Many thanks to Yunwu for the monthly ticket. My deepest gratitude.
Another ten days passed, and the Infinite Dragonflight still had not appeared. All told, half a month had passed since Rex returned from the future timeline. He had not been idle during those ten days. He moved quickly and attacked another Troll Tribe, this time deliberately capturing Troll slaves.
Although this Troll Tribe was smaller than the one he had ambushed, he captured more slaves this time.
Between the two raids, Rex had captured over a thousand Troll slaves.
All these Trolls were transported to the Deadmines to mine gold. To manage them, Rex also sent over another group of more than a hundred humans.
With over three hundred humans in total watching over a thousand-odd Troll slaves, there was little trouble.
One person could manage three slaves.
With the arrival of the Troll slaves, the humans were completely freed from hard labor. They became overseers instead. Rex armed some of the others and made them guards, stationed nearby to maintain order. Whenever trouble arose among the overseers, the guards would immediately move in to suppress it.
Many hands made light work. The arrival of more than a thousand Troll slaves greatly accelerated Rex's mining operations in the Deadmines.
Several days earlier, the Trolls had already dug out gold ore.
They piled it all together. A purple vortex appeared, followed by a gleaming gateway, and Rex stepped out of it. His first stop was a recently completed small camp.
This small camp had been built with the help of the Troll slaves.
It was not large and consisted entirely of tents sewn from animal hides. There was not a single building.
Rex quickly approached a tent in the center of the camp. Looking at its thick hides, he lifted