Salty Fish Army Leader

"Senior brother, brooms can't fly!"
"I was thinking a bit of mana would do the trick."
"Senior brother, what's the deal with uranium ore and herbs?"
"I was thinking I could rub up a nuclear reactor."
"……"
"How did you manage to do it?"
"Nothing's too difficult if you're willing to think it through!"
Song Yin addressed his junior brothers, "As long as you think it through, that's enough. Leave the rest to the all-powerful mana. Do you juniors agree?"
The junior brothers bowed their heads, "Senior brother is right!"

Elder Martial Brother is Always Right

The three of them left the grand hall directly. At this time, there was no one on the square, desolately empty.


They didn't linger, but went straight down the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Jin Guang suddenly froze there.


Just at the base of the mountain, there was a small village. The layout of the buildings in the village was neat and orderly, with about thirty people or so.


Some were chopping wood, others were quarrying stone, others were herding chickens and ducks, and someone with a basket of roots and wild vegetables set it down, picking through it, then handed the leftovers to the people nearby who were cultivating the land.


Jin Guang knew that Song Yin had moved the mortals collected by Zhao Yuanhua to the foot of the mountain to live, but he thought that at most they would just barely survive at the mountain's base.


But now, this didn't look like barely surviving at all. It was in fact very harmonious, very peaceful, very... strange.


Chapter 47: Taking the Mountain as the Furnace