The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 160: This grandma didn't get mad, did she?
Bo Rui asked in disbelief: "How do you identify such vague things? It doesn't sound reliable."

"It's a national exam, it's held every year, and there aren't many people who get high scores. Illya is a rare talent with a perfect score."

Bo Rui didn't believe it at all. In fact, Feng Yu didn't believe it either. But there must be some truth to it. Who can tell?

He didn't have the Eye of Prophecy to find out who would be the most powerful elf in the long history of Grion, so he could only draw on known methods.

Bo Rui locked himself in the room, thinking hard in front of a test paper. Two hours later, he thought Feng Yu was deliberately making things difficult for him until Feng Yu pulled Illya over to explain the test to the crown prince.

Bori left in a hurry. It was unknown whether there was something urgent in the Dwarf Kingdom or his self-confidence was hit by Illya.

There are three slag roads planned in Xiangpu City. The first is a wasteland road leading from the industrial area to the new mining area. The second is a riverside road connecting various villages and markets along the river. The third is a street road between the major functional areas within the camp.

Bori came back soon after he left, not only because of Feng Yu's words, but also because the dwarves' reclamation of the wilderness required the support of the industrial zone.

The person who coordinated this project with him was Illya. When Bori looked at Illya again, he found that this elf girl was different. She was organized in her work and seemed casual when facing problems, but in fact she could always make the most appropriate arrangements.

"Is that pile of disgusting words really useful?" Bori was speechless.

Illya and Johnson gradually helped Feng Yu share more tasks, and the blame from the parliament was also passed on. Feng Yu had more and more time, and as a result, the research speed of the institute was greatly improved.

Thanks to Clarence's paper, and the fact that the institute was personally notified to be closed by the great sage Anthony, this institute, which is rumored to be able to harness the power of thunder, has attracted more and more people's interest.

But unfortunately, the magicians all have their own pride, so it is naturally impossible for them to be like Feng Yu expected. As soon as he closed the door, a large group of people would cry and shout outside, wanting to join in.

Of course, there is always curiosity. After all, elves, especially elven mages, generally have too much leisure time.

After the camp roads were paved, the temperature in the camp began to warm up, a new round of sowing began, and the migrating people began to return to the Longyue Forest.

Among this year's migrating group, more than two-thirds of the halflings stayed, in addition there were nearly two thousand elves. When the migrating group returned, the group was half the size.

Those who stayed behind were busy, because with the rumbling sound of the steam pumps, the leveled wasteland farmland was moistened by the rushing water, and a good harvest was beckoning to them.

Those who went back were nervous. The wilderness had changed beyond all recognition, but they still adhered to their own customs and were unwilling to change.

Feng Yu understood the mentality of these people. A broken home is worth a fortune, so it is understandable that they are reluctant to leave the home they have lived in for a hundred years in Longyue Forest.

However, he believed that when winter comes again in the Long Moon Forest, he might not need to arrange a special moving ship because they will bring their belongings with them to join the Cattail City family.

Old man Anthony was very surprised that Feng Yu had tricked the dwarf crown prince into coming to the camp, but as he was not very politically sensitive, he did not see through the deeper intention of Feng Yu's arrangement.

Or maybe the old man saw through it but didn't say it out loud, because from Anthony's support for Feng Yu's large-scale construction, the old man also understood that the Cattail City Camp might be a glimmer of hope to break the elves' current embarrassing situation.

Anyway, although Mr. Anthony attended every council meeting, he rarely spoke, and he went from being a symbol of the Cattail City Camp to a symbol of the Cattail City Council.

Feng Yu is now relaxed and fully committed to the research institute's scientific research and the construction of the industrial zone.

The super-large steam engine and the generator with better performance were available, the construction team in the camp was also idle, and the experimental thermal power plant planned near the flint mine also broke ground and officially began construction.

Along with the thermal power station, a power transmission line to the new mining area was also built.

Telephone poles, a luxurious building that is familiar to every person on Earth, appeared for the first time in the vast wasteland in the east of the Green Continent.

High-speed generators driven by multiple giant steam engines produced enough electricity to meet the electricity needs of a steel plant, and the crude and primitive magnetic core transformers made high-voltage power transmission a reality.

It's not that Feng Yu likes to make trouble. Xiangpu City needs the steel produced by that large iron mine, but that iron mine contains a lot of heavy metals. It is difficult to smelt this kind of iron ore by just burning coal, not to mention transporting flint. Even if the transportation problem is solved, it will be difficult to smelt this kind of iron ore.

But once this iron ore can be successfully smelted, the Cattail City camp will not only have a large amount of steel, but can also obtain a lot of special metals from it. Coupled with the special metal production of the Snow Peak Mountains, the camp's alloy technology will definitely be taken to a higher level.

New steel mills and rolling mills were built next to the iron mines in the wasteland.

Feng Yu had been riding the desert supercar 'Horned Deer' back and forth for a while, and the lining of his thighs was worn out, but he was still very happy, because now the biggest shortcoming restricting the development of the camp had to be made up.

While Feng Yu was busy, he received an unexpected but reasonable piece of news. For the first time, humans appeared on an airship of a goblin caravan that came to the camp to trade.

The humans, the overlords of the continent of Grien and the ones who forced the elves out of their homes, once again came into contact with the elves.

Feng Yu asked Marshall who came over to give him the news: "How is the camp now?"

"It's relatively calm. Speaker Bori is watching over there, but he said that this human doesn't look like an attendant of the goblin caravan."

It was almost evening when Feng Yu and Marshall returned to the Pupu City camp.

The afterglow of the setting sun turned the goblin airship into a fiery red, which, combined with the sparkling Lengshui River and the busy goblins, dwarves, elves and halflings, was like a magical ukiyo-e.

Bori stood beside a row of warriors, looking at the trading area at the bottom of the wasteland.

Anthony did not show up, but Feng Yu knew that the old man must be paying attention to this side.

Nitiya did come and stood on the slope not far away, looking coldly at the lounge in the trading area, wondering what she was thinking.

Feng Yu lowered his head and asked Marshall in a low voice: "This lady didn't get mad when she saw humans, did she?"

"I went straight to you, teacher, after receiving the news..."

Bori said, "It's okay. When the elves first moved to the Misty Moon Forest, some humans followed the goblin caravan to the Misty Moon Forest."

(End of this chapter)