Chapter 212: Murloc Transformation Experiment

  Seeing the fused look in Butler Ralph’s eyes, Matthew patiently expined:

  "As I mentioned before, our manpower is valuable, and there’s o i it in such a drain."

  "The purpose of developing the ruins is more about spreading Bay Territory’s reputation among other adventurers."

  "We sell all kinds of Bay Territory’s goods to adventurers, who are much wealthier than oners."

  "All the supplies they need—food, clothing, gear, and adveed expenses—will be ours."

  "Excavating the ruins is profitable, but we’ll make even more money."

  Butler Ralph quickly uood the lord’s unventional strategy this time, and thoughtfully murmured:

  "Just like Blood Moon City, which attracted rge numbers of adventurers with its vast ruins, allowing it to rapidly develop."

  "Even though Blood Moon City has been deing i years, pared to e cities that take hundreds or even thousands of years to develop, it has already sped up its growth immensely!"

  "Moreover, this will strengthen and improve our ability to produce various living supplies."

  "Even if we lose the adventurer market ter on, we’ll still be able to sell these goods to other cities."

  Matthew was very pleased that Butler Ralph could see this point and signaled for him to tih fidence.

  Whether successful or not, they would gain valuable experiend insight into development.

  As soon as Butler Ralph left, the vilge elder, Field, who had been waitiered the room.

  "Great master, I have missed you during these few days. Yreatness is mesmerizing, your beauty is praiseworthy..."

  Wearing dark greeher armor, Bobo, full of fttery, rushed over, sh pliments on Yaya, who was browsing a history book.

  Yaya, with her big eyes, happily g Bobo, nodded lightly, and curiously asked in her heart:

  "Papa, is this little murloc fttering me?"

  Often talking with Matthew, Yaya had been learning quickly and liked to apply her new knowledge.

  "Haha, that’s right. This little one is very smart, very good at pretending to borrow power from others..."

  "Hmm? Shouldn’t it be a fish borrowing the might of a dragon..."

  Matthew gave a g the empty fttery from Bobo, theured to the somewhat hesitant vilge elder, Field, to e forward.

  The relieved vilge elder showed a hint of relud shame on his face but still, without hesitatioed the situation:

  "Lord, the number of murlo both pces has reached 50,000, and Bobo still mahem."

  "However, these murlocs are incredibly stupid. They only uand Bobo’s simple ands."

  "As for other orders, even if you beat them to death, it seems they just ’t follow through."

  If it weren’t absolutely necessary, Elder Field really didn’t want to bother the lord.

  The lord’s time recious, his pressure immense, and he had many matters to deal with.

  But Elder Field was certain that if he couldn’t fulfill the lord’s task, he had to say so promptly.

  Otherwise, deying it further could lead to greater trouble and losses.

  pared to the territory’s overall is and the lord’s pns, personal pride meant nothing.

  Matthew could sense Elder Field’s thoughts a a sense of gratitude.

  It was with the help of such people that the territory could develop so quickly, so he softly reassured:

  "Haha, the vast majority of murlocs have incredibly low intelligence."

  "For them, their thinking is more instinctual thaional, even mid than some fortunate hyenas ical creatures."

  "Even if I were in charge of them, it probably wouldn’t go smoothly. This matter only be left to Yaya!"

  Hearing Matthew call her, Yaya put down her book and poked her round, cute head out:

  "Hmm? Those murlocs? Leave them to me!"

  Seeing Yaya’s cheerful face, Elder Field didn’t feel anything amiss. In fact, he was incredibly excited.

  Though the world’s cultural development wasn’t as advanced as Matthew’s previous life, the experiences people had were much richer.

  This ti.

  Had been ruled by dragons.

  Had been ruled by giants.

  Even during the long and distant dark ages, within those tens of thousands of years of vat time, it had been ruled by various creatures.

  Evely, it had experienced being ruled by elves and dwarves.

  As for Yaya, a true dragon, the people of Bay Territory took great pride in her identity aimacy.

  Many had even discussed.

  That the lord, being the most trusted Arist of the heril Empire, had at least a 200-year lifespan.

  If he became a revered Grand Arist, he could rule the territory forever.

  And as the other ruler of the territory, the true dragon and emblem of Bay Territory, Yaya, with her nearly thousand-year lifespan, could always care for the territory.

  This was a great blessing!

  As for Yaya wanting to get involved in ma, Elder Field fully supported it.

  Whether Yaya did well or poorly, it would still be something worth celebrating for everyone.

  Half an hour ter.

  In a s five kilometers from Murloc Castle.

  A small ke was teeming with tless murlocs.

  Tens of thousands of murlocs gathered here, their chaotioises blending into one.

  Some restless murlocs directly attacked nearby panions who displeased them.

  Shouting, fighting, and brawling blended into a chaotic mess.

  Elder Field blinked helplessly. He knew well that murlocs were naturally chaotic.

  If left unchecked, these fools would likely fight for a whole day, and thousands of them might die in the process.

  Each murloc had cost the territory 2 silver s, and Bobo had spent siderable effort subduing them.

  In Bay Territory, not a single murloc was expendable!

  Just as the murlocs' chaos reached its peak, a silver-white figure slowly desded, floating silently above the ke.

  The noisy murlocs were immediately stunned into silence.

  A rge number of them flipped onto their backs, floating on the ke’s surface.

  Yaya hadn’t iionally released her draic might, but even so, the pressure she exerted on the murlocs was terrifying.

  Most of the murlocs couldn’t withstand such power and fainted.

  Luckily, they wouldn’t drown, or they’d all be done for.

  Yaya never expected much from their bat abilities. Just as she had doh Gold-Fang and Silver-Fang, she called to the few murlocs that hadn’t fainted:

  "Swim to the shore and greet your new fate!"

  When Elder Field heard Yaya’s words, his mind filled with thoughts:

  "For so many refugees, does ing to Bay Territory mean they’ve ged their fate too?"

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