I just covet their strength

Chapter 48 Caused by insufficient production enthusiasm
Power is a magical and wonderful thing. Westhead's light words caused hundreds of thousands of people to abandon their existing jobs and start making alchemical bombs with all their strength.

The so-called alchemy bombs are war materials that have been iterated from ancient times to modern times. They are highly explosive materials made of various complex materials. Various special effects such as high explosions, combustion, toxins, and flashes can be customized according to different needs.

It can be said to be the purest war consumable. From ancient times to the present, from top to bottom, everyone who has used it says it is good.

There is nothing strange about changing production targets and stockpiling war supplies. What is unusual is the target set by Westhead.

"Within two days, we need at least 30,000 qualified alchemy bombs! Whoever fails to meet the allocated quota will be an enemy spy!"

When Westhead declared this righteously, Urda's beautiful eyes widened and looked at the former, full of disbelief.

Even in the empire thousands of years later, making alchemy bombs is a high-risk job with frequent accidents, not to mention in the ancient Dragon Catastrophe Era. Urda has also seen the alchemy bombs of this era, and almost all of them are It is a handicraft and does not have mass-produced modules.

Just like that, you want to produce 30,000 alchemical bombs in two days?
Are you sure you're not deliberately making things difficult?

"I'm just deliberately making things difficult."

At the top of Gwenzhijin, Westhead explained his behavior while guiding and helping Lesia to skillfully use the [Dragon Soul Furnace] for forging.

"Our purpose is actually very simple, which is to do everything possible to destroy the war potential of the Dragon Clan on the Kepar Plain before the Scorched Wings come back. If possible, it is best to take this opportunity to enhance our strength. Anyway, we are trying In the process of refining, do everything to the best of your ability.”

"What about the civilians? Don't we need to protect the civilians? They have no power to resist under the trampling of the dragon clan."

Urda asked.

"What are you going to do to protect the civilians? Will the dragon clan turn against us at any time? It's unreliable, my stupid sister. To put it bluntly, the dragon clan has to rely on their minions to kill all living beings and cut off the vassals of the real dragons. They can do whatever they want. You can only do it yourself.”

Westhead shook his finger and said: "And when the real dragons find out that they have been deceived, I am afraid they will not care about mortals anymore. They are all coming towards us. If we don't kill us, I'm afraid they won't even be able to eat, let alone eat. Go kill civilians."

Yuerda suddenly realized: "So, he is using me as bait? This is a brilliant idea, but it's too bold. If I make a mistake, I will die without a burial place."

"Wes has always been so bold, but he has the courage to take action."

Lesia sighed at the side, the silver-haired dragon girl held her hands emptyly, and the long sword made of pure light thunder was extending in the palm of her hand. The destructive dragon thunder was restrained, and no trace of arc was leaked or emitted.

While waiting for the production of the alchemy bomb, the dragon was not idle. He was ordered to mobilize warehouse supplies from various places and transport them to Lesia and others for use. Lesia, who had awakened the [Dragon Soul Furnace], did not even need Through the blood sacrifice ceremony, a small amount of resources can be absorbed directly by crushing them with dragon thunder.

This incomparable energy was quickly digested with the help of [Withered Glory Sun], making Lesia's proficiency in using her talents increase by leaps and bounds.

"Clap clap-"

Westhead saw that Lesia could solidify the dragon thunder into a solid existence, and the burning sensation burning her whole body suddenly decreased, and he understood that the silver-haired dragon girl's mastery of the [Dragon Soul Furnace] had improved to a higher level.

"You're so awesome, Lesia. Every time you get stronger like this, I'm more sure of victory."

However, Lesia didn't look happy when she heard Westhead's praise.

Her eyes met Westhead's admiring and admiring eyes for a moment, then she moved away as if she was being burned, lowered her head and said:
"Compared with Weiss, I have nothing to boast about. But now, I can still do these things. If it is useful to Weiss, it would be even better."

Westhead didn't know the reason for Lesia's loss. Even though he had tried his best to think about the problem from the other person's perspective, the sensitivity and complexity of people's hearts were not something he could guess at will.

So he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. At least Westhead was sure that Resia's desire to win was very strong. Very good, he felt the same way.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Even though the Dragonborn had tried their best to create alchemy bombs, damaging many equipment and causing hundreds of accidents, they could only produce nearly 15,000 bombs within the time limit. bomb.

This kind of production speed made Westhead even surprised. Oh dear, these guys are too efficient. Are they working so hard?

He was obviously just a slave who was oppressed by the real dragon, but he was so dedicated and loyal.

Cried.

But the ones I killed were loyalists! The more loyal you are, the more you want pictures!
So Westhead gave his verdict without hesitation:
"What the hell! If you haven't completed the target task, there must be some enemy spies who are causing trouble!"

"Really? But from what we have seen, these slaves work very hard and don't make any small moves."

The dragons said in confusion.

"You know nothing!"

Westhead angrily said:
"Not enough! Far from enough! The target of 30,000 coins I set is carefully calculated and can definitely be achieved in theory. There is only one reason why it cannot be achieved, and that must be because the enemy's spies have long been lurking among them and are unable to work hard. , playing tricks and destroying the team’s productivity!”

"Liquidation! It must be liquidated severely!"

Westhead's attitude was very resolute, and he directly commanded the dragon to forcibly capture, punish and drive away the dragon-born servants.

After the exhausted servants worked day and night, what they received was not the praise of their master, but the ferocious fangs of the dragons.

"Master! We have worked hard enough!"

"It really can't go any faster, this is already the fastest speed."

“If you want to ensure quality”

"There really are no enemy spies among us!"

"Everyone is loyal to the Dragon Kingdom! Until death! The masters are aware of this!"

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Westhead looked on coldly at the dragon-born craftsmen who were complaining incessantly. He just raised his finger and said calmly:
"The excuses are all caused by insufficient enthusiasm for production."

"If you have enough enthusiasm for production, how can you fail to meet the target? Stop pretending, you spies from the Sky Country, do you think you can hide perfectly?"

"How dare you cry out for injustice? Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts. Are those who cry out for injustice implying that the Dragon Kingdom will do something wrong? They have their own reasons for arresting you."

Westhead's words sounded absolutely right to the real dragons, although they also felt that the dragonborn slaves had worked very hard and there was nothing wrong with making the alchemy bomb.

But... a true dragon is not allowed to be questioned, but those who have resentment or dissatisfaction must confront it harshly!

(End of this chapter)