Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

In the morning, Weilin held the Druid's Book and studied it carefully, understood its meaning, and practiced the breathing method on it.

It has been almost a month since I got the book, and I have barely gotten started. It can be seen how difficult it is to get started in the Druid profession.

After such a long time, I have only learned the magic of thorns.

Looking at the thorns emerging from the soil, Weilin took the initiative to stretch out his hand to let it wrap around his arm, and then he easily broke free with a slight force.

"Too weak, according to the Druid's Book, the ultimate development of thorns can form a diameter of three meters, infinite extension, harder than hard gold, and can bind the realm of legends. It seems that I still have a long way to go."

From this point of view, his fellow countryman is a well-deserved big man. He has never heard of any druid master or legend who has used low-level magic such as thorns to the extreme since he came to this world.

"Take your time, there is still a lot of time. As long as you become a formal druid within a year, it will be a victory."

Quietly comforting himself in his heart, Weilin relieved his inner anxiety.

Afterwards, Weilin returned to the study and picked up the immersive game helmet he had exchanged from the Star Mage Gray. While entertaining and relaxing, he also practiced his command skills and kept trying and failing in the virtual world.

A low-level magic crystal can allow the immersive game helmet to run for twenty hours, and a Yuanli vine can produce ten Yuanli crystals a year, which is equivalent to ten low-level magic crystals.

He has three Yuanli vines in his hand, which can produce thirty low-level magic crystals a year, allowing him to use the immersive game helmet for six hundred hours a year without using additional low-level magic crystals.

An hour later, Weilin took off the immersive game helmet and put it on the desk, taking a deep breath.

Just now, he attacked the enemy with three times the number of troops as the enemy, but was actually confused by the enemy, and used military tactics to wipe out the 30,000 troops in his hands.

"Next time, be absolutely cautious, but who would have thought that this virtual character could use two-thirds of his own troops as bait, which is really eye-opening."

At this time, the door of the study was knocked.

"Come in."

Welin put the immersive game helmet on the bookshelf and turned to the door.

Kyle heard the voice of his master and pushed the door open.

"Master, Lord Randolph sent someone to report that the first batch of black-skinned pigs are ready for slaughter. Please review the data now."

Welin took the data report on the black-skinned pig farm from Kyle.

Six months ago, he put 20 pigs in the black-skinned pig farm, three males and 17 females.

According to the report given by Randolph, a black-skinned pig has at least three piglets per litter. In these six months, the black-skinned pigs have been in heat twice and gave birth to 113 piglets. It is expected that 60 black-skinned pigs can be slaughtered in February next year, and the rest will be kept for breeding to expand the breeding scale of the black-skinned pig farm.

In addition, there are a total of eight black-skinned pigs that can be slaughtered this time, two males and six females. It is expected that each black-skinned pig weighs 250 kilograms and can produce 175 kilograms of meat.

As for why there were two males, Randolph also gave an explanation.

"It's outrageous. One pig is possessive and bit the other two males half to death." Weilin shook his head at the outrageous record. He was indeed a violent animal.

However, Randolph has already given a solution. Fences are installed in the black pig ranch. Boars are usually kept alone and released for mating in three months.

"Order Randolph to store black pork according to his ideas and send another 200 kilograms of black pork to my castle." Weilin thought about it and quickly gave instructions.

"Yes, my lord."

After Kyle left, Weilin immediately wrote an invitation letter and asked someone to give it to Baird, asking him to send it to the owner of the adventurer's tavern in his own name.

...

On the second floor of the adventurer's tavern, the silver-haired young man carefully tasted the wine he brewed with new ingredients and nodded with satisfaction.

"Pine tree roots, adding a certain amount of yam vines, and supplemented by my own improved brewing technique, I can actually brew this kind of low-alcohol wine from this common thing. Although the taste is a bit bad, at least it succeeded."

Looking at the results of his experiment, the silver-haired young man showed a satisfied look, as if he saw a steady stream of gold coins waving at him.

"Master, the mayor of Qixing Town, Chief Steward Baird, is here to visit you."

At this time, a voice from outside the door interrupted the silver-haired young man's thinking.

"Please let him in."

The silver-haired young man waved his hand, took away all the items, came to the door, opened the door, and instructed his servant.

On the first floor of the Adventurer's Tavern, Baird followed the servant and entered the second floor.

"How are you recently, Boss Aljeta." Baird greeted the silver-haired young man with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern, Chief Steward Baird, I am living well here." The silver-haired young man responded with a smile, without arrogance or contempt, treating the human in front of him equally.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Baird took out the invitation letter written by Weilin and handed it to the silver-haired youth Aljeta.

"Boss Aljeta, my lord heard that you are an outstanding adventurer and is very interested in your adventures. He invites you to visit his castle in five days."

The silver-haired youth Aljeta took the invitation letter and said gently: "I accept the invitation letter. I will visit you on time."

"In that case, my mission is completed, and I will take my leave."

"Slow down, butler Baird."

After Baird left, Aljeta opened the invitation letter. His attitude was so sincere that he felt guilty if he didn't go.

"Mysterious human lord, I really look forward to meeting you for the first time."

After putting away the invitation letter, he devoted himself to the study of winemaking.

On the other side, Weilin checked the juice yield of sweet grass again, which was very different from his expectations.

The knight Cassius, who was in charge of this matter, could only smile bitterly and said, "My lord, this is the fourth generation of sweet grass we have cultivated. The situation is still not good, and the juice yield is still not up to expectations."

Seeing Cassius's helplessness, Weilin also knew that they had tried their best.

As far as he knew, there were only two nobles in Kadero Province who cultivated high-juice-yield sugar-producing plants by chance, occupying the entire market of Kadero Province and a small part of the market in Serop Province.

As for obtaining the seeds of this plant from the family, Kadero Province is in a low magic energy area. As far as he knew, the family's plants with terrible sugar production could only grow in a medium and low magic energy environment like Xihe Province.

In this case, he could only ask a druid for help. Although he has become a druid now, he has no idea how to cultivate plants. This will take time to settle down.

"This plan is suspended."

"Yes."