MC's career as foreign lord

"Next time, we can set up a control group to try it out!" Zhou Ren said. The sapling had completely grown up and, led by Jim, was very gently waving its branches.

The control group he was talking about actually referred to two Trees of Life. If they were planted together, he should be able to completely explore the growth conditions of the Tree of Life.

But it didn't matter if he didn't have one. He just made a note of it and might not even take it to heart.

Zhou Ren, as Steve, Mo Sha as a Lich, and Jim as a Skeleton, didn't consume much life force, so they didn't pay much attention to this matter. Instead, they ran to the other side to continue farming.

In a sense, Zhou Ren was much calmer than he imagined. Even when he met Corellon, he still didn't forget to feed the cattle and sheep.

After four or five rounds of feeding, the number of little ones in the cattle and sheep pen finally had a substantial increase.

It started with ten, then fifteen after the first round, twenty-two in the second round, thirty-three in the third round, forty-nine in the fourth round, and in this fifth round, it had become seventy-three.

"There's always one that's an odd number, not a multiple of four, so pitiful!" Zhou Ren sighed, took out his axe, and gave a little liberation to the two lonely cattle and sheep.

Now they didn't need to think about why they were always the ones getting hurt. They directly turned into materials and food in Zhou Ren's hands.

This round alone cost a full two stacks and sixteen pieces of wheat just to feed the cattle and sheep, and one field wasn't enough. He needed two. It seemed that the cattle and sheep slaughter plan also needed to be put on the agenda!

Zhou Ren, who was sent out by the cattle and sheep in a green light, also saw Mo Sha moving with difficulty in the pigpen. Compared to the Buddhist cattle and sheep, these pigs were really fertile.

Mo Sha's two stacks of carrots were completely gone. The little rabbits only ate a little more than ten, and the rest were eaten by the pigs.

"Hmm... I need to make more pork chop rice!" Zhou Ren thought, but his expression didn't change much. This basically marked the end of his daily work. Usually, he would farm, harvest vegetables, raise pigs, then chop trees, continue building the farm, and collect stones and soil...

This series of tasks would take at least two days, possibly more, because he often had some whimsical ideas, and these things took time to realize.

Now, of course, things were much better. Mo Sha helped him with chores and coordinated everything, and Jim was a great help with work. In just a few hours, he had collected several stacks of soil. His speed was undeniably fast.

Carrying some pork that had suffered from heatstroke, Zhou Ren quickly returned to the aerial farm and saw Shia, who had already gone down the hydro-elevator, seemingly having just planted the seeds.

"How is it, Princess Shia?" Zhou Ren asked, "How does it feel to plant fruits... nice, right?"

He was still a bit confident, after all, it's MC, if you know, you know, what's the world's most popular game!

"Yes!" Shia pursed her lips. "It's a very wonderful feeling. Thank you, Your Excellency!"

She could feel a special meaning when the strange power swept over her while planting.

That was the aura of a new legend, and it was also the harvest she wanted to obtain.

Zhou Ren waved his hand. "Just a bit of outdated gift. You're planting for me here, so wouldn't the fruits produced next time still be mine?"

He thought very clearly. "If there's nothing else, shall we go back and see your teacher?"

"Yes!" Shia continued to nod, her face indifferent. She seemed to feel that this was not very good, and quickly said, "The teacher has suffered divine might, and I'm afraid he won't be able to recover so quickly, unless there is something that can remove the divine might..."

"Does divine might also belong to a negative status?" Zhou Ren asked curiously. When he faced Corellon directly before, he didn't really feel much. Now that he thought about it, was that faint aura in the environment divine might?

"It should be?" Shia was also a little unsure. In this era, even saints had become distant legends, and gods were even more ancient legends.

Even the most authoritative institution on the continent, the Coast Wizard Association, had published a questioning article, "Gods, Do They Really Still Exist?" (Although it was quickly strangled by major religious factions across the continent), let alone others. (Playing with memes, playing with memes, don't spray)

In ancient times, some mages even researched the steps to slay gods, but in this era, they didn't even have a good way to remove the negative status of gods.

"If it's a negative status, there may be a way to remove it!" Zhou Ren said, "In short, let's go see him first!"

The group walked out of the farm one after another. In the distance, Jim was silently shoveling mud, and beside him, some small grasses were slowly growing with the help of the Tree of Life.

For some reason, Zhou Ren always felt that whenever he wanted to do something serious, strange things would happen around him.

For example, this time, the arrival of the elven elder should have been a serious discussion about the sale of elven fruits, after all, he also needed a large source of funds.

But this time, it was actually because of the appearance of the contract that an elven god descended into his territory. Although the result of directly negotiating with the god seemed to be not bad.

But this couldn't alleviate the suspicion in his heart. In a sense, the arrival of this god only further verified some of his guesses.

The world itself was not constructed by real rules, but a world shaped by someone's will. From this point of view, if that God of Gods created his world into such a world, without defense, where anyone can enter at will, wouldn't he have any ideas?

Zhou Ren was more inclined to believe that the other party itself wanted to use such a world form to verify something.

Whether it was to promote the progress of the world or to cause more people from other worlds to have an impact on their world's affairs.

In a sense, this was a good thing for Zhou Ren, after all, the last visitor from another world had already become one of the strongest in this world.

"It seems he hasn't woken up yet!" Zhou Ren said. The three of them stood around the bed, but Shia seemed absent-minded.

Zhou Ren was very curious and asked Shia, "Why do I feel like you're not worried at all?"

"Because... Druids, or rather, Druids who contract with the Tree of Life, will not die!" Shia said, "The teacher once went to the battlefield of the Blood War. He said that except for the Blood War, even gods cannot directly destroy the contractor of the Tree of Life!"

"Is this the true secret of the elves' strength?" Zhou Ren said, "Then it's okay if I try it out!"

He reacted quickly and immediately thought of the best use for such a person. Anyway, they won't die, so he can torture them to death. Wouldn't it be good to use them to test medicine?

After all, besides the beneficial versions of Mystery Stew, there are also many special versions, such as poisoning, blindness, nausea, and even withering...

Zhou Ren was also very curious. In such a real world, what would the so-called withered state look like?

But these things could only be discussed later. He didn't know if his few Trees of Life could support the signing of a contract. If they could, it wouldn't be bad to find two experimental tools.

He took a bowl of milk from the food box beside him. Since he could drink milk from a bowl instead of a bucket, Zhou Ren had a bowl of milk in his daily diet. Anyway, there were so many cows, it would be a waste not to milk them!

Finally, Shia acted like a disciple instead of an unrelated stranger. She took the milk from Zhou Ren and fed it to Orichalcum's mouth.

However, Shia didn't seem to have taken care of anyone before. Her actions were clumsy, and a lot of milk spilled, flowing all over the ground. But with the help of the milk, Orichalcum slowly woke up.

The item characteristics in MC have never been something that must be completed. They are more like a special embodiment of rules. As long as they are used, their power can be maximized.

For example, milk. A bucket of milk and a bowl of milk have a huge difference in quantity, apart from their own characteristics, but this seems to make sense.

Seeing Orichalcum cough and wake up, a hint of joy appeared on Shia's iceberg-like face. "Teacher, you're awake!"

"It's not easy to see your face after waking up!" Orichalcum said with emotion, "According to my body's calculations in the Astral Plane, it's not yet time for me to wake up!"

"It's all thanks to Lord Zhou Ren. He took out a divine object that could heal you!" Shia said.

Orichalcum recovered quickly. If it were a mage or druid with sufficient life energy, they would be able to feel the life force being absorbed like an energy siphon after he woke up.

Perhaps because his life force was sufficient, his body was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. His originally pale face was also quickly turning rosy.

Zhou Ren smiled, "It's good that you've recovered. I would be very troubled if you hadn't woken up!"

"I will explain to Her Majesty the Queen that when I come here to sign the contract next time, I will bring a divinely bestowed item!" Orichalcum said with a headache.

Shia asked, "Teacher, shouldn't every elf have the blessings of the gods? How come you..."

Orichalcum smiled and shook his head, "Every elf carries the blessings of the gods and the gifts of the World Tree. Divine power will not harm them, but will only make them feel awe—except for Legends!"

"Except for Destiny Legends, because Destiny Legends are taking the path of becoming gods, all the great power is placed on themselves, so they can only resist the divine power head-on!"

"I see!" Zhou Ren looked at Mosa in surprise. He had said that he had experienced the battlefield of the gods, and that kind of pressure was probably more terrifying than a main god, right?

Unexpectedly, when Zhou Ren turned his head, Mosa shook his head, and his voice sounded in the soul contract.

"No god will release their divine power in the blood war. That is the battlefield of the gods, and no one will reveal any flaws!"

Zhou Ren nodded slightly, watching Orichalcum get up from the bed, and then the three of them slowly moved outside the pavilion.

Now is the time for real negotiations. One thing that Zhou Ren appreciates about the elves is that even though he is already a full-fledged Earl, listed within the elven system, and can even be respectfully called a Divinely Bestowed Earl!

The elves are still very disciplined in doing business with him. Perhaps because of Corellon's accidental intervention, many of their off-table tricks have failed, but…

Looking at Zhou Ren's young face, they didn't seem to think this was a losing or unprofitable business. On the contrary, it was a very good opportunity!

Since Corellon has acknowledged Zhou Ren's status, then the initial pleasantries can be dispensed with. "Lord, please look at this!"

Lord is actually a simple respectful title for nobles with the rank of Marquis and below, meaning a noble with a title.

The moment Zhou Ren signed the God Contract, he was no longer a foreign lord or an unknown noble. Now the nobles can call him Earl or Lord.

At this time, he truly deserves the title—Your Excellency.

Orichalcum took out a parchment scroll he was carrying. "This is a contract jointly drafted by the Elder Council and Her Majesty the Queen. Lord can take a look at it and then discuss new things with us."

Zhou Ren opened the parchment scroll with some discomfort and couldn't help but complain, "Don't you have paper here? Wouldn't it be very expensive to use parchment scrolls?"

He was still used to flipping through books. Writing and drawing on parchment with a quill pen was really not in line with his status.

"This world only has leather scrolls, not the paper you mentioned!" Mosa explained, "Master, many of your things are unique in this world!"

"Only leather?" Zhou Ren was stunned. The magical civilization here was very prosperous. He originally thought there would be some simple way to make paper, but who would have thought that there wasn't?

"Then how do you make books?" Zhou Ren asked while flipping through the information on it, "With parchment?"

"You guessed right, Master!" Mosa replied.

"We'll talk about this after we're done!"

Zhou Ren had already started flipping through the scroll. It listed some notes and principles in elven script, and there were also some very conspicuous emblems and marks. The main points were the conditions and obligations, and of course, the corresponding money and resources!

"What does it mean... must provide a thousand elven fruits every year? I don't like the word 'must'!" Zhou Ren said, "I have no obligation to provide you with anything!"

His attitude was unexpectedly tough, so tough that it felt a little unbelievable, but it made the two people in front of him feel just right.

Perhaps before today they would have felt resentment or harbored grievances, but after today they would not. They would only feel that this was very reasonable.

Because Zhou Ren was no longer an ordinary transmigrator, but an existence recognized by Lord Corellon, and even able to trade equally. From this moment on, at least in front of the elves, his status had been elevated!

The elves must recognize Zhou Ren's legitimacy. This was their absolute obligation as Corellon's subordinates, so Zhou Ren had the confidence to directly overturn this transaction!

Zhou Ren held out a finger, "I will provide you with three thousand special elven fruits every year, and I don't want you to pay money, how about it?"

"Then Your Excellency, what is the price?" Orichalcum would certainly not be blinded by such benefits. Although three thousand elven fruits was indeed a terrifying number!