Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 452 - 452 Chapter 347: Planning for the Future, Mass Production [3/3]

Chapter 452 - 452 Chapter 347: Planning for the Future, Mass Production [3/3]

452 Chapter 347: Planning for the Future, Mass Production [3/3]
A feeling of looking up at a tall mountain suddenly arose.
Bloodhoof City was like a frog at the bottom of a well that could not see how big the sky was, compared to Twilight City.
“Lord Richard, I’ll ensure to bring the underworld into Bloodhoof city’s territory as quickly as possible.”
“From now on, this land can only have one voice!”
The two powers fought for hegemony over so many races before. And they did not have the energy to meet those forces.
Now, it was time to clear all the obstacles.
Richard smiled as he watched Sel leave in excitement.
He could meet his requirements quickly compared to the power of Bloodhoof City with the resources of the underground world.
In the future, he would have another power that he could use.
At least, when he left Twilight City, he could use this force to defend the city at any time.
And when the void sandworm matured and could open the space rift for a long time, it could bring its underlings to attack the outside world.
Brown entered the main hall with a companion whose head was three times bigger than an ordinary gray-colored dwarf not long after Sel left.
“Brown sends its most respectful greetings to my great lord, the underworld, and the Twilight City ruler!”
The level 12 alchemist’s tone was supremely exaggerated, like a gray-colored dwarf. He only had one ordinary arm, and when he waved it, he looked like a clown that showed off his funny face on stage. It was amusing.
After Brown saluted, the gray dwarf with a big head immediately knelt on both knees and pressed his head against the ground.
A sharp voice rang out.
“Great being, Gregor pays respects to you. May the gods bless you.”
Richard looked at the dwarf with curiosity.
Could the dwarf be a master alchemist? That is for Brown to bring it here.
He opened the attribute panel.
[Gregor]
[Level: 15]
[Potential: A]
[Profession: Alchemist (Master level. Increases research success rate by 70%, research speed by 50%, and research consumption by 50%)]
[Skills: Alchemist, super research, rapid production, mechanical puppet repair, blood-changing alchemy.]
[Hero’s Special Characteristic: When entering research, intelligence is increased by 50%.]
[Racial Talent: An extra love for wealth, and a 40% increase in efficiency in profitable alchemy research.]
[Fetter-Alchemy: When conquering difficult alchemy, the research success rate will increase by 5% every ten days.]
[Description: A rare master alchemist. He could research some alchemy items that outsiders can’t.]
Richard couldn’t help but sigh after he read the attributes.
The master level was astounding.
Furthermore, this fellow’s potential had reached the ridiculous A-rank.
The harvest from the underground world this time was too good.
“No need to be so polite.”
After the two stood up.
Richard asked Brown.
“How’s the settlement of the gray-colored dwarves? Were there any accidents?”
Brown immediately responded.
“Lord, those little bastards cooperated and had no objections when they heard you will manage the Alchemy Department independently and permanently station it in Fortress City.
“The gray-colored dwarves were a bunch of weaklings, and no one dared to voice their opinions.”
“Do you need any help now?”
“Not at the moment. We’re counting the alchemy production tools in Fortress City. We estimated we could resume the research in a week.”
Richard nodded in satisfaction after a few questions, and nothing went wrong.
He turned his eyes to the alchemist with a big head–Gregor.
‘Could it be that a big head would make him smarter?’
“Gregor, what top-tier alchemy techniques do you have?”
“Yes!” Gregor replied quickly.
“Great Lord, Master Brown said that you have an extraordinary mechanical puppet severely damaged…”
Richard chuckled.
“That’s right. Can you help me repair it?”
Unexpectedly Gregor shook its head.
“No. Lord, we’ll reinforce your mechanical puppet and even let it have its own life…
Richard shot to his feet.
His gaze revealed a shocking pressure.
“What did you say?”
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