"When Morgen returned to Dawn City, the city was bustling with activity.

Everywhere there were construction sites, and the originally peaceful city was filled with the sounds of stone being hammered and earth being dug.

The idea of running water amazed the dwarves; although the design of the running water was simple, that wasn’t the key point—the idea itself was just fantastic.

And his idea of using rock to replace steel for making water pipes greatly increased the dwarves’ interest.

Forging water pipes from rock was an astonishing idea, and Morgen’s ingenious thoughts made him appear much greater in the eyes of the dwarves.

They liked a ruler who understood forging and had wonderful ideas, which made the dwarves feel close to him.

Of course, Morgen wouldn’t tell them that this idea was just basic practice on Earth, and wait until he made the fountain… then every night, turn on the colorful magic lights in Dawn Square to watch the water play…

‘Good day, Your Ancestor.’

Amy stood next to Dawn Square, looking at the blood clan working with the dwarves and the cyclops swinging hoes to dig trenches in the bluestone streets, with a somewhat strange expression.

It seemed that ever since he became a blood clan, the originally noble mage had become more and more down-to-earth.

The previous mage lords were true nobles; they wouldn’t even glance at something like coordinating with a blacksmith shop to build running water, as they are doing now.

Spellcasters, they are noble spellcasters, how could they do such lowly work?

But in Dawn City, it’s different. Not to mention having spellcasters build roads, he even knew of mage apprentices helping to breed pigs in the breeding farms,

And mages have formed research groups specifically to study how to improve wheat cultivation to increase its yield…

This would be unimaginable in Green City.

That noble mage lords would engage in such lowly work is just unbelievable.

But in this magical city, all of this is just natural.

No one thinks there’s anything wrong with mages building roads, and they are quite active in doing so.

Because every participant can receive a handsome reward, and usually, such large projects will be rewarded with certain points upon completion.

Although it might be 1 point, or even 0.5 points, such rewards are tempting enough.

The point system has now penetrated every aspect of Dawn City, and the value of points has far exceeded that of gold pucks.

Now, the residents of Dawn City compete not over who has more money, who is stronger, or who has a higher level, but over who has more points.

'I have 8 points, you only have 5? Sorry, please step aside, I can cut in line in front of you, and in any situation, I have priority over you.

Why? Because I have contributed more to Dawn City, I have 8 points and you only have 5, that’s the proof.

This blatant privilege has caused many residents who have encountered ‘unfair’ treatment to completely explode, and whenever there is a chance to earn points, they are always the first to rush forward.

This is the case with donating blood at the medical department, and also with participating in various works organized by the city hall.

Although the point system is not perfect, it has played a very positive and active role for this emerging city.

After all, this city belongs entirely to Morgen, and he can release any policy he wants here, this blank slate is his to paint.

This City of Hope that he built from nothing is completely different from other cities in the Glory Main Plane.

It is filled with light and dreams.

‘Amy, how is the progress of the waterworks construction?’

The main thoroughfare of Dawn City has been dug by the cyclops to a depth of five meters and a width of four meters, with yellow mud and bluestone pavements piled up on both sides.

Morgen looked on with interest.

‘We are currently constructing the water pipe channels for the main city area, and it is expected to be completed in about a week.’

‘Oh, why does this trench need to be dug so deep?’

‘According to the construction department’s tests, after being buried 5 meters deep, even if a hundred tons of heavy objects roll over it, it will not damage the water pipes made of rock.’"

Amy appeared very professional.

Morgen smiled slightly and turned to walk along the construction road.

On both sides of the street, outside the construction sites, stood many residents who became excited upon seeing Morgen, and immediately started discussing happily among themselves.

“Lord Kachar has also come. It’s said that our district will also have magical running water built like the breeding farms. I’m really looking forward to it,” said an auntie with a face full of anticipation, obviously having longed for running water.

“You just found out? They’ve been digging for so many days, and the city hall announced the plan long ago. You’re really behind on the news.”

Another auntie next to her pursed her lips, her face inexplicably showing a bit of pride, obviously feeling very honored as a resident of Dawn City to have the alchemical creation of running water, which even the noble lords outside couldn’t use, but now they could.

“Can we really use such a high-end alchemical creation that automatically produces water? But we are just commoners…” A short-statured old man looked at the scene with some disbelief, murmuring to himself.

“Commoners? Yes, but we are commoners of Dawn City, commoners who live better than the nobles outside! Because we have Lord Kachar!”

A young man next to him was filled with fervor, obviously another follower of the Dawn Sect.

A middle-aged man’s eyes were full of gratitude.

"Praise Lord Kachar, who even employed the noble Holy Light blood clan and the mages from the Dawn Mage Tower to build running water for us. These are the Holy Light blood clan and mage lords!

Such a great magnanimity can only be possessed by Lord Kachar…"

“…”

With the development of Dawn City, the residents who originally lived a hard life were quickly becoming wealthy, and Dawn City was safe and comfortable, now their quality of life was soaring.

Compared to the life the residents had on the border, this place made them happier than the legendary worry-free divine kingdom.

And the one who brought them all this was the great Lord Kachar.

Therefore, the residents all held the highest reverence for this great ruler.

Thus, no matter what decision Morgen made, the entire population of Dawn City would crazily follow, and no one in Dawn City could slander or defame the great Lord Kachar, this was the treasure given to them by the Creator God.

Morgen looked around with interest at everything around him.

Not far away, a place crowded with people caught his attention.

“Amy, what’s going on over there?”

“Your Highness, they are watching the dwarves and blood clan melt rock.”

Melt rock? Morgen’s eyes lit up, and he took the lead in stepping forward.

The crowd watching, upon seeing Morgen, immediately showed excitement, bowing and greeting him with fervent eyes.

“Good day, respected Lord Kachar…”

“Lord Kachar…”

“…”

Morgen smiled and nodded to the residents, then under the respectful gaze of the crowd, he stepped into the middle of the field.

The scene that appeared before him immediately piqued his interest.

On a wide open space, the dwarves had erected a huge furnace, and below the furnace were pale blue, scorching flames.

In the large pot on top of the furnace, bubbling lava boiled.

Around it stood dozens of blood clan members continuously casting spells into the furnace, with small fireballs exploding and huge waves of heat rolling out.

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This rough scene surprised Morgen. Was this their way of melting rock, wasn’t it too violent?

Not even lighting firewood? Directly serving with small fireball spells?

After the lava in the pot was fully boiling, the blood clan by the side, thinking it wasn’t full enough, directly picked up the blue stones around and threw them into the lava. Under the bubbling lava, the stones that were thrown in instantly melted.

The dwarves nearby were also busy, carrying various metal materials for the blood clan to throw in.

It’s unknown what material the big pot was made of; the lava melted, but the pot remained intact.

After boiling the lava for a few minutes, the blood clan casting spells stopped. A full twenty blood clan members simultaneously used Mage Hand, and under everyone’s watch, they lifted the scalding pot of lava.

Around them were placed more than ten huge water pipe-shaped molds with a diameter of two meters and a height of three meters, hollow, with half a meter thick walls on both sides.

Then the blood clan used Mage Hand to control and pour the lava from the pot into the molds.

Sizzle~

The material of these gray molds was extremely heat-resistant, and the boiling lava couldn’t destroy them.

One large pot of lava could fill about ten molds.

After the lava was poured, it continued to be placed on the furnace, and then the blood clan began to cast spells.

The small fireball spell couldn’t damage the furnace with a thickness of more than half a meter; instead, the sealed furnace could raise the temperature to an astonishing level.

Morgen watched this scene with a very expressive face.

How similar is this to constructing molds with cement? The difference is that the cement has become lava, and the workers have become blood clan spellcasters.

The whole scene became incredibly violent.

And you’re using the small fireball spell as firewood, aren’t you afraid of blowing up the furnace?

After the pouring here, the lava quickly cooled within the molds, and the second round of burning began.

Under the blessing of magic, the rocks put into the pot quickly melted back into lava.

After waiting for the lava to solidify, the dwarves nearby came forward and used tools to open the molds. The molds were very smooth, not adhered to by the lava, and successfully shed their shell.

From lava back to rock, the gray rock water pipes still radiating heat appeared before everyone.

A few human mage apprentices clumsily used Mage Hand to lift the water pipes at this time.

Then they carefully walked to the deep trench dug by the cyclops, stepping on the soft yellow mud, and slowly placed the rock water pipes in the trench, connecting them with the previously installed pipes.

Ten water pipes were placed one by one in the flat trench, tightly linked together, each with a protruding buckle in front, which could just clamp tightly with the previous one, a very clever design.

After the second pot of lava boiled, the human mage apprentices scooped out the lava with a bucket-sized container, and under the hands-on guidance of the dwarves, began to pour the lava over the connection between two rock water pipes.

The dwarves used a specially made semi-circular tool to restrict the flow of lava, and then magically fused the two interfaces together.

The whole scene was very smooth, like a collaboration that had been seen countless times.

Morgen was greatly enlightened by watching.

Truly, the wisdom of the working people is endless.

Ordinary residents transport rocks, then the blood clan lights the furnace to make molds, and finally, human spellcasters control the water pipe connections, with the dwarves directing and cooperating on the side,

These scenes look very interesting.

The rhythm of construction is similar to building houses on Earth, mixing and pouring cement, but the whole process is filled with a magical flavor.

Morgen watched with great interest.

Indeed, every boy has a dream of operating an excavator…

“Your Highness, at this rate, in one week’s time, the main districts of Dawn City will all have water pipes buried.”

Morgen nodded, “Control valves, and faucets, these…”

“They have all been made, forged by the dwarves themselves. With the example of the breeding farms, these are not difficult to make.”

Amy looked somewhat admiringly, “And the dwarves have also improved the faucets and control valves, making them more convenient to operate. I think there are no craftsmen more suitable than the dwarves to make these tools.”

Clearly, this blasphemer has been impressed by the craftsmanship of the dwarves these past few days.

Morgen nodded slightly as he watched the smooth construction scene, although the style was a bit peculiar, the effect was still very good.

“How has the construction department arranged for the water source?”

Now that the water pipes are buried, but the construction of the water tower and the selection of a suitable water source seem to have not been finalized.

Running water, running water, it would be a joke to have the ‘running’ without the water.

"Your Highness, your idea of diverting water from the mountain peaks is excellent. However, for the time being, the short-term water source will still come from several springs on the surrounding mountain peaks.

According to the construction department’s estimate, the current water source is already sufficient for thirty to forty thousand people to use.

The matter of diverting water from the mountains may wait until the first phase of the project is completed, and then expand later."

Morgen found the use of such modern terms amusing, as it seemed the concept of the first phase and second phase of the project was also spread by him.

“Very well, make sure the construction department reserves enough design space so that there is room for expansion when the population increases later.”

“Don’t worry, the construction department’s design is based on a large city of three hundred thousand people. For the next five years, we will not be affected.”

Hearing this, Morgen smiled with satisfaction.

Three hundred thousand people, even if Dawn City develops rapidly, it won’t be filled in a few years, which is enough.

“How is the Dawn Mage Tower now?”

After getting the answer he wanted, Morgen changed the subject and asked about the Dawn Mage Tower.

With the completion of the Dawn Mage Tower in June, this mage tower, which holds an important place in Morgen’s plan, began to get on the right track.

Not only did the new blood descendants who became mages in the tower during last year’s Winter Moon due to the hero selection contest learn magic, but the recruited human mage apprentices are also studying hard.

Morgen is never stingy with his own people; whatever the mage tower needs, he provides it first.

Amy showed a bit of gratitude in his eyes, as the support Morgen provided to the Dawn Mage Tower was, in his view, very substantial.

Every month, tens of thousands of gold pucks worth of magical materials are provided for their use and training, and anything he needs will be delivered at the first opportunity.

This kind of treatment is only available to the Dawn Mage Tower in the entire Dawn City.

It made the city hall quite envious, as if only the Dawn Mage Tower was Morgen’s own child.

"Now we have sufficient materials to train mages, and the mage tower is developing very fast.

Currently, we have a total of 200 human mage apprentices, 35 of whom can be trained as combat spellcasters.

The rest are all trained as production spellcasters, and currently, it is these hundred-plus production spellcasters who are working with the dwarves.

Thanks to our substantial investment, each apprentice has received a cup of the blood of magic, and now these two hundred apprentices have all advanced to become Junior mages.

Among them, the outstanding 35 have reached level alpha minus. It is expected that after the Winter Moon, we will see the first batch of level alpha intermediate mages."

Morgen couldn’t help but be overjoyed to hear this.

Although the power the mage tower currently possesses is nothing compared to his high-end power.

But this conveys a very important message, Dawn City now has the ability to cultivate its own mage system.

This is fundamentally different from going out to plunder high-end combat power. Dawn City cannot always rely on plundering for development; strengthening its own hematopoietic ability is the right way.

And now, Dawn City does not lack high-end combat power but lacks grassroots personnel.

He needs a large number of auxiliary spellcasters who can be used in production and life. From the current actions of the human mage apprentices working with the dwarves, it is already on the right track.

It won’t be long before we see mages become an important productive force.

“How are the new blood descendants growing?”

"Currently, the fourth-generation blood descendants are generally higher level than human mages, and several blood descendants have reached level alpha, while most of the others are levels alpha minus .

It is expected that by next spring, I will have a batch of level alpha blood descendants."

Morgen nodded after listening. Since he unlocked the bloodline shackles of the blood descendants, the racial talent of the blood descendants as superior beings has been fully utilized.

With the implementation of the blood donation plan, each blood descendant can almost receive an unlimited supply of human fresh blood, and the ample energy replenishment has made this new batch of blood descendants grow very fast.

The survival and development of the blood descendants are inseparable from human fresh blood. Previously, the blood ancestor was scared by Green City, so he always restricted the development of the blood descendants, only sucking blood to maintain life every month.

This decision led to a stagnation in the development of the blood descendants over decades.

But after Morgen unlocked the bloodline shackles and implemented a sustainable development strategy, he completely unlocked the chains around the necks of the blood descendants.

So now, the blood descendants are truly superior beings.

Their powerful racial talents are being released.

In just one year, they can cultivate intermediate spellcasters who reach level alpha, and in large numbers.

This speed would definitely shock outsiders.

On the contrary, although human apprentices seem to level up not slowly, except for those three human geniuses who advance quickly, most apprentices have a very low talent ceiling.

Because their soul power is not enough, or rather, their talent forcibly restricts their development.

Even after overcoming this hurdle, it’s not smooth sailing; the remaining 90% will stay levels alpha plus, and many will never reach the threshold of level alpha plus in their lifetimes.

Only that 1% of geniuses might reach level alpha plus, and within that 1%, less than a third of the intermediate mages might become level alpha plus senior mages.

This is the talent ceiling for most ordinary humans.

As for the higher level beta, that’s the hero template. Above that, the extraordinary are boss templates, and even higher legends are at least rare, limited gold boss templates.

Of course, this is just Morgen’s estimation, but it’s probably not far off.

The blood clan, as a superior race, is naturally the elite template, and given time, they are sure to break through to level alpha plus and become senior professionals.

Moreover, the blood clan’s template has growth potential; it’s not fixed. Ordinary blood clan members, if they live long enough, might also break through to become top-tier professionals at level beta.

As for beyond the extraordinary, that’s a matter of fate.

He doesn’t know if it’s an illusion, but he always feels that the potential of the blood clan is far from just this.

Is the blood clan, which is considered a superior race, really just this simple?

Other superior races, such as the elves in the ancient forests, the naga in the stormy seas, the snake demons in the bottomless abyss, the golden lion people of the barren wasteland… and so on, all have special abilities and are extremely powerful.

Although they are not on par with the golden races, the superior races are not comparable to ordinary creatures.

Originally, Morgen was quite satisfied with his own strength, but as he learned more and his subordinates’ top combat power grew stronger,

He slowly realized that what he thought was strong was nothing in front of real top combat power.

Like the level beta plus orc king Kapu, this golden lion person is also a superior race,

But the opponent was able to fight four powerful top professionals—bone dragon, Stanley, Amy, Betty, and Grot—without stopping, causing four of them to suffer severe injuries and the level beta plus bone dragon’s soul fire to flicker.

This exaggerated combat power made Morgen intuitively recognize the gap between him and these top combat powers.

Of course, in the end, this level beta plus orc king still became a prisoner in his dungeon.

But the impact Kapu had on Morgen was not easily erased.

If the opponent could be so strong, why should he, as the progenitor of the blood clan, be just a human mage template?

Something is not right…

But currently lacking more data, he also doesn’t know how to solve this problem,

Morgen is now a level beta minus mage, and there’s still a very long way to go before reaching level beta.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head; level beta is a huge watershed, but he is still far from it, and he can’t be sure if his current thoughts are correct.

Perhaps the blood clan is more than this, or perhaps this is all there is to the blood clan…

After all, his talent as the progenitor of the blood clan is much stronger than any northern warrior’s bloodline.

No matter how strong you are, you have to become my subordinate and serve me to death; just this one talent can top countless combat talents, strong and domineering.

So it seems understandable that other attributes are weaker.

He shook his head and didn’t think about it anymore, but in his heart, he quietly took note of this matter.

“It seems I need to speed up leveling up…”

“Level beta…”