The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

Zhan Shuai rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay, as long as you don't blame me for only delaying for one second."

The player chuckled, then a look of curiosity crossed his face.

"What are we trying to do? Given Long's personality, we won't see him, and to make it look convincing, we can't just kick him out."

"Have you forgotten why he came here?"

Zhan Shuai smiled slightly.

“He knows how long he can stay, and the clan will be safe, which will buy us the most time.”

"And the goblins desperately need that stone of his."

Zhan Shuai added.

"Also, what would someone from a primitive tribe do if they witnessed our advanced civilization?"

"Will it be much easier for us to subdue these kobolds in the future?"

"Damn! As expected, we still need to let those who play tactics get through the story. All I can think about is killing, killing, killing."

After thinking about it carefully, the player couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement and gave a thumbs up.

"With you at the camp, I feel at ease!"

"Get me that stone and let me play with it for a few days."

Seeing the player leave, the voice of justice spoke up.

"Row."

Zhan Shuai nodded and gave a reminder.

"We need to speed things up, or we'll end up with a bad outcome."

"nature!"

"Justice is everything"—a smile played on his lips, and he lowered his voice slightly.

"Give me some time. The problem of gunpowder has been solved, and black powder has begun initial mass production. I am weaponizing it."

The raw materials for nitrates mainly come from the sedimentation of feces and urine in the soil.

The Blackrock Mountains contain caves inhabited by bats and birds, as well as goblin nests.

A large amount of nitrates had already been produced a few days ago.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Shuai's eyes suddenly lit up with a burning light, and he nodded excitedly.

Gunpowder is great!

Tier 2? Can the iron armor withstand it?

I'll blow you and your old Feng to smithereens.

"The blacksmith shop has recruited many new players, but the armor making process is quite complicated."

"Even if we use an assembly line and lower the quality, it will still take nearly a month to equip all players with it."

What comes to mind when you think of "caliber equals justice"? (Additionally.)

"Holy crap! Almost a month? You industrialists are that ruthless?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Shuai couldn't help but gasp.

He was somewhat shocked by the industrialists.

I remember just a month ago, he was still hammering stone tools.

At this speed, he feels he'll be able to beat humans next year.

"This is nothing."

"Justice is everything" he scoffed dismissively.

"If it weren't for environmental and resource limitations, I could build you tanks and cannons."

"A word is settled!"

An unprecedentedly fervent light shone in Zhan Shuai's eyes.

"Now that you've built the tank, let me test drive it!"

"Alright, just bring your crew."

He nodded indifferently, as if saying "justice is justice," and didn't seem to be lying.

Several hours later, the bewildered kobolds of the Rainbow Scales clan were finally brought to the player camp.

A player stepped forward and removed the blindfold animal skin.

The campsite at this time had changed drastically compared to before.

Along the riverbank, a huge waterwheel turned, splashing water as it fell.

Rows of sturdy brick houses stand along the riverbank, and the roads are well-maintained.

Blast furnaces and brick kilns, like ferocious beasts, devoured iron ore and soil.

After digesting for a period of time, they expelled iron ingots and bricks.

The new players, the goblins, are like cogs in the giant machine that is the camp, each in their own place and doing their own thing.

"Is this your camp?"

Gazing at this shocking scene, Mog's cloudy eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.

In my imagination, there are giant dragons.

But the camp of these kobolds should be just like theirs, consisting of a few caves, a few wooden houses, and some animal skin houses.

But what he saw before him completely overturned his understanding.

Smooth dirt roads, brick and stone houses, huge waterwheels, and blast furnaces belching smoke.

This is exactly what a human village should look like, and even better.

Could it be a small human village occupied by His Majesty the Black Dragon, or one that was abandoned by humans in the past?

Mog immediately dismissed the thought that had crossed his mind.

Everything before my eyes appears to be newly created.

In the corner, you can still see goblin slaves and kobolds working, building houses.

Behind Mog, the kobolds were even more shocked than Mog himself.

As a dog-headed person still living in a primitive tribe.

They had only ever seen human villages like this before, and believed that it was something they could never create.

But now, it has actually ended up in the hands of their kobold compatriots.

"Aren't you going in to take a look?"

The warrior's voice came from the side, and the kobolds of the Rainbow Scale Clan were jolted awake.

Chapter 31 The Merciful Black Dragon King

"Really... really okay?"

Upon hearing this, the kobolds of the Rainbow Scale Clan suppressed their excitement, glancing at the War Commander and then at their own priest, Mog.

Mog also turned his head to look at Zhan Shuai and the others, his expression complicated.

No, man, is this right?

This doesn't make sense!

I came to see you because I was afraid you would suffer.

As a result, you have a Black Dragon Emperor, brick houses, and goblin slaves.

It's not bitter at all!

"Then let's go in and take a look."

Feeling the gazes of the clan children, Mog's voice was dry, filled with unspeakable envy and bitterness.

"Since Priest Mog and the friends of the Rainbow Scale Clan want to visit, then let them take a look first."

The commander smiled kindly and led the way forward.

The others followed suit, especially the kobolds of the Rainbow Scale Clan, who excitedly headed towards the camp, taking three steps at a time.

"Let me, the 'caliber is justice' person, introduce her to you. She is the one in charge of the camp."

Zhan Shuai spoke as he walked.

"What would Priest Mog and the friends of the Rainbow Scale Clan like to see first?"

The line of justice is the right one; step forward when the time is right.