I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Although Siri didn't say it explicitly, Lynn wasn't someone who was out of touch with the world.

He frequently traveled far and wide as a merchant, so he naturally knew about the plight of the refugees in the north.

So he could probably guess what this druid's so-called new base was.

However, as long as they don't cross the city walls, what the refugees do outside is none of his business.

He hesitated for a moment, but still decided to remind Sri:

"Mr. Sri, you may not know this, but the Kulun River will be in flood season in about two months. You should think carefully about which place you choose as your base."

Siri wasn't an idiot; he must have done his research before choosing the location. He just smiled when he heard this.

"Don't worry about that. We are located at a relatively high altitude, and the water flow is relatively slow, so floods generally won't reach us."

After speaking, he paused for a moment and asked Lynn a question in return.

"By the way, Mr. Lynn, you just mentioned that you and Mr. Murphy have an order. Could it be related to this so-called flood season?"

Such a massive project could be discovered with just a little investigation, so it was impossible to hide it.

So Lynn said it straight:

"Yes, our location didn't used to be flooded like that. It was only after the river changed course that it gradually became what it is today."

He sighed.

"You're from the north, so you should know that this year's cold wave is unusually strong. If we don't stock up on food before it arrives, many people will die."

So we thought we'd get the dikes finished before the flood season, so we could have more time for planting. However, some parts require skilled craftsmen, which is why we wanted to trouble Mr. Murphy.

After speaking, Lynn's gaze shifted to the huge machine, his eyes shining brightly.

Upon hearing this, Sri could only nod in agreement.

"That's true..."

As a druid, although he can accelerate the ripening of plants,

But promoting the growth of food and promoting the growth of plants are two different things.

Food is meant to be eaten, and its essence needs to be extracted.

The plants that druids cultivate are merely shells, containing nothing that humans can absorb.

Eating it is no different from eating dirt.

More importantly, his efforts to bring about the birth of the child were not arbitrary.

Even if those plants are just shells, it still takes a lot of essence to make up those shells.

So even if he is an epic-level powerhouse, he cannot support hundreds or thousands of people.

Siri sighed softly and didn't delve any deeper into the topic.

"Mr. Lynn, you're probably also going to see Mr. Murphy now, right? In that case, let's go together."

"Alright, then I'll take my leave of you, Mr. Sri."

After Lynn finished speaking, he reminded Sylph.

After asking Goblin for the address and thanking him, the three left the goblin tribe for the time being.

……

Soon after, the three of them stood in front of Murphy's cave.

However, no one went in directly.

Siri took a step forward and shouted "Murphy!" into the cave.

Murphy also came out upon hearing the noise, glanced at the three of them, and then asked:

"What is it?"

Siri stepped back, smiled, and looked at Lynn, gesturing for him to step forward and speak first.

Seeing this, Lynn quickly nodded and then entered the cave first.

The immense magical power within the cave caused him to pause in his tracks.

However, he was quite knowledgeable and had seen many people with such devices that gather magical power.

Lynn was only shocked for a moment before turning her attention back to the matter at hand. Knowing Murphy's personality, she went straight to the point and asked.

"Mr. Murphy, do you have any free time that you could help us with some rather complex and large devices?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately added another sentence.

"As for payment... to be honest, we've never really seen a craftsman as special as you before, so we don't know what you're looking for. Just name your price if it's within our capabilities!"

Murphy was thinking about the car.

Unexpectedly, another order came in, but the more orders the better.

If it can accept it, why doesn't it want it?

"What is that device used for?"

"Oh, it's an important component of our dam, not just one, there are probably many more..."

Of course, you're not required to do everything yourself. You can choose to make only a few parts, and other craftsmen will help you.

Murphy was drawn to those last few words.

"Are there other craftsmen?"

Lynn immediately explained.

"Yes, because time is tight and the task is heavy. Although we have great confidence in your speed, it's always better to have more people."

Murphy thought the explanation was very reasonable, so he didn't press the matter further and instead asked another question.

"Were the parts designed by someone you hired?"

"Yes."

"Could I see the blueprints?" Murphy asked, reaching out his hand.

Construction drawings are generally adapted to local conditions.

Moreover, what about this kind of water conservancy project?

Even if Murphy saw it, there would naturally be no possibility of it being sold.

So Lynn didn't hesitate and took a blueprint out of his pocket and handed it to Murphy.

Murphy picked up the blueprints and began to examine them closely.

As I watched, the air around me inexplicably became somewhat heavy.

It felt that there was something strange about the blueprint.

Or rather, it can't be described as strange.

Instead, it's garbage.

Yes, it's garbage.

The worst of the worst.

Murphy felt that the designer of the blueprints was inexplicably arrogant and extremely ignorant.

Even someone like Murphy, who has no experience in civil engineering, could spot the problems in many of the designs.

It's obvious at a glance that this is wishful thinking and completely unrealistic.

This can no longer be described as mere theoretical discussion.

This wasn't a discussion at all; they just took a piece of paper and scribbled on it with their own dubious knowledge.

There was no rigor or thoughtfulness whatsoever that of a craftsman.

Murphy felt inexplicably angry.

Her already small eyes narrowed even further into slits.

Making this kind of thing...

Not only will it fail to achieve the effect of flood discharge and water diversion, it will also have the opposite effect!

How could anyone hand over such garbage to someone else?!

It pondered for a moment, and then gave its requirements.

However, this request was something Lynn hadn't expected.

It wasn't about negotiating prices, nor was it about setting any conditions for the craftsmen who came to help.

"Could we go and take a look at your area first?"

Murphy felt that others were just talking theory, and he certainly couldn't be like that himself.

Although it could tell by sight that the design drawings had major problems, there was still a slight possibility that it had misread them.

That river is so special that it's perfect for using those junk drawings.

So after thinking for a while, it decided to go to that river itself and observe it for itself.

It doesn't want to do things that are destined to fail.

If the dam design is flawed and Murphy isn't allowed to modify it himself, he will choose to abandon the order.

It will choose to abandon the order.

"Uh... okay." Although Lynn was puzzled, he still agreed.

Seeing that Lynn had agreed, Murphy didn't waste any words and asked Sri, who was observing the cave from a distance.

Do you want a car?