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Chapter 575 - 575 575 Discarded and Found

575: Chapter 575: Discarded and Found 575: Chapter 575: Discarded and Found Because an experienced Great Mage had arrived from the opposition, Zhao Guang, despite having planned everything, still didn’t dare to leave for the time being.

He had to keep a close watch here until the situation was completely stable.

However, some things had already begun to be transported southward.

Should the enemy army attack and he couldn’t hold them off, he would have to retreat southward.

The southern roads had been given construction priority, so that the speed of retreat could be faster in the future.

Due to Zhao Guang’s policy tilt, development in the southern part of his territory began to accelerate.

Especially in the Capital of Art, the pace of development was changing day by day.

With such support, the new art movement had now completely spread throughout the northern Empire like wildfire.

In a few days, Miller had entered into secret negotiations with the Undead Mages from the North.

Today, Miller returned, and a flash of light appeared in Zhao Guang’s eyes as he cast his Magic Power to scan Miller.

Only after confirming that there were no tricks left by the Undead Mages did he relax.

Those guys, Zhao Guang wouldn’t find it strange whatever they did, seeing as they lived in such an unpredictable environment.

“All negotiations went well, I hope?

We aren’t at a disadvantage, are we?”

“Please rest assured, master, all has been settled.

Here is the list.”

Zhao Guang took the items and looked over them, “Very good, but do they really only want bones?”

“Initially, they wanted corpses as well, but we would not give them the corpses of humans.

As for the flesh of other creatures’ corpses, that was out of the question, so the only thing we could offer was bones.

As for other things, the other party hasn’t made any trades.”

Zhao Guang was satisfied, “Then let’s keep it this way for now.

We’ll talk more about this later.”

Bones were a low-end commodity; he didn’t dare sell anything advanced to those Undead Mages.

After all, one must be careful, or the very things he sold could become weapons against him.

Then a curious phenomenon occurred—each day, large carts laden with bones rolled out, moving majestically toward the fortress in the North.

Since the best route was through there, the fortress bridge became their main pathway.

So now, the bridge was mainly used for transporting bones.

People from neighboring territories, upon witnessing this, were surprised.

“Say, brother, what are you doing with all those bones?

What use is transporting them?”

The cart driver waved his hand dismissively, “No use, these are all to be discarded.

There are too many bones, and the Lord complains that keeping them in the territory would pollute the environment, so we’re throwing them further away.”

The onlookers were stunned; how could bones pollute the environment?

That was an odd assertion.

Bones were supposed to decompose on their own if left outside.

If not, they could be crushed directly, and they would disappear quickly.

Moreover, if they were to be discarded, why throw them to the North?

Did they think everyone else was a fool?

But throwing bones farther away wasn’t something they could criticize over—many lords issued peculiar orders, and commands like disposing of branches far away were quite common.

Compared to those bizarre orders, this one wasn’t anything unusual.

Even if someone wanted to cause trouble, there was absolutely no evidence.

Because these people really did discard the bones, casting them into a big pit further north of the outpost.

One cartload after another was thrown in.

It was just strange how some people were still counting there.

No sooner had they left than others appeared on the opposite side, controlling the Undead to collect the bones.

Thus, this big pit was never going to be filled—it would always remain just as it was.

The caravan that left didn’t head straight back, but turned and ran to another place instead.

This place was an empty lot, but it seemed as if someone had dumped a lot of stuff here before.

These items all had certain value in human society.

“Come on, pick everything up, we’re in luck,” someone exclaimed.

The people around were too exhausted to retort; every time it was the same sentence.

Couldn’t it be changed?

They were all tired of it.

After the trucks were loaded up, they drove back across the outpost’s bridge.

The man from before was still there, watching.

When he saw them return, he hurried over.

“Brother, these goods are specialties from the North, aren’t they?

Are you trading with those folks up there?” The man’s eyes gleamed with a hint of ill intent.

Little did he know the caravan owner immediately responded, “What?

We just picked them up from the wasteland.

Some people just throw stuff away.”

“Picked…

picked them up?” The onlookers’ eyes widened.

Did he take them for fools?

Even if these things weren’t of much use to the northerners, didn’t it require effort to collect them?

“Where did you find them?

I want to go too!”

“Just over there; you’ll see it if you go.”

The man left and the caravan continued forward.

“Boss, is it really okay to tell them that?”

“It doesn’t matter.

Do you think just anyone can pick stuff up?

We have the Lord’s permission.

Without the Lord’s permission, those people wouldn’t dare to go, or they wouldn’t come back.”

On the surface, they were scavenging, but in reality, it was a trade.

Messing with the interests of both sides, who would let them off easily?

Of course, what they provided to this side were just ordinary bones, and what they received in return were just some ordinary materials.

Although valuable, and the total worth being substantial, they were still only for the use of the average person.

At the level of higher-end talents, these items were of no use.

Both sides had the same thoughts, not wanting to aid the enemy.

Through this process of throwing away and picking up, the Xuanwu Territory gained a large number of basic goods, causing the three northern trade cities in the territory to develop much faster than the other cities.

At this rate, it wouldn’t take long for these trade cities to be established.

But for now, Zhao Guang’s priority was to build his own Mage Tower.

Once he hired some advanced Mages, even if he wasn’t in his territory later on, the Mage Tower and the advanced Mages should be able to suppress general enemies, or at least hold out until he could return.

During this time, Zhao Guang also made new breakthroughs in his research on self-destruct mechanisms.

For this reason, he hadn’t yet finished setting the Magic Runes on the seven-story Mage Tower.

He intended to incorporate these Self-destruct Runes into the tower after his research was complete.

That way, if anyone dared to occupy and use it in the future, they would meet their demise.

Yes, Zhao Guang was that cautious.

It was only in these past few days that Zhao Guang had some tasks he had previously assigned completed.

“A new potion?

I had forgotten about this, bring it here for me to see.”

Zhao Guang had previously instructed the Rabbitfolk to research new potions, not Magic Potions, but ordinary Potions utilizing Earth materials, tailored for use on Earth.