The Modo Peak Forest is slanted in the west in autumn, and the golden sunshine spreads over the vast greenery, covering the green leaves with a layer of warm-toned gauze dress, making it a peaceful scene.

However, this quiet land is forbidden for adventurers in the north. The owners of this land have always regarded it as a forbidden body. Those who dared to challenge the rules were hung on the city tower the next day.

Therefore, in the eyes of Northland adventurers, this land is full of mystery, which makes people feel curious and fearful.

However, the Modo Peak Forest, a tiger's den in the eyes of outsiders, is a paradise in the eyes of the monster residents living in it.

Compared to the wild beasts that were rampant many years ago and the major tribes were fighting endlessly, the Modo Peak Forest is simply too safe. The cubs of monster residents often play wildly in the forest until dark.

"Look! Heaven!" A werewolf cub felt a large shadow flying over his head, and quickly looked up to check and saw the giant dragon flying in the sky.

"It's the real dragon! It's Lord Jose and Lord Olivia!" Another werewolf cub couldn't help cheering.

Although they all live in the Modo Peak Forest, the life cycle of the dragon is very different from that of ordinary monsters.

The dragon often sleeps for several months or even a year, and the red dragon doesn't like to show up outside without any trouble, which has caused many residents of the Modo Peak Forest to never see their own rulers.

"Really!"

“…”

A group of monster cubs looked up at the majestic figures under the blue sky, and were awe-inspiring in their hearts. They cheered and thrilled in the clearings in the forest, following the traces of the dragon.

The actions of the monster cubs also attracted the attention of the two dragons.

Looking down, he saw the monster cub running all the way through the woods. Olivia looked complicated and admired the Red Dragon's actions in her heart.

In the hearts of traditional five-colored dragons, strength and fear are the foundation for maintaining rule, and they do the same, but the red dragon gives a completely different answer: formulate rules, maintain order, actively publicize, and guide the behavior and thoughts of the monster residents under their command.

Judging from the current results, the red dragon method is significantly better than the traditional five-colored dragon method, and a large number of admirers and loyalists have been born under his command.

The best proof is that those monster spies who sneak into the dark area to perform spy missions, and those who are exposed to commit suicide rather than reveal any secrets, as well as the monster cubs running in front of them.

Soon, the monster cub was thrown away, and a mountain appeared in front of the two dragons.

Two dragons stopped above the mountain, flapping their wings and floating in the air.

"It's here, the capital I carefully selected."

Olivia pointed to the mountain below and continued, "Jose, look, this mountain is very suitable for the address of the capital in terms of terrain and geographical conditions."

Jose looked at the peak below and found that the peak was not high, with a thick foot of the mountain and a slope of thirty degrees, which was just right for building gradient buildings.

Around the mountain is a large area of ​​flat land, which leaves enough reserved space for urban development.

What is even more difficult to be reliable is that there is a tributary of the Volga River not far from the city. The tributary solves the city's water use problem and provides certain shipping conveniences.

"No, good, you're intent," Jose was satisfied and affirmed Olivia's location.

After receiving the praise from the Red Dragon, Olivia couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Of course, this is the most suitable address I chose to fly all over the Modo Peak Forest."

Olivia continued: "I have already had a preliminary idea of ​​how to build a city, flatten the mountain top and build the palace on the mountain top. The mined rocks are just used as building materials."

"In terms of defense, the city wall is built around the foot of the mountain, surrounded the entire mountain peak, and then digging a canal into the river to build a moat."

Jose nodded. He could not see anything wrong with the Green Dragon's design in a short time.

But one thing is that with his thinking beyond the times, he attaches great importance to the construction of urban sewers. He doesn't want the territory he lives in to smell like shit and urine: "How is the design of the urban sewers?"

“I plan to connect the sewer and the river to let the river take away the filth.”

"Ha," Jose glanced at the direction of the river. The winding river was like a white ribbon sank into the dark forest in the distance.

"Well, I remember right, Cassie's fishman lives in this river, and this river flows to the elves territory, and drains sewage directly into the river, which will definitely cause protests from the elves."

Olivia asked back, "But what else can I do if I don't drain the sewage into the river?"

Jose frowned slightly. In the south where magic civilization is highly developed, the Pompeii Empire and the trading city-state chose to use magic arrays to purify sewage. The current Modo Peak Forest does not master the relevant technology and does not have the engineering strength to match it.

After looking at the surface, Jose closed his eyes and calculated that it was not too far from the big crack, only four or five thousand meters away.

"I thought of a way to ask the kobold to dig a tunnel and lead the sewage into the big crack."

Olivia's eyes lit up, and she also knew that the big crack in the Blood Tooth Mine Cave was bottomless. It was indeed a good place to discharge urban sewage.

"Okay, just do it!"

As he said that, Olivia smiled with a bad taste and said with a smile: "Jose, do you think there will be Drow elves and the like living in the big crack? If it really exists, then the sewage will be poured...hahaha!"

"Hahaha, that's not within our consideration."

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In the early morning, the sun pierces the morning mist shines on the huge houses in the gravel town, making it appear peaceful and peaceful.

These houses made of huge rocks are at least seven meters high. The huge windows and huge doors are obviously not ordinary people's houses.

This is the settlement of the gravel ogre tribe!

Decades ago, the gravel tribe with a population of more than 100 took the initiative to surrender to the Red Dragon and since then he boarded the express train of the development of the Red Dragon power.

In order to encourage ogres to have a high level of force, José specially formulated a series of policies to encourage ogres to breed offspring.

Originally, "no food is allowed without labor." was the principle of material distribution, but Jose opened the back door for the ogres and formulated another set of material distribution policies. In simple terms, this policy is: the more you grow, the more materials you allocate, the better.

Even in order to encourage ogres to have children, Jose will choose a female ogre who has the most children every ten years, award the honorary title of "Model Mother", and give it a drop of dragon blood to transform it into a family.

Inspired by sufficient food supply and family rewards, the gravel ogre tribe has been working at full speed. In just 30 years, the population has changed from the initial one hundred to nearly three thousand today.

The originally dirty and messy gravel tribe has also evolved into the current gravel town. The oily shack with air leaks has become solid stone brick houses, and the mud path with feces has also become gravel paths and even stone slab avenues.

But the biggest change is the ogres in the tribe.

Crunch ~.

An ogre cub pushed open the door and walked out of the door with his name Germosh.

Gemosh's eyes were shiny, and he looked like he was used to getting up early.

Almost at the same time, the door of the house in the Gravel Town opened, and a group of male ogres who were about the same size stepped out of the house and strided forward in the same direction.

As a privileged race that receives special care, the ogre clan also pays the corresponding price while receiving the benefits of the Red Dragon, which is the mandatory military service for the whole nation.

In order to train qualified warriors, male ogres have received various combat training since childhood.

Following the gravel path, Gemosh came to the militarized school in the center of the gravel town, stepped into the school's training ground, and saw the armored ogre warrior standing quietly on the edge of the ground.

The armored ogre warrior held a wide-blade axe in one hand, with his back straightened, standing solemnly, with bright eyes. He was cooperating with the centipede scars that cut from his forehead to his ears, giving people a feeling of being terrible and not easy to mess with.

However, Gemosh didn't think so. He and his classmates respected the powerful veteran from the bottom of their hearts. He raised his hand and said hello: "Good morning! Teacher Ukel!"

Ukr nodded by default, responding to the student's greetings, and then returned to its original state.

Gemosh was not surprised by this.

In fact, for Ukr, who has always been strict, nodding and responding has become a way of paying attention to students' performance.

Ukr is more serious about other students and often doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

In the original words he had met with his first student: "The weak are not worthy of respect! Even living is a gift from the great real dragon!"

Gemosh came to the teacher and stood up, moved his hands and feet, and warmed up before training.

Soon, other ogre students arrived one after another, and the training officially began.

The first thing to start is physical training.

The ogre cubs lined up with logs thicker than their waists, running around the training ground, making heavy breathing sounds as they ran.

Seeing an ogre student behind, Ukr roared loudly: "Run quickly! On the battlefield! Your enemies will not wait for you!"

The irritable veteran not only roared, but also raised the whip in his hand and thrust hard at the ogre that fell on the back.

Hearing the whistling sound of a whistling whip, a force burst out from the body of the ogre at the end, and quickly accelerated, and the whip blew in the space.

To escape a disaster does not mean that he is safe. He continues to explode and speed up his efforts to catch up with his classmates in front.

How dare the ogres in front be caught up? Being caught up means that the chance of getting whipped increases greatly and they also accelerate their running.

Not only the ogres who fall in the end will be whipped, but Ukr will also whip them with a whip, making the ogres students dare not slacken at all.

In an atmosphere of chasing each other, the ogre cubs sweated wildly.

The stern Ukr looked at the team chasing each other with a serious expression, but he was satisfied. Seeing Gemosh running in the front, he felt even more satisfied.

Good seedlings!

His wisdom is beyond the ordinary ogre level, his body and will are not bad, and he is also working hard, and he is always the first to arrive at the training ground. All of this adds up, making Ukr very optimistic about the future of this student.

Maybe he can surpass me and achieve my unfulfilled wish...

Ukr recalled his eyes and recalled the battlefield.

Decades ago, on the battlefield of the indigenous coalition led by the Dana people, he fought bravely. He slashed the heads of hundreds of enemies with a big axe, but eventually he was seriously injured and withdrawn from the battlefield due to being targeted by enemy strong men.

Due to serious injuries, his professional career path was cut off and he would never be able to break through to a high-level warrior in his life.

When facing the option of compensation for retirement, he chose to return to the gravel tribe with gold coins, and began his long teaching career from then on.

As time passes by bit by bit.

Half an hour has passed.

The ogre student was almost exhausted and paralyzed. Even the best Gemosh felt soreness in his arms, his breathing rhythm was rapid, and his running speed was significantly reduced.

"stop!"

The moment Ukr shouted to stop, all the ogres stopped and used their last strength to steadily stand on the ground.

Dongdong!

This was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, and the sound of ogre students' suffocation and swallowing saliva were also heard.

The smell of food was already heard from the canteen. Gemosh sniffed it with his nose, and he smelled the aroma of steamed buns and his favorite bison meat.

After a while of further resuming exercise.

"Dinner! Take a half hour off!"

The teacher's voice was like a horn of charge. The ogre who was so tired that he almost wanted to lie on the ground suddenly burst out with incredible potential, like a wild horse running out of reins to the cafeteria from the spot.

Gemosh took the lead, rushed into the door, headed straight to the wooden table where the tableware was placed, grabbed the top big bowl, and then lifted it to the ogre aunt who was distributing the food.

The aunt was familiar with the way, grabbed the steamed buns in the basin and put them into the bowl that reached in front. Then, under the eyes of the ogre cub, she put a spoonful of bison meat in a spoon and put it in a small plate.

However, the small plates here are based on the standards of ogres. For normal people, this small plate is enough to serve as a bathtub.

Germosh took the food and walked to the dining table beside him to enjoy it, chewing and swallowing.

Under the digestion of the ogre's terrifying gastric juice, the food turns into nutrients and flows to all parts of the body to replenish the physical strength of the ogres who are exhausted from training.

The dining tables beside him were filled one after another, and the ogres worked hard.

"Ah~! What a group of energetic young men!"

Hearing this sharp voice, without looking up, the ogre students also knew who the person who made the voice was. He was the chef here, Mr. Goblin-Puk.

Puke comes from the underground kingdom and claims to be the ninth generation of students of the Red Dragon Royal Chef - a master of halfling cooking.

This is really not a bragging, but it is nothing great, because all the chefs of Modofenglin have a bit of a teacher relationship with the halfling chef.

"I remember when I was cooking underground, when I was still cooking, the Great Real Dragon had eaten the food I made and said it was OK..."
Chapter completed!