Chapter 1049: Trade Route (1)

The women screamed in the Carefree Spring.

Zhao Chi stood nearby, observing their bodies.

This was the first time he had seen them reborn, so Zhao Chi deliberately drew closer to observe.

Soon, all the women were washed clean.

But every one of them lingered in the spring water, reluctant to leave.

Gu Qing laughed and said, "Why are you still dawdling in the water? You'll be able to soak every day from now on. Go eat first and shed your newborn state—off you go!"

Tang Ruan said, "Come with me. We have a chef now, and his cooking is far better than mine. The head chef, Chu Shi in particular, has excellent skill."

The fifty women were led away by Tang Ruan.

But one of them was held back by Gu Qing: "Xiao Qiu, wait a moment. Let my lord take a look at you first."

"Look at me?"

"Mm. You've just been reborn, and my lord wants to see whether your body has changed. Let him examine you carefully. Don't squirm."

"Oh, alright, Sister Gu."

Zhao Chi laughed and said, "Gu Qing, how did you know what I was thinking?"

"Naturally." Gu Qing was a little pleased with herself. "Xiao Qiu, lie down on this stone platform."

The stone platform was warm and lustrous, and very comfortable to lie on.

"Oh, alright."

Xiao Qiu obediently lay down.

Then she smiled and greeted Zhao Chi.

"Hello, Xiao Qiu. Relax your body." Zhao Chi drew closer.

"Alright."

"I'll examine your body carefully. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

"It's fine, my lord. Please go ahead and examine me."

Xiao Qiu's loyalty was at eight points, and her temperament was good too, which was why Gu Qing had chosen her specifically.

These women had died a little over three weeks ago.

Afterwards, the women of Taoyuan had undergone genetic improvements for night vision and load-bearing capacity.

Those genes were all present in them as well.

They truly were entirely new bodies, yet their memories and everything else were exactly the same as before death.

Zhao Chi didn't know whether this counted as a perfect rebirth, but from what he could see, there was indeed no problem.

He began with Xiao Qiu's hair, then moved to her head and neck, then inside her mouth, her chest and back, arms, armpits, waist and abdomen, between her thighs, and her legs and feet.

He examined and felt over every spot, thoroughly and carefully.

There was nothing wrong anywhere.

At least, he hadn't found any problem.

Zhao Chi could basically conclude that this Bone-Gathering Rebirth was perfect.

"How is it, my lord?" Gu Qing asked softly.

"Mm, no problem. Everyone can rest easy."

Gu Qing laughed and said, "Everyone was already at ease. Only you tend to overthink."

Zhao Chi nodded and said, "Alright, Xiao Qiu, go find Tang Ruan and the others for a meal. They're in the kitchen just nearby."

Xiao Qiu's face was flushed red from Zhao Chi's examination, but she didn't move a muscle and didn't make a sound.

Only now did she blush crimson, scramble up, and say, "Thank you, my lord, for examining me, but… I still need to go wash myself…"

Gu Qing laughed and said, "Go on then. Wash up and come eat."

"Alright, Sister Gu Qing. My lord, I'm off."

She darted into the spring water in a flash, gently rubbing herself clean with her palms.

Zhao Chi looked at his own two hands—there was some slick fluid on them too—so he went to the Carefree Spring as well and washed his hands.

Another task done.

Zhao Chi's domain now had a total of 713 people.

There were 290 female soldiers, with women making up over 40% of the troops.

That ratio was a little high, but for now it was still a village-level domain, so it didn't really matter.

As long as the food supply could keep up, after all.

Afterwards, Zhao Chi once again burrowed into Qi Yue's body and truly began a wild, round-the-clock bout of crafting.

During this period.

Yang Xiong and Lu Yi and the others came looking for Zhao Chi several times, wanting to drink together again.

Zhao Chi went once more, and then everyone went back to their own tasks.

Four days later.

8:10 a. m.

Zhao Chi rose from Qi Yue's soft embrace.

For those four days he had gone all out, without a moment's rest.

Even when he passed on genetic material to them at night, it was a quick, decisive affair—charging from the start straight through to the end.

Leaving them with knit brows, breaking down very quickly.

Only Tang Ruan was overjoyed.

She liked Zhao Chi fierce like this the most.

Qi Yue could barely handle it, so she always bent down first and took her time, which shortened Zhao Chi's charge time and made it easier for her to bear.

Over these 4 days, a total of 28 production cycles were carried out.

3,227 pairs of ultra-thin, ultra-smooth silk stockings were produced.

A great many.

It was because the quality and durability of this batch of silk stockings had both decreased.

The silk stockings worn by the female soldiers had a durability of 5 + 90, totaling 95 points.

If they didn't fight, even wearing them every day would only reduce durability by 1 point per day, so they could be worn for 95 days.

But this batch of commercial silk stockings only had 15 points of durability.

But that was still 200% more than the ultra-improved silk stockings' own 5 points of durability — already quite a lot.

And just like what was sold before, Zhao Chi made them all as rough-quality items.

Such attributes were only 75% of standard quality, a significant shrink compared to what the female soldiers wore, but still more than double that of ordinary ultra-improved silk stockings.

Reduced durability, reduced quality.

This type of silk stocking was produced very quickly and consumed little material.

So in just 4 days, 3,227 pairs could be produced.