Chapter 182
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Ten miles was not a long journey. After a quarter of an hour, Long Bufan and his party finally arrived outside the city gate.
Looking at the simple city wall that had no offensive or defensive capabilities, Long Bufan's heart sank. If he had known earlier, he would not have chosen such a poor territory instead of being greedy for such a large area.
"May I ask who you are?" Although the bald captain had some guesses, he still had to confirm their identities.
Li Yun stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "This is the Lord of Storm City that the Emperor has appointed, Lord Long Bufan."
Long Bufan did not waste any time. With a flip of his hand, he took out the golden jade slip token that the Emperor had given him.
When the bald captain saw the jade slip token that represented the Lord's identity, his eyes trembled. He immediately bowed and said, "Honorable Lord, I have been waiting here for a long time. Welcome!"
After saying that, the bald captain's subordinates also saluted Long Bufan.
After the accompanying caravan entered the city, they separated from Long Bufan and went to a nearby hotel. After resting, they would conduct a field survey of the surrounding environment and plan how to invest.
Soon, Long Bufan and his party arrived at the Lord's official residence. The decoration was not very pleasing, but the only optimistic thing was that it covered a large area and there were many rooms, enough to accommodate hundreds of cavalry.
Long Bufan was a little hesitant.
From the bottom of his heart, standing in the Storm Territory, Long Bufan could clearly understand the situation of the entire continent as a spectator.
Storm City's territory was backed by the Magic Beast Mountain Range, which was another great advantage. They could attack or retreat. After having the berserker race as an ally, the Magic Beast Mountain Range, which was a "forbidden area of the continent," had undoubtedly become their own backyard.
If there really came a day when they had to give up the territory, they just needed to pat their butts and hide in the mountains. It was almost impossible to find a shadow in the thousands of miles of depth.
Of course, choosing this place was not perfect. The hundreds of miles of wilderness was barren, and the original few people had already migrated, so there was no guarantee of supplies. In addition, there was no ready-made shelter here.
It should be known that once the plan was implemented, more than half of the other tribes of the Berserker Race would also move over. In terms of population, there were about 50,000 people, which was roughly equivalent to the total population of a small to medium-sized city. How to settle them down was really a big problem.
"Sure enough, as the old saying goes, although money isn't everything, you can't do anything without money." These difficulties made Long Bufan quite vexed, and he secretly reflected on his mindset.
Long Bufan knew that building a city and assembling an army was not an urgent task. With his current wealth, he could still hold on for a while. In the future, he could only slowly think of ways to make money. Long Bufan did not believe that with his intelligence, he would be stumped by money.
But before that, he urgently needed a sum of money, so he made a sound transmitting talisman and sent it to the Imperial Capital. He explained the situation to the wealthiest person in Heavenly Flame Imperial Capital and asked the Emperor to provide support.
On this day, after lunch, five disciples of the Crafting Pavilion from Ling Xuanwu Province were welcomed into the hall of the Lord's Mansion.
"Five senior brothers, welcome." Long Bufan looked in amazement at the five men who looked exactly the same. These five people were obviously quintuplets of the same father and mother.
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