MC's career as foreign lord

This place wasn't uninhabited. There was a small treehouse on the Tree of Life. Seymour, the elven ranger whom Zhou Ren had rescued, lived above on this Tree of Life.

This was the location he had signed with the Tree of Life, and also his residence. Because this Tree of Life was planted relatively early, it had already grown into a massive, towering tree.

According to the elves, if a Tree of Life existed long enough, suffered no damage, and surpassed its lifespan, it would eventually grow into an Eternal Tree.

Of course, it couldn't grow into the World Tree. Yggdrasil would always be unique. However, an Eternal Tree was enough to become a foundation for a race.

Even the elves, who possessed the most Trees of Life, had no more than three Eternal Trees, and those were one for each of their three sub-races. Other races had only seen the name in documents, and might not have even encountered one.

Zhou Ren abandoned such baseless thoughts. Even in his territory, where the Tree of Life grew exceptionally fast, becoming a so-called Eternal Tree would take tens of thousands of years.

As a human, he found it difficult to casually mention 'ten thousand years.' Having not experienced such a long period, he struggled to imagine what ten thousand years truly meant.

Seymour was very vigilant, likely due to his status as a legendary elven ranger. The advancement path for legendary warriors differed greatly from that of legendary mages.

For all spellcaster classes, destiny usually involved bizarre tasks or experiences. However, warriors and rangers often faced special decisions and trials.

For example, defeating a powerful enemy at a critical moment, or successfully breaking through when nearing the end of their lifespan. Under such destiny-like trials, success meant ascending to legend, while failure naturally led to death and the extinction of their clan.

In a world where the path to godhood was completely lost, the legendary rank was the highest achievement for ordinary people, naturally entailing the most rigorous trials.

Due to certain legendary experiences, Seymour possessed a keen awareness far surpassing others. The moment Zhou Ren arrived, he jumped down from the tree.

"Have you and the elven rangers spotted any orcs here?" Although the territory faced many enemies, Zhou Ren was most concerned about the orcs.

Unlike the elves, with whom he had reached an agreement, he had no such arrangement with the orcs, only battles and deep-seated grudges.

These orcs were also very sensible. Since they couldn't cross the strong winds for the past half-month during his territory's construction, they built a unique war fortress on the opposite grassland.

Orcs weren't savage monsters or pathetic creatures who only knew how to fight. They possessed a complete cultural concept and a strong racial identity.

In their eyes, the world consisted of only two types of people: slaves and enemies. Therefore, they always had vassal races under their command.

When Zhou Ren's territory stood firmly before them, they didn't consider peace talks. Instead, they built a war fortress, planning for future battles.

Orcs were a complete seed, so their war fortresses were built with both stone and wood. He could even see traces of special orcs at the top of the Tree of Life.

Those were orc priests or shamans. Presumably, after the strong wind period, they would forcibly infiltrate this area to obtain the destiny of the previous legendary powerhouse.

After all, this destiny belonged to a strong orc, and their race would definitely have records of it. This meant that other legendary figures had no way to compete with the orcs for this destiny.

This wasn't absolute. If the orcs couldn't overcome Zhou Ren's obstruction, they wouldn't be able to obtain this destiny.

The Tree of Life was something they had to deal with. As long as Zhou Ren ordered the Tree of Life to create an obstruction, aside from completely penetrating the tree, the orcs had no other good way to cross this barrier.

"Under the conditions of strong winds, I am confident that with our current manpower, the Tree of Life below will prevent anyone from arriving, and the aerial reconnaissance will be shot down by crossbows!" Seymour said.

"It seems my sunlight sensor is very useful!" Zhou Ren said with a smile, claiming he wouldn't use redstone, but now he had made redstone contraptions an essential part of defending the territory.

These seemingly inconspicuous redstone structures and mechanisms would be excellent tools for defending against the orcs. By connecting sunlight sensors and redstone circuits, any enemy passing in front would be attacked by dispensers.

This was a simple setup. Anyway, the drops from the mob spawner were piling up, and the dedicated monster warehouse below was almost full.

He had to repair all usable armor and weapons and melt down everything unusable, leaving some space for the monster drops.

This was the main reason he was eager to create the villager trading platform. Only with an endless villager platform could he consume these drops. Trading with different priests would also yield a large number of emeralds, which could be used to upgrade storage drawers. This would be a perfect cycle.

Because these resources were already overflowing, the skeleton arrows that spawned had also accumulated a lot. He had stockpiled tens of thousands of arrows in the past half-month. If he didn't find a way to use them, he didn't know when he would ever run out.

"If new orcs come to attack us, relying on the Tree of Life, how many people do you need to stop their attack?" Zhou Ren asked, preparing for a rainy day.

As a loyal warrior of the territory for the past thousand years, Seymour had nothing to hold back. After thinking for a moment, he said.

"I can't be sure. Orcish attacks are usually launched when they have the utmost confidence. Their numbers are generally several times greater than the defending force, and they must have a numerical advantage in legendary figures!"

Zhou Ren waved his hand, "You don't need to worry about legendary power. If they send legendary figures, we will have combat power to deal with them!"

He was confident in this. So many legendary figures had come from the Underworld. He didn't believe the orcs would dare to attack his small territory, sending more than ten legendary figures at once.

As long as the number of crippled figures didn't exceed ten, Zhou Ren had absolute confidence in sending them all back, whether with new equipment or special potions, both of which had such effects.

He directly instructed Mosa to rush over with two bottles of harming potions and hit a few of the Legendaries with that, then just scatter two bottles of poison directly over them.

The potions from the MC's alchemy system would give them a rude awakening, and the special enchantments with various attributes, as well as all sorts of enchantment books, could also bring them special, extraordinary experiences.

Flame Aspect and Frost Walker had already been experienced, he wondered if they would be willing to experience the special feeling from the Power enchantment again?

He also wondered if Legendary warriors with the Power enchantment added could give them a bit of a powerful experience?

Not to mention the specially enchanted weapons and tools in the Tinker's Construct system, the Legendary warriors holding their full set of tools, maybe even some parts of the Traveler's Gear set, holding enchanted weapons, and carrying all sorts of enchanted tools and books, I ask you, how could they lose?

Hearing Zhou Ren's words that seemed like a guarantee, Seymour naturally became excited, "If we don't need to worry about Legendary powerhouses, and are only facing their soldiers, then I need your crossbows and enough arrows. As long as this wall of the Tree of Life doesn't collapse, we can build a city wall behind it and withstand all attacks!"

Of course, this wasn't just boasting. Most of the warriors under his command were still building the territory's city walls. However, the inner ring of city walls within the territory had already been completed, and they were currently building the outer city walls.

Due to the strong winds, only the city walls facing the Orcs were taking a break. The others could only continue construction after the strong winds subsided.

The cunning Elven Dream built the city walls between the Trees of Life, that is, at the junctions between some trees, but from the outside, it was clearly inside the tree wall.

This also meant that unless the Orcs completely cut down the Trees of Life, they would never have the opportunity to attack the city walls.

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And this was a blatant open conspiracy. How could the Orcs, who had fought with the Elves for tens of thousands of years, not know how difficult it was to conquer these so-called natural walls, unbreakable barriers, and the powerful, even terrifying, Trees of Life?

The Tree of Life was known as the last guarantee of a race. Even in times when the Elven race's Legendaries were declining, they could still struggle through those times with the Tree of Life.

These trees with self-awareness, whether as natural barriers or natural life enhancements, or even active attacks, could be considered top-tier Legendaries with infinite power.

And the Elves had even greater enhancements, which were the Treant races living in the Tree of Life: the Ancient of War, the Ancient Protector, and the Ancient of Lore.

These Treants who had lived next to the Tree of Life for a long time were the true hope for the continuation of their race. Even without this, his territory could, in a sense, be called impregnable.

"I'll give you direct permission to collect the arrows. You can summon all the Elves who have stopped building the city walls to be your archers and territory personnel!" Zhou Ren said.

Every Legendary powerhouse would naturally become a builder and leader of the territory, so he didn't need to worry about these people rebelling.

"Of course, you can also recruit people from other races. As long as you have the ability, even if you recruit everyone in the entire territory to your command and make them warriors, I won't object!"

"At the same time, I'll give you a sum of money to distribute to them as funds and benefits. You can adjust the scale of this yourself!" This was Zhou Ren's method of controlling them. All troops needed money, and where did the wealth come from? Apart from taxes, the most was, of course, various businesses.

Zhou Ren, who controlled almost all the businesses in the territory, had great power.

And Seymour, who could become a Legendary powerhouse, was certainly not a fool who only knew how to shoot arrows. Under the circumstances of being screened by destiny, every Legendary powerhouse was a well-rounded warrior.

Just like when Zhou Ren and the others encountered those Orcs before, everyone thought they had been blinded by anger and lost their minds, so they wanted to fight him to the death.

But those Orc Legendary powerhouses left the scene very quickly, not giving them a chance to chase them at all. All the anger was just a disguise.

This kind of analysis was truly in line with reality. This Elven Ranger who could become a Legendary powerhouse naturally had remarkable commanding skills. Which Ranger hadn't emerged from the Elven race's frequent archer teams?

"Following your orders, Lord!" Seymour, who had narrowly escaped with his life, certainly wouldn't say anything. He was hoping to gain more capital and become the actual Ranger leader of this territory. After all, he had to stay here for 1,000 years, and if he didn't get along well with the Lord, his future days might be very difficult.

Zhou Ren certainly had this intention as well. He wanted these Elves guarding the territory's borders to do more, even if it was just using more bows and crossbows and consuming some of his arrows.

Now that the territory was so large, one mob farm was enough, but in the future, after the territory expanded dramatically, more mob farms would be needed, so the various stockpiled resources would naturally be even greater.

Rotten flesh and those things could all be used for synthesis or exchange, but only bows and arrows were among the few things that couldn't be exchanged at all. But bows and arrows were meant to be shot, weren't they? Then just shoot a few more out, and that would be it.

He even planned to let these Elven Rangers accumulate more experience points during this period. It would be best if everyone could accumulate a set of enchanted armor and weapons by the time the next storm left. If that was the case, the Orcs who had surrounded this territory for two months might receive some even more magical surprises.

Anyway, you've all become beasts and are no longer human, so it's only right for me to give you some surprises, right?

Zhou Ren silently complained. Standing on top of this tree, he could even see traces of some Orc priests. He even saw a certain priest staring at him, muttering something in his mouth, as if he was cursing something.

"Heh heh!" Zhou Ren smiled, because the strong winds prevented others from attacking, but that didn't mean he couldn't attack. How could he indulge these guys?

He directly pulled out the longbow made by Tinker's Construct, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, hoping that this obsidian arrowhead could give the ignorant Orc priest in front of him a little lesson!