LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

Chapter 457 Tryndamere: The World Has Changed
Tryndamere spent the next few days in a temporary immigrant camp on the border.

In the past few days, Tryndamere's countermeasures against the Demacians have also achieved great success.

On the first day, he successfully eliminated a bucket of enemy spirits, five baskets of black bread, and ten Zaun alchemy fast-growing chickens.

The next day, he successfully wiped out one barrel of enemy spirits, three pots of mashed potatoes, and two pots of oatmeal stewed with vegetables.

On the third day, he successfully eliminated a bucket of enemy medical alcohol mixed with water and two pots of thick oatmeal porridge.

On the fourth day, the immigrant camp canceled the big pot meal in the cafeteria, and adopted the material rationing system of distributing food by head.

On the fifth day, Tryndamere and his accompanying Iceborn warriors were successfully selected as the first batch of employees of the blacksmith cooperative.

Comrade Laxana, president of the Debon branch, pointed out at the internal work meeting that we must be alert to the unhealthy trend of squandering and waste and getting something for nothing among the Freljord immigrant groups, and comprehensively promote the Freljord immigrants to work and participate in labor. help the Freljord people to embark on the correct path of self-reliance and self-reliance as soon as possible.

Comrade Laksanna stressed that wealth should be created by the hands of workers.Leaders help others instead of lazy people, and support people instead of poor people.

For the very small number of backward elements who have self-interested thoughts, waste public resources, poach collective corners, and take advantage of the public, we must give priority to helping and reforming, and we must really help the point and change to the root, and help them cure ideological illnesses by encouraging labor practices , Toward common progress.

Seventh day, morning.

"Ashe's blood alliance." The iceborn warriors surrounded Tryndamere: "Should we continue to stay?"

While eating the delicious breakfast bread, they asked worriedly: "The tens of thousands of immigrants we organized have arrived one after another."

"But it seems that the food of these Demacians still can't be eaten up?"

"Keep going, brothers!" Tryndamere looked serious: "The supplies of the Demacians are definitely not unlimited."

He swallowed the chicken leg in one gulp, then licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Look, they pretended to be very generous a few days ago, letting us drink and eat meat as we like."

"Now? Even chicken legs are limited to one per person per day."

Tryndamere sipped the chicken bone soaked in spices, and said very dissatisfied.

"Amount..." The muscular men nodded one after another.

But there was still a bright-minded Iceborne warrior who thought something was wrong: "But they still serve chicken legs!"

The people of the Freljord eat meat every day, but this does not mean that meat is worthless on the ice sheet.

On the ice sheet, any food is precious.

The situation in Demacia is much better though.But for ordinary people in Demacia, meat is also a precious and rare treasure.

But now, those Germans actually let a group of "beggars" from the Freljord eat meat every day?

"This." Tryndamere also knew that something was wrong.

He once tentatively asked the cadre of the immigration camp, but the cadre just explained casually that these chickens are alchemy technology chickens invented by Zaun, which are much cheaper than traditional chickens.

Tryndamere had no idea what alchemy technology was.

He also didn't know how those perverted scientists in Zuan, who were engaged in research on human body transformation every day, could burst out scientific research results that benefited people's livelihood after being forced by the leaders to change their careers to engage in "chicken body transformation research".

He didn't even know where Zaun was.After all, such a distance is beyond the scope of a Freljordian need to understand.

Therefore, he could only answer ambiguously according to the cadre's words: "This chicken seems to be some kind of alchemy... uh. Hex technology chicken? In short, it's just a cheap product similar to oatmeal. So they don't feel bad when they give it to us." .”

"Hex technology?" The Iceborn warriors looked blank.

"what is this?"

"Probably... a special kind of magic?" Tryndamere replied with a guilty conscience.

"Oh, so that's how it is." The Iceborn understood when the magic was mentioned.

It makes sense that magic can make chickens grow faster, fatter, and cheaper.

Then, someone unconsciously asked a question: "Doesn't that mean that ordinary people in Demacia can now eat cheap chicken every day?"

"This..." Tryndamere frowned.

He looked at the chicken bone in his hand, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He instinctively felt that this was a big deal.But for a while, he couldn't tell what a series of magnificent social changes and civilization progress were behind the emergence of this small poultry breeding technology.

The world outside the ice field seems to have changed, and it has become even stranger.

With the insight of a "primitive man", Tryndamere could only vaguely perceive this.

"In short," he forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart: "Demacia's endurance must have an upper limit, and it is impossible to eat it all."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have been frightened to change to a material rationing system after being eaten by us for a few days."

Tryndamere's logic was quite logical.The Iceborn warriors nodded secretly.

And at this moment.
"Boom—" a group of steel monsters spouting green alchemy smoke appeared at the gate of the camp with a low growl.

"Is this a car?" Tryndamere wasn't stupid, although he didn't know much about it.

No matter how strange these trucks looked, he could always recognize the wheels.

There is a dirt road that is flat enough from Mihril City to the border camp, which was built by the Crownguard family in the past to facilitate the transportation of military supplies.

Now it's time to take the truck to transport food supplies to this immigrant camp.

So, under the desperate eyes of Tryndamere.
"The hurricane roars!" Lux waved her RGB hex staff and slowly rose from the cargo bed of the truck.

The leaders present released their divine spells one after another, and worked together to summon a strong air current.

Bags of food, so numerous that they were almost innumerable, just soared from the truck's body, and then fell slowly like fallen leaves, and finally landed in layers on the open space of the immigration camp.

But after a while, there was a mountain of rice, a mountain of noodles, and a mountain of meat on the camp.

Tryndamere touched his stomach, and calculated simply with his brain, how long it would take to finish eating these things
"Damn it!" Tryndamere's face darkened, "These Demacians are so generous and vicious!"

With so much rice and flour, even more than 1 people can feed for a month!

When they finish eating the rice and drying the noodles, who knows how many Iceborne tribes will betray Ashe and come here to eat and drink for nothing.

"What should I do?" The Iceborn warriors all looked at Tryndamere with concern.

"." Tryndamere struggled for a while.

The plan of winning without a fight that Ashe formulated seems to have been cracked by the strong material reserves of the Demacians.

In this way, the best way is to go to war directly, using war to force the Demacians to close the country and give up accepting immigrants.

But, is it really going to war?

After the war started, he would not be able to eat such delicious bread.

"Ahem." No, it's not about the bread.

Tryndamere swallowed the last piece of bread in his mouth, and the image of Ashe soon appeared in his heart.

Ashe doesn't want war.A war with a powerful country like Demacia will greatly deplete the vitality of the Avarosa Alliance.

What's more, they have been staying in this small border camp these days, they have never even been to Miyin City, and they don't know enough about all aspects of Miyin City's defenders.

If they go to war directly now, they won't even be able to achieve the effect of internal cooperation and external cooperation.

"Wait a little longer," said Tryndamere. "We have to stay dormant for a while longer, at least to get some more information."

"And" he looked at the three mountains in front of him, Mishan, Mianshan and Roushan.

The Iceborne soldiers looked over unconsciously.Even, all the Freljord people present looked over.

no way.

These three mountains have an irresistible attraction to the Freljord people.

In the past, they only dared to dream of such a mountain of food piled up in their dreams.

And now, this dream has come true.It turns out that a "tribe" can really have as much food as a mountain, and it can be enjoyed by everyone regardless of you and me.

"This, this must be the last supplies of the Demacians." Tryndamere gritted his teeth and said, "Even if they still have food reserves, it is impossible for them to be so generous and feed so many people with food for nothing!"

"As long as we persevere, we will definitely win the final victory!"

Tryndamere showed the unremitting spirit of the Iceborne people, and vowed to fight the insidious and cunning Demacians with a big mouth.

He couldn't believe it, how long these Demacians could support so many immigrants for nothing.

"But." The Iceborn warrior with a flexible mind questioned in a low voice: "Ash's blood alliance. These Germans don't seem to plan to support us for nothing."

"Didn't they say the day before yesterday that they wanted us to work as blacksmiths?"

All kinds of equipment made by Demacian blacksmiths are worth more than food.

"If the equipment we build for the Germans is worth more than the food they give us. Then don't we let them take advantage of it?"

The Iceborne warriors understood the theory of surplus value without a teacher, and looked at Tryndamere worriedly.

It was agreed to eat the Demacians.

But the Demacians are going to use them to make money, so can they eat them enough to break them?

Employees receive a basic salary, can they still bring down a company that has always been profitable?

"That's why you don't understand." Tryndamere Zhizhu laughed while holding the ground.

"Blacksmiths can make money in Demacia. But Demacia has many blacksmiths themselves, how many more blacksmiths can they recruit?"

"We have more than 1 people here. Can Demacia recruit more than 1 blacksmiths at one go? Why do they need so many blacksmiths? Do so many people need ironware? Even if everyone needs it, there are so many people Can you afford it?"

Tryndamere also understood the relationship between supply and demand in the market without a teacher, and deduced that it was impossible for the Demacians to let more than 1 people become blacksmiths.

Why don't they go to high value-added technical professions like blacksmithing? Why let them do it?

Go farming, grazing, mining, building roads and bridges?
Demacians can't do these things by themselves?
You must know that what Demacia lacks most is people, not food.

Due to the high degree of land annexation and the tremendous pressure brought about by successive years of war, it is difficult for the poor peasants in Germany to fill their stomachs.

Now if they exchange precious food reserves for redundant and low-end manpower, are they really not losing money?
"This blood alliance of Ashe, what you said is right!" The Iceborn warriors couldn't help but admire the wisdom of Tryndamere.

The giant Demacia seems powerful, but like the mammoth on the ice field, it is just a huge and bloated prey.

They tore open a hole and cut the flesh fiercely, not afraid that the cut would hurt it.

"But." Someone still murmured and questioned: "What if these Demacians really want more than 1 of us to become blacksmiths and help them make money by forging iron?"

"After all, think about it"

There are tens of millions of people in Demacia, who doesn't need a kitchen knife and an iron pot?
The production capacity of more than 1 blacksmiths seems to be fully digestible in the entire Demacia Kingdom.

"Fool!" said Tryndamere. "I know all men need iron."

"But didn't I also say that just because they need it doesn't mean they can afford it—we Freljord people still want to eat bread every day, but can we afford it?"

"Don't forget, iron itself is very expensive!"

As he said, although ironware has long been popular among the Demacian folk, it is definitely not a cheap commodity that the poor can buy whenever they want.

Moreover, even if there are so many people who can afford ironware, the blue ocean of this market should have been completely occupied by Demacia's blacksmiths long ago.

How could there suddenly be such a large market demand for more than 1 Freljord furnace users to digest?
"There are only two possibilities!" Tryndamere deduced, "One, the Demacians suddenly became rich."

"Second, iron has suddenly become worthless, and ironware has become affordable for everyone."

"Do you think this is possible?"

"Haha." Tryndamere's question elicited a burst of relieved laughter.

Yeah, that's simply not possible.

Money doesn't suddenly fall from the sky, and iron doesn't suddenly gush out of the ground.

They all know mining and excavation, metallurgy and forging.They know how much work it takes to turn a piece of ore into iron, then smelt the iron into steel, and turn the steel into usable tools and equipment.

The cost of each of these links is impossible to drop suddenly.

"But." Someone picked up the chicken bone in his hand and asked thoughtfully: "Didn't these Demacians use the magic called 'Hex Technology' to make chicken cheap? Is it gone?"

"Ashe's blood alliance, tell me, will this magic also work on iron?"

"This..." Tryndamere froze.

He instinctively wanted to deny this speculation.But this terrible thought lingered in his mind like a nightmare.

Yeah, Demacians aren't stupid either.

Are they really trying to hold on for strategic goals, taking advantage of them and consuming supplies in vain?

Will they... really have this kind of magic that can change everything?

Tryndamere dared not think further.

And at this moment.
"Boom—" Another train of trucks spewed out thick alchemy smoke, roaring to the gate of the camp.

"Everyone, let's unload the cargo!" Lux and the others repeated their tricks, summoning the wind to unload the cargo.

Then, under Tryndamere's astonished eyes, another mountain appeared on the clearing.

This mountain is not rice mountain, not face mountain, but
"Iron Mountain?" Tryndamere opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Yes, this is a mountain of steel plates and iron sheets!
"This, what is this?" He couldn't believe it and stopped a passing camp cadre.

"Iron sheet prefabricated panels." The cadre replied casually: "There are more and more people in the camp. I can't let you live in the sheepskin tents I brought, can I?"

"So we plan to build a semi-permanent immigration camp on the border to give you a shelter temporarily, and it will also facilitate more Freljord immigrants to settle here in the future."

"What?" Tryndamere was completely bewildered.

You also plan to build houses for immigrants, and plan to attract more Freljord immigrants?
And, most importantly:

"You guys use iron to build a house?" Looking at the neatly piled iron mountain in front of him, Tryndamere's world view completely collapsed.

"Haha." The cadre just smiled and said, "Iron is with us, and it's not worth a lot of money."

"It's just right for building a house, and it can also absorb excess capacity."

　I struggled with it for a day and a night, changed it and changed it, and finally decided to overthrow and rewrite it all.

　　I wrote it all night, the update is late. Sorry_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)