It is absolutely impossible without material incentives. The magic of Gold Dragon gave birth to a miracle.
Driven by the dual drive of high morale inspired by sufficient remuneration, the construction progress of Lion's Den is advancing rapidly, and the enthusiasm of the residents seems to be able to drill through the mountain.
Evelyn walked beside Suleiman, and his face that was usually covered in dust was filled with an irrepressible brilliance.
Today is the day for Suleiman to accept the first phase of the project. Suleiman lamented that he never thought that he would be able to accept the project one day.
Evelyn pointed to the inside of the mountain, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Master Suleiman, look."
"The core area of the fortress within the mountain has been completed, which is enough to accommodate three hundred residents living here for a long time."
"The next step is to build a small castle on the small open-air platform connected to the path outside, leaving no space for a foothold!"
"The defenses are basically completed. Even if the opponent has thousands of troops, they will never be able to break through! There is even no way to get close! This castle will be far better than the mines of Castamere! Or even any castle of Westeros!"
Evelyn paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to be enjoying the masterpiece he created.
"The respiratory system has been fully connected, and what you feel now is the result."
Suleiman stopped, closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled. A fresh, cool air with the slightly moist smell of the rocks was slowly rising from the gaps in the stone slabs at his feet, brushing against his cheeks, taking away the stuffy heat in the depths of the cave.
He could clearly feel that the warm and turbid air around him was being pulled upward by an invisible force, and finally disappeared into a hole in the rock wall high above his head.
Evelyn looked at Suleiman, her voice full of pride. "This is a natural wind formed by using the temperature difference and air pressure between the inside and outside of the mountain."
"The bottom inhales fresh cold air, and the top discharges exhaust gas. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and never suffocates."
Suleiman opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the darkness he imagined. The sunlight was cleverly refracted by the windows opened everywhere in the mountain, passing through the carefully dug shafts, spreading soft and dim light throughout the main hall. Only in some narrow and remote paths, torches were needed to provide illumination.
Evelyn led him deeper and raised his head proudly. "We have also dug a large cold storage in the depths, which can store a large amount of food for a long time!"
"There is a smaller ice cellar next to it, which is enough to freeze ice cubes for your use at Summer."
"Aqueducts, sewer channels and public washrooms have also been initially constructed."
Suleiman looked in the direction of Evelyn's finger, and his eyes shone. Rome's technology was shocking. A clear water channel ran through the hall, making a gurgling sound. It was the first mountain spring introduced from outside the mountain into the mountain.
Evelyn stepped on the bottom of the foot again, making a soft sound. Suleiman looked at the foot of the foot, which was obviously a newly laid foundation. "There is a secret underground sewer below, which is directly connected to the diversion of the stream and is constantly flushed inside. Domestic sewage will follow here and be directly discharged into the abyss canyon in front of the mountain."
Suleiman frowned slightly as he listened to the endless flow of sewage channels under his feet, which were discharged into the abyss and canyon outside the castle. A small amount added up to a large amount, and over time it became stinky:
"The abyss in front of the mountain is just a temporary measure. I hope it can flow farther away from my castle."
Evelyn nodded immediately. "I understand."
"In the second phase of the project, I will extend the sewage pipe to the other side of the mountain to join the river."
Suleiman Looking around at this magnificent and indeed exquisite fortification inside the mountain, an indescribable sense of security surged in my chest. I can guard this place until I die!
Suleiman turned around and faced the people following behind, their eyes shining with expectation and admiration.
Suleiman announced loudly, "Today, I declare that Lion's Den will be our city that never falls!"
"Even if the legendary Long Night comes again and the White Walkers come to the city, the people who live here will have eternal safety!"
Suleiman's voice echoed in the huge cave, arousing a burst of fanatical cheers.
"To all those involved in this great project, you will be the first residents of Lion's Den!"
The crowd was excited, and the cheers almost broke the roof of the cave.
Suleiman looked at the excited faces, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart.
Roderick Why hasn't it come yet? Can it be better? The money is about to bottom out!
As if to respond to his thoughts, Bana ran out of the hole panting, with a happy face as if he had picked up a whole box of Gold Dragon. He ran to Suleiman and shouted excitedly:
"Roderick's caravan is here! Bringing Gold Dragon! They are here!"
When Suleiman saw Roderick's team at the entrance to the territory, he keenly sensed something was wrong.
On Roderick's face, the enthusiasm and enthusiasm like the last time he discovered a gold mine that could make a fortune were gone, replaced by a kind of gloom and shrinkage that he tried his best to conceal.
The guards behind him also changed. They were no longer the lazy caravan guards before, but a group of tall, tall men.
A man with an indifferent expression.
They stood upright, their palms resting on the hilts of their swords, their eyes as sharp as eagles, scanning everything around them. Although they wore the same mercenary leather armor, their killing aura showed that they were well-trained elite soldiers.
During the whole process of greeting Suleiman, it was strange to find that Roderick's eyes always glanced at the tall and strong guard captain beside him unconsciously, with a look that was a mixture of awe and fear.
The transaction took place in the lord meeting room of Lion's Den.
Bana and Evelyn were counting the brand new Gold Dragons in the box. The crisp sound of Gold Dragon's collision echoed in the hall. Bana felt that his hands were shaking, but what shocked him was that Evelyn's hands were terrifyingly steady and his expression remained calm.
Suleiman's attention was always locked on the weird Roderick and the guard captain.
"More than ten thousand Gold Dragon! Master Suleiman! I have never seen so many Gold Dragon!" Bana's voice was vibrating.
Suleiman nodded, Bana still wanted to show his knowledge, and it would be shameful for him to be ignorant. He signaled the servant to hand over ten pairs of Vision-Clarifying Spectacles carefully packed in wooden boxes to Roderick.
The transaction was completed, but Suleiman did not end the topic. He said as if unintentionally, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, Your Excellency Roderick." Speaking of which, I recently want to purchase a batch of sophisticated equipment for my army, and the price is negotiable."
Suleiman looked at Roderick and showed a smile, "I wonder if you have any channels?"
Roderick's expression became awkward and unnatural. Suleiman's question destroyed Roderick's pretended calmness. His lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say a word. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the guard captain beside him. The captain's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear Suleiman's words at all, and his eyes remained calm and silent.
Roderick finally forced out an ugly smile and shook his head, "Sir Suleiman, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." I... I plan to use this money to enjoy life and stop doing these busy businesses."
This answer has told Suleiman all the answers he wants to know. Based on his contact with Roderick, he is definitely a greedy businessman and will not refuse the profits that come to his door. The talker of this team is no longer Roderick.
Suleiman understood in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more warm. He discovered one thing, these people were not House Tyrell's people.