Chapter 227: The Dagger Revealed
After receiving confirmation from Matthew, an excited Ralph grabbed a few pieces of soft bread and quickly left the dining hall, heading straight for the production factory.
After months of exploration, Ralph had fully grasped the core of the lord's territorial development strategy!
And that was to make more gold!
With enough gold, they could purchase vast supplies, recruit talent, and attract migrants.
Then, by using systems that benefit everyone, they could motivate people to work harder, consolidating labor for key construction projects.
Constantly expanding farmland!
Continuously growing workers!
An ever-strengthening army!
As long as they continued along this path, Bay Territory's development wouldn't slow down.
Seeing Ralph leave in such high spirits, Matthew thought for a moment but decided not to reveal the full truth to him.
The core production of detection rods and light arrows was not done by him or his laboratory golem, Mountain.
The reason was simple.
Matthew didn't have enough time or mana to dedicate to producing detection rods and light arrows.
After finishing his meal, checking Leanna's assignments, gathering information from Fruit and the Tree of Wisdom, and reviewing Yaya's growth progress,
Matthew returned to his secret chamber.
Consciousness transfer.
Matthew returned to the Murloc camp.
He went to the ruins' entrance, checked the underground fortress, and after confirming everything was in order, left everything in Beelzebub and Field's hands.
Next, Matthew returned to his quarters, and together with an eager Yaya, tore open the teleportation scroll.
There was no jarring pressure or empty falling sensation; the teleportation was smooth this time.
"As expected from a teleportation array reinforced by the Mage Tower."
Thinking this, Matthew became more determined to build his Mage Tower quickly.
What greeted him was a curious face.
Fair, delicate skin that resembled that of a real person, long and slender limbs, and a strikingly curvy figure.
At first glance, this appeared to be a stunning beauty.
But the faint red glow in her eyes revealed her true identity—Tower Spirit 343.
"Lord Matthew, welcome back."
With elegant grace, 343 gestured for Matthew to follow, her eyes briefly flickering red as they glanced at Yaya perched on his shoulder.
Leading the way, 343 guided Matthew through the Mage Tower's interior.
Unlike the first floor, which was vast and empty, this level was more like a working area with various buildings standing tall.
Semi-open houses were scattered along both sides of the street, their rooftops and exteriors adorned with lavish decorations.
Through the open doors, wooden furniture and marble floors could be seen, illuminated by vibrant, flashing lights.
The sky and surrounding landscape, which should have been hidden, were replaced with a beautiful, illusionary environment, creating an outdoor-like atmosphere.
Beautiful!
Exquisite!
In addition to the stunning decor, steel golems stood at the entrances, while cleaning automata moved around, showcasing the lord's magical prowess.
From time to time, flying carpets glided through the air, with curious faces peeking down.
Everywhere, the streets and buildings shimmered with magical light, symbolizing the special functions of various spells and artifacts.
This area, infused with magical advancements, was entirely different from the medieval style of Blood Moon City.
Although Matthew had seen more dazzling sights in his "memory," he was still impressed by the reality before him.
Leading the way, 343 explained the functions of the surrounding areas.
"This is the living area. If you want any food, Matthew, just let me know."
"I know 1,365 cooking methods, including 879 kinds of Eastern cuisine."
Matthew believed her, though most automated meals often had a somewhat rigid texture, the flavors were still decent.
Moreover, Tower Spirits like 343 had strong learning and adaptation abilities.
"This is the teaching area, and next door is the student laboratory. Since they're on break today, they're likely doing experiments on their own."
Magic apprentices!
A term Matthew was quite familiar with.
He too had gone through that phase, though much of his time had been spent worrying about the funds and materials needed for learning spells and conducting experiments.
"Not far from here is the agricultural zone, where food can be rapidly produced through magic."
"It not only sustains the Mage Tower but also supplies half the city's needs."
Indeed!
This was the importance of a Mage Tower. In critical times, it could use various spells to produce large amounts of food, ensuring the tower and city were supplied.
However, this required a significant amount of resources and energy, so it was rarely activated outside of emergencies or war.
"Here's the production zone, fully controlled by human-like soul spirits."
"As long as there's enough energy and materials, 500 magical core components can be produced daily."
343 stopped here, allowing Matthew to proceed.
Two-finger-wide peachwood cores were being meticulously carved by a magical hand wielding a chisel.
Intricate magical runes were being clearly and flawlessly etched onto the wood.
The finished peachwood cores were sent to the next area by conveyor belt.
Transparent magical hands, glowing with spell light, picked up just one-third of the usual spell materials, applying enchantments.
First-tier spell—Detection!
First-tier spell—Pierce (Modified)!
Enchantment complete!
The luminous magical cores were sent to the final stage.
An invisible magical hand dipped them into a pale silver liquid for two seconds.
After being removed, the cores absorbed the liquid in about 20 minutes, completing the process.
This pale silver liquid was a mithril powder solution used for solidifying spells.
It was required for all magical solidification!
And thus, a 2-gold-piece magical core was made.
Indeed, the magical cores for the mini detection rods were produced here!
On the neighboring production line, light arrowheads were being manufactured, and due to their simpler process, each cost only 50 silver.
Glancing at the mithril solution, Matthew smiled and nodded, saying:
"Please proceed with full production. Bay Territory will need a significant number of these magical cores."
A flicker of joy passed through 343's eyes as she picked up a magical core, curiously asking:
"According to the information I've just gathered, the combined price of these two beginner magical tools doesn't exceed 4 gold coins."
"Matthew, where's your profit in this?"
Matthew wasn't surprised by 343's information gathering.
As he eagerly recorded the details of the production line, he smiled calmly and replied:
"In fact, I'm not making a single copper coin!"