White Dragon Lord

After speaking, the White Dragon Lord glanced at each monster leader below.

"The construction of the capital requires the participation of every race, and it will be our common home."

The monster leaders raised their heads proudly, and the blueprint drawn by the white dragon lord aroused their enthusiasm.

After a pause, Bai Long continued.

"First of all, we need to solve the problem of construction materials, which involves the mining, transportation and craftsmen of stone. What are your good ideas?"

"Master, the mining of the stone will be handed over to the ogres."

Gulgaru was the first to stand up.

"Last time I fought in Kumlinge, I found a very good bluestone mine in the mountains. This kind of bluestone is very hard and has a weak ability to guide magic. It is suitable for the city wall of the capital. As for the city wall. The building materials for the house, there are stones everywhere in the deep mountains, if you search carefully, you will soon find a suitable quarry."

The white dragon lord nodded in agreement, and the efficiency of mining stones by the powerful ogre would naturally not be low.

"Very well, when the time comes, build a road to connect the quarry with the capital."

The gnoll leader Hogg Riverpaw said.

"Then the task of building roads and transporting stones will be handed over to the gnolls. Cutting down forests is what the gnolls are good at."

Gulgaru added.

"You can let the Dixinglong family help the jackal transport the stones. These big guys have strength."

The White Dragon Lord nodded.

"good idea."

The gray dwarf Prince Thauris Dark Furnace laughed proudly and said loudly.

"The task of building the city wall is none other than dwarves"

In terms of construction, naturally no one will compete with dwarves.

The white dragon lord said.

"The number of gray dwarves is scarce, Rogge fist, you lead your tribe to assist the dwarves in building the city."

Rogge's giant fist muttered.

"Trolls obey your will.

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Old Blind and Old Jimmy looked at each other.

"The murlocs will follow the Xuehui River to give everyone enough food and other supplies."

Harpy Chief Della Bloodfeather and Bucky Darkscale stood silently on the side.

The former is to find that the task is basically taken over by the major races, and the harpies seem to be of little help.

The latter has always been the secret guardian of White Castle, so it's okay to let it fight and kill. These daily construction tasks should be avoided.

The white dragon lord turned to the harpy who had become a little uneasy because of nothing to do, and said.

"Della Bloodfeather, you arrange for some harpies to pass messages between teams."

"Yes"

The white dragon lord casually arranged a task for the harpy and turned to Bucky Darkscale.

"Bucky Darkscale, you continue to be responsible for the safety of White Castle."

"Your will is my direction."

The White Dragon Lord nodded.

"Okay, go down and prepare according to the tasks you received."

The monster leaders dispersed, and the white dragon lord lay on the throne, frowning, and fell into contemplation.

With the expansion of White Castle's power, except for Gulgaru and Old Jimmy, the management skills of the other monster leaders have become less and less able to keep up with White Castle's pace.

If this continues, these monster leaders will sooner or later become a burden to White Castle's growth.

Lord Bailong realized that what Baibao lacked now was not force, but management talents.

Most of the monsters, let them fight the enemy, their brows will not wrinkle, but if they are allowed to manage the project, I am afraid that after they hand over the problem to their subordinates, they will find a shady place, lie down and think about life, Then wake up to find that things are messed up.

The white dragon lord tapped lightly on the throne below him with his fingernails.

Speaking of management talents, the White Dragon Lord thought of human beings. Maybe he could introduce management talents to the human kingdom, and then let the monsters form a purely violent organization.

Speaking of the army, the White Dragon Lord remembered that with the growth of the new murlocs, the murlocs of the old era were gradually unable to keep up with the pace of the times, and the army composed purely of murlocs became somewhat tasteless.

Ordinary murlocs have inherent defects. Compared with other monster races, their bodies are simply weak. It is no longer necessary to maintain a large army of murlocs.

The white dragon lord raised the idea of ​​elitisating the murloc army.

That is to keep the murlocs of the murloc army, the murlocs above the middle-level professional, and the special troops that tame the pets.

And other ordinary murlocs, disarmed and returned to the fields, became producers, and continued to contribute to the development of White Castle.

It seems that I have to have a good talk with old blind eye and old Jimmy.

The white dragon lord made up his mind, and immediately launched a family contract to call back old Jimmy, old blind eye, and Bucky Darkscale.

Old Jimmy, Old Blind, and Bucky Darkscale came in together,

"Master, what are your orders?"

The white dragon lord looked at the first three retinues below, and frowned. The two old fish, old Jimmy and old blind eye, were fighting with the young Bucky Darkscale, and the sense of contrast was immediately revealed.

Looking at the two dependents who had already shown their old state, the White Dragon Lord sighed in his heart.

Even if the murlocs are short-lived races, the transformation of the dragon veins can add a lot of lifespan to them, but they are no better than Bucky Darkscale, who became a family of white dragons when they were young.

When Old Blind Eye and Old Jimmy met the White Dragon Lord, they were already mature fish, and their dragon vein transformation effect was far less than Bucky Darkscale.

The white dragon lord used his mental power to scan the body information of the old blind eye and the old Jimmy, and found that they only had twenty years of life left, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Old Blind and Old Jimmy are still struggling at level 17, and the chances of stepping into a legend in their lifetime are slim.

At this time, he was unable to return to the sky, and the white dragon lord put it behind his head and said.

"I called you back, because there is a major matter related to the murlocs, and I want to talk to you."

After a pause, the White Dragon Lord continued.

"Now that the number of new murlocs has reached 500,000, it is time for them to appear in front of the world. I plan to officially let the new murlocs appear in this world at the founding ceremony."

The three fish-men are delighted, this is a good thing.

Bai Long continued.

"I thought about it, the meaning of ordinary murlocs joining the army is not much, it is better to let them go home to raise fish and grow seaweeds. From then on, the threshold for ordinary murlocs to join the army is set to middle-level professionals."

In addition to Miss Human Viscount, the old blind murlocs were the first dependent race of the White Dragon Lord. They thought of their old feelings and did not drive the ordinary murlocs out of the army directly.

Anyway, the lifespan of ordinary murlocs is only 20 years, and the age to serve in the army is even less. The food they eat is completely irrelevant to the white dragon.

The old blind eye and the old Jimmy calmly accepted the arrangement of the white dragon lord. They were not aware of the inherent disadvantage of the murlocs.

A murloc has worked hard for several years to become a mid-level professional, and he will most likely be defeated by an ogre who is lazy and has not undergone any training.

Because, the natural biological level of ogres is eight.

This is the disparity brought about by racial differences.

After the appearance of the new murloc family, the murloc executives expected that sooner or later, ordinary murlocs would withdraw from the battle sequence and become logisticians.

Therefore, the three giant murlocs are very calm.

"Go down."

"Subordinates retire."

Looking at the somewhat old backs of the two murloc relatives, the White Dragon Lord sighed in his heart.

When Old Blind and Old Jimmy were about to step out of the White Castle Hall, there was a sigh full of complicated emotions behind them, and the two fish were shocked.

"Not a legend, but an ant"

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