Roland did not look away until the 'Seagull' had completely disappeared into the sky.
"Sometimes I think it's better to build a frontline headquarters," he whispered. "Staying in a place where everyone can see it can boost morale and also be considered to have personally participated in the Battle of Divine Will. In the future, when historians record it, it'll be a little more to brag about."
"Do you still care about that?" A reply came from the void. "Besides, before being recorded in history, you have to endure Vendy and Scroll's incessant chatter until you admit your mistake and change your mind. I've experienced it before, and it's definitely not something an ordinary person can endure. It's better not to give them more trouble. "
Roland could not help but laugh. "That's true."
The battle with the demons was likely to last for months or even years. He had to work hard to adapt to this new normal.
Thinking of this, he looked at the guards in the distance. "Summon everyone. I'm going to the Third Border City."
The latter immediately saluted and said, "Yes, Your Majesty! I'll inform the guards right away! "
According to Kyle Sichi's report, there was new progress in the research of the rubber worms.
It was time to test the results.
"Let's go." He nodded to his side and then walked toward the exit of the airport.
…
After confirming that the secretions of the rubber worms had important uses, the Taquila witches not only opened up a series of new caves for them, but also took on the role of keepers in their spare time.
After all, it was not easy to find ordinary people who could face the devouring worms calmly and talk cheerfully in the worm caves. In addition, long-term work in the underground could easily lead to psychological instability. The breeding part was now completely taken over by the Taquila witches, and the workers were only responsible for the loading and processing of the rubber.
It could be said that this was another miscalculation by Roland. He underestimated the tolerance of people in a claustrophobic environment.
The rubber worms hated sunlight, liked humidity, and would move according to sound. Even if they were not aggressive, the rustling sound from time to time was enough to weaken people's spirit.
He was also unable to provide lighting and communication equipment for every worker, formulate detailed shift rules, and come up with a set of psychological comfort guidance — it was not that it was impossible, but that the cost-performance ratio was too low. There were a lot of factories outside that needed manpower, and he could just pull them in and use them. There was no need to waste time on de-witching them. Therefore, he simply transferred the ordinary people to the more relaxed follow-up process.
Prius Dessau, the Knight of Chickens and Ducks, did not stay idle either. He used his free time to write breeding manuals and guide the production of chickens. He also played a significant role in the rapid growth of related products in Neverwinter.
The expanded breeding scale provided more samples for the glue test. It was because of this basic research that Roland had the conditions for the Minister of Chemical Industry to intervene and carry out the next step of the plan.
After entering the underground, Pasha came forward and said, "Welcome, Your Majesty. Your people are now in the rubber worm lab. Do you need me to inform them? "
"No, you can take me there," Roland said with a smile. "By the way, I heard that Celine has built a new farm, which is bigger than the previous ones combined?"
"Yes, it's opposite the lab." Pasha nodded her main tentacle. "It not only uses the latest research results of the Quest Society, but also uses ideas from the Dream World. Do you want to visit it? "
"Oh?" He suddenly became interested. "Of course."
"Then please come with me. "
After passing through a long passage, Pasha took Roland to a large cave.
The entrance of the cave was equipped with iron bars, apparently to prevent the insects from escaping. Entering the cave from a small door on the side, he could not help but be slightly stunned — the environment in the cave was completely designed according to the snow mountain ruins, with luminous plants, water plants, and giant mushrooms. However, the three had obviously been adjusted reasonably. The plants were arranged along the edge of the stone wall and the flowing water, just like new street lights. As the main food of the insects, mushrooms were obviously the most abundant species. The huge mushroom umbrellas almost covered the ground tightly. Countless insects swarmed inside, and under the dim fluorescent light, only groups of white wriggling bodies could be seen. They happily gnawed on the mushrooms, and the dense crunching sound reminded Roland of the silkworms he raised when he was a child.
But what surprised him more was the size of the cave.
Judging from the endless luminous plants, it was probably even bigger than the main hall of the Third Border City. He had thought that the new farm was just a combination of several old caves, but now it seemed that it was not the case. The orderly blue light spots and the straight water system made him feel a little like a large factory.
"This is just the edge of the Impassable Mountain Range, and the height of the surface of Neverwinter is the same," Pasha took the initiative to introduce. "If we open the cave from the south, it is only a kilometer away from the Kingdom Main Street. "
Didn't this mean that the new farm was only separated from Neverwinter by a wall? If he remembered correctly, he estimated the distance they had moved just now to be no more than two kilometers away from the main city, and the outside of the stone wall should be the temporary residential area for the immigrants.
"To facilitate the transportation of mucus?" Roland asked thoughtfully.
"Exactly." Pasha raised her main tentacle. "Your Majesty, please look at the south end. "
He looked in the direction Pasha was pointing and saw a deep horizontal ditch under the wall, as if it was specially left for the rubber worms to escape.
"What's that?"
"Material Retrieving Area." "Pasha explained," Celine made use of the insects' ability to attract sound to cut a narrower and narrower passage in the wall. As long as a specific chirp was made at the other end, they would drill into the passage and move toward the source of the sound. But limited by the width of the passage, they could only poke out half of their heads at most, and their bodies would be stuck in the passage. "
"And then?" Nightingale, who had been listening on the side, could not help but ask.
"Next, we'll activate the magic core at the end of the passage," Pasha continued. "It has been adjusted to the Sharp Blade mode. The cyclone is generally used to defend against enemies in narrow passages. The core will emit a beam of magic light, which will fill the entire passage and tear up any obstacles in front of it. The horizontal passage is the path that the magic light will pass through. "
"The worms will be divided into two, and the mucus in their bellies will gather along the drainage groove in the horizontal ditch. In this way, we don't need to kill them one by one, and we can get a lot of mucus at once." She paused for a moment. "The reason why we reserved a distance of one kilometer is for the gatherers. According to Celine's idea, ordinary workers could enter the material retrieving area from the outside of the mountain, but they would not see anything except the ditch and the pool with the mucus flowing. This way, it would be convenient to collect, and it would not easily cause panic. "
"..."
Roland was speechless for a moment.
He had nothing to add.
This plan was very mature with the current technology, and it took into account the whole process from breeding to harvesting. If a rubber factory was built outside the mountain, the production and processing would be covered. Especially this kind of modern, flowing line of slaughter, which was worthy of the concept learned from the Dream World.
However, was it a bit overkill to use the precious magic core and Celine's lifelong research as a crude butcher's knife?
Even if you can't find the Chosen One and activate the Instrument of Divine Retribution, you don't have to give up like this...
"No," Roland suddenly found a problem.
"How many rubber worms can this farm hold?"
"It is estimated to be about 100,000, but given their breeding speed, it will take about a year to fill up this new farm." "
"What about the corpses after the mucus is collected?" he asked. "Where are you going to transport them?"
This was not a small problem. Roland had seen in a documentary that a modern chicken farm produced hundreds of tons of chicken manure every day. A little careless handling would cause serious soil and water pollution. Once the scale was enlarged, any small detail could cause great trouble.
God's Punishment Witches could carry the corpses now, but if the worms multiplied to more than 10,000, it would be easy to kill them, but not so easy to clean up. If the corpses could not be disposed of in time, they would definitely cause a catastrophic impact.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Pasha chuckled. "Fran and the others don't refuse anyone. In fact, the consumption of the three worm carriers to dig with all their strength was a bit shocking. "
"Gurgle —" After understanding the meaning of this sentence, Nightingale made a sound like her stomach was moving.
"Uh... Okay."
Now Roland finally understood why there was a small door at the entrance, but there was a superfluous reason to install a large fence.
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