A week later, the border town ushered in the last month of autumn in a heavy snowfall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Roland looked out of his office window and saw a black figure swaying on the snow-white roof—a daily job for the townsfolk to shovel snow from the roof so as not to crush it.

It had been exactly a year since he had been in this world so far, but the autumn of the previous year was far less cold, and there were no neatly packed houses to be seen from here.

At that time, it was not surprising that the town was said to be a deserted area about to be abandoned, except for a circle of decent-looking wooden houses around the square, and beyond that, there were all dilapidated mud huts and thatched houses. The residences of the nobility were also mostly concentrated in the area of the square, from which the only stone road led to the castle, and beyond that, there was no flat ground in the whole town, and there was human and animal excrement everywhere.

The roads here are now all water-stabilized - even without covering, it is a hard road of excellent quality, with dark lines dividing the silver-white town into squares of various sizes, and the wide main road is flanked by the planned commercial area of the future, and the outer part is occupied by residential areas.

In addition, the industry in the frontier towns gradually began to take shape, or rather, finally changed from workshop-style production to self-circulating production lines - limited to the steam engine, of course. The blast furnace area can produce iron ingots that meet the processing requirements, while the steam plant can process them into parts. The blacksmiths were no strangers to all kinds of machine tools, and at the same time brought a large number of apprentices, and although the extremely accurate steam machine tools were made by Anna, it was a rare progress for them. After all, before that, this group of people had only touched a blacksmith's hammer, or simply miners, hunters.

Let's just think of it as the workers who produce it on their own.

In addition to this, there was the production of bullets and gunpowder, all of which were handled by ordinary people. Anna still had to get her hands dirty with firearms, not because of the lack of machining machines, but because the town's blast furnaces were unable to produce steel of consistent quality, which was already on Roland's list of issues to be solved in the next phase.

The achievements in the chemical industry are much more surprising, probably because there was not much hope in the first place, so any result can be regarded as a surprise. Now that sulfuric acid and nitric acid have begun to be mass-produced, and chemical explosives have also been introduced, as long as the production of bullets can be increased, it will not be difficult to replace the new generation of repeating guns.

It doesn't matter if the mode of production is backward, for the current situation of the town, it is more important to solve the problem of whether there is a problem. When the ability of the blank paper stabilizes and can accurately control its own magic, maybe the chemical industry will usher in a new peak.

The most important thing is that no matter what kind of production, or education and construction, the border towns are now tending to a stage of benign development. As long as there is enough time, the number of educated people will increase, and the breakthroughs in various fields will be faster and faster.

It took a year to turn a barren land into what it is today, and he felt a sense of accomplishment from the bottom of his heart.

Standing by the window and looking at the town, Roland felt like he could watch it all day.

At this moment, a melodious bell rang from the northwest.

It was a warning of an attack by the beast.

After the arrival of the Demon Moon, the alarm bell will ring every three to four days. However, the First Army was able to deal with this situation, and there was no longer a need for Roland to go to the city walls to supervise the battle—thinking that a year ago, if he had not been in the sight of the militia, there was no guarantee that they would not have abandoned their weapons and fled.

"The beast is here again, shall I go and see?" heard the voice of the nightingale.

"Well," Roland nodded, "stay safe." ”

"Don't worry, they won't touch me. ”

Then he felt a slight heat in his cheeks, and the sound disappeared.

Roland shook his head helplessly, probably on such a snowy day, the witches were also panicked, saying that they were observing the situation, but they were actually looking for something to do. In particular, the few fighting witches brought by Tilly will always go to the city wall to watch the battle as soon as they come, waiting for those mixed beasts that can rush to the wall, so that they can show their skills. Since learning about this, the nightingale has also become interested, and as soon as the alarm bell rings, she will follow her, perhaps to compete with the other party to see who is the strongest fighting witch.

Roland sighed in his heart, he didn't see her so attentive when she was studying.

However, since fighting side by side can enhance the understanding between witches and ordinary people, he is too lazy to stop it, the current revolver rifle is okay to deal with ordinary evil beasts, and it is still a little powerless in the face of wolf and lion hybrids, and the capable and powerful witches are sitting on the scene, which can effectively stabilize the defense line and reduce the possibility of casualties among the troops.

So far, there has not been a single case of casualties in the First Army.

Nightingale's departure made his heart move, and the Fighting Witch had her own de-boredom activity, and the Auxiliary Witch didn't have so much fun to find. Probably, it's time to create some new entertainment.

Thinking of this, he called for Soroya.

"Your Highness, do you have a new task for me to complete?"

This painter, who has made great contributions to the border town, seems to be in good spirits, the freckles on his face have faded a lot, and his smile has a youthful vitality that cannot be concealed.

Her active inquiry made Roland suffocate slightly, why did he suddenly feel a feeling of weakness in his heart?

"Uh, have you been busy lately?"

"No, why do you ask?" Zoroya brushed the ends of her hair on her forehead, "There have been a lot fewer people working in the factory lately, and I can finish the coating in only half a day, and I was busy for a while when the alchemist Mr. Kaimo was making those strange metal boxes," she paused and smiled, "but I like my life to be as fulfilling as I used to be in the Mutual Aid camp, and I'm glad that I can help you." ”

Not...... This smile is so dazzling.

Roland couldn't help but feel a hint of guilt, "Ahem, I called you here to draw some new cards. ”

"More GWENT decks?"

"No, you're probably tired of playing those games," he said, waving his hand, "after all, the rules are very simple, and if you know the hole cards in the opponent's hand, there won't be much change." ”

"Well, too......"

"You see, the new deck is very simple," Roland drew a blank piece of paper and drew a rough sketch, "divided into four suits, then counted from one to thirteen, and finally added a king and queen, for a total of fifty-four cards." ”

Zoroya's abilities have improved a lot now, and she quickly drew a hard-coated card based on the sketch, "How do I play this?"

"There's a lot to play, but let's start with the simple," Roland said as he tried the poker feel and immediately regained the feeling he had before the crossing. During the Chinese New Year, the most common thing the family does is to sit in the fire barrel, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and play an all-night poker until the firecrackers are lit during the day to welcome the arrival of the New Year.

Compared to another traditional entertainment mahjong, poker has no requirements for the venue, a board can be put on the lap to start, and there are many ways to play, probably the most popular game in the world.

"Go and call Anna," Roland laughed, "I'll teach you how to fight the landlord." ”

. (To be continued.) )