Chapter 679: . Itinerary to Freshwater Lake

The next morning, after Kant had breakfast.
A familiar carriage stopped in front of the B&B building. Kant walked out of the door and saw Adonis in plain clothes sitting in the position of the original groom.
After seeing Kant, Adonis immediately got off the carriage and saluted: "Lord, good morning."
"Why did you come in a carriage alone? Kloritz?" Kant asked.
"Captain Kreuz accidentally injured his leg. The freshwater lake is closer to the coal mine he went to the day before. Let me take the lead for the lord." Adonis replied.
"Then you can only sit in your carriage." Kant smiled and waved his hand, dismissing the guards who were with him: "But it's also good, and it's easy to dress lightly."
Adonis nodded and helped Kant into the carriage.
Along the way, Adonis talked to Kant sitting in the car from time to time, asking about Bandak's current situation and the detailed passage of the war on the border of the elven country. He has not returned to Dekhrim for three months, and much of the news has been scattered. It's not very clear what's happening in the city.
"Do you want to go back?" Kant asked.
"Thinking about it, I wanted to go back after staying here for less than a month. But now that I have been in the fourth month, I haven't thought about it anymore." Adonis replied.
"Because of the battle, the main city was not staffed enough, and it did not call for troops to replace you. In fact, you should have returned to rest for a long time." Kant said: "Do you still have family in Dekhrem?"
"Yes, there are wives and children. My wife will send me a letter every half a month. The children are still young, I don't know why I left." Adunis said: "Actually, it's not too hard here. Rather than going back, I want my family to come here and see."
"De Jerrim has a ban on leaving the city, and this has failed." Kant said.
The sand is getting bigger and bigger. Even if they are less than one meter apart, they still need to roar to hear what each other is saying.
"That's a pity," Adonis said.
If he could, he wanted to live here with his family. However, his wife and children should not be willing. After all, Dehrim's bustling and prosperity always looks attractive.
The two of them walked along the road with great effort, and when they reached the half-moon lake, the wind gradually became smaller.
So Kant was able to stand by the lake and take a closer look at the half moon lake.
The lake is azure blue and lies between two sand dunes. As the field of vision extended, Kant estimated in his heart that this freshwater lake is about a dozen square kilometers.
It is really rare.
The undead previously living here probably did not pay much attention to the water source like the elves.
It naturally developed to the present scale.
The more Kant thought, the more the city of undead was a treasure.
Kant squatted down and explored the lake on the shore. The lake is clear and cool, and when it is close to the water surface, there seems to be a clear wind blowing.
"Lord." Adonis called back to Kant who was born.
Kant stood up, but his figure was a little trance.
"Be careful!" Adonis quickly stepped forward and supported Kant.
"Excuse me, my body seems to have become a little bit worse recently." Kant said to Adonis with a smile after he stood firm.
"Lord, pay attention to your body." Adonis worried.
Kant nodded and accepted his kindness. He looked sideways at the lake: "This lake is really pretty, and it is more valuable than the oasis in the desert. Durandel can have such resources, and it is really good luck."
"After a few months, the rainy period of the Nalun desert will come again." Adonis said.
"Before the rain comes, the reservoir must be built to store water." After observing here, Kant came to this conclusion in his heart.
"That's exactly what it said, and I forgot to forget this on the manuscript that I planned. It's really sorry, lord." Adonis thought of this and apologized to Kant.
"Don't worry, because of the lack of manpower in your city," Kant responded: "After spending two days here, I feel like trying to make Durandel a typical industrial city. It’s much more complicated."
At least so far, there are several issues that require a lot of manpower to solve.
I really want to solve all these things before the founding of the country. Kant said silently in his heart.
On the way back, Adonis drove the carriage much slower than when he was driving.
The first is that the wind in the desert has stopped. The second is to take into account Kant's physical condition and do not want to cause his discomfort because of his journey.
Kant sat in the car for a while, feeling that there was some breathlessness.
He came out and sat next to the driver's position.
Looking at the desert landscape.
As a result, a group of wandering jackals were found on the distant horizon.
Kant couldn't help frowning, thinking to ask Adonis, "Did the soldiers who defended the city find nothing?"
"It's quite common for other races that are exile in this way. But they don't seem to dare to approach Durandel very much, I don't know whether they are afraid of the dead, or the soldiers under the command of Bandak." Adonis replied.
The soldiers led by Adonis are responsible for patrolling the city and the border.
So far, there has been no attack from these wandering races.
Kant nodded when he heard what Adunice said: "But you still have to pay attention. At present, the security sentry tower has not been completely completed. Only the soldiers stationed in this city guard."
"Yes!" Adonis agreed loudly.
Wait until Kant looks in the same direction again~EbookFREE.me~ The group of jackals have disappeared.
In the evening, the horse-drawn carriage of Adonis drove outside the gate of the hotel building.
After saying goodbye to Kant, Adonis continued to drive the carriage to the barracks, and he still had a lot of military affairs waiting for him to solve.
Kant returned to his room after having used dinner.
I began to write down the thoughts I have seen in recent days in written form.
A circle-shaped resource relationship diagram was drawn on the manuscript paper, and I thought about how to use the resources in my hand after returning to Degerim, and make clear all the arrangements about Durandel.
After all, there is a connection between each project's required investment.
The steps must be clearly divided to properly allocate resources together.
Until late at night, Kant was still sitting at the table, making plans for the future Durandel. A stack of discarded manuscript paper piled up next to the elbow.