Chapter 290: Changes in Territory
After Catherine left, Ryan and Canossa were the only two people left in the tent.
Canossa looked at Ryan, smiling with curved eyebrows, and said jokingly: "Doctor Ryan, you said you have something important to discuss with me?"
Ryan prepared the words he had thought of before, and said awkwardly: "Well, you seemed to be injured yesterday, and I want to help you check the injury."
After that blunder, he couldn't smile no matter how thick-skinned he was. He just got out of bed with one woman and smiled at another woman. Only the legendary "scumbag" could do that.
"Oh... it's rare that our busy city lord still thinks of me."
Canossa joked.
She seemed to not care about the "misunderstanding" at all, and did not expose his lame excuse, "Come on, check it out."
As soon as she finished speaking, Canossa did not avoid the man in the tent and unbuttoned her cheongsam without any hesitation. As the clothes slipped off, large areas of skin were exposed to the air, and a beautiful body wearing only a sexy little dress slowly appeared in front of Ryan.
Before his gaze could linger on her, Canossa had changed into a more comfortable purple nightgown.
Then, she walked to the large goose down bed with plain white sheets and lay lazily on it, revealing her exciting figure through only a thin nightgown.
“…”
The restlessness had almost disappeared because of the misunderstanding just now, and Ryan suddenly felt very calm. He looked at Canossa in front of him and frowned slightly.
Sure enough, it was no wonder that I made a mistake. The two of them were so similar in figure, with the same silky hair, full body, and even used the same perfume...
He walked over and began to examine it seriously.
"The veins are burned by high-level fire laws, the back muscles are torn, and the sternum is cracked..."
"Oh. Then treat it."
Canossa's injury is actually not that serious. Even without Ryan's intervention, her super body recovery ability will allow her to heal automatically in the next few days.
Although she said she was healing her injuries, Ryan felt that she was actually enjoying the pleasure of using his internal energy to clear her meridians and massage.
Turning over, lying sideways, lying flat... Canossa was very obedient throughout the whole process, just like a patient who followed orders. Of course, if she didn't occasionally make those charming little gasps with her nasal voice that made people daydream...
Without any messy thoughts, Ryan treated his injuries bit by bit.
Don't be timid, give him a fair chance to get started.
Only then did he realize that he had been careless just now.
You should be able to tell the difference in touch the moment you get your hands on it.
Although the skin of a power-type extraordinary being like Canossa is equally smooth, the elasticity of the deep muscles is stronger; this is quite different from the feel of a spiritual extraordinary like Catherine.
However, the extremely gentle touch also makes people unable to put it down.
As he thought about it, his hand uncontrollably moved to other places. Canossa, who seemed to be asleep with even breathing, did not give him the opportunity to be presumptuous.
Suddenly there was a delicate cry.
"No touching allowed."
“…”
After a while, the treatment was completed.
"Mrs. Canossa, where do I sleep tonight?"
"Sleep on the bed, where else can you sleep? There is only one bed in the tent, do you want to sleep on the carpet?"
"good!"
"Hey, hey, hey, my dear Lord City Lord, where are you putting your hands... Do you think you have reached the ultimate level of 'Godly Realm', or do you think you can beat me now?"
“…”
"You are allowed to hold me, but please don't move. Otherwise, I'll kick you out."
There were occasional coquettish laughter and whispers between the beds.
This kind of atmosphere is naturally the best for talking about life ideals.
"Ryan, do you want to see the world outside the fog? I am also looking forward to it and want to see where the extraordinary road ends..."
"I think……"
"Pooh~"
“…”
In the early morning, the bonfire had gradually burned out, and as the breeze blew, there were still some flickering embers in the ashes.
The sky was already beginning to show shades of green, and the camp was becoming lively.
The dragons were howling early in the morning, and the Coleman warriors were feeding these big lizards skillfully, preparing for a new day.
Ryan walked out of the tent, feeling refreshed and stretched his body comfortably.
We spent a night in bed together, enjoying the boundless charm.
Although there is still a little bit to go, he feels that the progress is good.
At least, now the two of them are getting closer and closer. If I act a little unrestrained occasionally, Canossa will pout and avoid me, but she will just laugh it off.
If you really want to cross the line, she probably won't refuse.
But after a night of secret conversation, Ryan suddenly felt that it might be a good idea to keep some thoughts in mind.
Soon, Canossa finished dressing and came out. "What are you thinking about?"
Ryan: "I wonder when I can advance to the 'Godly Realm'."
"Come on~"
Canossa smiled charmingly and held Ryan's arm affectionately, "Let's go, let's get ready to go."
…
A few days later.
The Flying Dragon Legion returned to Black Dragon City.
After two months, the city wall has been raised to more than 200 meters in height, and the numerous artillery pieces have turned the city into an indestructible steel fortress.
The residents of the city flocked to the city walls to welcome the triumphant warriors.
"The Lord City Lord and the Lord Priest are back!"
"Elder Habu and the others were also rescued..."
"Long live Black Dragon City, long live the Lord of the City..."
“…”
Cheers rang out one after another.
The dragon army landed in a special area with well-planned animal sheds.
As soon as Ryan got off the dragon's back, he was immediately greeted with warm cheers from the people.
He immediately saw Ymir surrounded by the crowd.
After two months of absence, the princess was still as radiant as ever. She was wearing a black court dress with gold patterns. The tight-fitting clothes and pants outlined her tall and slender figure, which was three parts sexy and seven parts solemn.
She saw Ryan and nodded slightly: "Are you back?"
Ryan smiled and responded, "Yeah."
Ymir looked at Ryan and said calmly, "You have advanced to the third level of Transcendent? You have gained a lot from this experience..."
Ryan nodded, "A lot has happened."
"You can tell me what happened later..."
Ymir smiled slightly and added: "However, now you, the Lord Mayor who has not appeared for a long time, must go with me to inspect the city."
Ryan nodded: "Okay."
The two chatted as they walked side by side towards the city.
This hands-off city lord had not been in the city for two months, and unknowingly, "Black Dragon City" had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Walking on the main street of the city, Ryan also found that it was no longer the compacted dirt road as before, but was paved with thick bluestone slabs. The dirt street he walked on before would become very muddy when it rained, but the bluestone street surface gave the city the appearance of a big city. It made the street much cleaner all of a sudden.
Seeing that Ryan was interested in the slate, Ymir explained, "We have developed a quarry in the southwest, where there is high-quality ganoderma..."
Ryan: “Oh…”
"Black Dragon City" is backed by the Alcolon Mountains, so there is naturally no shortage of stone resources.
Most of the Coleman warriors were incredibly strong and very efficient in building cities. They could carry several tons of stones and walk very fast.
There are also mechanics, who are also the main force in urban construction.
The Mechanical Department led by Grandpa Tust produced a large number of heavy machines, which were not only capable of fighting, but also capable of doing hard labor such as forging a city.
People rest but the machines do not, and all the steam boiler needs to do is consume some energy.
There are large, high-fuel-rate coal mines near Heilong City, so there is no shortage of energy.
Ryan looked at the brand new city in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.
At first, there were only some necessary buildings in the city. It can be said that except for the turrets and walls required for city defense, everything else was kept simple. Almost everyone's residence was a "board house" built with steel frames and iron plates. But after two months, the city has been well organized and prosperous.
The houses are small high-rise buildings with steel frames and painted in uniform blue and white. The college, the big bath, the fighting arena, the hospital, the municipal building, the shops... all the planned buildings have basically taken shape.
In addition to the necessary buildings, even gardens and fountains were built.
A spacious Eight-horse Avenue runs across the entire city. There is a huge square in the center of this main street called "Black Dragon Avenue".
Ryan and Ymir walked along the street.
What Ryan never expected was that there was a huge stone statue erected in the center of the square, which was domineering, majestic, and heroic...
Looking at the face of the stone statue again, who else could it be but Lei?
Ryan was very surprised and pointed at the statue and asked, "Why is there a statue of me here...?"
"Oh, you're talking about this."
Ymir smiled and said, "Since ancient times, there has been a custom of building statues when a new city is built. Generally, the image of the lord of the city is carved. Ryan, you are the lord of the city, so naturally a statue was carved in your image."
Ryan looked a little strange when he heard this.
This made him, a city lord who was used to being alone and carefree, suddenly feel like a private lord.
He frowned slightly and said, " This is the city we built together. This sculpture..."
Ymir knew what he was trying to say, but didn't take it seriously and said, "It's just an unwritten custom."
After a pause, she said something very emotional: "Besides, I think the statue should be you, and it can only be you. Without you, there would be no city."
Over the past six months, she has conducted a thorough study of "constitutional monarchy", and many deficiencies have been gradually improved in practice, and now it is moving towards perfection step by step.
This is an unimaginable "feat" in other aristocratic territories.
No, to be exact, only their "Black Dragon City" can do it!
Without the special geographical location of the "Kalatwa Basin", without the wreckage of the mechanical airship, without the Coleman warriors, without Tust, the mechanical master who transcended his time, and even without himself...
Without the above, this city cannot be built.
The source of all these factors is tied to one person, the man in front of him - Ryan.
Seeing this majestic city that had already taken shape, Ymir's beautiful green eyes gradually became deeper. This was the city that she had always dreamed of.
She murmured, "I firmly believe that if we continue to develop our Black Dragon City, it will definitely become a great city and the most important part of this era..."
Ryan glanced at her and nodded: "I think so too."
…
"Hello, Lord City Lord! Hello, Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Wow! Lord City Lord, you are becoming more and more handsome..."
"Lord City Lord, when will you and the Princess have a little prince?"
“…”
Ryan and Ymir walked along the way, inspecting the important buildings in the city, the city defense, the academy, the hospital...
Along the way, the people looked at the two of them, greeted them warmly, and had the happiest smiles on their faces.
Most of them were craftsmen who participated in the construction of the territory and were also the first permanent residents of Black Dragon City. Originally, in other places, craftsmen were "tools" exploited by the lords and lived a life like slaves and livestock.
Here, they enjoy equal human rights and live with dignity.
As long as you work, you will be paid, and the more you work, the more you earn.
Equal health care , incredibly low taxes, and fair access to education for their children…
All of this makes everyone full of expectations for a better future...
Ryan saw the joy from the bottom of his heart on the faces of his subjects. Those bright smiles made him feel warm in his heart.
It was the first time that he built such a city by chance, and he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Soon, the two of them had reached the commercial district.
The Black Gold Chamber of Commerce has already arranged some shops to meet daily needs. However, most of the shops are still empty. This is to keep them for other merchants who will flock here in the future.
Business will be the top priority of the territory's economy in the future.
As Ymir walked, she introduced, "I've read the battle report of the Black Wind Territory. This time, our Black Dragon City won a great victory and fired the first shot perfectly. The Black Gold Chamber of Commerce has already spread the news of our territory through various channels. In about ten days, the first batch of wasteland hunters will arrive. By then, our shops will also be rented out..."
"Um."
Ryan listened and nodded from time to time.
Ymir arranged everything in an orderly manner, so he didn't have to worry about anything.
This city also fully demonstrates Princess Omar's talent for managing the world.
…
As they walked, they arrived at the clock tower in the city.
From here you can overlook the entire territory.
The breeze was blowing gently, and Ryan looked into the distance.
Ymir pointed to the outer city wall being built in the distance and introduced: "The layout of the inner city has been basically completed. The outer city is still under planning. The preliminary design of the city wall standard is 30 meters, and it is planned to provide residences for wasteland hunters and refugees. The large monsters and zombies nearby have been almost cleared, and this standard of city defense is sufficient. But it will also be adjusted according to the influx of population at that time..."
"The planning of South City..."
"From the North City..."
She briefly reported her plans for the coming period in an orderly manner.
Ryan had no place to interrupt and could only nod repeatedly.
As the city lord, he felt that he should listen carefully, but he found that his brain refused to process the information.
Leave professional matters to professionals, and he should just focus on his spiritual practice.
It seemed that the two of them had some kind of special tacit understanding since the first time they met in the wilderness.
At this time, Ymir also noticed that Ryan was a little distracted and guessed what he was thinking.
She slightly curved her eyebrows, and stopped introducing the complicated territory construction. Instead, she said: "The parliament can basically handle the affairs in the territory according to the regulations. But some matters still need your personal presence. There will be a large celebration dinner tonight for the 'Black Wind Territory Victory'. You will be needed to confer titles and medals on the soldiers... Then, you will be needed to announce some welfare policies to everyone. After all, our Black Dragon City will be open to the outside world soon. These craftsmen and soldiers are the first batch of citizens of our Black Dragon City, and we need some..."
"Um."
Ryan nodded mechanically.
Everything has been arranged, so there is no need for him, the city lord, to worry about it.
But he felt uncomfortable hearing the word "Lord of the City" all the time, so he turned to look at Ymir and said, "Your Highness Ymir, you should just call me by my name. It feels weird to keep calling me 'Lord of the City'..."
It would be fine if it was someone else, but Ymir is not someone else.
He remembered that this was not the first time he had raised this issue, but it seemed that neither of them was used to calling each other's names.
Ymir didn't care and said, "Okay. I'll call you by your name in private, but in public, I'll still call you 'Lord of the City'."
Ryan smiled and said, "Yeah."
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Ymir."
After all, they are equal allies, not real superiors and subordinates. All the work is done by others, and he, the hands-off city lord, is even made into a statue. This is a bit like "sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor"...
Ymir blinked and said nothing more, just smiled faintly.
For the first time, Ryan felt that Princess Omar's smile finally had some worldly appeal.
