MC's career as foreign lord

He didn't stay long in the new house. In fact, besides the portal, there was nothing there to attract him.

Zhou Ren never forgot his original intention for coming here, which was simply to have a house that could connect to the underground passage, leading to the town.

As for now, he would naturally return to his territory through the house in town. He hadn't finished his work yet!

"Mossa, tidy up here! We're going back!" Zhou Ren said, feeling somewhat emotional. He didn't expect that in such a short time, this town would become the front line for resisting the dragon invasion.

And his territory was almost directly in front of the town's defense line, which was no exaggeration. Zhou Ren needed to do some war preparations!

Whether it was food or anything else, he needed to contribute his strength to the coming war.

He could see in the town that there were very few civilians left. It was more like a military base that had been transformed, with a constant stream of supplies being transported from the rear and used as rewards for mercenaries, weapons for soldiers, and facilities for the town.

Only a small number of people remained here for life and production. Among them were staunch patriots, but also some simple opportunists.

The Elven Empire's massive national machine began to operate, bringing endless roars and more intense personnel movements. Zhou Ren was waiting for the moment the war broke out, while the elves were waiting for their legend to arrive!

Following the passage, Zhou Ren returned to his territory. He saw the boxes in the mine and decided to take out the remaining ore from them.

Stones weren't very urgent. Anyway, after a large amount of production and mining, Zhou Ren could say that he didn't lack stones at all.

More than 50,000 stones were placed in the boxes like that. Perhaps the only time he would lack stones would be when building large-scale wonder-like buildings or constructing walls.

But Jim would wake up tomorrow. That little skeleton had endless energy. Who knew if he would have dug up the entire territory's underground by then, although that was almost an impossible task.

He took out the scythe. These past two days, he had been busy building, organizing, and acquiring new things, and even neglected the farmland.

"Mossa, go feed the cattle and sheep!" Zhou Ren said. The cattle and sheep were far from being ready to be slaughtered at will. After waiting for a while, probably when the pens were full of cattle and sheep and the granary was full of food, he could cook lamb and slaughter cattle and enjoy himself!

After Mossa left, Zhou Ren ran to the rice paddies by the river. He continued to harvest the newly grown rice, then took the rice grains directly, while the scythe, bucket, and rice straw were still placed in the box by the river, to avoid the trouble of running around taking them back and forth.

Next was replanting—or rather, transplanting rice seedlings. This could be considered a characteristic or disadvantage of rice cultivation!

After all, other plants only needed to be planted once to achieve good results, but rice needed to be planted twice, and the results might not even be as good. After all, eight portions of rice could only make one rice ball.

Basically, the input and output were disproportionate, but… rice was just too delicious! Whether it was the taste or the strong satiety bonus, it could rank first among all of Zhou Ren's food!

So even if rice cultivation was very complicated, Zhou Ren still didn't want to give up. Moreover, for a Chinese person at heart, this kind of rural commonality was almost rooted in his heart.

The good news was that he had spent some time re-opening a seedling field here, so he didn't need to run to the wheat field anymore.

When he had planted all the rice seedlings and watched them begin to grow, a sense of accomplishment filled his body, making him want to open another field and continue planting.

But it was already very late, so this idea was just a thought. The remaining vegetables would probably have to wait until tomorrow to be harvested, Zhou Ren thought with some regret.

"Drip." A drop of water fell on his face. Zhou Ren was stunned. He had been here for more than half a month, and it seemed like this was the first rain in the Northern Wilderness?

He hurried back, he had to collect the tea leaves on the second floor before the rain fell, and he didn't know if the rain in this world would be any different?

Zhou Ren wasn't worried about Mossa. As a legendary lich, he certainly didn't need to be afraid of rain. Besides, with the skin system activated, he wouldn't get wet.

There were no settings for other fields to have problems because of the rain. These things were originally open-air products, so the only thing Zhou Ren needed to worry about was the tea leaves placed in the wooden dustpan.

If they were soaked into wet tea leaves, it would be terrible. Wet tea leaves could only be dried before they could be used, but if they were rained on for a long time, they would turn into tea dregs, which would be completely useless.

So Zhou Ren had to hurry back while he had the chance. At this time, he discovered the disadvantage of having a large site. Because the site was too large, he needed a considerable amount of time to go back and forth each time.

"Hiss! I must make rails!" Zhou Ren said silently. He discovered a bad point and naturally wanted to improve it quickly.

With rails, he could unlock the achievement—[Quick Passage] (there is no such achievement, I made it up), at least in the territory and the underground mine, the speed of progress would not be too slow.

To make rails, a certain amount of redstone would be needed, so mine, boy, if you dig out redstone and diamonds, you'll take off!

Zhou Ren thought of the first time he went to the coal mine. Jim seemed to have dug up some redstone from the underground there. These red minerals didn't look very eye-catching, but in reality, they meant a great change.

Even if Zhou Ren wasn't very clear about some of the connotations of this world, he also knew what redstone meant once it was discovered. This thing was actually connected to reality.

In Zhou Ren's original world, once redstone was discovered, it meant the collapse of existing physical concepts. The properties of redstone were not outstanding. Even if it was made into a circuit, it probably wouldn't have much energy.

However, the meaning it represented was too extraordinary. Even if it could only be shaped in the form of a simple circuit, it meant the birth of the first perpetual motion machine in human history!

Even in this era of magic, redstone had unimaginable terrifying effects, including but not limited to—eternal magic circles, perpetual space entrances, etc.

This terrifying tool that defied the rules would bring very fierce effects. Zhou Ren believed that many mages would be crazy about it!

After all, this was a material that contained infinite meaning. No one knew what kind of possibilities those mages would discover!

But in MC, it's not like that. Because this thing itself is a part of it. There are more exaggerated things in MC, such as infinite water that can cover the world in two blocks, or the product of infinite generation of water and lava—cobblestone.

So, back to square one, Zhou Ren realized that no matter what he did, he still had to mine!

He tidied up the tea leaves and watched the rain flow into his house, his eyebrows slightly furrowed under the light of the torch.

Although according to the rules of MC, rainwater will not accumulate without special tools, so there will be no flooding, but what's the deal with the raindrops entering the house?

Zhou Ren took a set of glass. He didn't seal this layer before, mainly for the sake of drying tea. After all, tea leaves can only be dried when exposed to direct sunlight (outdoor environment), and once there is a solid block blocking the top, it will enter a fermentation state.

This is another production method different from drying, which we will talk about later.

However, because it rarely rains in this wilderness, Zhou Ren didn't really remember it when he made it. Specifically, he forgot.

But it's not too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. He placed glass blocks on this blank space. This is also a characteristic of tea wind, the transparent blocks will not affect the drying.

He put the tea leaves to be dried back in, but found that the tea leaves were already dried and ready to be brewed, which was really good news.

He took out another set of tea leaves from the box and put them in to dry. This time he could try something new, but everything would have to wait until he woke up!

Zhou Ren paved the roof of this room, and walked from the splashing backyard to the warm and harmonious front yard in front of the pumpkin lamp. Mossa had already brought in a few mushrooms.

"Master, I went to collect some mushrooms and trees," Mossa said, "There are less than two stacks of trees at home!"

Zhou Ren nodded. It was time to collect some wood. This task should have been done long ago, but there were too many things piled up, and it was delayed all at once.

"That's good, have all the trees been replanted?" he asked, "Apples and the like should be put in the kitchen, and wood should be put upstairs!"

Mossa nodded and went upstairs to put those things away. He also brought a lot of mushrooms, which are the ingredients for making suspicious stew. It seems that this Lich is really a bit obsessed with the desire for vitality!

But for a Lich, having lived for so many years, having some pursuits is actually a good thing. Zhou Ren has always thought so. If a person has no desires at all, then there is really no point in living.

Just like when he first saw Mossa, the Lich at that time really had dull eyes and couldn't release any brilliance at all. Even his discussions with Zhou Ren were more of a simple request.

This is abnormal, at least very abnormal for a Grand Lich. Even if only a head is left, it is still very difficult for a god to kill a legendary Lich, or even impossible.

As long as he has the desire to survive, he should be able to escape from the hands of demons or gods even if he is reincarnated again. In the end, he lost interest in life, so he let his life pass away.

But it's different with Zhou Ren. He has flesh and blood life that is almost impossible to have at this time, and he also has the peaceful life he desires. He also appreciates Zhou Ren's character. Isn't this kind of master who doesn't cause much trouble and is keen on pastoral life what he hopes for?

Zhou Ren didn't think so much. He was going to take this opportunity to make some special food to eat. It's not a good thing to eat rice every day, is it? This mod seems to be able to cook porridge.

Thinking about it, he did it. While Mossa was silently synthesizing his life recovery food, Zhou Ren had already excitedly opened his synthesis guide.

"Milk, wheat, and sugar?" Zhou Ren said, and then the Raichu on his head plunged down and was caught by him in a hurry.

I don't know why, this little guy is particularly sleepy. This time, he hasn't woken up for a long time, but he doesn't seem to have any problems. It's very magical.

Zhou Ren gently put it on the table aside. The little guy is not big anyway, so he can continue to sleep if he wants to.

Then he continued his food work. Tonight, he would have oatmeal porridge and mashed potatoes. Anyway, he didn't seem very hungry.

His eyes penetrated the window and saw the skeleton bathed in the heavy rain. The silver light had disappeared, leaving only clean white bones!

"Jim should be awake too, right?" he thought, the milk in his hand slightly tilted, and a little bit spilled on Raichu, but he was thinking about things and didn't notice it.

The wilderness in the heavy rain seemed particularly quiet. The sound of the heavy rain seemed unable to affect the tranquility here, but the atmosphere in the camp just a wall away was not so good.

Locke put down the parchment in his hand heavily and asked the scribe wearily, "Eden, have they returned?"

The scribe shook his head nervously, "Lord, they have not returned. There has been no news so far."

Locke sighed, "It's still a bit reckless! But Princess Shia is determined to have her own way, and we don't have any good methods!"

He looked at the clouds around his body, "I hope Lord Zhou Ren's tea is as magical as he said!"

His eyes were blurred, as if breaking through the boundaries of the heavy rain and coming to the afternoon time—

"What an interesting human!" Dela said first, "He doesn't seem to care about us very much! What is his confidence? He doesn't even care about our princess!"

"Dela!" Shia shouted, "You can't say that. Lord Zhou Ren possesses mysterious skills and special abilities that the entire Elf race can hardly reach, and can even be said to be the savior of the empire!"

"So, please respect Lord Zhou Ren a little!"

"Even if you don't respect him, please respect a legendary powerhouse!" Auster said, "Blood tells me that he must be a high-level legend, and he must have passed his destiny!"

Everyone immediately became respectful. The status of a legend who has passed his destiny is naturally different from that of a legend who has been promoted through other means, not to mention that he is only Zhou Ren's servant.

"Can he recruit our elves?" Dela asked, watching Shia shake her head.

"I have tried everything you have thought of. This is an ancient elf. The Silver Moon Empire did not even exist in his era, so he will not have a sense of belonging!" Shia said, "We might as well try the effect of this tea!"

"That's right!" Anna interjected, "Don't you think this tea is the point?"