Chapter 584: The Successor
Chapter 584: The Successor
Ever since Lindsey committed himself to the construction of the camp, he rarely had the opportunity to venture far.
But this time, he had no choice but to set out personally.
According to Elder Lane's information, there was an ancient Cinnabar Mine in the far west, far beyond the influence of Banyan Forest.
Besides helping the miners reach that place, Lindsey also planned to visit the Messenger Hall near the Teleport Courtyard along the way.
There, the skills of the Awakened were protected.
To break through defenses and accurately identify the authenticity and value of information, no one in the entire camp, except Lindsey, possessed the necessary abilities.
This long journey would take enough time; just reaching the location of the Teleport Courtyard would require a full month, even with the help of ordinary workers.
Fortunately, the road Lindsey had constructed saved them a week's time. On the twentieth night, they set up camp near the Teleport Courtyard to rest.
The primary purpose of this journey was to obtain minerals, and Lindsey had no intention of deviating from this task.
As night fell, he casually opened the map and gazed at the Teleport Courtyard that had brought him to this world.
It had been almost a year since Lindsey first set foot in the Desolate Land.
The once-slaughtered Teleport Courtyard, now occupied by unknown forces, showed signs of renewed human activity.
"Almost a year..."
"Construction and management really take up more time than anything else."
"And if you think about it, these games are also quite time-consuming, aren't they?"
Lindsey sighed aloud.
The distant Teleport Courtyard was now occupied by a group of red markers.
Even without an Awakened to manage it, this place was still considered a one-way transportation hub, and those with foresight would not overlook its potential.
"The rise and fall of powers..."
As Lindsey pondered, Vivian approached from the other side of the campfire and sat beside him.
This young girl was clever and adept at social interactions.
In the nearly year she had been in Banyan Forest, her maturity beyond her years had made her a core member of the territory.
Lindsey, seizing the opportunity, took it upon himself to mentor Vivian.
Now, looking at the young girl before him, he even felt a sense of teaching a successor.
Vivian spoke up, "Sir Lindsey, how far are we from that mine?"
Lindsey estimated, "Probably another two months' journey."
"Without a road built along the way, I'm afraid we can't speed up any further."
Vivian, imitating Lindsey's gesture, raised her youthful eyebrows, "Such a long distance..."
"With you leading this time, it's fine, but for future mineral transport, we can't guarantee safety."
Due to several armed soldiers' suppression operations and the support of commercial technology, Lindsey's trading caravan could ensure 100% safety within the influence of Banyan Forest. However, beyond this boundary, the residents of the Desolate Land would not care about the origins of such a caravan.
Even more extreme, as long as the rewards were enticing enough, there might be those from the Green Marsh willing to attempt a hijacking.
Lindsey waved his hand reassuringly, "Don't worry, the soldiers we've brought this time are specifically for safeguarding the transport of the minerals."
"And while this task may seem dangerous, it's also an opportunity to make a name for ourselves. By using this trade route to spread our reputation further, the future development of Banyan Forest will become smoother."
Vivian nodded in understanding, "I get it."
"We must see both sides of every situation. Properly handling crises can also turn them into corresponding opportunities."
Seeing that Vivian understood his thoughts, Lindsey smiled and turned to point towards the distant Teleport Courtyard under the starry sky, "Vivian, do you know about that place?"
The young girl looked puzzled, "That place...?"
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Lindsey explained, "That's the Teleport Courtyard, and the teleportation formation inside is still intact. As our influence expands to this point, this is the first place we must control."
"If we can find a willing Spatial Mage, we can immediately establish contact with the Civilized World. Even if they don't lend a hand, we can still benefit greatly through regular trade."
Vivian recalled a story from her childhood, "My father told me about this. Many people didn't want to go to war, so they left the Law Capital."
"They used the teleportation formation to travel to other worlds!"
A hint of nostalgia flashed across Lindsey's face. "That's right, I've met a very powerful person like that."
It was an experience in the Forest Courtyard.
He had even impressed a Seventh Stage organization, and through this, he had promoted to a Seventh Stage Law Knight, Han Sikai, who left a deep impression on Lindsey.
And Lindsey hadn't forgotten.
Han Sikai had clearly stated that he would return to the Law Capital in his lifetime.
Perhaps in some distant world, that determined man was also making his way here.
"Other worlds."
Vivian's tone was a bit lost, "Lord Lindsey, do you think I'll have a chance to see those worlds?"
Lindsey patted Vivian's head, "Of course, I promise!"
...
After leaving the Teleport Courtyard, the survival rules on the Desolate Land became more chaotic.
During their two-month journey, Lindsey's group encountered seven attacks. Seven times by monsters, and four times by humans.
The good news was that Lindsey didn't even need to lift a finger.
The dangerous refugees they encountered, including their leaders, were generally around Third Stage.
In contrast, Lindsey's elite guards had not only been taught basic martial arts but had also undergone two rounds of training at the University, with a focus on combat techniques.
On top of that, they had received professional training within the territory.
Without holding back, these ordinary people, the best among them, could reach the level of Second Stage warriors!
Additionally, the University had researched and produced high-efficiency crossbows.
With a sufficient number of quality weapons, group combat training, and a long-term cultivated war consciousness, they easily crushed the refugees they encountered on the Desolate Land.
...
Two months later, Lindsey's group arrived precisely at the Vermilion Ore Mine's location.
It was a valley filled with bizarre rocks.
Due to years of weathering, the surrounding stones had taken on strange shapes, and the Vermilion Ore Mine was located in a higher altitude area.
As usual, Lindsey led the way inside.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound suddenly echoed through the air.
Lindsey, walking at the front of the group, slightly raised his head, and with a flick of his palm in the air, he created an afterimage.
By the time his motion stopped, he had already caught an arrow in his hand.
Lindsey's gaze lowered slightly.
The arrowhead was red, and upon closer inspection, it was a stone arrow with a thin layer of vermilion paint.
"Cinnabar for the arrowhead?"
Lindsey's expression was a bit peculiar.
At the same time, someone from the direction the arrow had come from shouted anxiously, "Who are you? Get out of here!"
"Don't you know the rules here? If you want the toxic sand, come and get it according to the rules!"
...
Lindsey didn't respond immediately.
He weighed the arrow in his hand and looked towards the rocks where the shooter was hiding. Then, he shouted loudly, "We come bearing the Sword of Peace!"
"Now, it's your choice which side to pick."
After that, Lindsey exerted force with his palm.
Without even using a bow, he simply relied on his brute strength and threw the arrow back with a powerful swing!
(End of Chapter)
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