Chapter 275: One Hundred Thousand

In the days that followed, Kong Sanqiang's daily task was to drink Demon Beast blood, refine the pure blood energy from it, and then transform Vampire Descendants.

During this process, Kong Sanqiang's Blood Core was also constantly growing, and his strength was becoming increasingly powerful.

Zhang Butou received electric shocks every day, and the vitality within his body increased with each passing day; his originally gloomy body gained a surge of vigorous vitality, becoming yin with yang inside, and his resistance to Thunder gradually improved.

Inside Luolong County, everyone was busy; with a city-building tool like cement concrete, plus the help of pulley systems, the construction of the outer Barbican was proceeding very smoothly.

The potatoes and sweet potatoes in the fields were growing very well, changing with each passing day, and the leaves were lush and green, which was a delight to see.

These new crops, potatoes and sweet potatoes, could also grow vigorously during the drought season.

Meng Yifan had brought some more potatoes and sweet potatoes when he traveled over this time, and he made a big pot of potato stew with Demon Beast meat for everyone, and also boiled sweet potato porridge to let everyone have a taste; each resident in the city got to eat two potatoes and three sweet potatoes, and everyone praised them endlessly.

Potatoes could be eaten as a vegetable or as a staple food; after being boiled, they tasted soft, glutinous, and delicious.

Sweet potatoes, on the other hand, were like fruit, carrying a hint of sweetness; they could be eaten raw, steamed, roasted, or boiled in soup, and it was said they could even be made into candied sweet potatoes, with a wide variety of ways to eat them.

Both of these were good crops; in another month or two, once the potatoes and sweet potatoes were harvested, everyone would be able to eat them in large quantities, which filled the common people of Luolong County with hope for the future.

The adults were busy, and the students in the school were studying diligently; the sound of clear, resonant reading every day was refreshing to hear.

Meng Yifan had too many things to do, and sometimes he really couldn't spare the time to teach the children, but for subjects like physics and chemistry, no one else could teach them besides Meng Yifan.

When Meng Yifan traveled back this time, he brought an LCD screen and downloaded a full set of nine-year compulsory education video tutorials on his computer; when Meng Yifan was busy, he would play the video tutorials for the students, and when he had time, he would come to the school to explain problems and answer questions for the students.

Students like Zhang Mancang were dumbfounded the first time they saw someone lecturing inside a screen.

They did not know how such a large person could have squeezed into such a small screen.

However, thinking that Meng Yifan was a mysterious and unfathomable Immortal Cultivator, everyone automatically assumed that this screen was likely some kind of immortal Dharma Treasure.

Although it was just playing teaching videos, the students' learning attitudes were very upright; even a mischievous child like Zhang Mancang did not dare to slack off.

Lord Meng was using such a precious immortal Dharma Treasure to impart knowledge to them; if they didn't study hard, they could just wait to go home and get a whipping with a belt.

Professional matters should be left to professional people; these teaching videos recorded by famous teachers explained things in simple terms and were vivid and lively, even better than what Meng Yifan taught, so the students' learning progress was very fast.

Students were the future of humanity, and if Meng Yifan wanted to develop technology in the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty, he had to count on this group of children.

Meng Yifan planned to organize an exam tomorrow to test the foundation of this group of children and see if there were any geniuses among them.

The top three would each be rewarded with a light bulb; once connected to wires, their homes would be very bright at night, and the students wouldn't need to light kerosene lamps to read and write at night.

On this day, Meng Yifan was inspecting the Barbican when suddenly, a thin man in black used a Lightness Skill to run over quickly, panting as he said, "Lord Meng, it's terrible! An astonishing number of the Monster Army is heading toward our Luolong County. A rough estimate is at least one hundred thousand monsters. They are not moving fast, and according to their speed, they will reach the walls of Luolong County in two days."

Meng Yifan's heart skipped a beat; according to the intelligence he had obtained from Lang Jiao, there were only a little over one hundred thousand monsters in the entire Dongchuan Prefecture. Could it be that the entire Demon Race army had gathered at Luolong County?

Meng Yifan's original plan was to take experts like Meng Shuangdao and Lang Jiao, the Vampire Squad, the Imperial Guard Company, the Salvation Army, and other elite troops out of the city to hunt, but he hadn't expected the Demon Race to press their army toward the border before they could even make a move.

Soon, the news of the one hundred thousand-strong Demon Race army attack spread throughout Luolong County, and the common people were worried and discussing it in hushed tones.

"It's over. This time, one hundred thousand monsters have come. Our entire city only has a little over forty thousand people; how can we withstand the attack of so many monsters?"

"That's right. Monsters of the same level are stronger than human soldiers in both strength and speed. Plus, we only have a little over one thousand regular troops. Even if we add in the young and able-bodied men and women, we can only scrape together a little over ten thousand people. That means one person has to eliminate ten monsters on average to win this war. The difficulty is too high."

"Damn this world. Our Luolong County was developing well and we just saw some hope, and now the Monster Army is here. How are we supposed to live?"

"The Monster Army won't arrive for another two days. Why don't we take this chance to run away?"

Over the past few days, many new refugees had been recruited one after another. They had not yet fully integrated into Luolong County, and now that they suddenly heard the Monster Army was pressing on the border, they were not optimistic about the upcoming battle.

Most of the refugees had fled here because their original cities had been breached by the Demon Race. They knew the Demon Race's combat power was extremely fierce. If one hundred thousand of the Demon Race army really came to attack Luolong County, then with the few defenders in the city, they definitely wouldn't be able to hold it. It would be better to run away while there was still time.

"Bullshit! Run? Where can you run to? The entire Dongchuan Prefecture is full of monsters. Even if you escape Luolong County, you might run into the Demon Race army halfway. It would be better to stay and fight to the death with Lord Meng. If you die, you die; if you don't, you live forever. Anyway, I won't run. I'm staying here to fight the Demon Race to the death."

"That's right, you cowards. We won't run. We'll follow Lord Meng. Lord Meng is a mysterious and unfathomable Immortal Cultivator with great strength and many powerful firearms. Never mind one hundred thousand monsters, even if it were one million, Lord Meng could wipe them all out."

"Lord Meng has treated us well, providing food and drink and letting our children learn to read and write. We commoners don't understand any grand principles, but we know Lord Meng is good to us. How could we run away just because danger is coming? Is that even something a human would do?"

Among the refugees, many had already become subjects of Meng Yifan. They had experienced too much suffering along the way and cherished their current happy life even more.

In the days in Luolong County, although they had to work every day and were very tired, they were tired but happy. Seeing Luolong County change with each passing day, they also felt very proud.