult cows in this accelerated zone.’ Adrian explained. ’These adults will produce fifteen hundred babies every single cycle. The baby cows will grow up while the adult cows recover, get pregnant again, and let the new babies grow inside their bellies.’
He stopped pacing.
’By the ti the new babies co out, the previous batch of calves would have grown enough to live on their own.’ Adrian said. ’So I will move those fifteen hundred grown cows out to the twenty thousand acres of empty normal land. Then the cycle basically just continues.’
It was a perfect cycle, at least in his mind.
’The new babies will grow, the older adults will continue giving birth, and the loop just keeps moving.’ Adrian finished. ’Now give the numbers and all the information I need.’
[Affirmative.]
The system did not display the actual calculations. It just spit the values out a few seconds later.
[Land requirent calculated: 15 acres required for 3,000 cattle. 7 acres required for grass cultivation.]
[Total area: 22 acres.]
Adrian nodded.
Then the system displayed the temporal overdrive costs.
[Applying a 12x ti speed multiplier to 22 acres will consu 225,280 mana.]
Adrian looked at the number. It was lower than the two hundred and fifty thousand he originally spent. So he would not have to dig into his main reserves at all.
’Okay, okay.’ Adrian thought. ’Twelve tis speed is fucking great!’
He did not really feel the need to push for a thirteen tis multiplier. Twelve was a clean, easily manageable number for him since it put the cycles at 15 days each, which was perfect. Thirteen would ss that up and Adrian liked cleaner numbers.
’Use the excess twenty four thousand mana to make so skeleton soldiers.’ Adrian instructed. ’Make about a hundred of them.’
[Negative.]
The red error text popped up instantly.
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