MC's career as foreign lord

"Your Excellency, why didn't you kill him?" Auster asked, now realizing that his intuition was correct—this was indeed a legendary archmage.

As soon as he said this, everyone around, except for Anna, gathered around, looking at the elderly elf who seemed about to pass away at any moment.

"I'll have a bowl of soup first!" he said, taking out the Mysterious Stew and gulping it down. His somewhat aged face began to regain its youth, with fewer wrinkles and more vitality.

"I am not the master, and I don't have the right to decide someone's life," Mossa replied. "People like us shouldn't do more than necessary. If it weren't for your relatively good relationship with the master, I wouldn't even have intervened."

"So, we still have to thank Zhou Ren?" Shia said. "Then why did you go there?"

"Excessively noisy environments can affect the master's life. If someone really comes, I will find a way to shut them up," Mossa explained. "Princess Shia, I hope you will do less to trouble the master!"

Zhou Ren was just habitually polite, but Mossa would not be polite to them. This was also a simple warning.

They had reached a position close to the river. In the next instant, Mossa had disappeared.

They then realized that they were soaked from head to toe in the recent battle, while Mossa remained completely dry. Only then did Anna tremble and walk in.

"Hiss! Too terrifying. The legendary domain he just unleashed was filled with the wails of dragons!" Anna said. "Mostly red dragons. Does this guy kill evil dragons in the Abyss and the Astral Plane every day?"

Shia shook her head. "He has lived for many years. Even if he killed one dragon every century, it would be a terrifying number. But do you know what I detected using 'Detect Evil'?"

"What did you detect?" everyone asked.

"Lawful Good!" Shia exclaimed. "A lawful good legendary mage!"

"Lawful Good? Are you kidding me?" Anna jumped up like a goose whose tail had been stepped on. "That kind of killing intent… he must have killed at least tens of millions of creatures! Did he participate in the Blood War?"

"It's not impossible!" Auster said. "Lord Mossa's spirit is incredibly resilient. I suspect he's immune to most soul spells!"

"But he should be an Ice Master!" Della murmured. "How did he save us just now? A blast of ice directly sealed the green dragon, and then…"

Everyone was silent. The scene just now was a bit too terrifying. The legendary dragon, which could have slaughtered them, had no chance to fight back in Mossa's hands. That book of his…

Even if it's a divine artifact, so what? The Elven race wouldn't offend a high-level legendary powerhouse just for a divine artifact. Thinking this, Mossa's performance just now made them raise the importance of Zhou Ren by another level.

The group in the rain didn't feel any heroic return, only a sense of awkwardness in their mutual glances. They looked heroic and spirited when they left, but now, except for Quirion, they all seemed to have lost their edge.

"No wonder the elders at home always say that everything is different once you go to the battlefield!" Della sighed. "We haven't even gone to the battlefield yet, and we're already so disheveled!"

These greenhouse flowers then thought about what they had experienced before, a battle that couldn't even be called a battle…

Shia thought more. She thought of what the Mother Empress had said to her when she came to take over:

"Shia, my daughter!" she said. "You are a princess of the empire, but you have never seen the empire. Start from the borderlands and gradually learn about the empire!"

Shia was strange at the time, "The Empire? Isn't it all like this? The Silvermoon Royal Family has been diligent for thousands of years, is there any difference?"

The Silvermoon Empress smiled, "There are many differences. Along the way, you can see good and evil, good and bad, meet chaotic and evil humans, and find lawful and good demons. What I hope is that when you finally return to Silvermoon City, you still remember who you are!"

"I am me!" Shia wondered, "Yes, I hope that in a hundred years, your answer will still be this!"

Shia came back to her senses and saw that Anna seemed to have regained her energy. "Ah! This legendary mage has too much killing intent. Why doesn't he have the killing intent of other races?"

Della reminded her, "He is an elf himself, and a lawful good elf. Why would he kill common races on the continent?"

"Oh! Those evil dragons are really troublesome!" Anna said, but a look of joy appeared on her face. "But we didn't come away empty-handed today!"

"That's right! We ambushed two Bugbears, and they were both Dragonblood Bugbears, guarding the green dragon's treasure!" Auster said. "You're the only one who cares about the money!"

"What's wrong with loving money!" Anna said. "With so much money, I can decorate my new home!"

They talked in the rain. Quirion still didn't say much. The great knight wore an air shield, helping them evaporate the moisture from their bodies, so they didn't look so embarrassed.

At this time, Locke also wore his own air shield and ran out, counting the people with some worry before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're back!" Quirion said, a hint of a smile appearing on his heavy face. Heaven knows how much pressure they were under.

"It's good that you're back!" Locke stopped them from speaking. Now that they were back, when wasn't a good time to talk?

They walked into the fence made by Zhou Ren, which faithfully blocked the wind…

"Speaking of which, why didn't I hear the wind last night with such heavy rain?" Zhou Ren said, already sitting at the dining table, eating his breakfast.

The north wind had been blowing recently, but why didn't the heavy rain fly around?

Mossa explained, "Last night it rained heavily, and the wind was indeed blowing, but the rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind stopped quickly!"

"It seems that even the north wind has to give way to this rare rain!" Zhou Ren sighed. "In that case, you went out last night?"

"Yes, Master. Last night there was a strong wind and heavy rain, but the green dragon in the depths of the wilderness was also angry, so I went to take a look!" Mossa casually recounted what happened last night.

Zhou Ren listened, finishing the milk in his bowl and eating two eggs and a piece of bread. "You did a good job. That green dragon is indeed a threat, but this threat should not be eliminated by us!"

Zhou Ren knew very well that once the Elven race began to prepare for a war, then this war would be unavoidable. It wasn't that he could stop the war by eliminating the source.

This involved a very complex issue related to cost or profit. War has never been for the greatest victory or hatred. From ancient times to the present, the purpose of war has only been one: to divert domestic conflicts!

Zhou Ren wouldn't think that a green dragon could pose any threat to a huge elven empire. He would only think about what problems had arisen within this group of long-ears that they would actually use war to cover up?

Or had they already prepared for war, even to the point of using an elven princess as a wager to start a war?

But this doesn't prevent him from praising Mossa's work. They can't be the ones to solve the green dragon issue, especially when the situation isn't clear yet. Rashly antagonizing the dragon clan isn't a good idea.

The elves can slay dragons because they are large enough and have huge war potential. If they want to slay dragons, it's a political dispute. Individual dragon slaying would probably be a matter of life and death.

Anyway, Zhou Ren, who is afraid of trouble, probably wouldn't provoke such a thing. Instead, he is more concerned about Shia and the others' situation last night, "So, is it still my problem? A cup of tea made them dare to challenge a legendary ancient dragon? Should I say they are brave, or should I say they are reckless...?"

"Even children would make such a judgment!" Zhou Ren said. He doesn't believe that these people are really brainless, otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hold out under the dragon's hands until Mossa came to rescue.

"The crown prince is in danger, but no one is secretly helping?" Zhou Ren said silently, "Or does she have a way to escape?"

He cleaned up the bowl and put the sleeping Raichu on a piece of wool, "Shall we go see Jim?"

He didn't forget that Mossa said the little skeleton Jim should wake up today. Compared to the imminent elven war, he wanted Jim's awakening even more, so he could have one more person to work.

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Mossa can certainly do it too, but he would rather have someone like Mossa with subjective initiative do other things, such as continuing to build the aerial farm.

"Master, Jim should be awake!" The two of them looked at the bone fragments in front of them in silence. A pile of silver bone fragments showed that a skeleton had indeed existed here.

"Let's think, where would this little skeleton go?" Zhou Ren said, "Without orders, he shouldn't be running around, which means he is still carrying out his previous orders?"

He thought silently, Mossa stood beside him without saying a word. Zhou Ren suddenly raised his head, "It seems I know where our little skeleton went!"

He thought of the order he gave a few days ago. After Jim finished digging the more than 60,000 stones underground, he gave the active little skeleton an order, which was to let him go to the distant tree farm to cut trees.

"Let's go, let's go take a look!" Zhou Ren said, and the two of them headed for the tree farm. From a distance, they saw a white figure jumping up and down among the trees!

"Jim!" Zhou Ren shouted, "Come here!"

The little skeleton tilted his head, revealing a big question mark, but still obediently walked over, holding an axe in his hand.

"Has Jim changed?" Zhou Ren asked. This was naturally said to Mossa, because the little skeleton can't speak yet.

Mossa had mentioned before that the reason why Jim couldn't speak was mainly because his intelligence development was not yet complete. This skeleton had not developed for long. Although he had become a white skeleton leader, he actually only had the most basic intelligence.

His current intelligence is similar to that of a child, and he can't accept more advanced instructions, but he is still very intelligent. At least he can learn synthesis and other methods without a teacher.

"Well, the shell has been strengthened a bit, probably comparable to a high-level professional, but the combat power is still very weak..." Mossa said.

"Oh, that's good, we don't need him to fight!" Zhou Ren nodded.

During the time they found him, a small half of the trees in the tree farm had disappeared. Zhou Ren patted his ribs, "Go, continue to cut trees! Remember to replant the saplings. Put apples, lemons, and oranges in different boxes..."

Oranges also come from the food power of "MC is too simple", which needs to be dropped by oak saplings, but to be honest, Zhou Ren doesn't like this feeling very much. He prefers Pam's HarvestCraft, that feeling of fruitful abundance.

But this is not determined by his will, just like those fruits planted in the field, all he can decide is the harvest. Ah, he saw it, today's elven fruits are indeed growing very well!

He can gather a large batch of elven fruits again, Zhou Ren thought. A few days ago, he finally couldn't resist the temptation and opened a fruit to taste it.

To be honest, the taste is indeed very good, a bit like a mixture of pear and chestnut, the slightly sandy texture and the sweet juice are acceptable.

It's just that the obvious thing is that he didn't experience the kind of magic filling his body and the overflowing vitality, but instead felt a sense of fullness.

An elven fruit can restore 3.5 points of satiety, which is a very good emergency food. He has always thought so. Today is just the harvest season, but only the elven fruits are not quite the same.

"Mossa, tear down that mushroom greenhouse!" Zhou Ren ordered. In the current situation, the mushroom greenhouse has no special function other than being an eyesore.

With the mushroom tree, this cobblestone shed has lost even its last bit of effect. Tearing it down is of course the most economical approach.

He continued to gather food. Wheat, potatoes, beets, and carrots are all ripe, and a large wave of mature vegetables can be harvested, and cattle and sheep can be fed.

But Zhou Ren thought about it and decided to leave these tasks to Jim. He should come over after he finishes tidying up the trees.

Anyway, these can be harvested with a sickle. Only the elven fruits that he is now bending over to pick cannot be harvested, and can only be picked in this way.

Zhou Ren was also happy to pick them. In fact, the biggest immersion in MC is here. Whether it is mining, farming, building, or researching synthesis, these things are very easy to get addicted to. Many times, it gets dark while doing them, which can be regarded as a spectacle for the block people.

He continued to move forward step by step, and soon put all the elven fruits into the boxes next to the field. These are special food boxes.

Every once in a while, he would move these foods to his home, some in the warehouse, some in the kitchen, and some back to feed the increasingly large ranch creatures.

"Chickens, cows, sheep, pigs, rabbits, do I now have so many varieties of meat?" Zhou Ren said with some emotion. He looked up and saw an unusual tree.

"Hiss, what kind of tree is this? When did it grow?"

PS: First order 700, a decent number? Well, four rewards owe four more updates, okay, go coding... I clearly paid them off yesterday

PS2: There should be a second update today, um... I will try to write it out before the evening...