"But the space inside the demiplane is limited, and it is impossible for all the residents of the kingdom to enter and take refuge. Only a very small number of people have this opportunity."
Muria briefly introduced his upcoming demiplane evacuation plan, "There is no doubt that the elites among you humans will be given priority, such as high-level alchemists, weapon refiners, formation masters, and inscription masters.
High-end intellectual talents and their immediate family members have priority to enter and take refuge."
Some people secretly clenched their fists, feeling angry at Muria's words, but they were helpless. As a ruler, what's wrong with protecting the elites in the country first?
If you don't give priority to protecting these high-level talents, but instead protect those civilians, it may seem kind and friendly, but this is just a brain-dead act that has a head full of water and does not know the priorities.
"And as a member of the demon hunting group, your family members also have the opportunity to enter the demiplane to take refuge, but you just need to kill demons and use your combat merit points to exchange for a spot."
"How many merit points are needed to exchange for a quota?" Ya Heng, the ax-carrying boy, raised his hand again and asked.
"A thousand battle achievements."
"What level of demon do you need to kill to get a thousand battle merits?"
"A demon of about level 3 silver is enough."
"That's good." Ya Heng breathed a sigh of relief. The silver-level demon happened to be within the range that he could easily deal with.
"Nowadays, demons appear in groups. It is not easy to kill a third-level silver demon." Muria reminded kindly.
...Under the multiple influences of reputation, military exploits, and young people's self-esteem, all the martial arts geniuses who participated in the finals joined the demon hunting group, and no one quit. No matter how many of them were sincere, or how many were purely demon hunting.
It comes with rewards, but the results are always very good.
It is worth mentioning that all the auxiliary professional geniuses who qualified for the finals, excluding those with aristocratic backgrounds, were recruited by Muria. Although some of the recruitment processes were a bit ugly, the results were good.
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No matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, the one that can catch mice is a good cat. Of course, the demiplane these auxiliary geniuses enter is not the demiplane controlled by the Scarlet family, but the one controlled by Muria.
A desolate demiplane.
Muria provided enough drawings and materials to those array masters and rune masters, allowing them to repair the original defense system of the mage tower and continue to optimize it to become stronger.
After all, this is a mage tower that was built ten thousand years ago. Strictly speaking, it has lagged behind the times. The magic technology and formations used on it are all outdated antiques compared to the latest research.
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As for the pharmacists, Muria calculated their average refining speed according to their nine-to-five working hours, and then began to assign each pharmacist a refining task. After completing the refining task, they could spend the rest of their time freely.
, do whatever you love.
There are also weapon refiners. Muria also provides them with sufficient materials and assigns tasks. It can be foreseen that in the future, weapons and medicines will consume the most. Of course, Muria must hoard as much as possible now.
As a war reserve.
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The martial arts competition was over, and the city residents of the Lockman Kingdom who were still unsatisfied were surprised to find that in the center of the most prosperous location in their city, a crystal stone monument nearly a hundred meters high stood up.
There were vivid images with names one after another on it. They were arranged densely and looked very spectacular. The dazzling aura on the stone tablet also had a mysterious atmosphere. This was something they had never seen before.
"What is this? It didn't exist yesterday, and it suddenly appeared this morning. Is this a miracle?" A believer of Shen Zhuan looked at the crystal stone tablet shining brightly under the new sun and said with some uncertainty.
"Don't just blame gods when you don't know anything. Which god in our small broken city do you think can perform miracles?" A passerby heard this believer's words and asked with some dissatisfaction,
He was one of the people who witnessed the miracle happening last night.
"Since it's not a miracle, how do you think such a beautiful and magnificent crystal monument appeared? Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"That's a coincidence. I saw it last night. I saw with my own eyes eight mighty cloud giants and dozens of griffons, carrying this crystal stone tablet down from the sky and placing it in the city.
central."
"Oh, it turned out to be something made by the Grand Duke of Muria. No wonder." Hearing this pedestrian's words, the people around him showed expressions of realization. Because of the new tax law, most people in the kingdom were dissatisfied with Muria.
He admired him very much and wished he could be the ruler of the kingdom forever.
"How come there is no movement at all when such a large crystal monument falls?"
"Are you stupid? Don't you know there is magic? You are still shocked."
"That's right, but who are the figures on the stone tablet? They all look familiar, noble?"
"You have a bad memory. You and your mother-in-law made so many little ones last night that you have forgotten who they are. How long has it been?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the area, and the air was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere. Common people are not as particular as nobles, and telling a few dirty jokes in a normal chatting tone is just basic for them.
That's all.
"See clearly, those are the geniuses who went to the capital of Scarlet to participate in the martial arts competition."
"Yeah, it's true. Why does it look so familiar? But what do you want to do by making such a big stone monument and putting all the geniuses' faces on it?"
"I don't know, the Grand Duke of Muria is a golden dragon. He looks very young now, but who knows how long he has lived. That kind of big man has a long-term vision. Their thoughts are not something that little people like us can guess.
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"That's true. Hey, look, someone's image has moved up, and there is a series of numbers below. Do you see it? How many are they? One thousand, one thousand three, two thousand two. Why is this still there?
Increase, what is this for?”
"The number appears on more than one person's face, many people have it on their face, and the numbers are increasing."
Under the puzzled eyes of many city residents, the crystal stone tablet that quietly stood in the center of their city overnight underwent changes that made them confused.
Lifelike images with names and a series of constantly changing numbers kept rising and falling on the stone tablet, moving rapidly up and down, left and right, and it looked very weird.