Chapter 497: The Ultimate Purpose

"Hey, no status means no status, but those aborigines are crazy about nobles.

If they had a chance to become nobles, they would risk their lives. "

Yi Fei laughed.

"Oh, the aborigines are not enough, I said."

Mo Lan reacted instantly.

"Didn't I issue a land reclamation order as the Earl of Jingshui?

As long as you succeed in opening up wasteland, you can become a nobleman. "

"It doesn't work. Those who are capable and powerful are planning to go out to open up wasteland by themselves, and build a small town or small village on the outskirts of the mountains.

Because only by leading land reclamation and mastering the territory can one become an aristocrat.

And the people we recruit are destined to be impossible to dominate our territory, that is to say, the possibility of becoming noble through this is cut off.

In the end, it was us players who became nobles. To be honest, it is really not very useful. "

Yi Fei smiled wryly.

Mo Lan couldn't laugh or cry.

"I shook my head, it is impossible for me to directly give you nobles. There are traces of such nobles as land reclamation orders. There are precedents in the past. If I gave it, other nobles can only agree.

But if I give it to nobles indiscriminately, it’s fine if they are enfeoffed nobles from my territory, it doesn’t matter, but this is not, and it is a sale.

This situation is equivalent to completely disrupting the rules of the aristocracy and completely trampling on the dignity of the entire aristocratic class.

Although it can't turn the world upside down, it's not necessary. "

"Oh, that's it, God Mo, do you think this is okay?

I build a city, and then I support others to build a territory next to the city. Can you count him as a wasteland pioneer or a nobleman? "

Mo Lan took a deep look at Yi Fei, and immediately understood in her heart that this is the ultimate purpose of Yi Fei's talking and asking so many questions here, and the front is just a foreshadowing.

Mo Lan pondered for a long time after hearing the words, and then spoke slowly.

"able!"

Yi Fei had a smile on his face.

"Thank God Mo."

"Um."

Yi Fei chatted with Mo Lan here for a while and then left. Before leaving, he went to various counters to buy the amount that Mo Lan had prepared for them. When paying, he didn't blink his eyes or look at the price, and paid directly.

Afterwards, the presidents of various guilds also came after hearing the news, and Mo Lan always said the same thing about it.

In addition, the Mage's House also attracted a large number of players or aboriginals.

They looked at every item in it with shock, and the player felt a sense of modernity, and felt that reality and the game seemed to have begun to overlap at this moment.

What the aborigines felt was shocking, everything here seemed so miraculous to them.

Spell items that can rotate and walk automatically, machine tools that can cut and forge quickly, harvesters that can be worth hundreds of labor, and textile streets, everything is so magical.

The steampunk-style motorcycle has attracted the attention of the most professionals. Whether it is a player or an aborigine, there are a large number of people around it, looking at all the details of it, and being shocked by the image of the power of the machine.

Of course, it's not that Jeeps aren't beautiful enough, or that they don't like Jeeps and prefer motorcycles.

Mainly because this motorcycle is the cheapest

"Give me one! Full payment!"

One shouted loudly, squeezed directly to the front, and walked in front of the booth mage under the envious eyes of the others.

"Sorry, all the motorcycles have been sold out. If you are willing to wait, you can pay a deposit and queue up. There are already 127 people in line. If you pay the deposit now, you can expect to pick up the bike before next Friday."

"Sold out? So fast? Next Friday. Forget it, buy it!"

"Okay, here is your queue number, 128."

The player took the number, raised his head, and walked out of the crowd like a Gallic rooster.

In addition to motorcycles, another booth also attracted a large number of people.

Engine stand.

I don't know how many people gathered around the engine booth, looking at the engine with fiery eyes.

"purchase!"

"Hello, congratulations on successfully pre-ordering a combustion-type engine. The delivery is expected to be available in three weeks. Please settle the final payment when picking up the delivery, thank you."

In fact, it can be said that the sales of bare engines are much more popular than that of motorcycles.

The products of the Master's House do not meet everyone's wishes. Some people like it, and naturally some don't like it.

There are also some people with strong hands-on ability, who like to do everything, especially after they become mages, they don't need tools, and they have extremely strong processing ability and faster thinking and calculation ability.

They don't like the products of the Mage House, but they like this engine very much, and they also know that more than 80% of the entire Mage House comes from this engine.

Therefore, people with strong hands-on ability are going to buy the engine by themselves, some want to use the engine to design an automatic machine by themselves, so as to complete the idea of ​​opening a factory, and some people want to build their own unique vehicle based on the engine, and some people think that this is itself Huge heat, ready to catch a wave of heat.

For example, a well-known anchor bought multiple engines to build a handmade luxury sports car, and broadcast the whole process live.

And it all comes together in two words.

Mage House!

Machine House!

The forum has almost been dominated by this matter, and even the game strategy area has already started to produce the strongest tank casting process, the perfect application of the engine and other strategy tutorials.

Time always passed by inadvertently, and the sky was already dark without knowing it, but the bustle of the mage's house did not calm down because of the darkness, but became more fiery.

The installation of various lamps makes the street where the mage tower is located as bright as day.

The crowd is surging here, and many clever players have set up stalls on the street to sell snacks.

The mage's house is still lively, and with this bustle, when the mage's house is widely known, it must be seen by interested people.

"Everything purchased in the Mage's House will be opened with a tax invoice, but it means that all business activities that take place in the Mage's House will be taxed."

"The Mage Association is sick, right? Why don't you pay taxes if you play a game properly?"

"That's right, pure brain damage, does he know how much he will lose?"

"And where did he put us with his taxes!"

"He is a big man, and of course we little people are not taken seriously by him."

"Hmph, I don't pay taxes anyway, so I just play a game anyway."

"I don't pay either."

"Um, Mo Lan didn't ask you to hand it over either. It's none of his business whether you hand it over or not? It's as if someone forced you."

"You have been withdrawn from the group chat."

The man smiled and said nothing.

This is a relatively small group of guild leaders. It is worth mentioning that one of the top ten guilds is also in this group chat.

Of course, just like what the player said just now.

None of this has anything to do with Mo Lan.