Since Aslan could tell this, it proved that he had been in contact with him and should have some understanding, so she wanted to hear Aslan's opinion.
"Cooperate! The rebels are a foregone conclusion. It is impossible to conquer them with our family's strength alone. But we are worried about joining forces with the Governor. I suggest cooperating with them. Anyway, as long as they are suppressed in the Rocky Mountains, they want to continue
It is impossible to expand the scale." Aslan said against his will.
"Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?" Marquis Medea stared at Aslan with his beautiful eyes.
Aslan said very confidently: "No matter how powerful the tiger is, it can be as powerful as the dragon. This is an issue that the governor must consider. Our Billy region has favorable geographical location and passes as barriers. The rebels all the way can't shake the army with the teacher in charge."
Leicheng."
The Marquis of Medea, whom Aslan flattered so much, beamed with joy.
"You! Tell me your plan."
Aslan has an advantage. No matter what he does, he likes to make a plan, because when many things are discussed and considered, many times it is not perfect, and there are many small problems that are easily underestimated or even forgotten subconsciously. Only serious
Only by making a plan can you see various problems that are easily overlooked.
Marquis Medea took Aslan's plan and read it from beginning to end, his eyes shining brighter as he read it.
After a long time, the black tea in Aslan's cup had been refilled several times before he heard the voice of Marquis Medea again.
"Very good! The plan is good. I'll leave it to you to execute. I hope you won't disappoint me." Marquis Medea put the plan away and looked at Aslan with interest.
"I heard you brought gifts again."
Aslan nodded, opened the wooden box at his feet, took out the contents and assembled them. It was still a magic lamp, but this time it was not a desk lamp, but a chandelier.
This is a European classical style chandelier, inspired by the candlestick lighting method of ancient people. At that time, people placed several candles on hanging iron art. Nowadays, many chandeliers are designed in this style, but the candles are changed into
It has become a light bulb, but the light bulb and lamp holder still look like candles and candlesticks.
The ironwork of the entire chandelier is gold-plated, and there are various beautiful carvings on it. The lampshades are all carved from citrine, which is exquisite, luxurious and connotative.
Aslan installed it on the roof, fixed it, took out a crystal ball and handed it to Marquis Medea.
"The light switch is the crystal ball. The brightness can be adjusted directly by the teacher, but the distance cannot exceed two meters from the crystal lamp."
Marquis Medea took the crystal ball and just held it in her hand. She immediately understood the use and principle of the crystal ball.
Spiritual power enters, and the light of the crystal chandelier slowly lights up.
The light emitted by citrine is warm yellow, giving people a warm feeling of home and an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort. The light shining on the ground has a delicate texture, which makes the reflection of the light have a unique elegance.
"It's very beautiful. Why do I feel that your talent for art is higher than magic." Marquis Medea sighed as he looked at the beautiful lights around him.
Aslan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Student, please go back and practice hard now, and try to spend as little time on these things as possible in the future."
The Marquis of Medea nodded, reviewed the meditation method taught to Aslan, made sure that Aslan remembered correctly, and waved him away.
Seeing Marquis Medea returning to the laboratory so eagerly, Aslan was speechless, but he was very happy inside. With Marquis Medea's order, he would not be afraid of being discovered in his future contacts with the Garros Bandits.
Absolutely no one would have thought that the reason why Aslan was so eager to cooperate with the plateau rebels was, on the one hand, for future planning, and on the other hand, he was hiding from various rebels in various parts of the Cleveland Kingdom.
Like the Garros Bandits, many rebels changed their names and integrated into various provinces and regions.
As long as the Plateau King is alive, they will be a group and communicate from time to time, so Aslan wants to use their network across the kingdom to do business. He believes that the goods produced in Mero Town will soon be spread all over the country.
"Well, my strategic vision is getting better and better now, but it's a pity that my hardware strength can't keep up." When Aslan thought of this, he felt extremely helpless.
The industry in Merlo Town has just been established. In fact, it only meets the daily needs of Merlo Town. It will take some time to occupy the Billy region, let alone the province of Merlox. As for the Kingdom of Cleveland, it will only be in the short term.
It's just a strategic goal.
After coming down from the Magic Tower, Genario had been waiting outside the staircase on the first floor for a long time. As soon as he saw Aslan coming out, Genario quickly stood up from the bench at the door of the staircase.
"How about it?"
Aslan gave him an OK gesture, and Genario imitated Aslan's gesture and asked in confusion.
"What does it mean?"
Aslan slapped his forehead and almost forgot about this incident.
"It means it's done!" Aslan explained casually. At the same time, without asking Genari any more questions, he changed the subject and said, "How are the preparations for the auction going?"
Genarido followed suit and gave Aslan an OK gesture.
Aslan shook his head in embarrassment, and the two left the magic tower side by side. However, when they walked out of the door, they happened to bump into two senior sisters, Vatini and Natal, who were coming.
Aslan bowed very respectfully.
"How do you two senior sisters!"
The two women snorted in unison.
Natal took a deep look at Aslan and entered the ladder on her own. Vatini seemed not to want to ride on the ladder with Natal and deliberately fell down. She said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu! What a trick!"
"Sister, thank you!" Aslan responded very humbly.
Watini covered her mouth and chuckled, looking exactly like a noble lady, but the cold light flashing in her eyes from time to time made it clear that she was not in a good mood at this time.
Genario pulled Aslan and quickly left the magic tower. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Neither the senior sister nor the third senior sister could fight against them.
Walking on Billy Avenue, Genali patted his chest with lingering fear, and said with an ugly face: "Aslan, this time we have offended these two very badly."
Aslan shrugged indifferently. His goal had been achieved and he had gained the trust of Marquis Medea. As long as they did not seek death, the two senior sisters would have to consider whether they could withstand the teacher's anger before they wanted to touch him in the future.
Suddenly, Aslan thought that there might be an ally. As long as he was pulled into their camp, he would be able to form a three-legged alliance, and even use this to compete with Natal and Watini.