Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor

This is also the prototype of industrialization assembly lines. Whether it's an ordinary workshop or an extraordinary workshop, it must follow this path to have a future.

"Then I'll start researching right now and promptly design a feasible plan for you!"

Zhuo Ya eagerly sat back in front of the desk, listing out the points Luo De mentioned and combining them with the gauntlets previously made by Senda to start designing new armor.

There were actually many ideas in Luo De's mind, regarding the modular configuration of the armor, the maintenance in the later stages, specific forms, and so forth.

But Luo De feared Zhuo Ya might not be able to digest it all, so he didn't say more.

Simultaneously, Luo De didn't want to limit Zhuo Ya with modern industrial thinking—perhaps she had innovative ideas?

Thus, Luo De didn't linger to disturb her, turning to leave the Alchemy Workshop and went over to inspect the Magic Potion Workshop.

The Magic Potion Workshop was relatively calm, and You Lai, serving as the temporary leader, was producing commonly used potions in the territory with three other magic potion apprentices.

Luna was in charge of overseeing the herb garden and the Magic Plant Garden.

Finally, Luo De inspected the Magic Plant Garden, where the best-growing crop in winter was the snow wheat sown in early winter.

Most of the yield from the two acres is used as seeds, sowing another thirty acres of snow wheat.

As for the remaining two hundred and eighty pounds of snow wheat, it was kept as the basic material for making magic potions in the Magic Potion Workshop.

After finishing his patrol of the Magic Plant Garden, Luo De didn't stay, riding the Thunder Dragon non-stop back to the border town.

Zhuo Ya hurriedly ran towards the Lord Manor shortly after Luo De left.

Durant, who had just finished reporting the situation with the captives, walked out of the manor and politely greeted Zhuo Ya upon seeing her.

"Miss Zhuo Ya, are you looking for Lord Luo De or Lady Avril?"

Durant actively reminded, "Lord Luo De just left, and Lady Avril went to the Magic Potion Workshop."

"Darn, still a step late!"

Zhuo Ya was somewhat frustrated, lightly sighed, and said, "Durant, Knight, can you help me find some corpses?"

"Preferably the corpses of magical beasts, some spells need them as materials."

Zhuo Ya added, "Actually, corpses of humans with extraordinary powers are better..."

"This..."

Durant's face showed difficulty.

Magical beasts were not under Durant's management, and typically their corpses are rarely retained.

After all, every part of a magical beast is valuable, even its meat can enhance the eater's physique.

As for human corpses, there are indeed some, but using them as materials was hard for Durant to accept.

He contemplated for a moment and asked, "Is this material very important?"

"Very important."

Zhuo Ya said firmly, "Without a corpse, my research can't continue."

"Alright then."

Durant slightly nodded, frowning and said solemnly, "Leave this matter to me, I'll provide suitable corpses for you."

"Thank you so much."

Zhuo Ya sighed in relief, nodded, gave a salute, and turned to leave.

Durant took a deep breath, turned his head to look towards the southeast.

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...

Frost Castle.

Meeting Hall.

"How can this be..."

After listening to the guard's report, Winnie's face turned pale.

She grasped the table with both hands, trying to steady her trembling body, and asked in a trembling voice,

"Is the information accurate?"

"Accurate, Viscount."

The guard kept his head down, not daring to meet Winnie's eyes, but his tone was very certain,

"Not only has the border town fallen, but even the nearby villages have been attacked by the Black Pine Ridge army!"

"Our forces couldn't resist at all, everyone and the food were taken by them!"

Winnie swallowed forcefully, her pride replaced by panic.

The fall of the border town meant that most of the Cold Blade Clan's territory was exposed right in front of Luo De's army.

Just like a peeled peach, without any protection, only leaving enticing tenderness.

"What about the troops going to Eagle Ridge?"

Winnie suddenly reacted, seemingly grabbing onto a lifeline, urgently shouting, "Quick, quickly deploy them back!"

"The coalition attacking Eagle Ridge has been disbanded, recalled by those few lords to protect their territories."

The guard said in a low voice, "Our men are on their way back..."

"Emergency military situation!"

The guard's voice was interrupted by a shout, as a guard hurriedly ran in, panic-stricken, kneeling before Winnie,

"Master Gredor was ambushed on the pine forest path at Eagle Ridge border, our troops were scattered, and we lost contact with Master Gredor!"

"Viscount, bad news! Our horse farm was attacked, all warhorses have been stolen!"

"A scout from the west just reported seeing the Viscount Mir's clan hauling three carts of goods to show goodwill to the border town!"

"The desert sent news that the army led by Lord Vinnis was defeated!"

...

One after another, the bad news hit Winnie like a breach of floodwater, leaving her momentarily breathless.

She stood in place, breathing heavily, unable to speak for a long time.

The guards reporting the news knelt on the ground, not daring to speak, fearing the Viscount's wrath might fall on them.

The meeting hall fell into silence, only the crackling sound of the fireplace breaking it.

Yet reality wouldn't stall due to silence, all the bad news required a response.

After all, the other side was still waiting for orders from Frost Castle.

"Viscount... Viscount..."

After a long wait, the guard who first reported quietly reminded,

"Shall we consult the Marquis?"