fynovel Chapter 71 Cheers to the Family
Chapter 71 Cheers to the Family
That night.
Inside the camp, the campfire roared.
The serfs and snow hares gathered around the campfire and the large stew pot, their faces beaming with happy smiles, occasionally letting out bursts of cheers.
In the open space in front of the lord's mansion, the long table was moved over and filled with carefully prepared delicacies.
A table laden with dishes of stewed cabbage and wolf meat, pan-fried bacon with carrot strips, strawberry jam with parsnips, and more.
It's made with plenty of ingredients like butter, olive oil, and rosemary, resulting in a wonderfully fragrant dish.
What's even more striking is that all the dishes exude a vibrant purple hue, brimming with a life force so intense it's almost tangible, with wisps of pale purple mist swirling above the plates.
Just a gentle sniff is enough to open up all the pores of your body, making you feel completely relaxed, as if even your soul has been nourished.
The guards sat around the long table, staring at the lavish dishes laid out before them, their eyes wide and mouths watering.
--Iridium Crops!
Owen and Im, the younger guards, had only seen such a large-scale operation once or twice before.
This whole table is filled with dishes made from Iridium crops, it's like a dream!
Karl's eyes widened, and he murmured softly.
"The Wolf Territory can only produce one Iridium Star crop every one or two years, and each one is a rare and precious gem."
"Even the serfs who harvest it will receive a gold coin and the status of a free citizen as a reward; it's incredibly valuable..."
He paused, then suddenly turned to look at Richard in the main seat. His eyes no longer showed shock, but rather deep worry.
"Now that Chiffon can produce Iridium crops on a large scale, if this secret were to be leaked, the entire wasteland would probably be trampled flat, right?"
"Sir, I think if you didn't buy more serfs, even if it were just a hundred more, we should still be able to manage."
His words were actually implying that Richard was being overly cautious.
As for free people, forget about it. Apart from their families, no one is willing to come and settle in this wasteland.
Richard shrugged and smiled helplessly. He raised his silver wine glass and gently swirled the wine inside.
"Take it slow. Only when you all grow up quickly can I start doing things more freely."
He was well aware of this principle, but before the snowball could start rolling, he could only try to develop cautiously.
They didn't dare to alter the fields too much, and had to plant several rings of pine trees to cover them up.
The Venusian version is acceptable, but if people knew that Chiffon could mass-produce Iridium crops, even the royal family would be envious to the point of madness and would send troops to seize them without regard for etiquette.
There are only two ways to make Chiffon strong quickly: either strengthen its high-end combat power and expand its monster army, and eventually build an invincible monster legion.
Either rapidly increase the population, select usable individuals from among them, and then gradually cultivate them into loyal fighting forces.
But the problem came again.
Once the population surges, it will be impossible to fully control it with the current number of guards and militia.
If newly joined subjects or serfs were to reveal the secrets of Iridium crops, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In Richard's view
Unless one adopts a militaristic approach, constantly waging war on all sides and using blood and fire to select loyal soldiers, it is unrealistic to expand Chiffon Territory into a large territory in a short period of time.
He prefers a gradual approach, adding a small number of people every now and then, and then slowly naturalizing them, taking things one step at a time to solidify his base.
You can't get fat in one bite.
That's just bloating.
Just like the twenty militiamen now.
We'll train them for a while longer, and also let them hone their skills in the mines, until they fully develop an identification with and sense of belonging to Chiffon Territory.
Once their loyalty level was met, each person was assigned an Iridium crop, which brought them all to the extraordinary level.
At that time.
He planned to purchase another 500 serfs and repeat this training model. He believed that within a year, Chiffon Territory would surely possess a terrifying army.
thereby...
—Looking down upon the entire empire!
...
Now that he already had a plan in mind, Richard didn't want to dwell on the matter too much, so he raised his wine cup and smiled at everyone:
"Alright, tonight's the victory celebration! What are we waiting for? Eat to your heart's content!"
"Aww!"
The guards cheered and, unable to resist any longer, picked up their knives and forks and began to wolf down their food.
The life energy contained in Iridium crops is terrifying. After taking a bite, you can feel a surge of heat coursing through your body, which eventually remains in your bloodstream.
soon.
Even those guards who haven't yet reached the extraordinary level exude a faint life force, a sign that they've reached the initial stage of extraordinary status.
On the long chiffon table, there are no ordinary people left!
Karl and Im were overjoyed at their companions' progress, banging on the table and yelling excitedly.
...
Barrett stared blankly at his hands. His originally rough skin had become much firmer, and the thick calluses on his palms were peeling away.
He felt an inexhaustible power surging through his body. This miraculous change left him somewhat bewildered, his face filled with disbelief.
A while later.
The burly northern man suddenly covered his face with his hands and let out a suppressed sob.
"grown ups..."
"thank you..."
He spoke haltingly, his voice filled with gratitude, as he cried.
He spent nine years in the Wolf Army and underwent nine years of basic tests, but he never managed to reach the extraordinary level.
Ultimately, he was deemed to have extremely mediocre talent and was thus treated like an exile, being sent to pioneer the Chiffon Campaign.
After arriving at Chiffon, he realized that he indeed did not have any extraordinary talent.
Meanwhile, Kyrie Irving, Irm, and Carmelo Anthony, who were all considered to have mediocre talent, were all able to break through the defense smoothly.
The contrast between the two inevitably evokes a sense of sadness and loss.
In this rigidly hierarchical world, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to climb the social ladder.
A person with no money or power.
Only by joining the lord's army or becoming a fanatical follower of the Goddess of Light can one have a chance to turn their life around.
If you get this opportunity but still can't advance to the extraordinary level, then it means your life is over.
They can only lead a mediocre life and eventually fade into obscurity.
Although the lord had promised that even if they were forced to eat life-giving food, they would all be elevated to the ranks of the extraordinary.
But when that moment actually came true, he still felt it was like a dream.
Although the heart was not pumping.
But the soul was already stirring.
The life energy flowing through his body is not only a symbol of power, but also represents the fact that his fate, which was originally destined to be an ordinary life, was reversed by the lord.
This moved him to tears, and he could only express it by weeping.
...
Richard glanced at Barrett, then at Remington, who was weeping, and at the table full of excited guards, his tone wistful.
"I was driven by wolves and became an outcast on the wasteland, and so are you."
These words were like a knife piercing the hearts of the guards. Owen's eyes instantly reddened, and he looked down at his hands, tears streaming down his face.
"but..."
"We are all very lucky because we are together. Chiffon cake exists because of me and will be glorious because of you."
"We are all newborns of chiffon cake now; we rise and fall together!"
"Let's keep working hard, together we'll create a glorious future for chiffon cake, a prosperous and everlasting tradition!"
Upon hearing their lord's sincere and earnest words, all the guards responded with the utmost respect.
Karl secretly wiped away a tear, his heart filled with mixed emotions. The lord's words had already made the implication quite clear.
He has shared both glory and hardship with Chiffon, and it seems that he will be knighted in the future!
He stood up, raised his wine glass high, and spoke with great enthusiasm.
"Cheers to the family!"
All the guards followed suit.
"Cheers to the family!!"
Richard smiled and picked up his wine glass to drink with all the guards.
...
Im downed his glass of ale, let out a satisfied sigh, and wiped the smudges from the corner of his mouth.
Sudden.
As if he had just thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to Richard with great excitement:
"My lord!"
"I have a way to increase the population of Chiffon Cake by a lot, and they'll all be trustworthy people!"