Chapter 28 Problems with Construction and Mythril Transaction
The seven to eight days expanding the town had mobilized almost half of the idle people there. As long as they were paid, there were no problems cutting into the mountain and building roads to lead to the iron and mythril mines.
The mythril mine was not occupied by the Orcs so William naturally wanted to excavate it. After all, mythril was not something that anyone would complain about.
William planned on expanding the streets and repairing the houses, integrating all the buildings in the town, he planned six housing areas.
Humans, Half-elves, Elves, Dwarfs, military camps, blacksmiths, and other manufacturing rooms had to be considered.
Of course, entertainment and cultural facilities were also indispensable.
The bathhouse had to be built. Many commoners had mentioned to him that there was no public bathhouse in the town, only Rainbow River. It did not matter where men took baths, they could just find an empty place, take off their clothes, and pick up the soap…
But it was really troublesome for women to carry water back home.
Most of the daily water usage was taken from Rainbow River, which made people feel bad or unwell as if there was something in their throats!
What was worse was that many single men knew what terrible things they had done in the river, such as using fish…
Meanwhile…
William also wanted to build a magnificent central fountain on Rainbow River. It could be completed using the skills of mages and Dwarfs.
The thriving border town also made the commoners in the territory feel relieved.
There were many races coexisting in the town and there were not many communication barriers. After all, this was the Legendary continent.
Although each race had its own language, which was the language of communication within the race, they all spoke a common language.
Would there be any trouble with the differing living habits?
William had tried his best to separate their living quarters. If there was really a problem, they could roll up their sleeves and fight it out. He could be the judge…
The building endowment of the Dwarfs was good. If one did not pay attention to the aesthetic aspects, then all the buildings they had built would bring a sense of security to people. Their ability to build fortifications was the best in the lands of Gods.
Dwarfs were the best in building and had a talent for researching new equipment. Although they could not be compared with Goblins, they were also outstanding.
…
The sun was shining brightly and the day was filled with sounds of insects and birds.
No one felt cool in the town or in the dense forest. The tidal air in the forest would only make people feel more stuffy and hot.
The trees that had been cut down for road construction had not been wasted. Instead, they were carried back to the town and used as materials for building houses.
Odom carried a large tree by himself and threw it on the ground, dust flying everywhere.
He wiped away the sweat from his forehead, picked up the kettle, and poured the water on his blonde hair that was shining under the sun.
This was the 32nd tree he had carried back.
It had to be said, in terms of hard work, professionals had more advantages and earned more money.
He was only wearing a white linen shirt. His chest was slightly exposed, and his scarred muscles could just be seen, making him look alluring.
He looked at William, who was drinking juice. "The comprehensive construction of the town is too time-consuming. I don't even know when it will be finished."
William touched Bear Two, who was biting his pants. "How long?"
"The town has 4300 residents and 800 troops. 300 troops are guarding the two mines and supervising it. Now, only 2700 people can help with the expansion of the town.
"According to the number of people now, even if we continually build houses day and night, it will take about six months for the fortification to be built.
"This is because there are a lot of professionals in the staff, otherwise it would take even longer."
Odom took a sip of water and continued, "I know what you're thinking. Build a perfect foundation and even an underground system so that we can expand in the future. But according to this construction method, there are too few people. It will take a long time."
William kicked away Big Bear who was biting his shoes and said, "I'll find a way to buy some slaves from Black Lava Dukedom!"
"How many gold coins are left in the town?" Odom's mouth twitched. Building a town was not free, they had to pay wages.
"Isn't there an iron mine? Plenty of haematite has been produced recently, surely there's enough to sell for more than 500 gold coins, plus that mythril…" At this point, William and Odom were a bit dejected.
The mythril dug out by the Dwarfs for the past few years had been refined. There was a total of 840 kilograms!
What kind of concept was that?
This was a huge sum of money!
Mythril was as light as a feather and as strong as a dragon scale. It was slightly exaggerated, but in terms of hardness, it was several times that of steel, yet it weighed less than half.
With this 840 kilograms of mythril and a blacksmith with good craftsmanship, 3360 pieces of Silver equipment could be made.
Or it could become a mage's magic material and have many uses.
In short, 500 grams of mythril could be exchanged for at least 100 gold coins.
In the regions where there was less mythril, its value was higher. A small place like the Black Lava Dukedom, which did not produce mythril at all, depended on imports from other countries. If one really wanted a price, it was not impossible for 500 grams of mythril to cost nearly 150 gold coins and there were buyers for it.
The iron ore was not sold at a high price. The name, Iron Dukedom, was a bit of a giveaway, there were many iron ore mines inside and a lot of iron ore had to be thrown out. This was a sad story…
That was also why William chose to trade in the Black Lava Dukedom.
The situation between the two dukedoms was extremely tense. The old King of Black Lava Dukedom was bedridden and dying because of an earlier injury. It seemed as though he would go to hell soon.
This situation made the Iron Dukedom think that they were preparing for war.
So some key war resources would not be sold to the Black Lava Dukedom. Even if there were private transactions, the quantity would be very small. Therefore the iron ore mine could be sold at a good price there.
However, no matter how the Prince of the Black Lava Dukedom fought for power, when the City of Dawn leaked mithril, it would attract many people's attention and greed.
"Why don't you carve some marks?"
"Huh?" William did not understand. After Odom's explanation, he gradually understood.
Odom had some unique techniques. He could print the symbols of other countries on the mythril. His most skilled one was the symbol of the Lonely Mountain empire…
In this way, it could make people think that they had gotten the mythril from somewhere else and not dug out of their own mythril mine.
"But if we print the symbols of other countries, then the quantity of mythril sold can't be too high otherwise, it will cause suspicion!" William had no good ideas at the moment.
It was possible to sell mythril elsewhere, such as across other regions.
But he had neither the time nor a flying mount. There were no teleportation portals in this broken place and they would be robbed on the way.
His current location belonged to the novice village and the most powerful guy was around level 60. If he really met him, he could struggle and resist for a while. If not, he could kill him, William could also make some secret transactions…
But if he left the beginner's village, even Lautner's hard work could not protect him.
"Lautner!"
"Lautner!!!" William's sudden shout and agitated appearance made Odom take a few steps back. He thought there was a dirty relationship between them that was beyond friendship.
"Who said we must do business with Humans? We can do business with Elves!" William slapped his head. He had been a player for so long in his previous life that he was always using the living habits of a player and had forgotten the advantages of his identity.
Although Border Town was far away from Dark Night City, he knew that there was a prosperous town of Elves more than a 100 miles east, where many Blackleaf Elves lived.
He could sell some of the mythril to the Elves and use the gold coins to buy other materials from the Human dukedoms.
It was a little troublesome, but it would be much safer.
