Redd did not directly respond to his question, but instead asked, "Are there only these 11 Dragon Eggs in Dragonpit?"
"Yes, sir," Jasont replied immediately and affirmatively, "these 11 Dragon Eggs are placed in the deepest part of Dragonpit.
We searched the entire Dragonpit carefully several times, and even sent people to check the courtyard, watchtower and dungeon of the castle, and indeed only these were found."
Redd nodded, reached out and picked up the 11 Dragon Egg in the box one by one. Each time he picked up one, he injected a bit of magic power to examine it carefully.
After some investigation, he found that the remaining magic power inside these Dragon Eggs was actually slightly stronger than each one. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and thought to himself:
It seems that this was arranged intentionally by Viserys.
Redd's thoughts drifted to those magic books that he had read. The book mentioned that for this kind of petrified Dragon Egg, if the method of sacrifice is used, it may be possible to promote the hatching, but the object of the sacrifice must be a close relative connected by blood.
In his opinion, this method was really despicable and cruel, and he despised it from the bottom of his heart.
He changed his mind and tried to mobilize the system's healing function and apply it to the petrified Dragon Egg in his hand.
In an instant, a soft cyan light enveloped Dragon Egg. As the light circulated, the originally rough and stiff stone shell lost traces of petrification at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually revealing the smooth black dragon scales underneath.
Under the illumination of the candlelight in the room, the dragon scales glowed with a lustrous luster, and there were even tiny spots of light dancing on them, making them look particularly bright.
Jasont on the side witnessed this astonishing change, his eyes widened instantly, and his face was filled with disbelief.
He subconsciously looked down at the remaining Dragon Egg in the box that still had a stone appearance, and then suddenly looked up at the "resurrected" Dragon Egg in Redd's hand, confirming it several times.
He clearly remembered that all Dragon Egg were made of stone when they were first discovered, but the scene in front of him now overturned his cognition.
This was the first time that he felt the magic and terror of "magic" so intuitively. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Is this... is this magic?"
Redd heard this and tilted his head slightly, and then felt that there was no need to explain too much to him.
You can't tell him that what you use is not magic, but the special ability of the system, right?
Since he is willing to misunderstand that it is the power of magic, he should just stop misunderstanding it.
He withdrew his gaze and looked intently at the Dragon Egg in his hand that had returned to its original shape. His fingertips gently brushed the cold dragon scales, thoughtfully.
Redd subconsciously glanced at the energy points on the system panel. The one Dragon Egg he just healed actually consumed 35 energy points.
As soon as he thought about it, he thought that he still had a lot of inventory on hand - there were 868 petrochemical Dragon Egg dug out from Valyria Ruins, plus the 11 in front of him,
The total number has reached 879. Taking into account the 632 Dragon Egg that can be hatched normally, there are a full 1511 Dragon Egg in hand.
He closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into his mind. With a thought, he opened the system and brought up the King Ghidorah panel.
When his eyes fell on the column "Energy Points Required for the Next Transformation", he couldn't help but frown - the number in the series was 100,000.
It seems that if there is no opportunity such as a large-scale war in the short term, it will be almost impossible to accumulate so many energy points.
With a calculation in his mind, Redd exited the consciousness space, raised his right hand and lightly moved the 11 petrified Dragon Egg, and they instantly turned into several streaks of light and were taken into the pet space for safe storage.
After doing all this, he said to Jasont: "Dragon Egg I have put it away. If you have nothing else to do, go out first."
Jason watched helplessly as 11 Dragon Egg disappeared out of thin air. Even though he had witnessed the magic of "magic" just now, he still couldn't help but his heartbeat skipped a beat and his breathing became rapid.
He quickly squatted down, picked up the empty large wooden box, and slowly backed away with his waist hunched, until he exited the room and gently closed the door. His respectful attitude seemed to be engraved in his bones, and he did not dare to slack off at all.
After Jason left the room and walked far away, he dared to straighten up slowly.
He looked down at the empty wooden box in his arms, his fingertips gently stroking the rough wood, and he was extremely sure that everything he saw last night was not an illusion.
When he first faced those unimaginable sights, his heart was full of panic and fear, but at this moment, those emotions gradually faded away and were replaced by uncontrollable joy and excitement.
He clearly realized that if he could follow a prince like Redd, his future would be bright.
He even began to imagine that maybe one day he would have the opportunity to learn that magical "magic"; even if he did not have that talent, he would let his son strive for this opportunity in the future.
After all, this new master must have countless good things hidden in his hands. Even if they only leak out a little bit, it will be enough for him to enjoy for a lifetime.
Thinking of this, Jason secretly made up his mind to follow Redd closely no matter what.
Redd inside the house has completely focused on the renovation of Fire Peak and the construction of Dragonpit.
He knew very well that these two matters must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
That night, he spread out the paper in front of the table and, with clear planning, drew out the renovation drawings of Fire Peak in detail. The specific location of Dragonpit, the direction and size of the tunnel were all clearly marked without any ambiguity.
Early the next morning, Redd woke up as soon as the sun jumped above the horizon.
He didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he immediately found Douglas and asked him to arrange for slaves to start work at the foot of the volcano as quickly as possible.
Douglas was always very efficient in his work. Before noon, fifty slaves had arrived at the designated location, holding tools, and started construction in full swing.
Redd looked at Douglas and asked, "According to your arrangement, how long will it take to complete the project I requested?"
Douglas looked down at the drawing in his hand, pondered for a moment, and immediately replied:
"There will be 300 people arriving this afternoon, the 1,200 slaves purchased tomorrow will also be delivered, and another 1,000 slaves will be added the day after tomorrow.
With these manpower, it will take at least three days to complete."
When he heard the term "three years", Redd frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied, and asked, "If we increase the manpower, can the construction period be shortened?"
Douglas looked at the tunnel dimensions marked on the drawing, remembered the construction restrictions mentioned by the bachelor before, and carefully explained:
"I'm afraid not. The width of the tunnel you designed can only barely allow one person to pass through. If there are more people, it won't be able to move through it. On the contrary, it will cause congestion."
Redd still refused to give up and asked, "What about adding twice the manpower and letting them alternate day and night and keep digging?"