Upon witnessing Night Sangeng's astonished expression, Beid proudly raised her chin.
"This skill seems to be related to one's physique. Therefore, among all succubi, only I have mastered it proficiently. Others can only passively produce a small amount of charm substance, not to mention transformation. So, am I formidable enough?"
However, Night Sangeng paid her no mind. Instead, he brought two iron cages from the side and thrust them in front of Beid.
"You charm these four creatures and make them grow faster."
Looking through the cages, Beid saw four pink and tender creatures with closed eyes, sniffing around inside the cage. She couldn't help but furrow her brow.
"Magic rats?"
"Regardless of what rats they are, didn't you claim to be extraordinary? Hurry up and give it a try!" Night Sangeng urged.
Due to their low soul quality, magic rats couldn't provide him with soul energy. However, their flesh was still food, and food was life force, and life force was soul energy. Although the process was convoluted, the result was the same.
But Beid wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "I need to study this first; it won't be so quick."
"Study first?" Night Sangeng raised the cage in confusion.
Beid cast him a glance. "Of course, the types of stimulating substances in each creature's body are different. I must figure out what changes can be induced by different stimuli. I estimate..."
"At least three days!"
"Three days? Didn't you handle the cow overnight?" Night Sangeng asked in surprise.
Beid rolled her eyes. "Come on, the milk-spraying substance in the cow is so high; I naturally understood it easily. But magic rats are different, especially these small ones. There are too many stimulating substances in their bodies, and I need to carefully distinguish them. However, if you want it to be faster..."
"How can it be faster?" Night Sangeng inquired.
"Send me back to the Abyss of Magic Eyes, or replenish my magic power to restore my realm. Then, with a wave of my hand, I can handle it for you!"
"In that case, I'll wait for three days."
Upon hearing this, Night Sangeng put down the cage and walked away without looking back.
Kidding!
The Abyss of Magic Eyes is now closely monitored by leaders of various races. Although adventurers occasionally go in and risk their lives, it's after passing the inspection of those leaders. Taking Beid there?
Aside from the long journey and how long the farm would be left unattended, if any of those leaders could see through his disguise, it would be disastrous!
After looking around, Night Sangeng realized he didn't have any stone. If he just dug a pit, these magic rats would probably teach him what professionalism is.
"Or, should we demolish that wall?"
Night Sangeng looked at the defensive line of Roland. After the goblins were wiped out, this short wall lost its meaning. However, the bricks on it were ready-made good building materials. It wouldn't be a problem to dismantle it and build a rat house. But...
Thinking of the weak strength of the beginner goblin skeletons, Night Sangeng didn't think they could handle the challenging task of knocking down the wall. Besides, the bricks on the wall were too heavy, and even skeleton warriors might struggle to pry them off.
Scratching his head, he suddenly realized that he couldn't even build a mouse nest, truly a failure!
"No, I still have ten construction skeletons. They can dismantle houses to get building materials and even receive blueprints!"
Realizing this, Night Sangeng quickly took ten idle construction skeletons and warrior skeletons to Roland City. He woke up Weng Ling, who was sleeping in an ordinary civilian house, and explained his thoughts.
Originally, he was worried that Weng Ling would refuse, as he was here to demolish the city. However, unexpectedly, Weng Ling just nodded indifferently and rubbed her eyes before going back to sleep. She left him with a single sentence:
"Don't demolish everything; leave a few to maintain appearances."
Awkwardly shrugging, Night Sangeng thought for a moment and understood her intentions.
Anyway, Roland City has become an empty city. With the chaotic city planning and many wooden houses, even if left standing, they would quickly decay. It's better to demolish them, and perhaps they can last until the ten thousand maple trees grow.
"But is this idea suggesting that I've already lost the bet of the land covenant competition a month later?"
Shaking his head, Night Sangeng looked at the surrounding houses. He directly waved his hand towards one wooden house.
"Demolish it!"
Instantly, ten construction skeletons, wearing wooden helmets and holding crowbars, hammers, and saws, rushed toward the wooden house like hungry wolves, making clattering noises as they began to work.
Seeing that the construction speed of the skeletons was much slower than expected, Night Sangeng thought about letting Xijiu come over as a supervisor. Let him command the skeletons to demolish this block, while he returned to the farm himself.
"It seems that the intelligence of skill-revived skeletons is higher than that of building-revived ones."
Night Sangeng looked at the busy mechanical farmer skeletons in the field and glanced at Dong Chen and Lao Guo, who were bullying the black cow nearby. He couldn't help but ponder.
Skill-revived skeletons had a certain initiative, while building-revived skeletons didn't even know basic profit and loss, let alone accept complicated commands. Fortunately, the skill-revived skeletons seemed to have a natural leadership ability. They could arrange their work and delegate tasks to those stupid skeletons, saving him a lot of trouble.
Walking to the front of the field and checking the growth, he casually upgraded other skeletons that had accumulated enough experience from labor into novice undead farmers. Then he filled the empty spaces with wheat.
Then Night Sangeng looked at the 80 novice skeletons who hadn't changed jobs yet and frowned.
Now, his building could provide jobs for four classes: farmers, lumberjacks, construction workers, and swordsmen.
Among them, lumberjacks were ruled out first because they couldn't gain experience without cutting down trees. So, if he wanted to strengthen these lowest-level skeletons, he had to choose from the remaining three.
Farmers could be excluded first because the number of fields was limited. At most, only 20 undead farmers could be accommodated.
Next was the construction worker. Although the project of dismantling Roland City was huge, it would eventually be completed with more time. Moreover, these guys worked 24/7. Once they changed jobs, they wouldn't have much competitiveness. Transferring too many would definitely not be cost-effective.
But if they changed to undead soldiers...