The land is abundant with food, capable of producing solid and sharp armor and weapons, with a strong army, high-tier heroes, and a multitude of knowledgeable residents... Isn't this the territory of their dreams?

Betina sensed the wavering morale in the crowd at this moment and took a deep breath.

Lord Lear, you have certainly given me a difficult problem.

After calming her emotions, her aggressive gaze swept around, making everyone instinctively turn their heads away.

An indisputable voice slowly rang out.

"Every race has its own opportunities. What we must do is seize what we have now, rather than doubt, despair, or retreat."

"If the other side is better, then we learn from them; even if we can't reach their level, we will become better."

"Remember, we are doing something that has never been done before—establishing our own Barbarian main city on the Wilderness!"

"As pioneers, we must face various challenges!"

"As the vanguard, we must tread through these thorns!"

"Hold your heads up and keep fighting!"

Simple words filled with strong fighting spirit, like a stimulant, immediately injected everyone with energy.

Each spirit lifted, their gaze turned to Betina, her wild stature like the lead wolf guiding them on the hunt, fierce yet charismatic!

This is their Chieftain, their leader!

Without them, the Barbarians would still be wandering in the Wilderness, never daring to imagine possessing such a magnificent city!

Surely, they will lead the Barbarians to glory!

One by one, with a firm tone, they pounded their right fists onto their chests.

"Barbarians will rise!!"

...

When Lear returned to Weilu City, the moon was already high in the sky.

The clanging of forging was still echoing over the territory.

Turning his head, he saw the Blacksmith Shop still brightly lit.

Without hesitation, he directly landed in the courtyard of the Blacksmith Shop with the Bubble Beast.

Then... unloading cargo!

Two hundred bubbles, thousands of tons of ore crashed down.

Like a thunderstorm, they poured into the courtyard.

Instantly, a mountain of ore appeared, raising clouds of dust.

Ore is just unrefined rock, not needing careful preservation, they can be piled anywhere.

Hearing the commotion, a large group of people curiously peeked out from the doors and windows of the five buildings of the Blacksmith Shop.

Seeing this huge pile of ore, they were all a bit surprised.

Wow, such a high mountain, how many weapons can be forged from this?!

Soon, Bain, who was inspecting the Blacksmith Shop, and Bulin, the leader of the Fray people, came together.

Quite delighted to see Lear, they paid their respects.

"Good evening, my lord..."

After standing up, Bulin's gaze immediately fell on the heap of ore, sensing it slightly, his eyes sparkled with amazement.

"The concentration of magic power in this... it's definitely 4 Stars ore!"

"My lord, this, this is too much!!"

Where has anyone ever piled 4 Stars ore in a mound!

Compared to the previous Abyssal Demon Iron and Crimson Demon Iron, this is a true ore mountain...

Lear chuckled.

"This is just the beginning, there will be more in the future."

His gaze then turned to Bain.

"I have already established relations with the Night Shadow Clan and the Barbarian tribe—the Hisham Clan."

"Tomorrow morning, send Blando, the president of the White Crow Commerce Association, to visit both territories again."

"The trade with the Hisham Clan requires food, have someone prepare it in advance."

"The Night Shadow Clan doesn't lack anything, once the weapons are forged, deliver them there... I have already negotiated with their priest, they will also send us a thousand big-eared slaves from their territory, which will be brought back tomorrow."

"Send all the Bubble Beasts to fetch them... do not waste time on the road."

"I will have the Great Demon and Crimson Wasp escort them to ensure safety."

Today's outing was indeed fruitful, having established contact with both territories directly.

The subsequent trade exchanges can now begin officially.

What limits him now isn't external factors, but the production capacity of the Blacksmith Shop.

Thinking of this, his gaze turned to Bulin.

Currently, he only has about 30 Fray people, if he could get 300, that would be great... by the end of the month, he'll make a trip to Lorand City to see if he can buy some Fray slaves back.

He is quite fond of these beings.

The Mud Swamp People hero responded with delight.

"I will go arrange it later..."

Then, as if he remembered something, his expression turned a bit grave, speaking softly.

"My lord, the Heroic Spirit Hall has been completed and can be officially used tomorrow."

"Additionally, the evaluation criteria for the Merit Medal have also been finalized... we have selected the first batch of recipients for you to confirm."

Lear's expression was somewhat subtle, having built it for so long, it was finally completed.

The Heroic Spirit Hall is a place for worshiping and commemorating the fallen warriors.

In the future, each key battle in Weilu City will be engraved there for the residents to admire.

Those sacrificed heroes will also leave their illustrious names alongside these battles.

This is undoubtedly an important building for rallying morale and unity.

Who wouldn't want their name to be left behind for future generations to admire, making their offspring proud?

"Tomorrow morning, initiate the Heroic Spirit Hall officially... simultaneously hold the awarding ceremony in front of the Heroic Spirit Hall."

"Also grant each warrior who sacrificed for the territory a Hero Medal."

"This medal is unique, only the fallen warriors can receive it. If they have family, the medal will be awarded to their relatives."

With each building completed and every system perfected,

The once empty territory is gradually being filled.

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