53: Daily life of the lord

Mo Yan watched Bai Lingyue's graceful figure disappear into the entrance of the Ice Crystal Cabin, his eyes deep.

That Nine-tailed fox…was indeed not simple.

A small, furry paw gently tugged at his pant leg, interrupting his thoughts.

Gun Gun looked up, his small head tilted, his eyes full of confusion: "Mo Yan…are we going to fight?"

Mo Yan squatted down and rubbed her furry head; the touch was warm and soft.

"Yes, some disobedient mice need to be cleaned up," his voice softened.

"Gun Gun will protect Mo Yan!" Gun Gun puffed out her small chest, waved her paws, and tried to make a fierce expression.

Mo Yan smiled and took out five faintly glowing elemental stones from his talent space, handing them to her.

"Your task is to stay in the house, absorb these elemental stones well, Cultivate diligently, and become stronger."

He looked at Gun Gun seriously: "Only when you become strong enough can you better protect yourself, protect me, and protect our home, understand?"

Gun Gun looked at the elemental stones in front of her, then at Mo Yan's serious expression, and nodded as if she understood but didn't.

She stretched out her small paws and carefully hugged the five elemental stones to her chest.

"Mm, Gun Gun…will work hard to become stronger!" She nodded vigorously, her tone firm.

"Go on," Mo Yan patted her back.

Gun Gun, holding the elemental stones, jumped onto the bed, found a comfortable position, and quickly entered a Cultivation state, with faint Spiritual Qi fluctuations rippling around her.

Watching Gun Gun enter meditation, Mo Yan slowly stood up.

Beast tides, territory upgrades, recruiting talents, upgrading buildings, researching technology, and now preparing for an expedition…

Things came one after another, with almost no time to breathe.

He, this Lord, seemed to be increasingly like a busy head butler.

The affairs within the territory were complex; from resource allocation to personnel arrangements, from building upgrades to combat deployment, everything required his personal attention.

Although he had talents that could solve some resource problems, management and decision-making could not be replaced.

Even the time to calm down and Cultivate the Star Stepping Art was compressed to almost nothing.

Mo Yan rubbed his brow, feeling a hint of fatigue.

If only the Tavern could produce a talent skilled in internal affairs management, then he could be freed from these trivial matters and focus on improving his own strength.

He composed himself, no longer dwelling on it, and turned to walk out of the Ice Crystal Cabin.

The cold wind hit his face, swirling the snow on the ground.

Within the territory, several construction sites were still enveloped in white light, emitting a slight hum.

Soldiers patrolled and stood guard at their respective posts, their expressions solemn.

His gaze swept around, and he quickly caught sight of that familiar figure, then stepped towards the western wall.

On the wall, a vigilant Soldier stood at regular intervals.

"Wang Wu," Mo Yan walked behind him and called out.

Wang Wu's body trembled slightly, and he immediately turned around, saw it was Mo Yan, and quickly bowed in salute: "My Lord!"

"I have an important task to give you," Mo Yan wasted no words and went straight to the point.

Wang Wu saw Mo Yan's serious expression, realized the matter was not simple, and straightened his body: "Please instruct me, My Lord."

Mo Yan raised his hand and pointed to the direction west of north.

"In this direction, about fifteen kilometers, west of Ice Wind Valley, coordinates…"

He clearly reported the coordinates that Liu Mengli had announced earlier in the regional group chat.

"According to intelligence, that is the territory of a Lord who is hostile to us."

Wang Wu's eyes instantly sharpened, and the hand holding his bow unconsciously tightened.

Mo Yan looked at him: "I need you to set off immediately, sneak over, and ascertain the situation there."

"Find out how many people they have, how their territory is arranged, what their defensive strength is like, and if there are any special areas that need attention."

"Remember," Mo Yan emphasized, his eyes becoming exceptionally serious, "your primary task is reconnaissance, not combat."

"Ensuring your own safety is the top priority; once exposed, retreat immediately, do not prolong the fight."

Wang Wu nodded vigorously, committing every word firmly to memory: "My Lord, rest assured, your subordinate understands!"

He checked his equipment, pulled his hood down to cover most of his face, and nimbly climbed down the wall, his figure quickly merging into the wind and snow, disappearing from sight.

"Very good," Mo Yan nodded; he had confidence in Wang Wu's alertness and wilderness survival skills.

Sending him for reconnaissance was the most reliable choice at the moment.

...

There were still many things to deal with next, so Mo Yan turned and walked towards the Weapon Workshop and Armor Workshop.

The two newly upgraded workshops were adjacent, looking more imposing than before, and from within came more intense clanging sounds, mixed with the crackling of the furnace fire and the whooshing of the bellows.

The newly recruited blacksmith, Cheng Liyi, was shirtless, revealing his bronze muscles, wielding a heavy iron hammer at the entrance of the Armor Workshop, repairing a shield damaged in a previous battle.

And over at the Weapon Workshop, Li Gang, equally robust, was methodically directing several other Soldiers to move a batch of damaged long spears to a corner, preparing for repair.

Mo Yan called out: "Cheng Liyi, Li Gang."

The two heard their Lord's voice, immediately stopped their work, and quickly walked over, bringing with them the heat and smell of smoke.

"My Lord!" Li Gang and Cheng Liyi responded respectfully.

"The Soldiers' equipment is severely worn and needs to be repaired and reinforced as soon as possible," Mo Yan went straight to the point, "especially the armor. Additionally, the territory is currently in urgent need of a large quantity of arrows made from wolf fangs."

He looked at Cheng Liyi: "You are responsible for the armor."

Then he turned to Li Gang: "You are responsible for weapon repair and arrow manufacturing."

The two responded in unison: "Yes, My Lord!"

Mo Yan nodded and opened the System Mall interface.

A dazzling list of items popped up, and he directly searched for acceleration scrolls.

"Purchase two Elementary Forging Acceleration Scrolls," Mo Yan thought, spending 1000 gold coins.

Two scrolls emitting a faint yellow light appeared in his hands.

"These are for you," Mo Yan handed the two scrolls to Cheng Liyi and Li Gang respectively, "Using them can speed up your work efficiency."

"Thank you, My Lord!" Both of them took the scrolls, their eyes showing surprise.

A 100% increase in efficiency meant they could complete their tasks faster.

Mo Yan looked at Cheng Liyi's thick arms and the large iron hammer, then asked: "Cheng Liyi, with your current skill, what quality of armor can you forge?"

Cheng Liyi scratched his head and said honestly: "Reporting to My Lord, my forging skill is proficient, and armor forging is at Minor Achievement."

"I can make basic leather armor and chainmail, and if I'm lucky, I can forge ordinary quality armor."

"As for rare quality…I currently have less than a thirty percent chance, and it also requires higher demands on Materials and furnace fire, and even better blueprints are needed."

Li Gang also scratched his head and chimed in: "My Lord, weapons are the same. We can currently only repair and make the most basic long spears and daggers."

"To forge high-quality equipment, blueprints are key. Without blueprints, we can't utilize our skills, even if we have them."