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Chapter 97 Special Spider Silk
To recruit the required coal resources, Ronan has arranged for his men to mobilize to Black Rock City.

During this period of time, a large amount of coal mined from the coal mine in Donglang Village was transported by truck to the warehouse area outside the town, where a large amount had already accumulated.

In addition, it is about the recruitment of soldiers in Black Rock City.

200 soldiers are easy to solve, the key is that two knights are needed.

Due to the previous vampire attack, currently only Rudolph, the commander of the city defense army, is a knight in Black Rock City.

As the manager of the city defense army, Ronan couldn't let him go to fight.

Regarding the two knights, he had other arrangements, which happened to spread the holy blood parasite in his hands.

"My lord, these are clothes made according to your requirements."

In the town council hall, Ronan received a new guest, a middle-aged woman in a tight robe.

The other party was a professional tailor he had found from Black Rock City. He currently opened a tailor shop in the town of Hanfengling and taught many apprentices.

Ronan took the coat she handed over, it was small and delicate.

The lining, collar and skirt are all padded with cashmere, and the overall material is woven with a smooth and supple white silk.

Taking off his large black robe, Ronan put on a white coat.

Although it looks very thin, but the thermal performance is much better than expected.

Even with the windows open, facing the cold wind, Ronan didn't feel much chill.

"Very well, I need you to continue making this kind of clothes for me as required." He looked at the coat in his hand with satisfaction.

It's just that the seamstress showed a troubled look, "My lord, I have a question about this kind of clothes that I need to report to you."

After being signaled by Ronan, she explained:
"This kind of special cold-proof clothing requires an extremely precious spider silk, which is produced deep in the frozen soil. It is said that it was obtained by trading with the barbarians in the frozen soil, and it was passed down to Black Rock City."

"However, two months ago, this kind of spider silk material never appeared in the Black Rock City market again. The clothes in your hands are already made by me with the last spider silk."

The seamstress was in a dilemma. Without materials, she couldn't continue to make this kind of magical clothes that are both light and cold.

"The special spider silk produced in the permafrost is the trade of the barbarian savages. It can't be the savages of Winter Wolf Village, right?"

Ronan touched the coat in his hand and couldn't help guessing.

Judging from the time, two months ago, that was exactly after he defeated and captured the group of barbarians who came to attack.

Considering that the other party has special talents who understand the Kingdom language, Ronan can almost be sure that it is them.

That's luck.

"I will find a solution to the problem of spider silk. You just need to make the clothes according to my design when the time comes."

"Obey my lord!" The seamstress was very happy to hear that he could solve it.

The reward paid by the lord in front of him is not low.

Moreover, as the most precious material in Black Rock City, special spider silk can be used to make all kinds of clothes. For a tailor, it is a symbol of reputation and status, and it can greatly enhance the status of the industry.

Putting on the black robe again, Ronan left the council hall and came to the northern outer area of ​​the town.

This is a closed area where troops are stationed and equipment is researched, and outsiders have no right to enter.

In the distant kiln, many craftsmen are studying and designing the blast furnace according to the blueprint he roughly described.

Attempts to dramatically increase capacity and performance from iron ore to finished steel.

Instead of disturbing them, Ronan came to the barracks and called out Ed and twenty knights who were training.

"Take your weapon and go out with me."

Hearing his words, both Ed and the other knights showed excitement in their eyes.

The long-term training has allowed them to feel that they are becoming more and more proficient in controlling their strength, but it is a pity that they still cannot find a suitable opponent.

The drills of each other in the army cannot be compared with actual combat.

Coming out of an idle steam truck, Ronan sat in the co-pilot.

After expanding the cab, let Ed take the driver's seat.

The remaining [-] knights came to the open-air compartment behind the truck and took their positions one after another.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Before Ronan could speak, Ed couldn't wait to pull the horsepower to the maximum, making the steam engine activated by magic roar.

The perfect material of the super alloy firmly binds the rapidly rising steam pressure in the piston.

"Winter Wolf Village, go there and pick up the savage who has taken refuge with us."

Ronan leaned on the seat, feeling the warm touch from behind him due to the heat from the steam.

On the permafrost covered with thick snow, a truck full of people began to run wildly, clearing away the snow-covered rocks along the way.

The tonnage of the car body caused the wheels to crush the frozen soil, leaving a sunken rut, but it was quickly covered by ice and snow.

After running wildly for half an hour, Winter Wolf Village appeared in front of Ronan.

It is different from the deserted village that was nearly abandoned before.

With the arrival of barbarians and savages, and the development of trading centers due to coal mines appeared.

Residents in many towns also saw opportunities.

Started to come here to make deals with wild people, which further promoted the development of the village.

Now the Kingdom language has become the most important knowledge for these savages.

Many motivated savages began to spend money from the residents here to learn the language after completing the mining work.

Because only by being able to communicate, can they get the chance to change their destiny.

The original barbarian messenger, the village leader who knew the Kingdom language, was the best example.

Now, as one of the managers of Winter Wolf Village, he has a big warm house and endless delicious food.

Day-to-day life was something no other wildling could even dream of.

"My lord, it is an honor in my life, Mumtur, for you to come to Winter Wolf Village! Your arrival makes the sun in the sky lose its brilliance!"

After Ronan got out of the car, a man in a colorful robe ran over quickly, lowering his head with an extremely humble attitude.

"Speak well." Ronan looked at his fancy dress speechlessly.

The other party was the barbarian messenger who had taken refuge in him.

With half of the blood of the Kingdom people, he looks more like the Kingdom people than the wildlings.

At that time, he still spoke intermittently and slurred his speech.

His attitude is also very reserved, but he chooses to surrender only to ensure the safety of his fellow clansmen.

Now it is much more agile, and there is no trace of the savage at all.

"Yes, my lord!" Mumutur stood upright in fright, waiting for his question.

"Do you know about a kind of white spider silk in the frozen soil? It can be used to make clothes to keep out the cold. Your tribe should have traded with the kingdom people before."

"You should be talking about the god silk of the cold spider tribe. They raise a group of cold spiders, which can spit out white silk threads to resist the cold."

Mumutur explained, "When my father was the leader of our Frostwolf tribe, he traded some of the silk with them, and later sold it to a merchant in Black Rock City."

"The living area of ​​the Cold Spider Tribe is just to the east of our tribe, but they often migrate, so I'm not sure where they are now."

Mumutur looked at Ronan cautiously, fearing that he would get angry if he didn't get any useful news.

Ronan didn't care. After searching the crows during this period, he had already found the locations of several barbarian tribes.

Among them is the cold spider tribe he described.

"What did you exchange with each other?" Ronan continued to ask.

"Use the steel weapons, salt and dry bread my father got from the merchants in Black Rock City."

Ronan nodded and motioned him to the carriage behind.

"Ed, drive."

(End of this chapter)