I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 206 The Ancient Wizard's Road to Wealth

Chapter 206 The Ancient Wizard's Road to Wealth
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The torchlight flickered slightly, and the scarred lizardman felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the scene before him.

Inside the spacious cave, mounds of flesh and blood stretched densely into the darkness.

Each one was about half a person's height, with a damp, sticky surface and a rotten, sweet, fishy smell.

The dark red liquid flowed upstream in the burial mound and surged into the pit in the center of the mound.

Inside, the mixed-race person stood naked with their eyes closed.

The dark red liquid, like maggots, slowly wriggled and coiled around the bodies of these hybrids.

These mixed-race individuals have grayish-white skin but are unusually tall.

Even standing inside the grave mound, you can tell it's nearly two meters high.

Their shoulders have become broad, and their size has far exceeded that of ordinary lizardmen.

The scarred lizardman stared in astonishment at everything, so much so that he trembled with fear when the great shaman placed his hand on his shoulder.

"The Great Shaman".

The scarred lizardman quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the great shaman before him.

"You should be able to see that they have all become stronger."

The high shaman stared at the scarred lizardman. "Do you want this power?"

"Ah I?"

The scarred lizardman shook his head repeatedly, "I'd better not, Great Shaman, I... I can't withstand such power..."

The scarred lizardman glanced again at the pale, mixed-race creature in the middle of the grave mound, and shook his head even more resolutely.

Compared to power, he still wanted to be a normal lizardman.

The great shaman gave the scarred lizardman a meaningful look, which sent a chill down his spine.

The cave fell into a deathly silence; the scarred lizardman dared not utter a sound.

"Since you don't want it, then go back and rest."

After a long while, the Great Shaman spoke again, and the Scarred Lizardman breathed a sigh of relief.

The scarred lizardman quickly bowed to the high shaman, then, without looking back, endured the pain and limped swiftly out of the cave.

The high shaman turned to look at the scarred lizardman's retreating figure and murmured softly.
Those chosen by fate cannot escape.

……

Manshu exchanged his goods for 1,500 catties of dried meat, and paid for the lizardman's corpse with gold coins.

In addition to a pile of daily necessities and four thousand catties of rye, Rhodes also received three hundred and fifty gold coins.

Rod felt like he had suddenly become rich.

But Rod wasn't interested in money.

Rhodes wanted slaves and grain more, so he sent Lawrence to deliver a message to the small merchants in the border town, asking them to send more grain and slaves next time.

Supplies are more expensive in the border town, but there's nothing we can do about it.

In contrast, Luxem did not pay in gold coins, but only 12,000 catties of rye, 1,000 catties of wheat, and two extraordinary flaming gems the size of a thumbnail.

"It's hard to imagine that the corpse of a lizardman is worth thousands of acres of fertile land."

After seeing Manxiu off, Rod couldn't help but sigh as he carried the money bag in his hand.

Lu Sen, standing beside him, smiled and sighed slightly, "Luxury goods for the nobility are indeed expensive, mainly because they are scarce."

"But I'm still no match for a spellcaster. This time, I paid a higher price than Mr. Manshu."

Luxembourg's smile now held a hint of bitterness.

"That's for sure. The price of a single extraordinary gemstone is equivalent to the yield of tens of thousands of acres of land."

Rhodes fiddled with the extraordinary gem in his hand, then suddenly a thought struck him, and he asked...

"Lusen, do you know anything about ancient history?"

Luxem responded modestly, "I know a little. Do you have any questions?"

"The prices of goods are very different between nobles and commoners, and the prices of goods are very different between the superhumans and nobles."

Rhodes looked puzzled. "I'd really like to know, where do wizards get their wealth?"

“You see, ‘wealth goes from the bottom up.’ Only the laborers at the bottom can generate wealth. Nobles squander it, and the church and wizards squander it even more.”

"If the wealth produced by laborers is limited, where did all the wealth squandered by so many wizards and churches in ancient times come from?"

As he listened to Rod's words, Lusen's eyes widened.

He stared blankly at Rhodes, "I never expected... you would ask such a question..."

"Such questions about the laws governing the workings of the entire world have only been spoken to us by respected wise men..."

"Ah...really?"

Rod was hesitant to believe Lusen's words.

After all, these things are covered even in high school politics on Earth.

Not to mention college students, even those who aren't majoring in sociology have to study it.

"Do you know the answer?" Rod asked.

Luxem replied, "Of course, but some are based on research, and some are just speculation."

"Tell me about it."

"Ah."

Without wasting words, Luxen explained directly:

"What is certain is that in ancient times, wizards were able to create various potions and spells that affected agricultural production."

"For example, it can increase the yield of arable land by two to three times, and significantly increase the number of offspring, meat production, and milk production of livestock."

“The noble lords reap more rewards, their territories can support more people, and they generate more wealth.”

Rhodes nodded.

The power of the ancient wizards far exceeded my imagination; they were even more powerful than my own entry.

I wonder if my golden attribute will be more powerful than the wizard's.

On the other hand, it proves that if you want to get rich, you have to cultivate the land more and raise more pigs.

"But that's only for agriculture. What about other resources? Wizards need to consume a lot of materials to research potions and spells."

"You've hit the nail on the head."

Lucien lowered his voice, "The wise have two guesses about this: one is that there is another continent in this world;"

"Another point is that the ancient wizards may have already begun traveling to other worlds to obtain resources from other worlds."

"Different world?"

Suppressing his emotions, Rhodes asked with a hint of surprise, "What is another world?"

“A world inhabited by various intelligent beings, just like ours, may contain all sorts of materials.”

"So magical..."

Rod couldn't help but sigh.

His face remained relatively calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

What kind of other world?

Does one have a past life in another world?

Does it have anything to do with me coming here?

A variety of questions filled Rod's mind.

Lucien didn't give Rhodes time to be stunned, and said, "So, Baron, you don't need to worry about a lack of resources."

"There are still many secrets in this world waiting for us to explore."

"but,"

Luxen watched as the Manchester caravan gradually disappeared from sight.
“Baron, Manshu probably won’t need lizardman corpses for a long time to come. If you have more lizardman corpses, you might be able to sell them to other merchants.”

"Well, I know that."

Rhodes nodded.

The high price of lizardmen is due to their scarcity.

Manshu obtained a lot of lizardman skins and scales from Lusen, enough to make hundreds of ornaments.

Unless they can be sold to the Western Conference, they won't be sold out anytime soon.

Luxem turned around with a smile, "You can also leave them all to our Dawn Club, we won't try to lower the price."

“As long as you don’t try to lower the price, I’m happy to do so,” Rod readily agreed.

The two stood on the hillside, gazing at the mottled wasteland where the snow had melted, and fell into a state of tranquility.

After a long time.

“Baron, may I ask you a question?” Lucien asked abruptly.

"Ok?"

Rod stared at Luxem, waiting with a puzzled look.

After a moment's hesitation, Luxembourg finally couldn't help but speak.
"I don't think I saw Miss Avril this time. What is she busy with?"

……

It's difficult for wizards to keep secrets from each other.

Just as Rhodes could sense the magical fluctuations within Lucen, Lucen could also sense Rhodes's magical fluctuations.

Lucian could also sense the magical fluctuations within Vivian, who was standing beside Rhodes.

However, Vivian's magical fluctuations were intermittent, which made him hesitant. Lucian also frankly told Rhodes that he had sensed even more magical fluctuations.

Luxen felt that he and Rod should be friends and should be honest with each other, not scheme against each other behind their backs.

More wizards are also a happy thing.

Therefore, Lucian ultimately chose to be honest and told Rhodes that he had discovered there were more wizard apprentices in Frostleaf Town.

There's no point in continuing to hide it.

Rod also showed his small team to Luxem.

When Luxen saw the crowd of people in front of him, who were of different ages and with different expressions, his eyes were filled with surprise.

"Your Excellency, you have truly astonished me!"

Luxen's joy was palpable, and he was speechless for a moment as he looked at the figure in front of him.

Luxem bowed respectfully to the four people before him, and Musensao and the others quickly returned the bow.

"I don't know what kind of spellcasters these people under your command are."

"But you were able to train such a team all by yourself."

Luxen stared intently at Rhodes, his gaze intense. "You are fully qualified to be a member of our Dawn Society's council!"

"Apart from your strength, you have all the other qualifications you need!"

"These are not important."

Rod showed no interest in the so-called parliamentary status and calmly looked at Luxem.

"I want to know, how can I hide the magic within their bodies?"

"If everyone had your abilities, a simple reconnaissance would expose them all."

Frostleaf Town is alright; it will be protected by city walls and an army in the future.

However, it would not be a pleasant thing for them to leave Frostleaf Town and have their magical energy fluctuations discovered.

In particular, there is the existence of the church.

"I understand your concerns, but please rest assured."

Luxen promised, "After I return to the Dawn Society, I will apply for covert badges for them."

"Those badges conceal the magic power of wizards below the level of wizard apprentice; they cannot be detected unless one gets close."

"There's such a thing?" Rod breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, we will award such a badge to every member of the Dawn Society."

Luxen explained, "Its materials are relatively simple to make. Lizard scales and blood can be used to make it, and they are one of the main materials."

"But on the other hand, wearing that thing makes you a little more irritable and it also has a slight odor."

"That's why I didn't bring that thing with me when I came here."

Without any hesitation, Rhodes said, "Concealing magic is more important; we can accept this little thing."

Even though the two little girls might not like it, they will still have to wear it.

“We are not members of the Dawn Society, and I will pay the fees,”

Before Lucien could speak, Rhodes said directly, "Let's use the lizardmen's corpses."

"No, no, no, Your Excellency, this is our concern for fellow spellcasters."

Luxen shook his head repeatedly, "Even if you don't join the Dawn Society, we will still provide you with this basic protection."

"The rise of the extraordinary requires the cooperation of every spellcaster, and we, the Dawn, are willing to be pioneers."

"it is good."

Rhodes was moved by the Dawn Society's actions.

Rod didn't hesitate any longer and readily agreed.

"Then I'll give you four lizardman corpses as a return gift and financial assistance. It has nothing to do with business."

"Then thank you, Your Excellency."

Luxem bowed deeply in respect.

……

The barren land, cleansed by the harsh winter, gradually sees the mottled snow melt away, and the breath of spring arrives with the bright sunshine.

As dawn broke, Frostleaf Town began to bustle with activity.

Otto led the farmers to carry out the iron plows from the blacksmith's shop one by one, and they easily assembled them without any guidance.

"It's hard to imagine that last year we only had six plows left after the spring planting was completely finished."

The tall, strong farmer exclaimed, "I never imagined that we'd already have sixty plows before the year even started!"

"Hmph, there are many things you can't imagine."

The middle-aged farmer next to him snorted softly.
"Last year, you couldn't have imagined that you would grow to 173 pounds, nor could you have imagined that you would become the leader of the farming team, leading ten people to work."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Otto's emotionless voice interrupted the farmer's group leader's conversation.
"The tilling team's target workload for today is twenty mu of land."

"Reclamation team, target workload: four mu (approximately 0.33 hectares) of land."

Otto shouted, "Can you finish it?"

"can!"

The farmers and group leaders answered in unison, their voices full of energy.

They were even more imposing than the militia of a typical baronial territory.

These team leaders are all top performers in the Ministry of Agriculture; they are physically strong and always take the lead in their work.

Many of them were transferred from quarries.

Because of Rod's strictness, even those with connections met the basic requirements.

More importantly, eat well.

The farmers of Frostleaf Town are fed better than the militia in other baronies.

The amount of labor and the food provided made these farmers muscular, and each of them had abdominal muscles.

“Very good. After everything is done, the lord has promised that each of us will have a piece of fresh meat the size of our palm tonight.”

Otto readily agreed.

In Frostleaf Town, bread may not be plentiful, but meat is always plentiful—regardless of whether it tastes good or not.

The farmers' joy was immediately palpable.

Sure enough, with more work to do in spring plowing, the food was also better.

"But let me make this clear from the start: be careful when using a plow."

"Clear away all the stones and tree roots in the ground for me."

Otto warned sternly, "Anyone who damages the plow will not only have their work points deducted, but they might also be whipped."

"Don't worry, Lord Auto, even if we ruin our own women, we won't ruin this precious plow!"

The tall, strong farmer's words made everyone burst into laughter.

"Women must not be harmed; they must be protected."

Rod walked over slowly, and Otto, along with the farmers, immediately bowed to Rod.

"Good day, lord."

Rod nodded slightly and looked at Otto, asking, "Is everything arranged?"

"Yes, sir."

Ou Tuo reported: "There are twenty land-plowing teams, and all five thousand acres of land will be leveled before the end of the month."

"Then the tilling team will join the reclamation team to ensure that all the land is leveled before spring planting, so as not to delay the sowing of seeds!"

"That's good."

Rod nodded. "As long as you do a good job, you won't be stingy with work points and meat."

"Did you hear that?"

Otto looked delighted and turned to look at everyone, "The lord said, do a good job and everything will be provided!"

"Ow!"

A wild beast-like roar of cheers erupted instantly, drawing the attention of all the blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop!
Rod waved his hand, signaling them to get to work.

Otto then turned his head and said with a fawning smile, "Sir, have you come to help us cultivate the land?"

Otto couldn't help but recall the scene last year when Rod personally led them to turn the soil.

He very much hoped that Rhodes could go again—to fully demonstrate the lord's emphasis on farming.

"I'd rather do a job that doesn't require much brainpower."

Rod patted Orto on the shoulder, "But I have other things to do, you go ahead."

"Very well, my lord."

Otto bowed and then followed his agricultural brigade.

Rhodes walked into the blacksmith shop and beckoned Hammer and Bard to his side.

"Good day, sir."

The two bowed and asked, "What are your orders?"

"You two bring your food and come with me to the wolf farm."

Rhodes' smile held a hint of mystery.