What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 132. The Possibility of Artificial Mages

"On Hanjiao Island, people exchange labor for necessities."

Jamie's voice carried steadily: "There is something we need you to do right now: shovel snow."

"All you have to do is put the snow into the pool in front of this building. This snow will be your daily water supply for living here."

We use this water for cooking, bathing, and drinking.

He glanced down and made a rough estimate in his mind: "There are 630 of you in total, divided into six teams. Each team gets its own water resources from shoveling snow."

Remember, if even one person in the team is slacking off, the entire team will receive half the supplies.

Furthermore, the possibility of settling down on Hanjiao Island will be reconsidered.

This is Rob relaying Cloa's order.

With so much snow now, and since there's not much junk in it, it won't be perfectly clean, but after settling and filtering, it'll still be usable.

Keep in mind that this is all freshwater resources, and they certainly won't be able to use much of it.

There's no harm in storing the rest; it's not difficult, and it's a good way to train the obedience of these newly arrived serfs.

As long as they can adapt to the rules and life on Hanjiao Island, integrating into the community will be a natural process.

More importantly, this team-driven model can effectively prevent individuals who like to slack off and ultimately lead the entire team astray.

When the whole group is working hard on something, even those who want to slack off will be motivated to move forward.

This is the power of a collective team.

At first, the serfs didn't really care when Jamie said those words.

Whether to use water or not... at worst, we can just get some snow from outside. After all, there's no real concept of cleanliness.

But when they heard that they ultimately couldn't settle down on Hanjiao Island...

They immediately became anxious.

Given the conditions outside, where could they go if they left here? They'd probably be swallowed up by the snowstorm before they got very far. Even if they made it to another lord's territory, no one would accept them.

They don't even have enough food for themselves, so if there were outsiders, they would fight and struggle for it too.

One of the bolder ones, an old man who had served as a mercenary, couldn't help but ask, "Master Mage..."

"Don't call me Lord Mage!" Jamie immediately interrupted him sternly. "On the entire Isle of Reef, only the lord can be called Lord Mage! Just call me Jamie!"

Just kidding, he got goosebumps when he heard that address. If the other apprentices heard him being called that, they would all challenge him to duels.

"Lord Jamie."

The gray-haired old mercenary, who had also had the privilege of meeting some important figures, immediately agreed and asked clearly, "Can we find people to form a team ourselves?"

"Of course not."

Jamie shook his head: "Next, teams will be randomly formed. Once a team is formed, you cannot leave unless you die, until you leave this building."

"You all need to work hard. As long as you follow the plan, everyone can do well."

Rob had warned him long ago that he absolutely must not let these acquaintances form teams, because some of them might secretly try to cause trouble.

Having many people around gives you courage.

To avoid this situation, the teams can only be randomly shuffled before being formed. While this cannot completely prevent it, it can at least mitigate some of the problems.

After he finished speaking, he gave an order.

"Someone, take them out and form a team!"

Immediately, knight apprentices entered and began randomly taking people out, distributing simple clothing and tools.

This is their first step in integrating into this community. Once they adapt, there will be opportunities for them to work in underwater mining.

Only by completing all the tasks and fully adapting can one become a member of Hanjiao Island.

……

Kroya, who had witnessed all of this through the Woody Vine King in the laboratory, nodded: "Jamie is becoming more and more presentable."

He shifted his gaze from the monitoring array of the Woody Vine King, glanced at the wind and snow outside, and then turned his attention back to Mir.

After his research, he was able to confirm that these magical powers resonated with the surrounding environment, and perhaps with something else as well.

He discovered several unusual dots within the magic, which all seemed to originate from the same source of magic.

He felt like he was being acted upon by a radar.

It detects changes in the surrounding environment.

And as time goes by, these unusual little dots are getting closer.

"Did Seleu bring your friend?"

Kroya could only make this guess; otherwise, should he say that a moving spatial rift was approaching Han Reef Island?

That's... way too outrageous.

Upon hearing Kroa's question, Mir scratched his head in confusion: "I just have a vague feeling that something very close to me is approaching."

"If that's the case, then they're probably your friends." Kroya pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Would you be willing to be the guardian of my apprentices and go outside for a stroll?"

He had actually had this idea for a while.

With his continuous supply of resources, these mage apprentices and knight apprentices have actually developed basic combat capabilities, and are even approaching the level of first-level mages and knights.

Kroya always advocated teamwork, so he specifically taught the mage apprentices the method of "cleansing the marrow and refining the essence" that he used to teach the knights, hoping that they could grow and cooperate together.

The bond between soldiers is definitely one of the strongest relationships.

However, it was too difficult to have any truly tough training on Han Reef Island, so he considered whether it would be possible to send them out to train.

Although he had already created some magical artifacts that could enable them to live in such a icy and snowy environment, he still lacked someone to take care of them.

An experienced person with sufficient ability.

Mil was the best candidate he had chosen—having lived in the Stardust Circus for a long time, his experience was certainly rich enough, and as a victim, he also possessed enough magic.

There shouldn't be any problems with activities around Hanjiao Island.

Upon hearing Kroya's question, Mir paused for a moment, "Me?"

"But if I leave here, what if I get arrested? Besides, I don't have much strength..."

He was clearly somewhat uneasy.

"So this is what I mentioned before: you can't access the magic power within you. I can help you think of a way."

Kroya took out a tender grapevine.

It is very young, only four or five centimeters long at most, and has a translucent luster, like a work of art made of crystal.

"Lord Chloe..." Mir seemed to take a deep breath, his eyes filled with a look of resignation.

"If you will accept my brothers and sisters, I am willing to give you all my magic; please take as much as you like!"

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Kroa: "???"

After a brief moment of confusion, he immediately understood what this guy meant—he probably thought he was going to use the Magic Field Grapevine to drain his magic power.

He shook his head helplessly.

"What do you take me for?" he said sternly. "I want this thing to take root in your wounds so that you can draw magic from it at any time."

Since you can't directly use that magic, can't you just convert it?

Actually, this was something he had already experimented with.

Within Mir's wounds lies extremely pure magic. As long as the magic vines take root inside, they can fully absorb it and transform it into usable magic.

To be honest, he had considered using them as humanoid walking magic crystals, allowing some aggressive magical plants to take root inside and launch attacks when needed.

But after careful consideration, he began to give up.

He considered that using people merely as magic crystals was rather strange, and it could never compare to the fluidity of people casting their own magic.

A mage who can cast spells on his own is better than a somewhat dull magical plant, no matter the environment. A magical plant that can communicate might work, but where would he find so many of those magical plants?

Therefore, he could only try to filter the magic within the wounds and then transfer it back to the tortured people like Mir.

If this experiment succeeds, it would be equivalent to creating a mage with almost infinite magical power. Even if the mage can only learn some low-level spells, it would still be an excellent help.

"That's what I intend to do..."

To gain Mir's acceptance, he adopted an unprecedentedly kind attitude.

The latter quickly understood what Kroa meant.

Without much thought, he nodded directly: "Lord Kroya, I'm willing!"

Mir clenched his fist: "I want to be a mage too!"

By the God of Magic, they had suffered countless torments because of their status as tortured individuals, yet they never imagined they could control this power and become true mages.

If Chloe can truly help him achieve that, he will be absolutely loyal to Chloe for the rest of his life, until the very end.

Seeing his expression, Kroya nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alright, I'll start trying."

"Okay!" Mir closed his eyes again.

Kroya first looked at the magic field grapevine in his hand, which was a very small branch that he had already imprinted with the magic of splicing severed limbs.

His plan was to let the magic field vines take root in the rift, and then travel through the blood vessels in Mil's body to the vortex where ordinary magicians stored their magic power.

Let its grapes replace these cyclones to provide magic to Mir—it is an elemental magical plant, an intangible entity, so it can naturally enter Mir's body.

Of course, this process will be extremely painful.

This alien substance moves forward inside the body and eventually expands into a vortex, causing unbearable pain.

He had already informed Mil, but the latter said that he had already experienced many experiments and tortures.

This little bit of pain is nothing.

Only if Kroya were to carry out this task would there be any chance of success.

If someone else were to do it, they certainly wouldn't be able to accurately guide the Magic Field Vine to the location of Mil's cyclone, nor would they be able to control it from running around aimlessly.

But Kroa can.

Although the Celestial Spirit Imprint Technique cannot be applied to humans, he can control the movement of the Demon Field Grapevine by observing the flow of blood vessels and meridians in his body.

People can't see it, but the grapevines in the Demon Field can always be seen.

(End of this chapter)