Chapter 104: A Mountain of Monster Materials, Exchanged for Magic Materials

These internal affairs of Sasi County, as well as its future development, naturally had little to do with Jier; he revealed his identity, let the wooden gate on one side of the trench passage open, and allowed his caravan to enter.

Many of Jier's warriors, clutching the money they had just received and gazing at the gradually approaching Yemei Town, felt their desire to spend stirring.

Regarding this, Jier did not intend to stop them.

For one thing, after the continuous fighting over these past few days, the warriors had accumulated a great deal of pressure in their hearts; not to mention his subordinates, Jier himself was exhausted and felt uncomfortable all over.

He needed a good bath and a full sleep on a comfortable soft bed. His warriors naturally needed other ways to relieve their stress, and Jier would not manage that for them. Jier only hoped they would learn from the last lesson, not get scammed by others, or overspend and end up being detained.

If it came to the point where he had to go and retrieve them, that would be too embarrassing.

For another, the bounty was collected from the Sasi Family in Yemei Town, so naturally, spending this money in various places in Yemei Town counted as a subtle gesture of goodwill. By using every aspect of Yemei Town, the money issued by the Sasi Family could be returned to their hands.

In this way, the Sasi Family, who issued the real gold and silver bounty, gained a reputation for being generous and trustworthy.

The warriors holding the money gained the joy of their harvest and satisfied their desire to consume while spending lavishly in Yemei Town.

And the various merchants in Yemei Town also obtained important profits through the rare large transactions of late.

The tax officials of Yemei Town also had new work to do and could collect new tax payments for the Sasi Family.

Everyone obtained a satisfying harvest.

As soon as the caravan entered the west gate of Yemei Town and slowed to a stop in front of the Caimen Inn, Jier shouted loudly to the warriors: "You know the rules; leave your respective armor and excess weapons and equipment on the carts, and take your money bags and one Long Sword to go play."

"You don't have to come back tonight; protect your own money bags and lives. Don't let the cruel and ruthless parasitic monsters fail to get you, only for you to lose your lives in a human town. It's only afternoon now; don't forget to return to the backyard of the Caimen Inn by tomorrow morning at the latest."

After listening to Jier's nagging, most of the young warriors jumped off the wagons one after another, threw the weapons and equipment they had already taken off onto the wagons, and ran away quickly with their hard-earned money and a Soldier Changjian.

They were laughing and joking; some were calling out the name of a girl from a Red House, some were telling their companions about a product they had taken a fancy to last time, and others were preoccupied, preparing to go to the Agricultural God Church to send their accumulated wealth to their brothers and sisters in Xinxiwang through the church's channels.

The Tusi Brothers, for instance, greeted Jier before preparing to find some familiar friends in town to send the money they had earned these days to Datus.

Jier jumped off his horse and looked at the streets of Yemei Town, discovering that the atmosphere in the town was very different from before. When he came here a few days ago, the atmosphere in the town was like a taut bow—it looked full of power, but also as if it could collapse at any moment.

But now, the town felt much better. On the streets where no one had been walking, there were now many people carrying supplies and pushing wheelbarrows loaded with goods; there were also Merchant Guilds that mined for Mineral Ore in the mountains on the Northern Border of Sasi County, putting up recruitment signs, with Shop Assistants shouting out hiring wages, intending to reopen the Pigment Mine that had been temporarily abandoned before.

Some houses in the town that had been destroyed by the fire were also to be rebuilt; the foreman of the Lumber Yard on the west side stood on a Wooden Box in the street, shouting loudly while holding a logging axe, asking some young people passing by to go with him. He talked about providing food and lodging, with the first month's salary being double, the second month's salary being half again as much, and the third month's salary being thirty percent more, continuing for half a year.

"Calculate it well, this is a rare opportunity! As long as you know how to use an axe, you can get this good opportunity! If it weren't for the tight supply of wood in town, this good opportunity wouldn't be open to everyone!"

The recruiting foreman shouted until he was hoarse, but the young people passing by didn't pay him any mind at all.

Many people even curled their lips in disgust and walked away pushing their carts with disdain. The Merchant Guilds in town were now in urgent need of people to reopen the Shanglu, so even a good job opportunity like logging was now being ignored.

After all, logging was both tiring and dangerous, and while working for a Merchant Guild and going out with a Caravan also had its dangers, many Merchant Guilds in town were now focusing their attention on a newly developed piece of land outside the town.

New streets, new Merchant Guild headquarters, and new residential houses were all recruiting heavily.

"It seems that once the external threat is gone, the development of Yemei Town is not bad?"

Jier shook his head; these things had nothing to do with him anymore, so he led his horse and took the caravan into the backyard of the inn.

The large number of Tents in the backyard were still standing, but the personnel guarding this camp had been switched to Dwarves.

Although they were not tall, their shoulders were broad, their arms were very powerful, and their physiques were excellent; they could patrol and work for more than ten hours at a time without getting tired.

Therefore, although the camp had been frequently spied upon these past few days, they had all been intercepted by them.

The others in the camp also followed Jier's requirements, trying to go out of the inn's backyard as little as possible during the days he was away with his men. If they needed anything, they tried to purchase it through the Shop Assistant of the inn.

"You're back! Jier! Why is it only you? Where are the others?"

Xueya Site had originally been sitting under a shaded Tent holding a crossbow when he heard the backyard gate open and the sound of horse hooves clattering and wheels rolling; he immediately realized that Jier had brought the men back.

In fact, the atmosphere in the town had been improving over the past two days, and even those guarding the camp could sense it.

Originally, the town's water supply had to be distributed per capita, but after the counterattack plan began a few days ago, Villagers from one village after another left every day, which greatly eased the water demand for everyone in the town.

And as the elite team sent by Bell recaptured the Lumber Yard on the west side, the town's fuel supply gradually returned to normal.

On the day the Lumber Yard was recaptured, the Merchant Guilds in town jointly organized a donkey cart caravan specifically for transporting timber, using secondary freight vehicles to transport the supplies urgently needed by the town.

Although the scene in the Bei Mian of the town, which had been as bright as day for several days, was very frightening, the Priest of the Sun God Church in the town came forward to explain it, which still made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Although there were strange phenomena, as long as it wasn't caused by the parasitic monsters, it was fine.

Many people in town didn't even sleep at night at the time, but instead, whole families kept kowtowing toward the north of the town, which was as bright as day; this actually allowed the Sun God Church to absorb a large wave of Faith.

"So, so many things have happened in the town these days."

Jier sighed, then walked around the camp and found that the situation of those left behind was quite good; the Dwarves had even set up a stall for equipment and tool maintenance and repair during their idle days, patching up the Tents and many other things in the camp.

They were even unable to sit still and spent two days repairing the roof and all the doors and windows of the Caimen Inn.

Fortunately, most of the guards and hired thugs in the inn had been taken away by Jier to fight; otherwise, the Dwarves acting so rashly in the inn would inevitably have caused a great many conflicts.

As for the Herbalist, it had completely become an open-air Herb processing site.

Every time Jier and his men had captured a village before, they would have the Town Guard returning to town take the collected Monster vine plant tissues, put them in barrels, and bring them back to be handed over to Zuojigela at the inn.

And our unlucky Herbalist had been spending these days with his family processing the large amount of Monster materials being sent back continuously.

They were exhausted.

There were even dozens of barrels of these materials that had undergone primary processing, and facing this scale of Monster materials, Jier was also at a loss for a moment.

"My lord, if it really doesn't work, we can keep the amount of materials we need for ourselves, and entrust the rest to the Merchant Guilds in town to sell on our behalf to the Herbalists in the nearby large towns."

The middle-aged Herbalist rubbed his hands: "Although it is far less valuable than selling the finished products, any Potion maker with some experience can see that these filtered and separated Monster plant juices are a useful kind of Monster material. They should be able to sell for a large sum of money."

Jier shrugged: "But it's definitely far less valuable than making them into finished products, right? You will lose a large amount of income!"

Zuojigela smiled awkwardly: "But our caravan's scale cannot transport materials of this size. You see..."

Jier raised an eyebrow: "I will lose a large amount of income. And these Monster materials can also provide a lot of help to the warriors when made into Potions. I am very serious about anything that can improve the combat strength of the warriors."

Zuojigela stopped talking; he could only look at the barrels of Monster plant juice stacked up with a worried face, unable to think of a way to deal with them. After all, these things were difficult to load onto carts and take away, and leaving them here made it difficult for him to make them into relevant useful Potions.

Even he and these materials couldn't stay in Yemei Town, because some of the materials for making Potions, including Potion bottles and wooden stoppers, were not things that Yemei Town, which had no history of Potion making, could provide.

Rather than letting the local Merchant Guilds stock up from big cities, it would be more cost-effective to transport these materials to the big cities.

"Regarding their specific handling, don't worry about it. You keep a few barrels of materials here and first make a batch of Potions for the warriors to use. Make more of the practical ones; don't make the Potions that improve the effect of Meditation for now. Wait until you buy a wagon later, or have excess wagon transport capacity, before carrying out the production of such Potions for sale."

"I will temporarily find a place to store them and deal with them later."

Jier patted the Herbalist on the shoulder and instructed him thus.

In reality, Jier intended to rent a small warehouse and then pretend to store these Monster materials in this warehouse; in fact, he would place these Monster materials in the lady's dream, which was his personal storage space. Things that were difficult to carry away were, of course, most suitable to be stored in such a place.

After understanding the situation at the Yingdi and making arrangements, Jier notified the Dwarfs that they would officially depart tomorrow, and had everyone at the Yingdi tidy up the carriages, and also had the Herbalist check the health of the horses pulling the carriages.

Although Zuojigela was not very willing to check the health of the horses, since he was the only one in the entire team with a certain amount of medical experience and ability, he had no choice but to take on the job of veterinarian.

Jier changed into a set of breathable and cool clothing, and with Bell's attendant and the extremely excited Bawei, carried Bell's letter and token to the Sasi Family.

With Bell's trusted attendant leading the way, they easily passed through the layers of guards the Sasi Family had deployed on the streets and within the mansion, and among the large complex of buildings of the Sasi Family, they found the Second Butler who was in charge of internal affairs.

The Butler of the Sasi Family had been taken away by the Sasi Baron, so many of the family's specific affairs were handled by this Second Butler.

For things like opening the treasury or exchanging for Magic Material, it was useless to find anyone else; one had to find him. At this time, the other Sasi Family members still in the family were only responsible for holding meetings to discuss major issues and making decisions on general directions. Most of them were responsible for daily enjoyment and managing affairs in the town and even parts of the county, while the trivial matters within the family were all handled by this reliable Butler who had served for a few decades.

"Lord Jier, I have read Young Master Bell's letter and verified the token given by the Young Master. Furthermore, with the proof from the Young Master's personal attendant, regarding your ability to obtain Magic Material worth two hundred and ten Gold Coins due to the merits you established in battle, please come with me. In addition, this subordinate of yours can also exchange for Magic Material worth up to twenty Gold Coins."

This Butler had an authentic Empire accent; many immigrants from the Empire spoke like that, but this Butler's tone was very standard when he spoke.

At the same time, the common language he spoke was also very standard, without a single bit of the verbal tics or slang that ordinary people would use when speaking.

"Then let's go. Sigh, I've been exhausted these days; let's finish this early so I can get some rest today. My people and I have to set off early tomorrow morning. I have been delayed in Sasi County for too long, and have even been away from the Kendall County army for almost two months."

Unexpectedly, Jier's complaining self-talk drew a response from the Butler who was leading the way.

"Lord Jier, if you are worried that you will miss this war, then your worry is unnecessary. Because according to the situation of military conscription, temporary organization, training, and departure in previous years, the formal war will likely only be able to officially start between the middle and the end of next month."

As the Butler spoke, he summoned patrolling Soldiers to follow him to open a part of the Sasi Family treasury.

Since the strongest person present was Jier, an outsider to the family, the Butler apologized to Jier with great regret and explained the necessity of summoning the Soldiers.

Jier waved his hand to indicate he didn't mind; instead, he was somewhat concerned and curious about the Butler's analysis of the war situation.

"Can you talk about the matter of the organization and outbreak time of the war you just mentioned?" Jier asked curiously.

Unlike Jier's curiosity, Bawei, who was walking along, was extremely nervous at this moment, because nearly twenty sturdy Soldiers were fully armed and following them with hostile intent. And the two of them, Jier and himself, were not wearing combat gear; he himself only carried a Long Sword, and Jier was even more outrageous—he only carried a Magic Dagger, a set of Stone in a leather pouch, a Short Staff, and a Statue of the God.

With these pieces of equipment, facing so many Refining Qi Soldiers at such a close distance, Bawei felt immense pressure.

Jier didn't care about this at all; he walked with the leading Butler into a heavily guarded gate, and then walked step by step down the stone steps toward the depths of the underground.

The surroundings were all solid Stone, and both the ground and the air were very dry.

The only lighting underground came from the small Baishi Lamp on the ceiling. When the sound of the crowd walking reached these exquisitely carved lamps, they automatically turned the mechanism above, exposing the side of the Baishi that emitted white light, providing basic illumination.

"... Because of these reasons, the start of the war is not as fast as you expected. My Lord, you have overlooked the needs of the big shots who command these armies."

The Butler was quite talkative; perhaps no one usually asked him about these things: "The big shots in high positions need to 'negotiate' and 'discuss' the extent of their respective forces to be deployed through various means before the war begins, and allocate their respective interests in the war in advance. This takes a lot of time, and if it is not prepared properly, the war must absolutely not be started."

Jier asked: "Then what about the large number of Soldiers conscripted? Just leave them hanging?"

"They can train, and this period of time is also the only chance for most new recruits who have never participated in a war to, uh, improve their chances of surviving in the war," the Butler said.

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