With the gradually brightening morning light, the entire Harrison Harbor seemed to be waking up and regaining its vitality.
The port has long since resumed work, and the sounds of caravans, horses, and pedestrians are noisy. Mountain oxen, nearly a man and a half tall, are dragging huge trucks over mud and rocks, and dust is flying.
The hawking of roadside stalls and shops, the aroma of fish soup and wheat cakes, and the shouts of boatmen all make the residents of this city feel very friendly.
Today, it is October 9th.
Twenty days have passed since that terrible storm and invasion.
After more than twenty days, it was impossible to rebuild the destroyed city, repair the damaged city walls, prepare the city guard team that suffered serious casualties, let alone restore the town network centered on Harrison Port, or even the outer walls of the Viscount Mansion.
The walls have not been repaired.
But on the ruins ravaged by the crocodile dragon, temporary shacks have been built one after another. These buildings are imitations of indigenous shacks. Although they are simple, they can house many refugees whose houses have been damaged.
Viscount Grant is not a good nobleman who loves his people like his own son. In fact, everyone knows how heavy the taxes around Harrison Port are...but at the very least, he collects more and does more.
This is better than 90% of the nobles and officials in the empire.
After three weeks of rest, the city has returned to normal operations, and aid supplies and craftsmen from Nauman City and Trois-Rivières are arriving in an endless stream.
This is not because of good intentions, but because all fools know that if Harrison Port falls, no one will be able to stop the increasingly united indigenous invasion in the south.
Rather than letting the crocodile dragon rush into the city and make a big fuss, it's better to give more money and supplies and let others take the lead.
Rebuilding the city does not happen overnight. It will take at least a year or two to restore the southwest and northwest urban areas that were destroyed by the crocodile dragon.
But blank paper is easy to draw on. Because the indigenous people were severely damaged, all the indigenous camps on the west bank of the Ewok River were uprooted at the very beginning of the war. Viscount Grant wanted to overthrow the severely damaged west wall, leaving only a small section as a memorial.
A new city with a new alchemy workshop as its core was built on the ruins.
In addition, he also planned to build a stone bridge across the Ewok River, build a new city and a group of watchtowers on the other side of the river, and completely suppress the indigenous sphere of influence back to the sea of big redwood trees.
Of course, this is actually just incidental. Viscount Grant's main purpose is to get rid of the current architectural plan of Harrison Port, build several large-scale residential areas and workshop parks in the new city, and use this as a starting point to gradually transform the dilapidated
Harrison Harbor was transformed into a truly large seaport city.
At that time, Harrison Port was expanded by the fortress. Many of the designs were unreasonable and did not leave enough land for the future. Now, while the natives are being beaten, the old city has been destroyed a lot. It is time to transform it into a better place.
Solid and reasonable.
As for where the money comes from...
Of course from the defeated natives.
There are more than a hundred different tribes in the redwood forest, including four large tribes and more than a dozen medium-sized tribes. The others are not worth mentioning and are just vassals of other tribes.
Although the indigenous coalition failed, Harrison Port could not enter the Elephant Bone Mountain, and the foundation of the large tribes would not be shaken... but the power of other tribes was forced to shrink.
Some can retreat to the sea of trees, or even go to the western redwood forest on the other side of Elephant Bone Mountain to recuperate, but other indigenous tribes who have no choice but to retreat have only the last option if they do not want to perish.
That is to follow the orders of Port Harrison.
Just like the saying that has been circulating among the indigenous people in recent years, Harrison Port is a tribe, and the Empire is also a larger tribe.
We are all human beings. Is there really any essential difference between being a vassal of other large tribes and being a vassal of an empire?
This question is not easy to say, but in short, Viscount Grant accepted a large amount of compensation, wiped out several rebellious tribes in Port Harrison, and used the hunted indigenous resources to trade for a lot of reconstruction resources and funds.
Coupled with the southern development intentions revealed by God, it can be foreseen that Harrison Port will become more prosperous and prosperous in the future.
However, compared to Harrison Port, which is stable and improving, Ian's mood has not been very high recently.
Because recently, he often has strange visual hallucinations.
To put it simply, no matter when and where he would suddenly see something inexplicable.
For example, some stones, a few unknown people, thick vegetation, or a silent lake...
The most bizarre time was when he saw a black figure wearing a pumpkin head dancing a strange and intense dance surrounded by a group of people. Puzzled, Ian went to ask his teacher, and Hilliard was surprised.
He said that it was a special sacrificial dance performed by Yanjiang, a country in the far north, to celebrate the harvest. It was called the "Flashing Harvest". Calculating the time, it was almost the last time.
It was quite incredible for him that Ian could actually see the sacrificial scene in such a distant place, and he called Ian a gifted person.
But no matter how incredible he is, he is a genius and his vision still affects his life.
There is no pattern, no repetition, it is impossible to predict, and there is no way to stop it. Even when dreaming, strange images like goblins playing cards will suddenly pop up in Ian's dreams.
It has nothing to do with sleep quality, physical fitness, or strange diseases.
According to Hilliard's examination, Ian's health is as good as that of a little leopard. He believes that except for those heirs of great aristocrats who have eaten elemental food as snacks since childhood, there are not many people of his age who can be better than Ian.
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After all, there are not many people who can embark on the road to advancement at such a young age.
It's not a physical cause, nor is it flashes. If you eliminate all possibilities, the only possibility remains.
"All of this is probably related to your psychic ability."
After several inspections, Hilliard informed Ian of this possibility quite seriously: "You are a psyker who awakens the day after tomorrow. It is different from a born awakened person who can naturally develop psionic powers. It is also different from practicing the way of sublimation.
, the sublimators who gradually refine the spiritual energy of life are different.”
"Your spiritual energy is your desire. If you want to advance your spiritual energy, you need to satisfy your desire and constantly derive new desires."
"I don't know what your desire is, but I think you may have accidentally met the conditions for growth. Your spiritual power has improved, but your brain cannot bear it, so this critical precursor appears."
Because of this unusual situation, Ian did not even attend the commendation ceremony for Viscount Grant.
However, the problem is not big. In terms of publicity, the main credit for the key shot in repelling the Mountain Tide Spirit goes to the four city guards stationed in the tower.
And Ian is just an enthusiastic person who assists in repairing the alchemy cannon.
On the contrary, this is a kind of protection. After all, the natives are not extinct. The great shaman and the crocodile dragon are still alive. They must hate the people who hinder them from winning the final victory. It is very possible to assassinate and kill them.
What's more, the benefits Ian received far outweighed these superficial honors.
"The Pattern of Blue Waves", a classic book of etheric weapon inscriptions passed down to the Grant family.
In theory, only family members can learn the secret, but due to its decline in recent decades, the Grant family has no talents who are good at inscriptions, so outsiders can only learn it and help maintain the etheric weapons.
At that time, Elder Pude studied this book with the tacit consent of the old Viscount, and combined with his inheritance of dwarf inscriptions, he was able to maintain a sufficient level to repair etheric weapons.
And now, this ‘honor’ has been passed on to Ian.
It has to be said that the inscription knowledge in Canglan's Pattern is far more complicated than the basic inscription knowledge taught by Elder Pude in the class. There is also a lot of knowledge about mechanical engineering, smelting, and materials science.
Perhaps for other people, the various disciplines and knowledge involved in etheric weapons are too complicated, and even those who are proficient in inscription literature find it difficult to understand them all.
But who is Ian?
In his previous life, he was a senior engineer at East Asia Heavy Industries!
Although there is no help from AI assistants and electronic computers, and there is no online database, with his professional level, it is indeed too much to rub the battleship engine with bare hands, but it is not too difficult to learn the construction of etheric weapons from a high position.
The worst is the worst, at least you can understand the designer's design purpose and method.
It's a bit of a coincidence that not long after Ian learned the Canglan Pattern, he began to have frequent visual hallucinations.
He also thought about whether there was any connection between the two, but always thought it was just a coincidence.
After all, it is outrageous to think that learning new knowledge will lead to visual hallucinations!
"No...that's not right."
Thinking of this, Ian, who was exercising in the morning, suddenly realized something: "What if my desire is to understand another world and understand the new knowledge in the Terra continent?"