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

They also asked Siegel why.

Players can learn it, but it will take a considerable amount of time.

The same applies to other extraordinary advancements.

This reason, on the contrary, strengthened their resolve to pursue industrialization based on the principle that "caliber is justice."

"This AI's persona is surprisingly realistic and quite touching."

"For a moment just now, I really thought she was a human being."

"Who knows, if we continue to get along, one day they might die in front of me, and I'll really pee my eyes."

"Justice is in the Air" watched Naira and Ale's departing figures, and made a self-deprecating remark to hide the emotion in his heart.

Withdrawing his gaze, he walked towards the hydraulic boring machine.

But before the "caliber is justice" movement could go far, a figure passed by in the distance.

The figure's eyes lit up when he saw the caliber of justice, and he quickly ran over.

"Hey boss, I needed to talk to you about something."

The polar bear approached, a smile on its face.

"What happened?"

"Justice is Justice" looked puzzled; there shouldn't be anything wrong in the camp!

"When I went to take stock of the warehouse, I found that the food in the camp, even with the meat from the respawn point, was only enough for us to eat for two months."

"The hunting teams are catching fewer and fewer prey."

As he spoke, the polar bear's expression turned anxious.

"It's alright, we've already found a solution."

The statement that "justice lies in the official line" was met with a slight smile.

"Ok?"

The polar bear looked puzzled, its big, adorable golden eyes gazing at the caliber of justice, as if seeking an answer.

"You definitely didn't check the group chat again."

"Justice is justice," he said with a helpless smile.

"We are about to go to war with the Dark Iron Horde. After we defeat them and seize their food, with enough goblins dead, we won't be short of food."

"Ow~"

The polar bear nodded, understanding.

Immediately, the white bear seemed to remember something, looked around, leaned close to the caliber of justice, and whispered something in his ear.

"Then get me a lot more goblin corpses to dissect this time. Without formalin, the corpses will rot before I can figure out their internal structure."

"Row."

"Accuracy is justice" nodded.

Planting is just a side business for Polar Bear; medicine is his main profession.

In these two wars, many relatively intact corpses were first sent to the White Bear for autopsy, and then put into the freezer at the resurrection point.

"The boss is the best!"

The polar bear excitedly hugged the caliber of justice, and then said...

"It's not just a problem of short-term food shortages."

“I observed the efficiency of mushroom cultivation and asked AI.”

"Growing mushrooms to feed three or four hundred people is the limit; it can't support the development of the camp."

"We must find new crops to solve the long-term food problem."

"I think you haven't checked the group chat again..."

"Caliber is Justice" glanced helplessly at the polar bear.

Polar bears really only care about agriculture and medicine.

"Ok??"

The polar bear's face showed astonishment and confusion.

"Haven't I been in charge of the planting all along? How come I didn't know there were new seeds?"

"Fellow villager Long".

The phrase "caliber is justice" served as a reminder to the polar bear.

"You mean...his appliances and cola, and that he can get his hands on the Earth's seeds?"

The polar bear's golden vertical pupils widened.

Although the polar bear sometimes couldn't quite grasp things, at this moment, she instantly understood the meaning of "caliber is justice."

"Correct."

The caliber of justice is affirmed with a nod.

"But given his personality and the limitations of the production team, can he really help us?"

The polar bear voiced the question that had been lingering in its mind.

"hey-hey."

"Justice is everything" chuckled, said nothing more, and led the white bear to the blacksmith shop, asking the players inside.

"Is the thing I asked you to do ready?"

"Alright! Alright! Let's see if our fellow villager Long will fall for this."

Upon hearing the question that "the line is justice," the players at the blacksmith's shop rubbed their hands excitedly and brought out a wooden bucket as tall as their thighs.

No, to be precise, it should be a cup.

Because, in addition to using iron bars to hold the wooden board in place, a rounded handle was specially made on one side using iron bars.

"How do we convince my fellow villager, Long, to give this?"

The polar bear was puzzled.

The player at the blacksmith shop didn't explain to the polar bear, but instead kept him in suspense.

"Come on, come on! Polar Bear, why don't you come with us and see for yourself?"

"My fellow villager Long should like it."

"We specially collected a large amount of resin to fill the inner wall, and then had a carpenter polish it again."

Without saying much, Pivot of Justice pulled the white bear along and headed towards the dragon's nest.

Chapter 56: Acquire a New Attribute (Please Read On)

Deep within the dragon's nest.

Siegel was lying on his side on the stone bed, holding a blue mineral water bucket filled with cola, watching a movie.

The computer screen hovered not far from Siegel, displaying images.

"Hey fellow villager Long, we've come to give you a gift!"

"Justice is everything!" shouted the man, and led the players, including White Bear, in with practiced ease.

"A gift? You guys will give me a gift?"

Upon hearing the sound, Siegel yawned, turned his head suspiciously, and looked at the player.

"There won't be any ulterior motives or shady schemes..."

Halfway through his speech, Siegel saw the so-called gift and stopped talking.

A player is holding a wooden cup the size of a bucket.

The wooden cups are meticulously sanded and polished, resembling peripheral items from a medieval fantasy game.

The size was clearly made specifically for him by the player.

A long-dormant emotion welled up inside him, and Siegel remembered his old cup.

Because they used to receive welfare, they had to be frugal and thrifty. The so-called cup was just a mineral water bottle with the top cut off.

However, most of the time Siegel finds it too troublesome and will simply go outside to the river to drink his fill.

Anyway, dragons are physically strong and don't get sick.

"Fellow villager Long~ How could you say that~"

The player carrying the wooden cup laboriously put it down, then looked at the silent Siegel and feigned heartache.

He clutched his chest, feigning an exaggerated expression of grievance, and said coyly.

"We're from the same hometown~ What's wrong with giving you a small gift? You're hurting my feelings by doing this."