Anhu enters a Western fantasy infrastructure game.
Being born with black eyes is considered ominous in culture. The first problem in a different world is how to survive without being regarded as a devil.
The system said: You will become the lord of this continent by relying on what you want, and let everyone bow to you and become king.
Anhu looked at the shriveled bread in his hand, which was the only food he had.
Lord it over? Anhu ate the bread into his stomach, and his satiety value was +10.
This is the opening piece of bread?
The system was incompetent and furious: "I asked you to plant bread in the ground! Then you can plant a bread tree full of bread trees."
[Planting Talent: You reap what you sow. No matter what you plant, you can reap the fruits.
"I will starve to death when the bread is grown." An Hu glanced at the skills and raised the corners of his lips, "The skills are very good, but it's not the time yet."
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The shadow of the devil enveloped the town, and the black-eyed brave man solved the puzzle hidden deep in the dense forest and resolved the crisis.
"As long as you listen to me, not only will the monsters not appear again, but you will also be able to live a happy and stable life."
The black eyes, which symbolized the ominous situation, exuded a light as warm as the sun.
"... What should we do?"
Anhu picked up the hoe in his hand and said eloquently: "Plant the land!"
Townspeople: "?"
An unremarkable border town suddenly became wealthy.
Milk, which only the nobles could drink, was pulled out of their town in carts and carts.
Just standing near their town, you can smell the rich aroma of baking bread.
According to rumors, it is a land blessed by the gods. As long as you respect the gods, you will be rewarded with a good harvest.
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The forces who were jealous of the development of the town all had crooked thoughts and wanted to monopolize this piece of land blessed by God.
"We have acquired many high-level magic scrolls, so how can their group of civilians be our opponents?"
But they didn't know that a batch of magic scrolls had just been harvested in the town.
An Hu looked at the magic scroll in the enemy's hand expressionlessly.
It looks familiar. Isn't that something you sold through the underground organization?
The shady infrastructure maniac is attacked by the beautiful land god
Purpose: Create wealth with your own hands