On the first day after arriving in Cold Wind City, Zhou Qingfeng's men killed a knight in the city in a duel. The next day, he led his team to overthrow the aristocratic system in the city. After a few days, when everyone
When I feel like he should calm down and calm down
A lamp was hung at the entrance of the occupied city lord's mansion.
Afterwards, people recalled that the previous two days of killings and setting fires looked very lively, but in fact it had been repeated countless times in history and was not worth mentioning at all. Instead, that inconspicuous lamp opened a new chapter for the civilization of another world.
The lamp was hung on a pole four to five meters high. It was originally a torture instrument used by the city's nobles to execute hangings. Uncle Zhou was not afraid of bad luck and used it directly.
The lamp is not big, just an obsidian stuck with a silver support, and it shines with white light. Judging from the lighting intensity, it is similar to an energy-saving lamp with more than ten watts. In the gloomy Northland, this is a quite bright light source.
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According to the servants of the City Lord's Mansion, when the lamp was hung up, Mr. Hugo grinned under the lamp for a full two-quarters of an hour. He laughed non-stop, and others walked around him, fearing that the newcomer of Cold Wind City
Does the master have any special quirks?
Cyric asked in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, "You just repaired a magical instrument with constant illumination. As for smiling like this? Do you know what an artifact is? You know nothing about truly powerful magic items."
For that lamp, Zhou Qingfeng had great expectations and great confidence. For Cyric, he straightened his back and scolded: "Hillbilly, you know nothing, you know nothing, you know nothing, you know nothing."
Damn, you are an idiot."
A string of curse words was said very smoothly, and it was completely blurted out.
Cyric was stunned for a while before he could react. He roared angrily, "Asshole, you blasphemous bitch, ignorant fool, and despicable maggot. One day, your soul will be stuffed by me."
Burn into the fire of darkness for eternity.”
The evil god kept scolding Uncle Zhou all day long.
Hahaha, the worse Cyric scolded, the happier Zhou Qingfeng was. He quickly took out a dozen repaired and renovated magic lamps and hung them at the intersections of the main streets in the city to serve as street lights.
This is just the first batch of so-called cheap lighting sources. But in terms of materials, they are not very cheap. They use expensive obsidian obtained from the Longlegs family's treasure room, and the quantity is still quite limited.
The performance of more than a dozen lights did not meet Zhou Qingfeng's expected requirements. Because they were not powerful enough, they only had brightness but no temperature. The most terrifying thing about the Northland under the Iron Curtain was not the darkness, but the low temperature.
But these were enough to make Zhou Qingfeng high-spirited. When the light came on, the joy in his heart was more than overthrowing the Long-Legs family and taking over the Cold Wind City. Because he had touched an unknown territory that had never been touched by intelligent creatures in the past 20,000 to 30,000 years.
The goddess of magic is a very special one among all the gods in the other world. She is a native god. Although she has been reincarnated many times, she existed before the emergence of intelligent life. The magic network she controls has never been broken by any intelligent creature.
Oh, there was once a stupid great arcanist who came up with a super arcane spell to replace the goddess. As a result, the goddess was fine, and all the wizards were fine. Let’s not mention this.
In the past, city streets could only be illuminated by torches, and no one has made any improvements in this matter for thousands of years. After all, torches are the cheapest. Today, with more than a dozen magic light sources hanging on the streets, people in the city are naturally very curious.
Under each lamp is a relief point arranged by Zhou Qingfeng, where hungry people can come to eat three meals for free to restore their strength and energy. Black bread and hot salt water soup are open for supply, and the granaries in the city are open one by one, all of which are used to control the famine.
The hungry people who received relief lined up and went to receive food and drink carefully. Of course, there were also those who did not follow the rules, and they were immediately whipped back by the whip-wielding guards.
There are cauldrons and ovens at the relief sites, and lava rocks are used as fuel to cook food, and the steam is steaming. The hungry people smell the aroma of bread and look at the light of street lights, full of dreamlike illusions, as if they have escaped suffering and stepped into the world.
Heaven.
Hungry people who have had a full stomach will also be taken to a sauna, which is a large room with lava rocks, and a group of naked people pour water on the hot stones. In a few minutes, everyone will be warm all over.
To solve hunger and hygiene problems, the clothes you change will be simply washed, dried next to the lava stones and put on again. After this procedure, hungry people will feel reborn and reborn.
Everyone thought back on the past two or three months, and now they felt that they had regained dignity and dignity, and were an upright person. The transformation of their mental outlook was completed in such a subtle way.
Fabbro stood on the top of the Wizard's Tower, overlooking the whole city again. The smoke from yesterday's fire had disappeared, and the originally gloomy city had many bright spots. The streets that used to be unclear were now clearly visible with street lights.
The city was both jubilant and peaceful, and everything was orderly, even better than before. Thinking about it, Fabro thought, this was clearly a large harmonious village. Victor Hugo easily copied his control skills and used them in
Cold Wind City.
Rapid footsteps sounded, and several wizards ran behind Fabbro. They had just gone for a walk around the streets of the city, observing the new city lord's management of the city as if it were a wonder. When they came back, they were chattering as if they had discovered a new world.
"Fabro, you really should go down and take a look. Without the nobles, the untouchables have actually started to govern themselves. Victor Hugo came up with a wonderful idea. He recruited the craftsmen in the city to replace the original noble bureaucrats."
"This is indeed a very good idea. Many craftsmen are literate and are not as ignorant as ordinary untouchables. I think they manage it very well, at least better than those stupid nobles."
"All the nobles in the city had their homes ransacked. Faced with losing their property, there was no looting or rioting. This is another wonderful thing. You said before that Victor Hugo had powerful mental magic. We express our gratitude to you.
Agree."
"Victor Hugo hung the magic lamp with constant illumination on the street, which was another bold thing. It must have been obtained from the treasure house of Longlegs. He actually took it out for the untouchables. I have to say that the untouchables
We are very grateful.”
Several wizards were talking at random, and Fabbro looked back with a serious cold look, whispering: "Have you decided which side to take?"
The wizards immediately fell silent, and then shook their heads. After a while, someone hesitated: "The success of fighting the Phils family is too small. We don't want to take the risk of siding with Victor Hugo. But"
Another wizard then said: "Soul Captor Mondino has entered the wizard's tower and occupies the best position in the tower. Several of his apprentices seem to be quite powerful. In the future, the necromantic forces in Cold Wind City will not
Bad. So”
The wizards were still looking around, seemingly trying to find a good way to tread two boats. After all, last night Zhou Qingfeng gave Mondino the Skeleton Rune, which greatly increased the Soul Capturer's strength. These benefits are so eye-catching.
Fabbro knew the mentality of wizards very well, so why wasn't he the same? But he knew even better what kind of character Zhou Qingfeng was, cold-blooded and ruthless, so he would not allow anyone to play tricks in front of him.
"The Long-Legs family wanted to take advantage of Victor Hugo, but they were defeated by his murder the next day. Now the nobles in the city are dying and running away, and no one can compete with them.
At most, in a few days, when the troops from Harmony Village arrive, the situation in the city will become even more unshakable. By then, the value of our surrender will have dropped significantly. I advise you to make a decision as soon as possible."
Fabbro said it simply, but several wizards naturally wanted to ask him what decision he made.
The chief alchemist pondered for a long time, then shook his head and said: "Victor Hugo has never failed, but the Phils family can unite the entire Northland. The power gap between the two sides is too big. I, I am still optimistic about the Phils family."