Chapter 11 National disaster and wealth

"Well, if I cast it alone, it would probably take five days to build a platform, and two days to build an electric mine..." After hearing Emperor Arthur's words, An Ruoran naturally made a very embarrassed expression, hesitantly pondered and calculated.

When several listeners heard the word "five days", they couldn't help but look frustrated and wanted to defend against the entire coastline. At least hundreds of platforms and thousands of electric and optical mines were needed. If An Ruoran was casting, he would probably have the emperor to change his power. Then he wouldn't know what new actions would be made by the sea clan.

"Well, can't you shorten the time?" After taking a sip of coffee, Arthur could not help but look at An Ruoran with a difficult face. He secretly shouted for glory in his heart, but An Ruoran still frowned slightly and said a little hesitantly: "My personal ability can only be achieved at this level. If you are willing to hire a magic casting master to help... no, I am afraid it won't work! It's not that I am hiding my own private information, you know that every magic casting master has its own patented technology."

Hearing his words, Emperor Arthur and the princes couldn't help but feel that this matter was a little difficult to deal with. But at this moment, Junan, who had not spoken, suddenly said softly: "Mr. An, if we only ask the magic casting master to help you cast those ordinary parts, the final core part will be done by you, is this possible?"

As soon as this said, everyone was slightly shocked, and then they looked at An Ruoran. If possible, An Ruoran wanted to kiss Junan at this time, but he still suppressed the secret joy in his heart and said lightly: "This is the first time I have heard this suggestion, but how can I guarantee that they will not steal my secret..."

He frowned slightly, and the hearts of Emperor Arthur and others also tugged slightly. After a long time, An Ruoran finally sighed and nodded helplessly, "Okay, then I will try it out for a while. However, I have two requests to ask His Majesty to approve the first. The hiring demon casting masters must obey my commands, and only castings are allowed not to ask questions; second, I want to build a casting camp in the Colora Canyon outside the city, and irrelevant personnel are prohibited from entering."

These two requirements sounded to be confidential, so Emperor Arthur almost did not realize An Ruoran's real purpose, and immediately nodded and promised. An Ruoran breathed a sigh of relief. As long as these two conditions could be achieved, as for other materials and manpower issues, he would not need to say anything more. Think about it, as long as he could solve the major problem of the sea clan, the Kashyapa Empire should be willing to pay a lot of money and manpower!

With this idea, he immediately stood up and said goodbye and left, and several servants escorted away from the palace. While passing through the corridor, taking advantage of the opportunity of several servants to get a distance, Nayahu sniffed in his arms and whispered: "An An, you shouldn't want to take this opportunity to give the floating city..."

"Isn't it good? Since someone is willing to be the sucker to provide materials and manpower, why don't we do it?" An Ruoran smiled and secretly made up his mind. He has been considering the issue of rebuilding the floating city these days, because this thing is very helpful for his safety and for him to find the Tower of Heaven. But the problem is that the difficulty of manpower and material resources cannot be solved by ordinary people, so it is very important to use the help of state machines.

Fortunately, the messenger of the sea tribe appeared at this time. An Ruoran had not thought of using Heiger at the banquet, but today he made a bold decision and staged a good show by modifying the map as the fuse. The final result was as he expected. Emperor Arthur was impressed by those strange casting treasures and gave him a chance to openly make money in the national crisis.

"An An, you are so sinister, but I like it." Naya narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a strange smile after thinking within two minutes. With the magic casting masters hired by the country, the various materials provided by the imperial court, and the Colora Canyon that is enough to accommodate the floating city... An Ruoran could easily instruct the magic casting masters to make small parts and then send them to the inner valley for assembly. What's more clever is that because he was casting platforms that can also float and mines that can also emit light, even the very skilled magic casting masters would not find clues.

Thinking of this, the two sinister and shameless bastards couldn't help but look at each other and laughed softly. But before their laughter fell, they heard Cruise's soft cry coming from behind. Immediately afterwards, the prince appeared quickly in the corridor and waved his hand to signal the servants to retreat. An Ruoran came forward without any reason, but he couldn't help but feel confused in his heart as if Giggs had already explained clearly. Is this His Royal Highness still uneasy?

"Mr. An, can you say a few words to you?" Although the conflict with An Ruoran had been resolved before, the smile on Cruise's face was a little brighter than usual. He reached out and gently put his hand on An Ruoran's shoulder and said lightly: "Mr. An, you and I are both smart people, so I will just say it! In fact, I really hope that you can join my camp and become my companion..."

In fact, when Cruise said the first sentence, An Ruoran had already vaguely guessed most of the content. It was precisely because of Giggs' sudden death that Cruise needed to find a new magic caster to fill the gap. Now that he is in the capital, he has just taken on a large-scale mission, he has become the most suitable choice. However, even though Cruise is known as the most likely popular to become the next emperor, is it really wrong to join his camp?

"Mr. An, I am not in a hurry to ask you to give an answer, but I just hope you think about it carefully." As if seeing the hesitation in his heart, Cruise gently patted his shoulder and pondered meaningfully, "Giges has gone, and the Imperial Capital's Demon Forging Guild needs to be adjusted. If you are interested, maybe I can help you become the Imperial Capital Demon Forging Guild and even the National Demon Forging Guild..."

"Mr. An!" However, at this moment, Junan and Artest also appeared on the corridor at the same time and walked quickly towards this side. Cruise frowned slightly and whispered helplessly: "Then, I'll leave for the time being! But please think carefully about who is the contract partner that is more suitable for you."

As he said this, he had quickly left the corridor and directly avoided meeting with the two brothers. At the same time, Junan and Artest had walked to An Ruoran's side, and their eyes were followed by Cruise's back until he disappeared at the end of the corridor. An Ruoran shrugged helplessly, knowing that a new round of lobbying plan would be started again.

"Mr. An, your performance today is amazing!" As expected, Artest immediately patted his shoulder and laughed loudly, "My father and I said that if I were to lead the army to the South China Sea to wipe out the sea tribe, I must send you to my army as a staff member. But you know what my father said, and he said that after you complete this batch of casting tasks, you will be sent to manage the administrative affairs of the imperial examination system."

"Well, I should also be responsible for the imperial examination system?" An Ruoran was stunned for a moment. This was something he didn't expect, and he was unwilling to accept it. But before he could speak, Junan had already patted his shoulder and said, "Mr. An, I don't think you have to be responsible for this. In fact, because my father has decided to let me serve as the lord of the Gutard region, I plan to ask him to appoint you as my chief executive and join me..."

Almost at the same time, Junan and Artest's eyes had collided in the air, and sparkling sparks were intertwined. An Ruoran sighed a long time ago and finally pinched Naya hard before the two of them spoke. The next moment, the demon pig who understood it suddenly whined and moaned like a dying voice: "An An, my stomach hurts so much, I seem to..."

"Very, are you very uncomfortable?" An Ruoran suddenly pinched Naya in the astonished eyes of the two His Highnesses and cried with tears in his eyes: "Xiaoqiang, you can't...wrong, Naya, you can't die! Your Highness, I will say goodbye for the time being and we will talk to you when Naya's health recovers!"

Before Junan and Artest spoke, the solemn man summoned the Yutian Sword and took off in an instant. Junan and Artest looked at each other, and couldn't help but shake their heads at the same time, showing helpless and bitter smiles. However, after a long time, Junan still relaxed and said lightly: "Okay, at least we can be sure now that Mr. An does not intend to join Cruise's camp."

Artest shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly and agreed with this idea. As long as An Ruoran remains neutral, it means that everyone has a chance to gain allegiance to him. But neither of these two high men knew that An Ruoran, who was in the air at this moment, was shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Naya, maybe we are going to speed up the project of casting the floating city."

"Well, are we leaving Andorra?" Naya sniffed, and clumsyly planned to light a cigar in the air. An Ruoran slightly looked at the two shrinking figures, and suddenly said viciously: "When the floating city is built, we will even move the casting company up. When the time comes, go wherever we want to, and see who can still harass me!"

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