MC's career as foreign lord

"Well, well, looks like I'm not going to get a good rest today?" Zhou Ren complained helplessly, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

For two whole years, his strange MC system had finally shown some activity again, and now it was notifying him that the industrial module was ready.

Although, in these two years, for the sake of energy, the ultra-slow generators from the forestry module were practically ready and could even be said to be covering the entire territory, the arrival of industry still held significant importance for his territory's development.

If the electricity from the forestry module could only supply forestry-related machines, then the industrial electricity module could truly bring the entire territory into a special era.

This was also one of the characteristics he could truly discover. For example, relying on the abilities of forestry, many races in his territory could acquire knowledge about plant cultivation and special biological structures.

It was precisely because of the emergence of this module and the special knowledge from forestry that they were able to turn automatic farms and automatic plantations into a reality. Now, those seemingly completely enclosed square buildings throughout the territory are actually part of the automated series.

Speaking of which, he spent a total of a month researching the automatic farm, putting together all those seemingly very agile automated devices and achieving sustainable development and utilization.

But now it's different. If he were to continue making this kind of automated device in the future, the time required might only be 1/10 of what it is now.

After all, compared to the slightly cumbersome hopper system and the even more troublesome conveyor belt and water flow systems, the industrial pipeline and fluid systems could better allow him to directly convert the things in his hands into transportable materials.

Moreover, due to the existence of the special storage drawer module, most items were placed individually, sorted by category, which was actually a very interesting thing.

This also meant that the pipelines for fluids and objects could be directly stuffed into the storage drawers, sorted by category, creating a huge storage wall without the need for more boxes and warehouses.

At worst, he could continue to upgrade the storage drawers with metals like gold, silver, copper, iron, and diamonds, upgrading them into storage spaces large enough to hold a prairie, with those tiny square boxes storing terrifying resources capable of burying the entire elven empire.

It could be said that it was Zhou Ren's own hoarding nature, and it could also be said that the MC items brought huge resource benefits to the territory. In this two-year-long resource exchange, they hardly suffered any losses, and all they gained were pure profits.

And these profits couldn't be converted into money. The territory itself was printing money. Would they use what they made to take back the money they printed? What financial propagation benefit would that have?

So these things were converted into various metals and various magical resources that the territory did not produce. This might be the real reason why the Mage Academy was willing to build a branch here.

After all, coming here meant a ready-made resource production area and a ready-made special resource gathering place. Conducting teaching and experiments here would be much cheaper than in other regions.

Zhou Ren thought for a while and still took out his things, stepping down from his throne.

Since the area across the river was almost entirely a restricted zone, where flower sprites and special bees were raised, this area was not open to ordinary people in the territory, but other people, including those who cultivated bees and the elves who often came here to play, were not included.

However, the territory had been very busy recently. Even the elves often went out to work. After all, these guys were not high-ranking officials who played all day long. Even Zhou Ren had to work every day. If these guys could go out to play every day, he, the lord, would not feel very balanced, would he?

However, the output here had always been one of the key areas guarded by the territory, after all, the things produced inside were enough to drive most people crazy.

Whether it was honey that could obtain special effects, or the special mechanism that could directly generate a monster from the dropped items of a monster.

Or those special honeys that could reduce defense and increase vitality, even to the point of increasing lifespan, improving one's reaction ability, and one's own suppression ability, were all things they wanted but could not get.

For the races outside, obtaining just one of these would be their capital to run rampant across the entire otherworld continent, but for the people in this territory, these things could be obtained inevitably after obtaining a certain amount of contribution.

Originally, Zhou Ren's fishing spot was in his own home, but as a lord, his every word and deed was subject to attention. Although an air wall was set up next to his home, it could not stop those who had heard of his legend from running here to check in and visit. They surrounded the air wall, observing Zhou Ren's every move, making it inconvenient for him to travel every day.

So later, he changed his travel mode, entering the tunnel through the underground passage next to the house every day, taking the rail to go to and from work, and then taking the teleporter to the position he should be in, thus avoiding a wave of observers.

But even so, it still couldn't stop all the busybodies. They had a strong desire to explore such an ordinary person who had achieved such great success.

So the lord's habits were also targeted by them, whether it was going to a certain place to eat on time every day, or running to the private farm to pick some food when he was free, or even dating the elven princess, or coming here alone to fish.

The previous pond naturally couldn't stay, so he chose a large river bank. The place he chose at the beginning was actually very interesting, that was the place where he first fished up the abyssal magic fish.

Strangely enough, apart from the first cast having such good luck, the fishing rod in his hand had even been upgraded to Luck of the Sea, but he still couldn't catch another psionic race, as if that fish was half-limited, adding a curse between him and the psionic race.

It's just that the initial fishing trip was considered relaxed and pleasant, after all, his image was not particularly outstanding. After concealing his more outstanding appearance, he was just one of the fishing crowds by the river.

But these things can't be concealed, especially after some clever person directly printed his lord's image on the territory's currency. His true appearance became impossible to hide. Every time he went fishing, a large area around him would automatically clear out, and then even more people would swarm in, surrounding the area as if paying attention to a lord was a great honor.

At this point, he admired the old fishing buddies around him. They were true fishing enthusiasts, never caring about what the lord was doing, only concerned about whether they had a place to fish. When they realized that this lord might affect their fishing, they would leave without hesitation.

They held fishing rods, all the best models sold in the territory, with one characteristic: they were expensive.

However, this didn't stop the old guys from coming up empty. They caught strange things every day, various enchanted books or shoes, even selling quite a few to the territory. But they never caught the fish they wanted, which was quite a sight.

Zhou Ren smiled and shook his head, getting up from his specially made chair. Today was another day without catching any fish!

With the sun high in the sky, he hastily prepared lunch for himself and decided that after being busy for so long, he should take a good vacation and study the industrial system!

"Mosa!" he said. Before the words were finished, the dark lich had already appeared by his side, finally back in his most familiar clothes.

Except that after a long illness, he looked more like a normal person than a normal person. As the territory's redstone master, lich, and magical potion master, his abilities were praised by almost everyone.

After all, most of the potions needed were provided by Mosa. He was the indispensable pillar of the territory. Even if Zhou Ren disappeared for a while, it didn't matter, because this lord really didn't have much presence.

But Mosa was different. The No. 1 Potion Research Institute, composed entirely of crows, distributed potions every day, almost causing a small earthquake in the entire territory, and the monthly small auction made the tremor reach its peak.

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From any perspective, this was a very interesting thing. The potions made through the territory's special methods, the plants with special functions, and the people who needed the potions together formed a special symphony that echoed throughout the territory and never stopped.

Zhou Ren's eyes were intoxicated, but unexpectedly firm. "Suspend the production and distribution of potions. I need you to put more effort into the territory! At least for the next half month, I won't have any time. You help me manage the territory!"

"Your will, Master!" Mosa nodded. This was normal. He would execute anything Zhou Ren's will decided. This was just a routine for the past two years!

Zhou Ren nodded, relieved.

They had been working together for so long, so he didn't need to worry about any problems. What he needed to worry about were some situations from the outside world. After all, internal problems could be solved no matter what, but once external changes occurred and the internal didn't have time to turn around, it would be very dangerous.

This was also Mosa's main concern. Without Zhou Ren as the leader, they couldn't make decisions on many things.

"You don't have to worry about this. I will appear in the virtual world every night. You can ask me directly then!" Zhou Ren said. This was also a backup plan he had prepared, lest he really became addicted to studying the module and a big problem occurred in the territory that couldn't be solved, which would be terrible.

The territory now was no longer what it used to be, small in size, with only a few people inside. The most numerous creatures were skeletons, adding up to less than 100. At that time, he could do whatever he wanted without worrying about turning around.

But now, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people depended on him for food. His every move would affect countless people, countless families, and involve various behaviors and activities across half the continent. If he didn't occasionally show his face, people would suspect that he had been kidnapped after only half a month of disappearance.

After all, the benefits he faced were too terrifying, whether it was the right to issue wealth or the powerful laws that declared that all countries, races, and even churches must abide by the laws of his territory.

After all, legendary mages had thought about not expressing it in the territory, but found that under the suppression of the terrifying territory rules, even legends couldn't use their own power. They speculated that to break through such a shield, it would take at least a demigod.

This also meant that, in a practical sense, the territory's own attributes were already close to a demigod. Some people had even begun to speculate that this was a fallen divine kingdom, and the so-called lord was just a front man pushed out by the gods.

Thinking about it this way seemed more reasonable. Zhou Ren, as a front man, looked quite qualified. He lived in seclusion, didn't ask about worldly affairs, and apart from negotiating with a few related races, most of the negotiations were actually unrelated to this lord.

Wasn't this the style of a front man? It couldn't just be a name on the surface. The people who represented him internally were not him at all, but the hands of those races, the leaders of those churches, the head housekeeper of this territory, or some key research institute controllers.

"You can just come and notify me if anything happens. As long as it's not a big deal, you can handle it!" Zhou Ren said. He delegated power quite readily, after all, he didn't have the desire to control everything. All the authority belonged to him, and even if someone wanted to seize this power from him, they would have to see if they had such good teeth.

The lich's black figure disappeared quietly, leaving only a young man in place, frowning and thinking about where he should go now.

He found that having a large territory also had its drawbacks. For example, he wanted to find a place where he could develop industry safely and without being affected by others, but he couldn't find one no matter how hard he thought.

"Forget it, I can only go to the lower realm to find it. If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the Gate of Hell!" Zhou Ren said, his figure quickly disappearing.