On a sunny day, the famous "Mineral Development Team" was announced. In the early days, only Liu Xinyu, three of them were transported to the 20-box hunting box, and then Yin Senchen. Although he didn't say anything, the life of the exploration team was naturally much easier than that of the porter.

Yin Senjin was one step behind and did not get the position. He could only be a 100-ton lift, the only mobile crusher in the mine. The track part often stopped. Whenever this happens, Yin Senjin had to do about two hours of work to lift the ore of the entire vehicle to the upper part of the crusher and pour it over.

Before the gentlemen in the diamond-shaped office figured out the situation, Liu Xinyu made people carry the whole frame of konjac and disappear into the vast forest. Compared to the story of the "Human Development Research Association" working hard in China, Liu Xinyu did not think that the danger in the Western Continent could rise to a certain extent. On the other hand, Yin Sen was so as to have two beliefs that he was a relatively powerful knight of divine arts. It was simple to escort three people.

Even Jin Doona breathed a sigh of relief, but she was a little worried deep down. She had already fallen in love with life in the Western Continent.

On the last day before leaving, Yu Weichao launched 100,000 efforts to help various vehicles load and unload ore. From the magical mountain to the waterway and the divine compartment, vehicles flowed continuously on just 10 kilometers of road, forming a rolling steel shuttle.

At this time, Xijiang Shuizhai was still not a prosperous city, but a vibrant city - the greatest ideal of mankind is vitality. Whether it is a utopia that is in ruins, it must be so vibrant during the construction period, making the people in it full of expectations.

Similarly, cities that have lost their development are nourishers of numb environments, and no creature can resist the unchanging. Just as the mountain people with beautiful mountains and rivers are eager for industrialization, while the citizens of the steel jungle are eager for suburbanization, the Mara City, which once had a front line of the temple, has now become a half-dead stone city, forming a sharp contrast with the vitality of Xijiang Shuizhai.

Sir Silva, with his servant, stood in the dust raised by the car, breathing greedily.

His servant choked violently and couldn't help coughing. He listened to Sir Silva's dissuasion tone and said, "Don't cough, swallow it, this is the power of God. The source of power!"

The servant's face was about to turn blue, but he really didn't dare to cough.

The Great Sir Silva who returned to the Senate was still the Great Sir, and the orders were unquestionable.

Another 30-ton heavy-duty truck was speeding past, and the bumpy road conditions made the gold ore powder drift away in the wind.

Sir Silva's hand reached in the air, hoping to touch as much dust as possible, and his face showed a look of envy and happiness.

After a long time, he let out a breath and said, "The people of Jiangning are so rich! I must let the nobles in the city see how powerful the people of Jiangning are and go ahead to see."

"Yes." The servant ran away immediately, hoping to stay away from the dust.

Yuncun.

The area extends forward two kilometers to the long and vast Xijiang River. After using more than 3,000 machines, the engineering team cut down the trees and pushed them down, they built a loading and unloading site with an area of ​​5 square kilometers. The 1,500-meter-long waterway god wing was placed in different areas of the loading and unloading site, and the materials were filled in mechanical and manual ways.

A waterway god compartment is 10 meters high, 30 meters wide and 50 meters long. In order to ship as much materials as possible, we must carefully stack them. Without a gantry crane box container, the workload is equivalent to manually building a skyscraper or a small pyramid.

The symbol of Mara City sent 10 fighting knights to help. They were able to drag a 30-meter-long tree or lift a container—the container was usually neatly made of rubber, paper or metal ingots.

Sir Silva said even more happily when he arrived at the ground: "The hard-working people are so capable. The Jiangning people have the ability. If our slaves were so serious and hardworking, the light infantry battalion would not be defeated at all."

"The Great Jazz is right. Judging from the people of Jiangning, they seem to be divided into levels. The yellow skin is higher and the dark skin is lower. They are probably of some level." The servants value the hierarchy most, so they know very well.

"It's not just a little bit." Silva sighed and said, "We must correctly make Mara City a dark-skinned person, and then occupy other temple territories and divide it into a low-level population. By the way, where are the temple knights sent by the Speaker to help?"

His servant searched for a long time, suddenly pointed to the rubber area on the right and asked, "The one who carried the big box seems to be the Knight Kazan..."

Knight Kazan is a temple knight with level 8 fighting skills... she is actually moving boxes.

Sir Silva is just a level 8 temple knight. He pretended not to hear the servant's words and turned his head to the left. The ore loaded and unloaded there. He saw a dirty man actually opened his hands and pushed a plate more than 30 meters wide, thus pushing all the ore behind into the waterway god's compartment...

Very strong!

When I looked closely, it was the Knight of Silver Forest Spiritual God Technique.

Sir Silva's worldview collapsed suddenly.

"I'm going to see Lord Chen Yi." Silva raised his whip and whipped Maozun.

The beast was in pain, raised its hooves and ran away, heading straight towards the crowd at the foot of the mountain. If it could speak, it would definitely shout: "Let me dodge it, my dad is the mayor!"

Maozon could not speak, so the civilians at the foot of the mountain had no intention of dodging.

It happened that three officials, under the protection of two second-level soldiers, advanced towards Mala City, while walking, and measuring with an iron ruler. The sound of Mao Beast's iron hooves woke them up. The soldiers picked up the long-tube shotgun in their hands without hesitation and replaced it with a powerful one-headed bullet.

"Several lords, several lords." Sir Silva's entourage raised his hand from a distance, insisting that he stops in front of his master, and shouts: "Sir Silva's entourage in our city of Mara..."

"Hello, Sir." The six men saluted.

The Great Lord was right in front of him. If it were the residents of Mara City, they would have been kneeling on the ground a while ago.

Silva calmed down a little and stopped a little further away.

His entourage came from the family, and cleverly called the officials of Xijiang River Village, and smiled and said, "Can you inform me that the great lord of Mara City, Lord Silva, came."

This is the rule of the city-state of Mara, and all government members are one.

In Xijiang Shuizhai, continuing the Chinese tradition, the gentleman who did not have a letter of introduction must find the right department. Although the official Malacheng, who is not as "noble as the villagers", did not want to take on the matter and replied: "We are here to measure the route. If you report, please find someone in a suit and ask."

"Line? What line?"

"It seems like there is another road to build."

The West Ma Highway and the Ring Road changed the ecological structure of Mala City. Silva couldn't help but hear this and rode a macaque and asked, "Do you still need to build a 'highway'? Where is the passage?"

The highway is a transliteration, and the residents of the Mara City-state know that it is known.

Speaking of the specific issues, the official hesitated and said, "The roads are built from time to time. I heard that they are called railways. We don't know about the specific ones."

"Railway? Could it be a road made of iron?" Silva laughed. When he was imprisoned in Xijiang Shuizhai, he studied Chinese without any trouble, and his level was pretty good.

The knights in the Western Continent are not as perverted as teachers, but they are above average.

The official laughed twice, but did not answer, but said, "Our construction period is a bit tight. If you have other questions, you can ask someone Chinese."

"Chinese?"

"Oh, they are from Jiangning. They call themselves Chinese now."

As the number of students sent to the Western Mainland increased, the market for "Jiangning people" became smaller. At the last diamond-shaped conference hall meeting, it was unanimously decided to change the name to "Chinese people" and the officials who surrendered to the water village naturally responded.

After delaying for a while, Silva stopped talking about looking for "Half Chen Yi". It cannot represent Mara City or temples. How do they use the magic knight box in the temple knight is their business...

The last chance of the Temple Knight Kazan being separated from the porters was lost.

That night, the two magic knights who returned from the Yinsen family brought back 120 fighting knights, accounting for almost one-fifth of the family's original strength, Yu Weichao simply established a new institution, the "Fighting Knight Management Office" to manage and use these fighting knights, including the temple knights sent to Xijiang to express their "respect" to the temple.

They will be arranged to work together, and they will be able to move boxes together. Kazan and others will not be able to move boxes without them.

There are quite a few high-level fighting knights, not many of which are equivalent to the number of nobles with combat power in Mara City, or the number of noble officers with combat skills in the temple, which is enough to form two 100,000 legions.

With so many people appearing in the Mara City, not only the nobles of Mara City, but also the surrounding city-states practiced to inquire.

The Speaker didn't do it, so he had to come to see Yu Weichao again and got the answer "The Lord's entourage."

Among the 120 high-level fighting knights, they were Chen Yi's entourage.

Half of them were surnamed Yinsen, and the remaining half were also descendants of Yinsen's comrades from many years of age, and belonged to the family knights of the Yinsen family.

Yinmori Yuki Box Yinmori Knives is both to free himself and to help the family. Unexpectedly, the patriarch was so excited that he would rather shrink his strength than send someone over when he saw Yinmori's four beliefs.

What power does the knight need to shrink? Just Yin Sen Lie, a four-divine knight, is enough for strategic protection.

Of course, Chen Yi could not take them all away. He picked 30 people and asked them to vow in advance according to the contract, and then brought them into the subway.

Seeing that he asked, he brought the knight back to Earth without asking. Yin Sen Yong was grateful and knelt in front of Chen Yi and said, "We are the knights of the Chen family, first of all, the knights of the Chen family, and the knight is a member of the Yin Sen family."

All the knights said this.

Chen Yi smiled and pulled them up and said, "Okay, okay, don't kneel down when you have nothing to do in the future. Is Yin Senlie okay? Is Yin Sen's patriarch not worried about him doing things randomly?"

"There are many knights with problems with their heads, and the patriarch can deal with it."

"Then your patriarch is still an organizational genius. However, if you give me 120 family knights, his protective power is still a little weak." Chen Yi shook his head very much, saying, "Okay, you can pick a few people out. When we go back, we will think about it and get a few magic knights out as soon as possible to send them to the patriarch."

"Master!" A group of knights immediately knelt down excitedly again.

"Well, small things. Yin Sen Yong, after he got back, he started thinking about it. I guess I can organize something in two months, or will it be a Buddhist?..."

Yinmori said in a low voice: "Continuous rituals seem to be easy to waste the power of faith. Buddhists have just held a big celebration. I think it is better to wait for another two or three years..."

For the knights, three to five years of waiting was nothing, and Dongpu nodded one after another.

Chen Yi had been waiting for two or three years, and his mind changed and said, "Then let's teach Tibetan Buddhism..."

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Chapter completed!