Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

"What's with that expression of 'you're screwed, you're going to be exiled again'?" Suddenly, a teasing voice came from behind Gast.

"Teacher Vixen!?" Gast turned around and saw a familiar figure.

The man looked to be in his early forties, with rare long ice-blue hair that was soft enough to make any woman envious. He was wearing a black bachelor's robe and holding a book in his hand. His chin was slightly raised, and there was a hint of arrogance in his calm expression.

A person who almost perfectly fits the image of a scholar. In fact, he is indeed one of the most knowledgeable scholars in the Holy Empire, a professor at the Holy Empire National Academy of Magic, Vixen Booker.

In addition to this identity, Vixen's most eye-catching identity is the consultant on alien issues in the Holy Empire Regent Cabinet Advisory Group.

"Don't call me teacher! I don't have a student like you who hasn't submitted his graduation thesis for almost ten years!" Vixen raised his eyebrows and scolded Gast for addressing him. "Have you finished your thesis this time?"

"I've finished writing it, of course I've finished writing it." Gast smiled apologetically, and then changed the subject. "It's just... I left my paper on Iwojin Island."

"You kid..." Vixen shook his head helplessly and was about to leave.

"Teacher! Please wait a moment!" Gast stopped Vixen who was about to leave. "I want to ask you something."

"Hurry up and tell me. I have limited time and I have an important experiment to do soon." Vixen said patiently.

As a magician, Vixen possesses the very rare ice attribute, and as a scholar, Vixen's most famous research is the physiology of alien races.

The report on the edible bodies of green-skinned orcs, the physiological characteristics of vampires and undead, the correct way to mate with dwarves, and the feasibility of reproduction between humans and beastmen are all the results of Vixen's research.

As for how he conducted his research, Vixen never disclosed it to the public, but everyone who had seen Vixen's research methods gave him the same nickname: the Cold Bachelor.

"It's like this." Gast asked simply. "Where is His Majesty the Regent going in person?"

"Are you worried that His Majesty will go to Ivozhen Island?" Vixen sneered.

"Don't worry, it's not the Regent's turn to personally take action on that broken island." Vixen looked through the window to the north where the Regent left. "There are so many enemies around the empire, even if it's a turn, it won't be the turn of the beastmen on that broken island."

Vixen's words made Gast react, and he cursed himself for being stupid.

There are so many enemies around the Holy Empire, and it is not the turn of the Regent to lead the army to fight against the Chaos Beastmen on the Island of Ivozhen.

In the north there are the Norse barbarians coming from the sea, in the east there are nomads across the country of Slieve, in the southeast there are the omnipresent vampire undead, in the badlands of the south there are countless green-skinned orcs who may come waaaaagh at any time, and in the west Batoran will occasionally have minor frictions with the Holy Empire.

Even the internal affairs of the empire are not without worries. The princes with their own ulterior motives and the cultists lurking in various places will give the empire little surprises from time to time.

If not to Aiwozhen Island, where would the Regent go in person?

"The Norse pirates from the north are coming again." Without Gast asking, Vixen took the initiative to explain. "This year's Norse pirates are particularly crazy. The entire northern coast of the empire has been attacked. According to the front-line war reports, the attacking pirates are mainly followers of the Blood God, and there are even demonized ones. That's why the Regent wants to lead the expedition in person."

Chapter 66 Camp Construction Plan

After being treated as a dress-up doll by Ilufa and having his clothes changed into several sets, Linde finally managed to escape and walked out of the tent.

"It took a long time." Outside the tent, Alisa and Efit were still waiting patiently. When Linde finally came out, they walked up together. "You...eh?"

Just as she was about to complain, Alisa was stunned.

"You should ask your mother." Linde shook his head speechlessly. "It's just a set of clothes. Why did it take so long?"

Lind didn't have any particular concerns about clothes. It was the same before he traveled through time. He always wore a white coat to work and wore something fancy underneath. Even if he wore open-crotch pants, no one would notice.

But just because she doesn't care doesn't mean others don't care. Ilufa successfully made Linde feel like a mother, as she was diligently picking clothes for her.

When Linde came out of the tent, he was already a little depressed. If you didn't know, you would think that the charming lady and the childish boy had done some heavy work in there. Although it took a lot of time, it must be said that the clothes that Ilufa chose for Linde were quite suitable for him.

The black top was a little tight, outlining the powerful muscle curves, the lower body was loose pants, and the waist was a leather belt that Ilufa strongly requested. In addition to the clothes, Ilufa also did some hair for Linde, making Linde, who already had a good foundation, look even more pleasing to the eye.

"It suits you very well." After taking a look at Lind's new look, Efit praised sincerely.

"Mom has good taste." Elisa blushed and turned her head to the side.

Linde didn't take the compliments from the two to heart. This outfit was just a coincidence. The most important thing was that Linde got the truth from Ilufa.

There would be no chance of any reinforcements or ships arriving from the Holy Empire for at least a year.

The colony on Ivojin Island was officially organized by the Holy Empire. Now that the former head of the colony, Count Gast Gaines, has escaped, the Holy Empire may think that the colony on Ivojin Island has completely fallen and no reinforcements will come.

Since the Holy Empire officials probably thought that all the colonies had fallen and would not send new people to build the colonies in a short period of time, according to the Holy Empire's convention, it would take at least until this time next year for people to come from the Holy Empire.

Ilufa seriously told Lind to keep this news a secret and not to tell anyone. He must keep his mouth shut and not tell anyone, including Elisa. Once this news leaked out, it would be a devastating blow to the morale of the entire camp.

As for why Ilufa told Linde about this, Ilufa said that she believed Linde's words, and telling Linde the truth would also make Linde calm down and build the territory seriously.

That’s right, Ilfa saw that Lind was one of the few people in the entire camp who did not want to return to the Holy Empire, but instead wanted to build a camp here.

For a year, at least a year, everyone in the camp could not leave Aiwozhen Island and could only make their own living. As for whether the Holy Empire would send someone else to take over after a year, that was another matter.

After receiving a positive response, Linde also decided to come up with a long-term plan to build the entire camp. Since it is a long-term stay, there are more things to consider, such as the accommodation cannot be a simple tent, but a sturdy house.

Houses can be built with wood. There are carpenters and ready-made technicians in the camp. However, when it comes to building houses, the first thing Linde thinks of is cement.

In addition to shelter, another more urgent issue is food. So many people cannot survive for too long relying solely on hunting, but if the number of people in the camp increases further, sooner or later all the prey in the forest will be hunted down.

That's right, the number of people in the camp should continue to increase. Linde asked Ilufa how many people there were originally on Aiwozhen Island. Ilufa said that there were about 18,000 people in the two cities plus some scattered villages. After the two colonial cities fell, many people fled into the forest in the chaos, so it was not surprising that there were survivors.

"What are you writing?" Elisa came over and looked at what Linde was writing.

"The future construction plan of the camp." Linde answered without looking up. "The Countess has given me full responsibility for the planning of the camp."

"Hey~ Does my mom trust you so much?" Elisa asked in a long voice.

"Because you, Sir Lind, are very reliable." Efit said with a smile.

At this time, Efit was really like a secretary, sitting next to Lind and helping him organize his things, while Elisa seemed to be redundant, doing nothing beside him.

The mother wanted Elisa to build a good relationship with Lind and to be Lind's assistant, but the question was how to do it? She had never been an assistant before.

Alisa, who was really bored, came over to Efit and looked at what Lind was writing on the paper.

Then Alisa's eyes started to roll around.

"what is this?"

"Steam engine."

"What about this?"

"Maxim."

"……this?"

"Nylon black stockings."

Elisa was stunned. Not only did she not understand what the words were, she could only barely recognize a few patterns. They were obviously the same age, and she was a magic apprentice, but she couldn't even understand what a knight's squire wrote. Was the family education of the Ryan family so strict?

Lind wanted to continue writing down his thoughts, but found that he had no paper.

Some scratched their heads in annoyance, but still had to make paper.

Memories will continue to fade, especially those that are not used in daily work. Before crossing over, Lind liked to read all kinds of miscellaneous books and learned a lot of things that were not used in daily work. Lind wanted to take advantage of the fact that his memory had not faded and write down as much knowledge as possible that might be used in the future.

While writing these things, Linde kept feeling a voice echoing in his ears, and he was particularly excited. If nothing unexpected happened, it must be the whisper of some evil god, so Linde simply ignored it.

To be on the safe side, Linde wrote it in Chinese characters, which makes it basically impossible for anyone else in this world to decipher it.

Just then, there was a noisy sound outside the tent.

"I knew it! I knew it! Nothing good will happen if I go out with you!" In the camp, Winter got angry at Ram.

"Don't I have a plan? And this time it has nothing to do with me. It's your own bad luck. Don't blame me." Ram said with a wicked smile.

Hearing the sound, Lind walked out of the tent, only to see that the material recovery team that went to the ruins of Dundalk City had returned, and there was a dirty Chaos Beastman in the team.

"What is this?" Lind pointed at the struggling Chaos Beastman in confusion.

"This is the gift we brought to you." Ram waved his hand.

Chapter 67 God’s Mission to Believers

On the second day of camp construction, with the experience gained from the first day, the serfs' work enthusiasm increased significantly and they were able to complete the tasks assigned to them without any supervision.

In order to compete with each other, the serfs not only completed the tasks, but also spontaneously studied ways to improve work efficiency, such as how to sharpen wooden sticks to save effort when driving them into the ground, and how to tie tents more firmly.

What motivated them was not the whip or the punishment, but simply the opportunity to eat meat.

Farmers and herdsmen are not stupid or lazy, they just lack the motivation to work.

In order to avoid a huge gap and other teams losing their enthusiasm because they had no hope of winning first place, Lind gave an order the next day that except for the first place, the second and third place teams could drink meat soup. In other words, more than half of the five teams could eat meat or drink soup, which further aroused the enthusiasm of the serfs.

In addition to the incentive policy, Lind also ordered that all serfs, regardless of their job rank, must be guaranteed adequate food. Hungry people will not work no matter how tempting the incentives are.

With the good demonstration on the first day, the work efficiency on the second day was obviously further improved.

"Look! This is what we found in Dundalk!" Ram excitedly pulled away the cloth covering the carriage, revealing a whole carriage of metal products.

"Are these...weapons and farm tools?" Lind checked them out, picked up one of them, and found that it was the head of a hoe.

"Yes." Ram nodded. "Although it was burned, it should still be usable."

The camp was in great need of tools. Some of the tools used were brought by the people when they escaped, and some were provided by the new beastmen. Although Dundalk City was burned down, some metal products were still preserved.

The buildings in Dundalk are basically made of wood, and the burning temperature cannot melt all metal products.

I picked up a few at random and took a look. There were farm tools with burnt wooden handles, and some relatively intact weapons, such as swords, hammers, etc., but all of them were burnt black.

Metal is one of Linde's blind spots in knowledge. Linde is not clear about the impact of high temperature of flame on iron products, but it is obvious that they cannot be used as before.

"Then what is this?" After checking the collection team's harvest, Lind pointed to the tied Chaos Beastman in the team.

In addition to the members of the gathering team, there was also a Chaos Beastman in the team. He was tied up tightly, staring at the people around him with big eyes like copper bells, and drooling from the corners of his mouth.

"Here." Ram smiled. "We caught this in Dundalk."

"This Chaos Beastman was found in Dundalk City. He was hiding in a ruin. When we approached, he suddenly attacked." Winter took over and touched his cheek. "He jumped on me and punched me."

"So this is your own bad luck, and it has nothing to do with me." Ram spread his hands with a wicked smile, feeling as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune.

According to usual casual conversations, Knight Ram has always had bad luck and is often unlucky, while Winter, on the contrary, is often able to avoid sudden attacks. Therefore, it was Winter who was unlucky this time, and Ram was somewhat gloating.

"Yeah." Lind nodded repeatedly. "So why did you bring it back?"

"Eh?" Ram was stunned. "Um...didn't your god give you a mission?"

"what?"

"That's right, the Mother Goddess of Earth." Ram reminded.

After hearing this, Linde finally reacted.

In this world, believers need not just believe in and pray to God. If they want to gain God's favor, obtain the power bestowed by God, or anything else, they need to complete designated tasks.

Different gods have different tasks to do, and the same god may have different tasks depending on the believers. When saving Ilfa, Ram saw Lind transforming Chaos Beastmen into New Beastmen, and Ram thought that this was the KPI set by the Earth Mother Goddess for her believers.

Converting believers of other gods into believers of the god you believe in, no matter which god it is, is a great achievement.

The Earth Mother Goddess had indeed told Lind to help her transform the Chaos Beastmen as much as possible, so that she would grant him the power equivalent to being chosen by God even if he did not believe in her. Since it was delivered to him, Lind might as well do it.

It is now afternoon, and most of the people who went out to work have returned. Soon this place attracted the attention of many people, and they gathered here.

"Is Linde going to unleash the power of Mother Earth?" Soon, Ilfa was also attracted and asked curiously.

"Yes." Elisa stared with dead eyes. "But mother, you'd better not get your hopes up."

"Eh?"

It is human nature to watch the fun, especially in this camp where there is a lack of entertainment. Almost everyone gathered around to watch the fun.

Linde was helpless. It was impossible to drive them away, so he could only contact the Mother Goddess of Earth directly.

(Amora, are you there?)

(Yes, my dear...why do you smell like that chicken?) The Mother Earth Goddess responded quickly, but the first sentence made Lind alert.

(The chicken?)

(I won't tell you the name of the evil god. Knowing the name of the god will make you more likely to be noticed by the evil god.) Amora explained. (You have the scent of the evil god on you. He once set his sights on you not long ago.)

(Oh.) Linde said indifferently, he was used to evil gods and such. (You gods are so idle, why do you always pay attention to a mortal like me?)

(Mortal? Hehehe...) Amora smiled strangely.