MC's career as foreign lord

"Honored guests at the door?" Zhou Ren said, "Not so much honored guests, more like unwelcome visitors, right?"

After receiving this news, the two immediately headed towards the back. The others were waiting there, ready to move. Now it was up to them to make a decision.

"They should arrive in about an hour. Do we leave immediately, or stay and fight?" Zhou Ren asked.

They returned to the makeshift conference room and explained the situation they had just learned to the people inside.

No one doubted Mosa's judgment. This lich had spent a long time here, setting an example for everyone with his incomplete body.

And that's why they were considering whether to fight or not.

"I'm starting to agree with these guys. Even the Fungus People aren't thinking about running away immediately, but about giving these bastards a good beating before they go!" Zhou Ren said.

As expected of a race from the Underdark, their first thought upon learning their enemies were coming was to have a good fight. They even wanted to blow the whole place up to give the invaders a hard time.

"Don't be so impulsive. Everyone, pack your things and retreat to the cave above ground. We'll leave them a big surprise!"

Zhou Ren said. He was quite curious about the Drow. The only ones who could be running around here at this time were the Drow, right?

He wondered what the true nemesis of these elves was really like. He was genuinely curious about what these so-called Dark Elves looked like.

But his curiosity wouldn't affect his plan for these invaders. If they wanted the city and the water from the well, they would have to pay the price.

The trap design was simple. Zhou Ren put some TNT next to the water. Aha!

This was also one of the benefits of the mob grinder. Even though it had only been running for a few days, it had already accumulated a lot of gunpowder.

Gunpowder and sand could be used to make TNT, this most familiar trap from the original game, with a very simple triggering method: a pressure plate.

And the scattered stones and blocks all over the city became their best means of making traps. Flying stones combined with exploding TNT should give the invaders a memorable experience, right?

Zhou Ren was looking forward to it. This was just the first part of the trap. The second part was some newly dug-out hollows below. He simply used pressure plates and sand to make these traps, which would naturally collapse when stepped on.

Below were natural caves that already existed. He wondered if the Drow had any means of flying instantly? If not...

Then the hollows below would be their final resting place.

Time was short, and there wasn't enough time to make more than a few simple traps. But it wasn't just his traps. The remaining races also used their talents to create some strange and wonderful traps.

The most interesting were the traps of the Fungus People. These mushroom creatures didn't forget to bring their mushrooms with them even when moving. One mushroom tree after another swayed as they moved along the road.

And after the mushrooms left, the scattered spores in the air became the best traps. These spores contained their magic and would guide the attacking creatures into various traps.

The dwarves' traps were even simpler. As soon as those people entered the city, there would be rolling stones and earth fissures set up by them all around.

The anger from the earth would bury some of the enemies completely, while the alchemists of the Deep Gnomes would give some of the Drow who hadn't had time to fall into the fissures a great lesson with some special acid.

Zhou Ren set up some launchers and throwers, which would shoot out rows of rockets. And when the enemies walked over, the buried TNT would destroy everything.

For the Drow, who had never encountered MC bows and arrows, if they didn't choose to use shields to defend, the arrows would set them on fire. As long as their strength didn't exceed the high-level, the creatures set on fire would wail and die in the flames.

And the remaining throwers would throw buckets of lava, completely blocking their path. This was the final measure.

Moreover, the remaining lava would block their path back here, leaving nothing but a hole that might be revisited in the future.

Playing tactics is dirty work. When the enemy's vanguard was about to arrive, Zhou Ren had already sealed the last stone, imagining his future arrival.

"I hope you like what I left behind," Zhou Ren said, "If you don't like it, I'll send some more next time!"

He wrote this sentence down and put it on a wooden sign at the very top of the ruins, a place he had deliberately not blown up!

Just as they were leading a large group of people along the road, they seemed to hear terrifying roars behind them, the sound of terrifying explosions and arrows being shot, and the sound of burning fuel exploding, as if crossing countless spaces!

Several people smiled knowingly. It seemed that their guests had received the gifts left by everyone. They just didn't know if these people would be happy?

Soon, the group followed them upwards for about half a day and finally reached the obsidian cave entrance at the very top.

This was when the problem arose. The obsidian cave entrance was too small, only allowing one person to pass through at a time. Although there weren't many of them, the various races and people added up to a thousand.

If they were to emerge from the cave one by one, it would probably take a day or two.

But they didn't have much time left. The elves would all be gone in two days, and after the elves left, the uninhibited wasteland would be engulfed by the gale.

And ordinary races on the gale would naturally be submerged. They couldn't survive in the gale until they reached the high-level.

At this time, perhaps the only solution was to build walls, but Zhou Ren wasn't too willing to do so.

Since these people were willing to follow him to the territory, then from this moment on, he was the lord of all of them. Whether they were Shield Dwarves, Deep Gnomes, or Mushroom People, they should all have their own place.

"Mosa, call Jim and the others over. Let's use diamond pickaxes or mithril pickaxes to dig out this whole obsidian area!" Zhou Ren said. This coal mine was obviously undeveloped, and they would be able to find many matching ores during the excavation.

Therefore, he had sealed this place off a long time ago. In the future, this would be a dedicated ore mining area, instead of them haphazardly digging around like before, emptying out all the space beneath the ground like idiots.

This coal mine is located in an area with genuine ore veins. He originally planned to spend some time later to personally address the issues of this mine. However, watching these hardworking shield dwarves, he suddenly had a new idea.

Of course, he doesn't trust these dwarves completely yet. Such a contract is just a small insurance. But people change, and the world gradually changes.

If he could make the dwarves completely trust him in the future and truly serve him as their master, it might be possible to develop this place.

But for now, he'll wait for his mining team to arrive. Furthermore, this obsidian area isn't just a simple obsidian opening, but a massive accumulation of obsidian layers upon layers.

This resulted in the descending passage made of obsidian being not only narrow and small but also very difficult to pass through. Ordinary humans, dwarves, and gnomes can certainly pass, but those large mushroom people who are often two meters tall would have some difficulty.

After all, the stronger the Myconid, the larger their size. The Myconid Chieftain is even five meters tall, resembling a natural mushroom tree. It would be too difficult for them to pass through a cave with a diameter of only one meter.

Fortunately, with the help of MC rules, these obsidians have all been transformed into square blocks.

Soon, a silver-white skeleton arrived here with a dozen pure white skeletons. They were all holding mithril pickaxes. Jim seemed to recognize Xander, a former companion.

He walked towards Zhou Ren, looking at the two people waiting for them below the cave entrance, seemingly understanding something.

More than a dozen skeletons simultaneously raised the mithril pickaxes in their hands and began digging into the ground without hesitation. This was indeed much faster than Zhou Ren using his diamond pickaxe.

The originally small cave quickly had a passage cleared under their digging, allowing thousands of creatures to move forward more quickly.

Fortunately, they usually had communication with undead creatures, so there was no fear. This was also Xander's contribution. Many of his skeletons were at the rear of the team, waiting to destroy the cave and trap the pursuers there if any chased after them.

However, the traps they created seemed strong enough. Until now, there was still no movement. After a few violent explosions, that area was truly as silent as death.

It takes about two minutes for a skeleton to mine a piece of obsidian, which is already very fast, but it still took nearly two hours to dig a vertically upward path in this obsidian-dense area.

Zhou Ren walked up early and placed some wooden ladders down, so that everyone could climb up the wooden ladders.

He also thoughtfully dug a huge passage in the cave at the top, after all, those large creatures do not have the habit of bending over and drilling holes.

Fortunately, this mine itself is not far from the ground. After a long tunnel, he finally saw the dawn of light.

The mine itself is very large, a full dozen meters in size. It is said that this is a mine that spans time, and it had already appeared at least in the era when dragons and giants roamed.

So some people once speculated that this was a cave dug by giants, but compared to those Titan giants who were often forty or fifty meters, or even one or two hundred meters tall, this mine seemed a bit too small.

So the most reasonable guess is the conclusion of the elves. They believe that it was a cave dug by the subordinate race of the Titan giants, that is, ordinary giants, and then they abandoned it directly after not finding the minerals they wanted here.

This just allowed them to enter very conveniently through the original entrance of the mine. Zhou Ren had already re-opened the original mine entrance that he had blocked, restoring it to a height of more than ten meters. The setting sun was just shining down from the mine entrance at this time.

Many creatures in the dark region looked at the light coming from outside, and the expressions on their faces were unbelievable.

Most of them are native underground races, who have never seen the sun in their lives, nor have they left their range of activities.

Many of them have even gradually transformed their eyes to only be able to adapt to the dark environment, but when they saw this ray of light, many people still burst into tears.

"Light! My light!" Except for the Myconids, the other races knelt on the ground, tremblingly touching the ray of light with their hands, and then jumped up like crazy.

This is something they can only encounter in the inheritance of the race, a long-cherished wish buried in their hearts.

"Some people say that we will never be able to touch the light in our lives because we are abandoned citizens of the gods. We are not!" Moradin said with great emotion, "Our Shield Dwarf clan will also leave our mark on this continent, like the Sword Dwarves, instead of dying in the deep, dark underground all year round!"

The deep gnomes were very interested in taking out their books or various recording devices to record their first experience of touching the light. This group of wanderers, scouts, bards, and mages, the race with the most, seems to have the gene of learning in their blood.

Perhaps the only expressionless person was the human monk from the Far East Empire. He neither had the special reaction of shedding tears after seeing the light, nor did he have any feeling of seeing the sun. He is a solitary legendary powerhouse, and naturally he has seen the light countless times.

He had seen too much war and pain in his travels, so he wanted to find a peaceful place to live. He walked towards the light, with colorful gases permeating his body, and then came to the green ground.

This is also Zhou Ren's rhythm. After he moved some grass blocks here, those originally barren areas finally began to grow grass, grow greenery, and finally became the same as the surrounding wilderness, instead of a black, dead place.

"This is the breath of life!" The monk seemed to be returning to nature, kneeling on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.