Chapter 43: I Have a Bold Idea

Lord of the Crimson Mist Nine Mile Long Street 1234 words 2026-03-06 08:52:05

Brushing the dust off his clothes, Mu Chen did not go into detail about what had transpired inside the air-raid shelter. Upon learning that Mu Jiu’er and the others had discovered his whereabouts only after hearing gunshots, he felt relieved.

After a brief exchange with Mu Jiu’er in the channel, the two agreed to give the necklace they had found below to Ivy.

“Ivy, this is for you.”

The mithril magic necklace rested in his hand, its deep blue pendant swaying gently in the air.

“Wow, it’s so beautiful! Brother, where did you find it—was it down there?” Mu Jiu’er’s eyes lit up as she gazed at the necklace in Mu Chen’s hand, her expression perfectly feigning ignorance.

“This girl is getting better at acting…” Mu Chen muttered inwardly, handing the necklace to Ivy.

[Because of your action, Evangelist Ivy Victoria’s loyalty to you has increased by 3 points. Current loyalty: 68.]

“This is an ancient magical artifact! Lord Mu Chen, you are too generous—Ivy feels unworthy!” At this moment, Ivy’s ears flushed red as she tried to refuse.

“Take it, don’t be so formal. You’re the only one in the territory with magical power, and from now on, the purification of our water source will depend on you. You need it far more than we do, don’t you?”

Seeing her still hesitate, Mu Chen placed the necklace directly into her hand, causing Ivy’s cheeks to redden even more.

“Thank you for your gift, may the Holy Light shine upon you always!” Ivy placed her hand upon her chest and gave a solemn bow.

After a few words of reassurance, Ivy set off alone toward the mining site.

He looked up at the countdown ticking away in the air. The entire expedition in the air-raid shelter had taken only about an hour. With another hour to go before mealtime, Mu Chen decided to construct two more wells.

After all, the mechanism of these wells was such that the earlier they were built, the richer the water resources would be. Right now, the output from six primary wells each day was barely adequate for the territory. If he didn’t finish building the wells today, by this time tomorrow, they might face a water shortage.

“Jiu’er, let’s head to the water supply area and build two more primary wells.”

“And besides, if we don’t wash up soon, we’ll stink to high heaven.”

Mu Chen took out his small iron hammer. Having built once before, he found the process rather enjoyable.

Mu Jiu’er said nothing, but her pace toward the water supply area was even quicker than Mu Chen’s.

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The water supply area was just twenty meters from the base’s small building. Walking eighty meters west would take them outside the territory.

At this moment, two rows of primary wells stood neatly constructed, though the four wells at the rear were all solid, while two of the wells in the front row were only shadows.

As the siblings tapped away, Mu Chen heard Mu Jiu’er muttering under her breath, “Forty, forty, forty…”

Mu Chen: “...”

With the passage of time, the two new wells were completed. Looking at the eight primary wells built within twenty-four hours, he began to have other ideas.

“If only we could have the well water automatically gather at one spot—it would make daily use so much easier.”

[While others are still fretting over a single well, your sudden extravagance has led you to discover a feasible solution. But at your current scale, it’s only a thought.]

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes.

Though the distance between the water supply area and the base wasn’t much, he mused that building a pond here would make things infinitely more convenient in the future.