Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Weilin, it's been a year since we last saw each other."

The gentle tone still heals the hearts of others, just like when they first met.

"Okay, everyone, sit down and let's have some drinks."

Claire couldn't wait to take out the wine he "brought" from his father and poured a glass for the three of them.

The mellow smell filled the entire camp. Smelling the aroma of wine, I couldn't help but get intoxicated.

"Let's have a drink first."

Verin raised his glass, clinked it with the two of them, and then drank it all.

The powerful force caused the three of them to fall to the ground instantly and sleep on the carpet without any image.

This cocktail party was over before it even started.

The three of them spontaneously began to operate the breathing method, and their cultivation speed increased by more than dozens of times. A siphon effect gradually formed, and the magic energy from other areas continued to gather here.

At this moment, in the main tent of the Brazilian A camp, Commander Bulborn of the Serop Corps suddenly stood up, looked at the strange situation in the distance, and rushed out quickly.

More than a dozen soul-level powerhouses floated over Krell's tent, somewhat curious about the situation inside.

Seeing Bulborn's figure, everyone saluted.

Smelling the familiar aroma of wine, I knew without even thinking that Nizi had stolen his medicinal wine.

"Please disperse, this is a kid practicing."

The other Soul Level powerhouses looked at each other and finally left.

What happened has happened, Bulborn ordered people to seal off the surrounding area and not allow others to approach.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Bulborn suppressed the anger in his heart and kept hinting to himself that this was his son, not someone else.

During these three days, every two hours, Bulborn asked his subordinates to prepare a wooden stick.

Unconsciously, more than thirty wooden sticks were neatly placed on the right side, waiting for Claire to wake up and enjoy them.

At noon, the siphoning stopped, and everyone understood that the incident was coming to an end.

In the camp, the three people slowly woke up.

While Alva and Verin were still confused, Krel looked at everything around him and suddenly understood something.

"Brothers, I'll go first. We'll have a drink together later."

Before the two of them could react, Krell walked out of the tent with a firm look on his face.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting the tent curtain, but Krell's figure had disappeared.

At this time, the two of them realized what was going on.

"I hope he... um, can get out of bed in a month." Alva closed his eyes and prayed silently for his friend.

Verin could only bless Krel in his heart. He was probably the only one who could steal his father's precious wine.

Feeling the changes in his body, Verin became more and more certain that Krel might not be able to get out of bed for three months.

Just one glass of wine saved him half a year of hard work.

"I guarantee that I can reach the gold level within half a year at most. It's just that this favor is too big."

There is no protagonist in this cocktail party, so there is no need to continue it.

The two of them cleaned up the scene in tacit agreement and left the place.

After returning to the camp, he waited for three consecutive days without seeing Krel. Welin could only regretfully leave the Brazil A camp and head to the commercial camp fifty kilometers away.

Verin could only repay his kindness next time.

As a commercial camp that was born less than two years ago, it has more than doubled in size compared to a year ago.

When Weilin saw the commercial camp again, he couldn't help but open his eyes. If he hadn't been there several times, he would have thought he was in the wrong place.

"What a big change."

Perhaps it shouldn't be called a commercial camp, but a commercial town.

The central area is still the shops of various nobles, while the outer areas are residential areas.

It didn't take long for Verin to find his own store in the new commercial town.

After dismounting and handing the red phosphorus horse to Kyle, Weylin went straight into the store.

"grown ups."

Duke, who was immersed in settling accounts, raised his head, saw Weilin's figure, and saluted hurriedly.

"We don't have much time, I have something to tell you."

"My lord, please follow me."

Verin followed Duke into the back of the store.

Compared with the rough appearance a year ago, the backyard has become much more orderly at this time. Various functional areas such as the commodity storage area, stables, and living areas have been separated, and it is no longer messy as before.

Entering a room, Duke came to the wall and turned a small stone statue in the corner of the room.

The next moment, a portal appeared on the floor, leading directly to the underground chamber.

With no extra expression on his face, Weilin followed Duke into the basement.

Light the surrounding oil lamps, and the dark basement instantly becomes bright.

"Sir, in the past year, apart from the current store covering an area of ​​six acres, there have been three stores selling grain on East Street, four stores selling leather goods, furniture, salt and dried meat on South Street, and there are also 20 residences on the north side. , all belong to your property.”

After listening to Duke's report, Weilin was quite surprised.

In less than a year, the other party relied on its own vision to capture such a large business territory.

Although he has his own background that prevents other nobles from taking it, Duke's business ability can also be seen.

"I'm very pleased that you did a good job. What reward do you need?"

"My lord, your support for my family is already a great gift to me. Please take it back." Duke said respectfully, obviously knowing what happened to the family.

"In this case, your reward will be stored with me for the time being."

Weilin was very pleased with his contented subordinates and continued: "I have a task for you. If you can complete it, within one year, I will help you break through to the silver level. The mounts, weapons and breathing techniques will all be done in one step. .”

"Please show me, sir."

Duke knelt down on one knee, and the excited expression on his face already explained his heart.

Ever since he broke through the high-level bronze level with the help of Lord Raimundo, he has clearly felt that his talent has reached its upper limit. If there are no other adventures, he will probably stop there for the rest of his life.

Now the opportunity is right in front of him, no matter what, he must seize it.

"In three months, Raimundo will send someone to take over your position and continue to preside over the business here."

"What I need you to do is go to Maple Leaf City, the Duchy of Light End, and wait until one month after the big event occurs to acquire these properties in my name. These six people will cooperate with your actions."

As for what the big event was, although he was very curious, Duke did not ask.

As a subordinate, these are not things he should know.

He took a piece of parchment from Verin's hand, with the names of six people written on it, three of whom he was familiar with.

"If you encounter difficulties, you can report my family's name."

"Yes."

Duke engraved the name on it in his mind and handed it back to Verin.

Verin put the parchment into the space ring again, explained some other matters, and left the basement with Duke.