MC's career as foreign lord

"Lord, these are the most skilled farmers in town at cultivating plants!" Henry said, retrieving a notebook from his inventory and writing down some of their achievements.

It was evident that he was at least very diligent, but Zhou Ren didn't care about that. He only needed people who could work; whether these workers were human or ghosts wasn't very important.

"Your planting location will be in the wasteland near the Orc Empire. Don't be afraid, the Orc Empire cannot attack here!" Zhou Ren said.

The tree barrier set up by the elves there provided excellent protection for the people inside and also significantly blocked some of the wind.

This meant that, at least on that section of the path and on the path Zhou Ren had set up in the middle, there would be no strong winds. They could easily walk along the town's main road and plant there.

"Have the seeds been bought?" Since they were planting ordinary crops, without the help of magic, it wouldn't require too much effort.

Zhou Ren had Henry collect various plant seeds from their town. Although there weren't many, it was enough.

"Your task is to cultivate several plots of farmland within a few days that can accommodate all the seeds, and harvest them when they mature!" Zhou Ren said.

Even though the territory had expanded, he was still not very confident whether he could use his territory's characteristics in other areas. One question was, without a rich supply of magical energy, could plants like wheat continue to grow?

"Will they gradually thrive with the help of the Tree of Life, growing into large trees in a short time, or will they instantly grow into ears of wheat that are enough for people to eat after three days with the help of MC's special rules?" Zhou Ren wondered.

The primary purpose of his plan was to prevent a famine, which was already showing signs of emerging in the political arena. Those clever grain merchants had even raised the price of grain by a few points in these short few days.

However, once the wheat he sent people to plant re-entered the market, those underhanded merchants would likely receive a significant punishment.

This was also a component of the market economy, but he simply possessed a means of suppressing large-scale commercial prices. Even if he used commercial means, he had to remind these lawless merchants whose territory this was!

"This will be one of the most brilliant decisions you've ever made!" With the territory just starting, even Henry, as the secretary, didn't have many people to command.

Therefore, he had to lead this group of farmers to the edge of the territory, next to the Tree of Life, to cultivate a huge rice field large enough to feed the entire town.

The remaining two farmers, who clearly possessed sufficient knowledge and foresight, cautiously walked to Zhou Ren's side. They did have some ambition, but the moment they saw this lord, all their ambition was extinguished like a flame doused with water.

"Having ideas isn't a bad thing. You can get more if you take care of my fields, and I won't be stingy with rewards!" Zhou Ren said, "Come with me!"

They walked towards the interior of the territory. On the edge of the territory, they could already see many elves piling up huge stones to build walls, but many walls were torn down again during their arguments and the previous process was repeated.

They didn't seem too satisfied with what they were building and wanted to build something more perfect.

And beside them, several newly invited deep gnomes were also arguing.

The content of their argument was very peculiar. Some said that they should set up human-like high walls, which were particularly strong and gorgeous, and also had enough defensive space and firing holes.

Others said that they should set up elven walls, which were not only beautiful and generous, but also had many magical firing positions that mages liked.

As for the deep gnomes, they particularly favored another kind of tall and thick city wall. The top of this city wall had a huge space for horses to run, and the bottom also had terrifying areas that could even allow people to live in.

The advantage of this huge city wall was that even if you were surrounded on both sides, you could still live very stably until the end of the world, as long as there were enough supplies and enough manpower inside.

Zhou Ren shook his head. These city walls sounded good, but they didn't sound like what he needed. Let them discuss it; these creatures who were devoted to art would eventually give him an answer.

He continued to walk forward with the two farmers and soon saw Mosa, who was leading his apprentice towards them.

"Master, you've come at the right time. I was just about to bring Sandru to find you!" he said, seemingly surprised to see Zhou Ren here.

"I'm bringing them over to take care of the farm," Zhou Ren said, "Since that's the case, why don't you take them there?"

If he took the two farmers to the farm, he would probably have to explain the principles of planting, so it would be better to let Mosa take them and educate his apprentice by the way.

He could understand the lich's intention of bringing his apprentice, which was actually to continue to increase Zhou Ren's power.

In this environment, both Sandru and his undead legions could improve their abilities through constant work. This was also one of the elements he used to increase his deterrence without the help of other races.

Zhou Ren shook his head. He didn't pay much attention to this matter. With his authority already able to completely control the territory, he was already in an invincible position.

The remaining things were only a matter of how much time was spent, not whether it could be successful. Besides, were those dragons just decorations?

As soon as he thought of dragons, he noticed three figures blocking out the sky. They were flying very fast in the sky and disappeared in an instant or two.

"Oh? Going outside the grassland to make trouble?" Zhou Ren said. Although he didn't see the dragons' target, he could roughly guess that all three dragons had come. Were they here to visit relatives? More likely to seek revenge!

Zhou Ren had a smile on his lips, and then he saw the figure of the monk Gano. He was walking by the river, as if sensing something, and occasionally shouting a few times.

This made some of the gnomes who were running around subconsciously stay a little further away from him. Although they all knew this legend, the ancestral teaching of the race was still not to play with fools.

"I feel it...rich psionic energy!" But when Zhou Ren walked towards him, the monk subconsciously retreated, even staring at the man in front of him with some horror, as if there was really something terrible on him.

"Am I going to eat someone?" Zhou Ren asked, somewhat puzzled. He thought that this monk had seemed indifferent before, so why had he become so erratic after only being in his territory for a day, as if he had seen a ghost?

However, the monk didn't answer, but subconsciously walked towards Zhou Ren again, his hands constantly stroking the air, as if confirming something.

In the next instant, he seemed to actually touch something, and in a flash, he was beside Zhou Ren. His explosive muscles were bulging high, and his signature Eastern face was now wrinkled into a ball.

"I knew I wasn't mistaken, this territory of yours is filled with psionic energy!" He looked at Zhou Ren, "Lord, you are already enveloped in psionic energy!"

"Oh?" Zhou Ren retorted, "Then what will I become?"

"You will become a sacrifice to psionic energy… a priest of psionic energy… a thug of psionic energy," the monk said, his eyes gradually becoming blurred, but then becoming firm again.

"It's strange, I can only see you falling because of psionic energy, but I can't observe your future, as if you have been erased from the timeline!" Geno continued to speak nonsensically, and an aura actually bloomed in his eyes. That was the unique mark of a monk, Qi!

This kind of Qi would constantly strengthen as they cultivated. This was a fighting style unique to monks. They would not change their attitude due to external influences.

It was because of the influence of this Qi that they could discover some dangers that others could not, and thus become vigilant. This was also why Zhou Ren could tolerate him continuing to speak.

These monks, who relied on their own bodies and will to cultivate, did indeed possess very clever detection methods and more efficient combat power, and they even had eyes that could see the future.

This was a sublimation of their vigilant combat system. Through this perception, they could see more and more complex things.

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"So what exactly did you sense?" Zhou Ren asked. He couldn't just say a bunch of nonsense and then tell him that he felt wrong, could he?

"You should know about the psionic creatures of the Underdark. I won't continue to educate you!" Geno nodded. "What I want to explain to you is… the Psionic Curse!"

"I don't know if you know, but once you kill a psionic creature, the psionic curse on you will become more and more obvious. This is revenge from the underground psionic race!"

As soon as he spoke, Zhou Ren knew what was going on. It seemed that Mosa was right, and the abyssal sea devil he had caught had attracted the attention of some ancient eyes.

This terrifying race, which established a psionic empire in ancient times, seemed not content with just retaliating against the killing of their kind. They wanted to live more.

It could even be said that they were strengthening the surrounding psionic connections through the psionic curse on him, and then observing everything around him.

"Psionic creatures can establish psionic portals through psionic curses. Perhaps before long, when the psionic curse on you is strengthened to a certain extent, these psionic creatures will suddenly kill you!" Geno said.

His face seemed very firm, "I can resist the psionic hypnosis of psionic creatures. If they come, you can summon me as a helper!"

"But it's best not to summon too many humanoid creatures. The abyssal sea devil's control of humans will turn them into your deepest nightmare!"

After hearing this, Zhou Ren suddenly thought of something. Controlling all the creatures around him and then launching a suicidal charge towards him? That would really be a chilling thing.

"Thank you for your reminder, Lord Geno. I wonder if your apprentice selection is complete? If not, maybe I can help!"

Whether human or elf, apprentices would enter the monk's temple to study. As lawful creatures, they actually agreed with the monk's teachings, but they just didn't agree with the temple rules that they couldn't go home.

Moreover, as a well-known combat profession on the continent, monks were not really without particularly strong combat methods. Their skin could resist the erosion of magic very well, and their will could even resist most mind magic.

Their Qi could make their hearts clear, and their perception would be the best helper in finding enemies.

Perhaps they couldn't become the best meat shields, but occasionally making a cameo as a front-line profession wouldn't be difficult. What's more, they were also very agile scouts, powerful agile attackers, and unmatched war destroyers.

Every monk was a very violent battlefield destruction device. In close combat, they would almost have no opponents. Relying on the Qi obtained through asceticism, they had much stronger flesh and blood power than those human knights.

Their will, wrapped in Qi, could reduce the number of times they were eroded. Monks were also one of the least corrupted professions on the continent, and every good-aligned monk deserved everyone's respect.

If Zhou Ren didn't run to help at this time, he wouldn't have the chance when he encountered it in the future. Anyway, it wasn't easy for this monk to recruit disciples, so why not hold an audition for him.

Rumor had it that there were hardly any dwarven or gnome monks on the continent, because they themselves had a strong self-culture and were difficult to be infected by monk culture.

So the main personnel were still among humans and elves.

Geno was a little surprised to hear Zhou Ren's words, "Is the Lord willing to help me rebuild the temple?"

"Those who don't rebuild the temple are still you and your disciples. I will only give you a piece of land!" he said.

Since it was a temple, it had to be located in a relatively high place, and just opposite the territory, in the area filled with , there was the highest mountain in the entire wasteland.

Building the temple there could also cultivate the monks' lonely and strong mentality. These were a group of guys who could use their own flesh to rush through the magic attacks of mages. Their own physical strength was terrifyingly abnormal.

"These are already enough. We still have to recruit disciples ourselves. Thank you, Lord, for everything you have done for the inheritance of monks!" He bowed to Zhou Ren very sincerely.

"The psionic curse on you is not without a way to remove it," Geno said, "You only need to practice Qi with me, and that will do!"