Planting

Young birds grow up in their nests, but one day they must leave and soar into the vast blue sky.

In the past, Lizer was cowardly and resigned; he had grown up without ever leaving the town of Gray Mist Mountain.

Perhaps this was the mediocre life of most ordinary people, never stepping out of their hometowns until the day they died.

But the current Lizer was like a fledgling ready to soar into the heavens. The first step was to bravely step out of his nest. He shared his plans with Felina.

Felina thought for a moment and suggested to Lizer:

"How about we go to Gele City first and play around for a couple of days?

In two days, it will be the day of rest, and there is an underground market for wizard apprentices that opens every weekend.

Let's see if we can find any useful materials."

Lizer had never traveled far from home and was not very familiar with these things. Having a knowledgeable beauty help arrange everything naturally saved him a lot of worry. He nodded in agreement:

"I'll listen to my wife for this vacation!"

The two left right away, without any hesitation...

Felina hastily packed her luggage and hopped onto Lizer's witchcraft motorcycle, "Blue Star."

This sky-blue witchcraft motorcycle was specially designed by Lizer and Felina for themselves.

Its energy storage reached 1 magical energy unit, with an output power of 0.1 magical energy units per hour, and a top speed of 260 kilometers per hour.

Lizer's motorcycle was painted sky blue and adorned with stars, named Blue Star to commemorate his homeland.

Felina's motorcycle was painted pink with scattered cherry blossoms, named Nianze.

Of course, Lizer would not let Felina ride separately from him.

He really enjoyed the feeling of riding together, loved being hugged tightly, and loved the bouncing sensation pressing against his back...

Just as Lizer and Felina left, Gloria drove her "Wildfire" to Lizer's factory.

Unfortunately, she could only see that flash of blue lightning swiftly disappearing into the distance...

She stomped her foot in frustration:

"Damn it! I don't know if the old man can stall for a bit longer! I hope Lizer comes back soon!"

The season of spring was fast approaching...

The last time he came to Gele City, the wilderness was a vast expanse of white, silent and empty without a trace of life, but now it was quickly showing specks of green.

The most resilient grass was spreading rapidly, and the wild beasts that had disappeared for over a month were gradually reappearing.

After Lizer's agility and constitution had increased to over 4, his eyesight had also greatly improved.

A normal person's visual recognition range is 300 meters, but he could see a rabbit dart past 600 meters away.

Further away, he could faintly see larger creatures suspected to be magical monsters.

In addition, there were some people wearing red uniforms, either patrol officers or soldiers, hunting these creatures. Coincidentally, a few of these soldiers were riding Little Witch Donkeys.

A niche newspaper in Gele City had conducted a questionnaire survey on the highly anticipated new product, the Little Witch Donkey.

The results showed that public servants with frequent field missions, such as patrol officers and soldiers, were the most loyal fans of the Little Witch Donkey.

Because it could greatly improve their field efficiency, save stamina, and increase their survival rate.

Such a fair evaluation made Lizer delighted to be able to contribute to this group.

The speed of Lizer's Blue Star was too fast; these scenes passed by in a mere flash.

Like a blue ghost speeding through the city's main roads, he enjoyed the thrill of being chased by the fierce wind...

In just half an hour, Lizer and Felina had arrived at the plantation they had passed by last time, located outside the city's fourth ring.

The raging cold winds and ice had departed, and as soon as the Tide of Wood arrived, these plantations resumed production.

For the plantations, every minute of witchcraft time was precious and lovely gold coins.

The production scenes at the plantation made Lizer and Felina slow down slightly...

There was hardly a single living person in the vast expanses of the plantations.

Lizer saw two types of workers engaged in production:

One was the wooden puppet Lizer had encountered during his practical combat assessment.

This cheapest type of alchemical puppet possessed the lowest level of intelligence, able to follow its master's commands to perform low-level repetitive work, and it never knew fatigue.

However, their combat power was low, and they could not engage in difficult tasks or battles.

Puppet manufacturing was a major branch in the field of alchemy, and a highly prosperous one at that.

There wasn't a single high-level wizard who wouldn't make a few witchcraft puppets for themselves; after all, wizards didn't like to do everything personally.

Wizards who specialized in puppet research could even become a one-man army.

But the cost was certainly extraordinarily high, something ordinary people couldn't afford.

The craft of puppet making was one of the mandatory skills Lizer planned to learn.

However, this skill was quite difficult to acquire. Even after Felina's Internal Affairs Bureau merit exchange manual was upgraded to the captain level, it was still not available.

It seemed he would have to find another way to acquire this craft.

Although Lizer had not learned puppet making, he had some understanding of the selling price of wooden puppets.

Note that it was the selling price, and the selling price was only 20 silver coins.

Such cheap wooden puppets couldn't even defeat an ordinary person, but using them in labor-intensive fields like low-level plantations was a stroke of genius.

The second type of labor force was even more peculiar; they were actually standing humanoid skeletons of various sizes and bizarre shapes. Perhaps there were humans among these strange skeletal coolies as well.

They shared a common trait with the wooden puppets from earlier: they never knew fatigue and possessed slightly higher intelligence.

They just looked a bit creepy.

As for the cost, Lizer wasn't very clear, but he figured it wouldn't be much different from the wooden puppets.

However, Lizer had a beautiful necromancy specialization apprentice right beside him to consult.

Hearing Lizer's question, Felina patiently explained:

"Most of them are transformed from the corpses of useless humanoid low-intelligence creatures like goblins, kobolds, and low-level gnolls.

Their strength is reduced during the transformation, making them not much stronger than ordinary people, but their intelligence is slightly higher than that of wooden puppets.

Also, the corpses of death row inmates with strength below the knight level are allowed to be sold to necromancers.

The selling price for these will not exceed 15 silver coins."

Felina had explained to him the last time they were clearing out the abandoned mine shaft that, in order to prevent necromancers from slaughtering the innocent, the Crimson Soul Principality had adopted relatively strict regulatory measures regarding the undead servants of necromancers.

Necromancers must register their undead servants and clarify their origins; otherwise, getting caught would be considered a crime akin to illegal possession of firearms.

Therefore, Lizer had always believed that humanoid undead servants would not appear on a large scale, but this impression was instantly corrected at the plantations outside Gele City's fourth ring.

The wisdom of civilization always finds a way out...

Unable to obtain large numbers of human corpses, these humanoid creatures classified as magical beasts were not under protection.

As a result, necromancers gained another line of business, which was simpler than puppet making.

However, large-scale use of such undead servants also had its drawbacks:

The dense necromantic energy particles leaking from them over a long period easily triggered the breeding of bacteria, requiring regular organized disinfection.

Necromantic energy particles also had a certain suppressive effect on plant growth, slightly reducing the yield.

But they were cheaper. Which was better or worse was truly a matter of individual judgment.

So the sight that greeted Lizer was a bustling farming scene:

There were wooden golems and skeleton laborers, but not a single human being.

This scene made Lizer realize that all the transmigration novels he had read in the past were nothing but lies.

Who said that only transmigrators knew how to use golems or skeletons to plow the fields?

Did they really think the natives of a wizarding civilization were idiots?

Lizer let out a leisurely sigh:

"How magnificent is our wizarding civilization. Truly, reading ten thousand books pales in comparison to traveling ten thousand miles!"