This Lord is Very Scientific

The Magma Dragon Magnalos talked way too much!

After Lin Ke came out of the toilet, he was ruthlessly bombarded for several hours until nightfall, when he managed to escape under the pretext of meditation.

"Can't you put me back... I'm fed up with the feeling of being asleep," Magnalos pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation.

Lin Ke pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement: "You cannot fly beyond the confines of the castle, or toy with others."

This little female dragon would later be one of his sources of knowledge, ancient and well-informed (gossipy), and there was no real need to treat her like a slave.

"Mm! Mm! Mm!!" Initially planning to fly around the room, Magnalos swiftly flew through the door and headed down the corridor.

Lin Ke chuckled and lay down on his bed.

Holding the fragment of the divine artifact, a piece of rotten wood, he entered a state of meditation.

Within the Soul Space, three small seedlings were gently swaying; the "Knowledge" on the left and the "Leadership" on the right had both grown taller, while the "Luck" in the middle remained in the germinating phase.

"Luck... inventor, or scientist..."

Lin Ke contemplated the profession he had arranged for the Luck bloodline, and fell into a bit of thought.

His talent was above the Andrew level, so now he was lacking feedback, but what he really lacked was the ability to capture and digest magic power.

Currently, he only needed to spend two hours a day to feed two bloodlines, each requiring several hours of digestion to truly become the energy for their profession.

However, due to his exceptional talent, he could actually capture more elements to nourish the bloodlines.

This meant he could take on additional professions.

No, to be precise, he could now take on four or five more professions, ensuring that it wouldn't hinder his level advancement and development.

Andrew's level of talent is not just talk.

What others might not achieve in several years, decades, or even a lifetime, Lin Ke managed to reach in just a few months.

"Take one step at a time; a scientist is actually quite similar to a scholar or a Truth Researcher, while inventor might be an auxiliary or a research-oriented profession..."

Lin Ke captured scattered elements and nourished them onto the bloodlines while pondering these questions.

The skills of a scholar could be obtained from Ove, and those of a knight from Magnalos.

However, for the inventor or scientist profession that he wanted to keep hidden, he would need to create, combine, and construct the skills himself.

"Oh? Such a large fire element..." Lin Ke sensed a rather sizable fire element, captured it, and then nourished the "Leadership" bloodline with it, filling it halfway.

The wood element also nourished the "Knowledge" bloodline to fullness.

Not to mention two hours of meditation, Lin Ke finished today's work in merely twenty seconds.

The fire element was likely from the Amber Dragon Crystal; although not as effective as the divine artifact fragment, it was still quite good.

After meditation, Lin Ke fell into a dream.

Meanwhile, the Magma Dragon Magnalos sneakily made her way to Fulon's bedroom...

...

For several consecutive days, the temperature plummeted, and the farm's crops were ready to be harvested.

Unlike the rural production methods from Lin Ke's past life.

In ancient eastern ways, it revolved around farming land, fruit trees, and silkworm cultivation, supplemented by silkworm rearing and silk spinning, livestock rearing, and women's handicrafts.

The fields were planted with crops meant for human consumption, occasionally with one or two fruit trees, and possibly a chicken coop.

Naseng's production mainly revolved around individual farms.

A farm might have half of its fields for cultivating rye, oats, and wheat, while the other half might grow grass to feed the livestock.

In Azanen, the main crops provided to livestock were a type of dry chewed bean that prevented Gula cows from going into heat, rich milk-producing grass called 'Little Sword Grass', and regular peas.

The grains included rye, wheat, and oats.

The maturity of these crops brought joy and elation to the farmers across the fields.

"Azanen is wonderful! I heard from my husband that the buckwheat in the field had a bountiful harvest!"

As they walked from the paper mill to the cafeteria, several older ladies chatted happily; they had once been pale and thin but were now all well-fed and robust.

"Indeed! The milk yield from my Gula cows is abundant, all because of the plentiful Little Sword Grass!"

Another older lady excitedly exclaimed, "Lord Lin Ke says that the milk is good for our health, and I must let my little Will drink more."

"Yes, yes, Lord Lin Ke is too good, too kind, too wise!"

"Who wouldn't say so? If you ask me, Lord Lin Ke will become a deity someday, a deity!"

"No, we need him to become a legend; they say legends are even more formidable!"

"Yes, yes! No, no, we need him to become His Majesty Insomnia, who is mightier than legends!"

"Sure, sure!"

These women chatted away while walking toward the cafeteria, but suddenly chaos erupted behind them.

"Run, run!"

"Such terrifying monsters! Run!"

"Magical Beast! Magical Beast!"

The shouts reached them from afar, startling the crowd into panic.

Magical Beast!

Magical beasts attacked!

Magical Beast!

The people who realized this were all shocked, scattering in a panic.

In the distance, a giant bear with sharp claws and teeth charged rapidly.

The giant bear, with fur as pale as snow, stood as tall as two stories, and three sinister bone spikes protruded from its head, extremely sharp.

With just a light slap of its paw, a person screamed and turned into a pile of flesh, and its two fangs extended to the nose.

"Roar!!"

The pale giant bear swung its paws, conjuring a dozen bone spikes in mid-air, which then shot out, piercing walls with ease; some people were brushed by it and were reduced to a mist of blood.

The villagers fled in panic, but this panic didn't last long before it calmed down.

"Boom!!"

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking the pale giant bear and leaving it bloodied and mangled.

Beside the giant bear appeared Ove's figure.

"A level 14 Bone Spike Bear?!"

Ove looked at the fallen giant bear, his expression grave and filled with uncertainty.

How could a level 14 magical beast be let loose by the Eldest Prince and his army?

Ove thought for a moment and then transformed into lightning again, speeding towards the Great Wall Fortress.

But the more he sped, the more alarmed he became.

Not just a single Bone Spike Bear, but many magical beasts were scattered in the fields, rampaging through the land and crops, and some were even feasting on villagers' corpses.

Ove slayed many magical beasts with lightning along the way until he finally halted near the fortress.

That is... an army!

The coalition forces of the fortress were retreating!

Amidst the distant sky, the Star Glory ranks were engaged in fierce combat.

"Master Ove!"

At that moment, someone in armor rushed over, calling out to Ove.

"Count Giant Sword." Ove spoke plainly, without further comment.

"Master Ove, we've lost! We've lost!"

Count Giant Sword's face was gray, filled with bitterness.