When Ed returned to the castle, there were already seven or eight players there.
While White Wax Town is a great new map, some people simply go there to complete quests and still prefer to stay there in their daily lives.
Because the journey from the castle to White Wax Town is downstream, the players didn't realize how far it was when they arrived. However, on the way back, they discovered that their rowing skills were insufficient to propel the small rafts and flatboats upstream.
Just as everyone was feeling discouraged by the twenty-kilometer journey, a silent alchemical golem that only knew how to walk passed by them.
In this incredibly realistic game, players fully utilized their initiative, jogging up the relatively slow-moving alchemical golem's shoulder to hitch a ride back to the castle, unaware that an armored figure was leading eight pitiful children on foot training behind them.
Ed naturally pretended not to see the players hitching rides, and even if he had, he wouldn't have kicked them off, since it was part of the fun of the game.
But he really hadn't expected that alchemical golems could be used in this way. If they could be mass-produced, could they be used as public transportation within the territory?
As he returned to the castle hall, lost in thought, he encountered an unexpected guest.
" Haji Dragon, is there something you need?"
Ever since he accidentally blurted out his true feelings last time, Ed has given up on himself and now, unless it's a very formal occasion or a serious situation, Ed directly addresses the other person as Haji Dragon.
Since Seraphina wasn't in the bank but appeared in the castle hall, she must have been waiting for me.
A look of joy appeared on Daenerys's face when she saw Ed appear at the door.
Seeing the dragon's happy expression, Ed had a feeling that it was about to give him a hard time.
Sure enough, Seraphina said in a slightly proud tone:
"After our last discussion, I think some of your ideas make a lot of sense."
Ed was a little puzzled. After all, " Teacher Ed's Little Economics Class " was held frequently, and he didn't know which lesson had enlightened Seraphina this time. So he smiled and waited for what would happen next.
"I haven't developed my clan enough, so I've been thinking about it since yesterday, and I've finally come up with something I can get them to do."
It turns out it's related to the Dragonborn...
Ed asked:
What is it?
Seraphina pointed to a corner of the hall, Ed saw something covered under a large sheet in that somewhat dark corner.
He walked over, grabbed a corner of the lining, turned to look at Seraphina, and received an affirmative nod.
Ed reached out and yanked hard, pulling the entire lining fabric off, revealing a strange-looking object in front of him.
This thing is made entirely of black iron, and it is about two meters long, one meter wide, and one meter high. Overall, it looks like a metal spoon magnified several times.
Two support rods are placed on the ground below the handle of the spoon, and two solid, flat, round wheels are installed at the lower front of the spoon.
Ed glanced at it and immediately went into "mother-born" mode, his mind automatically playing "Chasing in the Wilderness," and he involuntarily began searching his limited mind for similar items he had seen in his previous life.
A few seconds later, he gritted his teeth and muttered a word that even he himself was struggling to keep up:
"Huang... rickshaw?"
Seraphina didn't hear Ed's quiet questioning; she had already gone to the front of her invention and begun to explain:
I call this thing a 'Dragon Power Vehicle'.
Ed was now completely exasperated, feeling he could no longer look at rickshaws in old movies the same way.
Seraphina didn't notice his embarrassed expression and continued her introduction:
"This magnificent creation comes from the supreme Red Dragon Seraphina. I plan to have the Dragonborn make more of this, and then, as you said, have them pull this cart to deliver goods between the village, the castle, and White Wax Town."
"Of course, I tried it myself, and people of average build should be able to be transported... Wow, I'm a genius."
Ed felt his eyelids start to twitch, and after thinking for a moment, he asked:
"Are the cars they copied and produced attributed to you or the villagers of Dragonborn Village?"
Seraphina waved her hand:
"Of course it's on me."
It's over!
Ed inwardly cried out in alarm— the Dragonborn is yours, the car is yours, and the money you earned from working is still yours...
He could almost picture it: once Seraphina's idea was implemented, it wouldn't be long before a hardworking and reliable young Dragonborn would be pulling a manpower-powered chariot between the castle and White Wax Town every day—no, a dragon-powered chariot. His chariot belonged to the boss, and he would have to hand over all the money he earned.
The young Dragonborn's dream is to buy his own dragon-powered vehicle through his own labor, and then earn money to marry one of the Dragonborn girls in the village.
However, just when he had saved enough money and felt that his life was about to improve, misfortune would Descent him.
After three such ups and downs, the hardworking and down-to-earth young Dragonborn became a pitiful middle-aged Dragonborn who was adept at eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring, living day to day...
What a scary story!
In the blink of an eye, Ed had already conjured up a grand drama in his mind, though he wasn't sure whether the story should be called " Dragonborn's Son" or "Camel Dragon's Son"...
Seraphina finished her introduction and looked at Ed, only to find that the Haki seemed somewhat lost in thought.
The dragon girl waved her hand in front of Ed to indicate that she had finished speaking and expressed her displeasure at his distraction.
Ed, who was still immersed in the tragic story, quickly snapped out of it. The story was so bizarre that he felt Seraphina might be hanging from a lamppost the size of the World Tree in the distant future.
Ed looked at Seraphina with a complicated expression, only to find her looking like she was taking credit for something.
To avoid being caught off guard and suffering a blow, Ed began to devise a plan that would first praise and then subtly criticize.
"Cough cough."
He cleared his throat to get Seraphina's attention and spoke in a tone that sounded like a teacher instructing a proud student (a tone he had learned from observing [ the Evergreen Tree ]):
"I think your approach is excellent. As my prized student, I only have a few small suggestions."
Seraphina's expression immediately fell. Clearly, the Dragon Girl felt that her invention and ideas were impeccable, and that asking Ed for his opinion was essentially just a formality.
But now that Ed is actually offering suggestions, she's a little annoyed.
Seeing that things were not going well, Ed immediately began to spread alarmist rumors:
"Your idea is fine in the short term, but in the long run, the Dragonborn Village will die out within a hundred years, and then you'll have no one to rely on."