As the head of the Blacksmith Shop, Bulin's time is foreseeably insufficient, and it is impossible to delegate all tasks to him.

A professional research team can share many of the trivial tasks.

Weapons like the Elf Longbow, with already existing 3 Star level schematics, can be entrusted to others for development.

However, for now, it remains a mere framework, requiring a large influx of High Tier talent to make it operational.

Yet in this regard, he has seen hope in recent days.

The Ancient Goblin God, Azaro, has selected the first batch of apprentices.

The total number isn't large, only 30 people.

But these 30 people will be personally taught by him.

This is different.

It's like a Nobel Prize winner, who has won the nation's highest honors numerous times, and who has a very high international reputation, personally taking in students to impart all of their knowledge.

A good teacher produces excellent students.

As long as these students have some talent, they will inevitably excel.

He eagerly anticipates the scene when these apprentices graduate.

Personally researched the 3 Star Alchemy Poison: Black Spot Blood Worm Powder, Bain's granddaughter—Donia, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with considerable alchemical talent, was also chosen by the Ancient Goblin God.

Additionally, he rarely expressed optimism to Lear about her and prepared to intensively nurture her.

Lear was very gratified by this.

Unfortunately, talent is scarce, and only one or two were spotted by him.

If there were a few more, there would be less worry...

Time flew by swiftly, and as the territory operated at full speed, a week passed in the blink of an eye.

Midway through, there was another intelligence update, but this time, unprecedentedly, there were 5 pieces of 1 Star intelligence.

This made Lear grit his teeth, but the only good news was that a few more Rose bushes appeared in the flower garden.

Under high-intensity production, the Blacksmith Shop prepared 2 Star Armor—Obsidian Armor, specifically developed for trade, with a reserve of a full 3000 sets.

Its unique joint design allows any human between 1.6 meters and 2 meters tall to wear it.

Thus, the initial stockpile was complete, and Lear began preparing for the journey to Lorand City.

At the same time, he shifted the Blacksmith Shop's production focus to the Night Shadow Clan's armor production.

First, arm this Spider faction, and the subsequent production will be arranged after returning from Lorand City.

The only regret is that, despite the Night Shadow Clan continuously conducting rituals day and night, there was still no trace of the Spider God's residual soul.

With weapon preparations complete, Lear caught 20 Dragon Blood Red Fish from the fish pool to take along.

The fish farm has already scaled up, and it won't be long before it reaches large-scale production of Dragon Blood Red Fish.

These earthly delicacies are indeed treasures; in addition to their trait of permanently boosting strength, their unique, unparalleled taste might sell better than equipment in Lorand City...

This top-tier city with a millennium of history is home to most of the high nobility of the Northern Province.

Noble lords are not short of money.

After another two busy days, on the morning of October 29th,

Lear felt very invigorated.

A large crowd had gathered early in the small plaza in front of the City Hall.

Kalanis, the White Crow Commerce Association President Blando, and about a dozen of its staff stood on the left side.

Additionally, there were 30 Bubble Beasts, 6 Great Demons, a Level 16 Mechanical Flying Dragon, and his mount—a Level 15 Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King.

In the sky, dozens of bubbles filled with armor floated—3000 sets in total.

Inside the bubbles, there were also 20 Dragon Blood Red Fish swimming about freely.

This was Lear's entourage for the journey.

To expedite the trip, he didn't bring ground troops; the dozen or so people from the White Crow Commerce Association would also be carried through the air by the Bubble Beasts using bubbles.

Although the numbers were a bit few, with the Great Demons and Mechanical Flying Dragon present, safety was assured.

Moreover, wearing the 15-meter Cloak of Mist Shadow, crowned with the Radiant Crown, and wielding Authority, he was no longer the weak Mage Apprentice he once was.

With the army ready, Lear didn't hesitate, mounting the Level 15-promoted, flight-capable Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King.

With eager anticipation, he gazed into the distant sunrise.

"All troops, heed my command."

"Set off... for Lorand City!"

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