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Chapter 19 The Newborn Crows

After understanding the situation after the upgrade, Ronan walked slowly out of the basement that had been turned into a research workshop.

With his departure, the original eye-catching dark golden alchemy furnace lost its luster.

The surface became darker, and the gaping mouth in the middle slowly closed, like a part of the protruding wall, blending with the environment.

The white birch research table, the three books on it, and the scenes of Ronan's study and research that were originally recorded inside disappeared, leaving only blank pages.

Everything is silent.

Dusk has come, night is coming.

Ronan stood outside the castle, looking at the soldiers who had finished tidying up their residence not far away.

Ed was using his loud voice to direct them to the last drill before disbanding tonight.

"My lord, the food we currently have can only last for two weeks. The environment near the castle lacks woodland rivers, and it is difficult to find prey for hunting. There is an urgent need for a new way to supplement food."

Old Mo walked towards Ronan from one end, reporting the current material situation with a serious expression.

Ronan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Not only that, but he knew that besides food, there were many other problems that needed to be solved as soon as possible.

After his soldiers are full, they still need to have goals.

In the previous itinerary, facing various difficulties along the way, the goal in the hearts of the soldiers was to reach the destination safely, and for this reason, they were tense and devoted themselves to training.

But now they have reached the end.

From the training in front of him, Ronan could see that many soldiers were slack in their movements.

It's not a big deal, it's human nature to want to rest and relax after a long journey, and no one can avoid it.

The problem is that if Ronan can't set new goals in time, even if he keeps normal training, this team that has managed to gain some momentum will start to loosen up.

This is Hanfengling, a strange land, where they have no relatives, no memory, no life.

Ronan needs to give them a visible goal, let them know that as long as they are under their own hands, they will be rewarded after sweating.

For example, marry a beautiful wife, get a rich life, and be respected by the people.This will allow them to take root in the cold wind collar and protect his territory with all their heart.

Strict military discipline is only the external appearance of a strong army, and the internal belonging is the reason for their desperate efforts.

Fortunately, these problems are not unsolvable. Ronan looked towards the position where the sun was setting, and there was a black city in that direction.

The plan of permafrost development cannot be carried out in a short time, but the Black Rock City, which is close at hand, can help him relieve his worries.

"Food, artisans, population, and financial gaps are a bit big, but it's not necessarily true. Maybe it doesn't cost money." After thinking about it, Ronan called Ed from a distance.

"The day after tomorrow, I will take Old Motou with me to Black Rock City, and I will come back in about a week. You stay here in the territory and continue to train soldiers."

"Brother, won't you take me with you?" Ed looked worried.

"I need someone I trust enough to guard this place for me, without worrying about my safety."

Ronan patted him, and then asked White to take ten soldiers to get ready and go together the day after tomorrow.

With his current ability, he doesn't need to be afraid of foreign attacks.

An enemy he can't stop, it doesn't make sense to have Ed by his side.

After arranging the itinerary, Ronan cast his eyes on an old dead tree outside the castle, where a flock of black crows was gathering and calling noisily.

Seeing Ronan approaching, the crows were not only not afraid, but their calls became louder, and their eyes all looked at him.

As a kind of gregarious bird, crows have a high IQ, which gives them a certain desire to socialize in groups. They especially like to make noise before going to bed, just like human beings talking at night in bed.

Ronan took out a small piece of bread from his pocket and held it out in their direction.

There was a brief silence among the crows, and they tilted their heads and looked at each other.

After a few seconds, one of them couldn't bear the temptation and flew towards Ronan with flapping wings.

It flies very fast, and it can be seen that there is a plan to grab and run.

It's just that when it grabbed the bread, Ronan had already pointed its head with his fingers.

Spiritual projection.

This is the specialty that Ronan just acquired. It can use mana to mark in the brain of a creature. After the mark is successful, it can project its own spirituality to control the opponent's actions.

Wisdom will be judged when marking, if the wisdom is too high, it will be exempt from marking, if it is too low, it will not be able to carry spiritual projection.

The former represents human beings, while the latter, such as insects and microorganisms, have almost no intelligence in individuals, and will be directly drowned by Ronan's spiritual projection.

The crow is undoubtedly a good choice.

After spending half of the magic power, the mark was successful, and Ronan projected his own spirituality onto the crow.

He found himself with a whole new perspective.

Ronan looked at the crow on his arm, and the crow looked at him simultaneously, stretched out its wings and shook his hand.

Since the control of the crow is only the projection of its own spirituality, it does not affect the control of Ronan's own body. It is more like playing a small game with a mobile phone.

Then Ronan started another attempt.

Marked creatures can use his abilities when controlled by him with spiritual projection.

Such as the sharpness brought by swordsmanship, the star barrier, the mount enhancement brought by riding and shooting, and automatic aiming.

Of course, it also needs to consume magic power. Normal creatures do not have magic power themselves, so Ronan has to inject it in advance.

Ronan gently stroked the crow's smooth feathers, and the magic power melted into its body along the palm of his hand.

When the injected magic power reached 3 points, Ronan stopped, because if he continued, the injected magic power would quickly dissipate from the crow.

It's like a glass full of water, if you continue to pour water, it will only overflow.

"Marking a crow requires half a point of magic power, and each crow can carry up to three points of magic power." Ronan stopped stroking and canceled the spiritual projection.

The crow, which regained its control, did not fly away, and looked at Ronan with its curious eyes.

It started rubbing its wings against Ronan's arm eagerly, until he stroked the feathers with his hand again, then calmed down, tilting his head comfortably.

Creatures that have carried Ronan's spiritual projection will spontaneously get close to him and produce a response of dependence and obedience.

While stroking it, Ronan looked at the crows on the dead tree.

Crows are large birds with a black body, long and strong beaks that are slightly hooked, and powerful toes and claws that allow them to walk or stay on branches.This is a bird with unique appearance, flexible flight, aggressiveness and adaptability.

When they swarm, they can easily drive other creatures away.

Ronan needs their help, and the crows will rule the sky under his leadership.

(End of this chapter)