Naz Wilson and Luther came to the command room together. Through the window, Naz Wilson pointed to some buildings not far away.
Luther looked at the building that looked like a factory.
Long strip shape without any decoration.
"I heard that the wizards said that although they have gained knowledge, it is a very difficult knowledge. They are now slowly adjusting the temperature, the concentration of elements, and other things. There is still a long way to go before planting the seeds.
For a long time.”
Naz Wilson said.
Anyway, he couldn't understand it, so he could only watch those wizards worry every day, but work hard.
Luther was a little disappointed when he heard this. The progress of cultivating the magic herb was not as good as expected. There was nothing he could do, because his wizard bench was not deep enough and weak.
It is easy to train knights, but it is difficult to train wizards.
But forget it, the road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten one bite at a time.
The two chatted for a while, and then the knight came up to report that the thieves had been registered and the numbering had been completed.
"Let's go take a look." Luther said to Naz and Wilson, and the two of them left the command room and came to the open space on the ground.
The twenty-five thieves have changed drastically now.
They put on uniform T-shirts and shorts, and carried a simple magic creation on their wrists. This magic creation had no other use, it was just sturdy and recorded digital numbers.
Luther looked at the Buick Thief. As the leader of the first thieves to board the Kazakh city, this thief had the honor of enjoying the number 1.
Prisoner No. 1.
But Prisoner No. 1 looked ugly, as did the other prisoners.
"It seems that you already know that your trip is a one-way ticket."
Luther said with a smile. That hateful smile made the prisoners want to tear Luther's face into pieces.
Death is a very, very scary thing.
Being tested on humans is even more terrifying.
Life imprisonment seems better than the first two.
So although the prisoners looked ugly and wanted to tear Luther apart, they felt vaguely relieved.
At least we are still alive.
"But, although you are prisoners now, you may not necessarily be prisoners in the future. I will let people record it. As long as you work hard to hunt for crystals, after a period of time, I can cancel your status as prisoners. In addition, on this planet
Build a safe city on the planet for you to live in. Even when the time comes, I will bring many knights and even ordinary people over to transform this planet into a colonial star. You can have children on this planet. If in the future
When I have the strength and am not afraid of others thinking about my planet, I can also let you go back."
Luther said with a smile.
Prisoners are different from the expeditionary force. The expeditionary force is paid to do things, so they don't have to worry about morale. They can work hard to hunt for crystals without supervision.
But for prisoners to work hard, they must give them a little hope.
Even if it is a very, very small hope.
Luther was talking about big cakes. If Luther had a magic city and could bring ordinary people to the elemental planet, it might already be thirty years later.
These prisoners are all in their seventies and eighties.
Not to mention that when Luther has the capital to compete with forces like the Wizarding Nation and the Shadow Council, all these prisoners may be dead.
But no matter how weak the hope is, it is still hope.
The prisoners did not know the details of Luther. The only thing they knew was that a force owned an elemental planet, so this force protected the elemental planet.
And hunt thieves and develop this planet.
With an elemental planet, this force will expand rapidly.
There is no ordinary noble force on the elemental planet. This ordinary family also includes a famous family like the White Dragon Emblem. They are all ordinary.
It may take ten thousand years for such a noble force to own a magic city capable of interstellar teleportation.
But if there is an elemental planet, and the leader of this force is well developed and can manage it, it may only take a few decades to own a magic city.
Always a hope.
"We will work hard to hunt for crystals, and I hope you can keep your promise." Prisoner No. 1, Mr. Buick, said solemnly.
"Don't worry, you may not know me, Luther Pompeii. But those who know me, Luther Pompeii, know that I am a person who especially keeps my promises."
Luther said with a smile.
Not to mention, Luther, as a successful businessman, almost all the promises he made were fulfilled.
It takes a lifetime to keep credibility, but it only takes a second to lose credibility.
As a successful businessman, you should cherish your feathers.
After this morale-boosting talk, the knights took the prisoners down. Tomorrow, the expeditionary force headquarters will arrange for the prisoners to hunt for elemental crystals.
Luther stretched and said to Naz Wilson: "Prisoners will come in continuously. From now on, we will just follow this procedure to appease and stabilize the morale of the prisoners."
"yes."
Naz Wilson nodded and responded.
"Is there any news about my dad?" Luther suddenly remembered that he had a dad, and scratched the back of his head and asked.
"Still no news." Naz Wilson shook his head with a wry smile.
"You've been missing for a month or two, right? You don't need to eat? Can you handle it?" Luther said in a stunned tone.
"The great knight is different from the senior knight. It is a transformation of the whole person. Not only the lifespan is increased, but also the life has undergone magical changes. He can fight for a long time even without eating or drinking. Moreover, I saw Thor eat the fire element
Crystal." Naz Wilson said.
Under normal circumstances, no great knight would take fire element crystals to replenish his physical strength, because it would be an extreme waste. But Old Sol is obviously not afraid of waste.
Our family has a mine.
"That is to say, the human beings at this stage of the Great Knight are no longer pure human beings, they are a bit like dragons." Luther looked at Alena who was standing aside.
This fat dragon is lying on the ground, with its head flat and its wings stretched out.
Seeing Luther looking at her, Miss Feilong raised her head and looked at Luther, and swung her tail happily.
This guy is looking more and more like a dog.
Fat dog.
"Human beings are indeed a race with unlimited potential. Weak ordinary people are the food of ordinary beasts, but powerful human beings can stand on an equal footing with the strong ones among the dragons."
Naz Wilson also let out a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, Luther asked Naz Wilson to go back. He wandered around the Kazakh city, looking at the wheat, the magic herb cultivation plant, etc.
Although Kazakhstan is not Pompeii, it is also an important point in the growth of the Pompeii family.
Luther loved this place from the bottom of his heart.