Durin's Diary

Chapter 510 Trouble
Du Lin thought to himself, does this have anything to do with how hard I work?

Your Astrid has the blood of four types of people: Sidney, Sidney, Sun Elf and Grassland Elf. If it weren't for the Grassland Elf bloodline that plays a role of inclusiveness, it would be questionable whether she even exists.

So after saying so much, Du Lin just wanted to make the old guy understand one thing - that is, your Reed is not yet old enough to lay eggs.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, what are you in such a hurry for?

As soon as the old guys left, Reed felt embarrassed. At this time, Anta came out with the girls. She obediently returned to the team and whispered to Lan En.

This is the good thing about psychics. They don't need external language, they communicate directly from the heart and refuse any roundabout ways.

"Let's go." Anta came over and said.

Du Lin followed obediently. As he walked along the street, he turned his head and glanced at the Tiger People: "I didn't expect that Yara would bring them with her."

"Don't be fooled by their size; they're all grown-up boys, curious about everything outside. They're also obedient and sensible, and they'll listen when they shouldn't." At this point, Anta looked at Durin and said, "The Tygers seem to be on to something. They've established numerous farms and even bought up a lot of land in the mountains of the Austrian-Swiss Union to establish pastures. They even have druids in charge of the grass harvest."

Yes, the world is so big, besides Du Lin and Anta, there must be people who understand and see the coming storm.

The invasions of the green-skinned orcs are becoming more and more frequent, and more and more alien species are now appearing in the human world. The previous one was extinguished in time by Durin and did not cause any major impact, but in the sea, those alien species have appeared more and more, and even caused damage to the Changtang people's fleet.

From the perspective of the older generation, the world will once again face the judgment of destruction.

In fact, Durin was also asking Pool to establish various bridgeheads throughout the eastern part of the Austrian-Swiss Union to defend against possible alien waves.

This task was originally a thankless task.

But something happened recently - two villages near the sea of ​​trees on the west side of the Great Woods, along with the tax collectors who went to collect taxes, were all killed. It was later confirmed that they were invading alien species.

So now the Austrians in various construction sites are working hard. After all, the power of example is truly infinite.

"Do you think we should warn the Farol people?" Anta asked Dulin.

Du Lin shook his head. "If the secretaries weren't stupid, they would have known. They're still willing to sell us cement because they know about this problem. The Eastern Elf Territory has begun a strategic retreat, giving up some of its recently acquired land. This will prevent any bulges for the aliens to exploit."

"Indeed, the equipment of the Eastern Elf Territory is the most advanced among the three eastern regions. On the contrary, the Austria-Switzerland region, if there is not enough city defense, if the forest is broken through by the alien tide, and if Austria cannot hold on, the entire northern part of Farol will face the terrifying alien tide." Anta analyzed softly.

"If Farol's army engages in a field battle with the aliens, the losses will be too great. The secretaries will definitely trust me. We can build a defense line along the eastern Austria-Switzerland frontier, relying on the Great Wasteland to keep the alien tide out of our homeland. They will definitely send troops to help us then."

"That requires us to have sufficiently strong fortifications."

"That's why I'm desperately investing money while trying to make money. My brother Poole should understand this, but he's very conservative and doesn't think the alien wave will evolve into anything terrifying. However, Eleven has helped us deduce that in the most dire scenario, the Eastern Elf Territory will have to rely on Lublin to establish a defense line, and all areas eastward will be devoured by the aliens."

At this point, Durin sighed - fortunately, the alien species did not care about whether the food was raw or cold. In their diet, the only difference between the grassland elves and the chaos guys was that the meat was a little tenderer.

"If that doesn't work, we can just sell Chaos Man sand infused with smiley mushroom powder." Anta came up with a rather unwise way to make money. "No, I have plenty of ways to make money. If that doesn't work, we can go to the secondary planes and rob elemental spirits. That's more respectable than selling this." Du Lin rejected Anta's wild plan. In his opinion, selling this kind of powder wouldn't be as profitable as looting in the elemental plane.

Being a robber is better than selling powder.

Is this the lesser of two evils, Mr. Dulin?

Daju asked with a smile.

Isn't this nonsense? In the future, history books will record that I am the biggest smiley mushroom fan in the Western Continent. If addicts in the next few thousand years say my name when they take their first puff, I will be so angry that I will die.

·That's right. It would be better to let the history books record your cruelty, such as scraping three feet of land in a certain area of ​​the elemental plane, and making all the movable ones, from elemental minions to elemental lords, give you treasures, and even draining 30% of the water in the elemental lake. It's really more awesome this way.

Eleven agreed wholeheartedly.

Isn’t it true? In Du Lin’s view, if one wants to leave his name in history books, he doesn’t have to be famous for eternity, but he cannot just leave a bad reputation for eternity either.

Thinking of this, Du Lin told Anta what he was thinking.

Anta agreed without a second thought: "You're right, we really have to make the right choice. If I really become famous by selling fans, my grandfather might even jump out and beat me up."

"Isn't it?" After Du Lin sighed, he turned his head to look at Lina.

The little female dragon's ability to read people's expressions must have reached the maximum level. After Du Lin took a look, she trotted over, fearing that she would be beaten if she was a step slower.

"From now on, you have to tell me everything you sell. This time, someone outside used you to sell the goods without you knowing. If Anta hadn't been here and uncovered this matter, your Ansalon family might have become a specialty store of smiley mushrooms and cold powder." Du Lin said this, smiling and stroking Lina's head. "Okay, this matter ends here. I won't blame you. You're thinking about helping the family make money, which is good, but remember to discuss any ideas with me in the future."

"Okay, Dulin." The little female dragon nodded, then happily hugged Dulin's arm: "I also made a lot of money this time. I want to eat the barbecue you made."

"Okay, isn't this my little female dragon? I must prepare this reward for you. But it's getting late today, and there may not be suitable ingredients. You can prepare it later, and then I will make you a big meal for dinner." Since he wanted a reward, Du Lin would not be partial.

He turned to look at Anta: "Gather everyone back."

"Leave it to me, I will notify everyone."

At this moment, Hemer suddenly appeared. She appeared near Dulin with a small mailbox and then landed on Dulin's arm.

Du Lin asked Hemer to be in charge of Poole's affairs.

It looks like you are in trouble, my brother.

(End of this chapter)