"I won't hide it from you, in the future, even rarer things will appear."

"And the appearance of those things will touch some people's and even organizations' interests, causing them huge losses."

"You mean..."

Durant widened his eyes, momentarily speechless.

Durant trusted his Lord Baron, as he had already created many unbelievable things.

That's why Durant was even more shocked.

Someone more powerful than Marquis Cold Blade?

Duke? Royal Family?

Even those Churches in the Land of the Gods?

Durant dared not think further.

What exactly were those novel things mentioned by the Lord Baron?

Durant really wanted to ask, but in the end, he restrained himself.

"I understand, Lord Baron!"

Durant nodded heavily.

The excitement and a hint of arrogance in his heart were instantly crushed by an even heavier sense of responsibility.

"Then, shall I select fifty Frost Iron Guards?"

"A hundred, even more in the reserves."

Luo De smiled and instructed.

Durant nodded and immediately said, "I can start training, but this time, can the armor be distributed in batches?"

"I mean, I can select the suitable soldiers to join the Guards first, so we don't have to wait so long like this time..."

Luo De didn't respond, walked out of the corner and looked at the bard beside the shelf,

"Bard, Durant thinks your forging speed is too slow."

"Now tell him, a hundred sets of full plate armor, how long would it take?"

Luo De shouted with a smile.

"Lord Baron, Lord Durant, with enough materials, it will take a month for a hundred sets."

Bard straightened his chest, "If Lord Baron's new machine can provide another one, it will be faster."

"Did you hear that, Durant."

Luo De turned around, putting his arm around the dazed Durant's shoulder, and asked,

"A month, my most loyal knight, can you make a hundred new recruits wear these armors?"

...

...

Unless they have inherently extraordinary talent.

Otherwise, how can one get used to moving freely in fifty pounds of iron casing within a month?

Durant did not expect that there would be a day when armor forging speed would surpass new recruits' training.

No time to waste, Durant hurried back to select new Frost Iron Guards.

Fortunately, the blacksmiths needed to repair and adjust some unsuitable plate armors, giving Durant more time.

After sending Durant away, Luo De returned to Bain's side,

"What is this enchantment called, is it the 'Starfire Splash' enchantment effect?"

"Yes, my master."

Bain honestly replied, "It is the lowest level enchantment effect, my master."

"You don't need to say that last sentence."

Luo De listened to the Snow Rabbit People's translation and immediately added.

It's not even rare materials, a shield that the wizard threw into the warehouse as consumables, it's nice to have enchantments.

"Yes, my master."

Bain obediently responded to Luo De's joke.

"Alright, next, your job is to temper the remaining shields."

Luo De instructed Bain, "If your tribe members still want to awaken, they can come to find me."

The Snow Rabbit People finished translating Luo De's words, and the busy Yak People suddenly stopped.

They didn't dare to look directly at Luo De, but they already pricked up their ears, carefully capturing every sentence translated by the Snow Rabbit People.

"My master, anyone, can anyone?"

Bain carefully asked, "Do you have any requirements?"

"I have no requirements, but you should have requirements."

Luo De stared at Bain and said solemnly, "I can only grant one blessing a week, you'd better select the most qualified and determined tribe members, don't waste the opportunity."

Allowing the Yak People to awaken the spell ability of Flame Tempering requires consuming half of Luo De's body's blazing energy.

Even now Luo De is able to meditate, the recovery speed still requires nearly a week.

——Such consumption is already Luo De's limit, Luo De cannot allow himself to be "magic empty."

"Follow your instructions, my master, I will choose cautiously."

Bain answered Luo De with utmost respect.

Luo De nodded,

"Continue to complete your work, after processing those Turtle Shields, there are other things to do."

"Yes, my master."

Bain quickly responded, and then led the tribe members to carry the Turtle Shields.

Luo De could see, the Yak People had already crowded around Bain, whispering with faces full of expectation, as if they were pleading for something.

But Luo De didn't care, he returned to his forge to continue hammering Vivian's Embroidery Needle.

Luo De still needed to forge a few Sea Pattern Magic Steel arrowheads to try to see if they could be tempered with enchantments.

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...

The weather in the Month of Frozen Spring is like a woman's temper during her cycle, unpredictable.

One day it's sunny, the next day it might be a biting cold wind.

Luo De has to predict the weather every noon and then inform all the farmers cultivating the fields to pay attention to adding or removing clothing.

If one catches a cold during this period, it would delay the spring plowing work.

Without snow and wind, the snow in the fields has gradually melted away, revealing the dark brown earth.

Luo De has already organized many of the spring plowing tasks and made some time for himself to practice archery in the manor's open ground.

"Too many things, and my archery is a bit neglected..."

Luo De looked at the arrow slightly right of the target center and couldn't help but sigh.

Still the old problem.

Shooting far, but not accurately.

Always shooting outside, never hitting the bullseye in one go.

Luo De felt he couldn't neglect his skills and shot several more times.

"Lord Baron, we should go to the blacksmith shop."

Vivian reminded, "My embroidery needle can be sharpened."

"Let me shoot one more time."

Luo De had just regained some feeling, the arrow whizzed through the air, hitting the bullseye.

"Alright, let's go."

Luo De handed the bow and arrow to the guard.

As he took a step, Otto hurried over.

"Good day, my Lord, just as you instructed, the pea seeds are ready."

"Three thousand acres of land, prepared fifty thousand pounds of seeds."

Otto reported with his head lowered.

Peas are a common crop of this era.

They can be eaten and also used as animal feed.

Peas are cold-resistant, have a short cycle, very suitable for barren land.

But Luo De does not like peas.

The taste is not good, after eating, it's easy to get bloated.

Not as good as rye for preservation, the crop itself is easy to get sick.

Peas are considered the lowest level crop for solving hunger.

So last year, Luo De did not choose peas, focusing instead on rye.

But this year is different.

Luo De has the crop lord entry bonus, enhancing the crops' resistance to pests, peas will not be too picky.

And Luo De is more focused on the pea's ability to improve the soil.

It is well known that the nodules of legumes can fix nitrogen, effectively improving barren soil.

Those low-rated lands can just be used to plant these peas, to avoid wastage.

Even if Frost Leaf Town's food supply is sufficient in the future, peas can still be used to make feed, developing Luo De's farming.

"Were the fifty thousand pounds of seeds selected?"

Luo De questioned.

"I roughly selected them..." Otto replied with his head down.

"That's not enough, purchase another ten thousand pounds."

Luo De looked at Otto's slightly troubled face and proactively said, "Just say it's my order, tell Lawrence not to be too stingy on seeds."

"Moreover, the selected peas could occasionally improve the slaves' diet."

Peas can be boiled into porridge, stewed vegetables, mashed into pea puree, or ground into flour mixed with wheat flour to make pancakes.

However, the pea flour ground by stone mill is coarser, with a certain graininess, making the texture relatively rough.

If processed carelessly, with incomplete shelling or some broken bean skin mixed in, the texture becomes even rougher.

Occasionally eating it, a remembrance of bitter times.

"Alright, I will arrange it right away."

Otto hurriedly responded, "Only... the tall and short stalks you mentioned, we couldn't sort them out, only bought a small part..."

Luo De furrowed his brows slightly.

Pea stalks are relatively soft, the Northern Wasteland has strong winds throughout the year, tall stalk varieties tend to fall over in the later growth stages.

"Mark and plant the sorted ones separately, find some water-rich land, for the others let's leave it at that, talk about it next year."

They didn't intentionally reserve short-stalk pea seeds, Luo De had no choice.

"Yes, my Lord."

Otto responded, bowed and left.

Luo De did not linger, continuing to the blacksmith shop.

At this time, Gala hurried over.

"Ah, there are quite a few things today."

Luo De sighed,

"What's the matter."

Gala bowed and reported, "The watchtower reported a group of aliens have crossed over from the western forest."

"Hmm?"

Luo De slightly furrows his brow, "Crossed Razor Plain, directly through the forest?"

"Yes, Saint Master."

Gala's Empire language was somewhat awkward, quickly nodding.

Luo De deeply inhaled, instructing the guard beside him:

"Notify Durant."

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