Chapter 150 Clone Technique
Slave Bay was officially renamed Dragon City. Outside Dragon City, there were large tracts of fertile land, but the slave owners had not valued them in the past, so they had not been cultivated.
Now that Hao Yun has taken over as the city's administrator, and with a sufficient labor force, he has directly dispatched more than 200,000 slaves to continuously cultivate fertile land and sow seeds.
Another group of slaves are carrying out construction in the city, demolishing and rebuilding the entire area planned by Hao Yun.
The original residents of this place will receive a generous compensation, which will naturally be paid by Hao Yun.
So many slave owners were killed, and Hao Yun obtained a lot of money from these slave owners' homes.
After deducting the compensation paid to the residents, Hao Yun used a portion of the remaining money to pay the slaves' wages, and used the rest to buy grain and ore.
This lifeless city began to radiate a different kind of vitality. The slaves had something to look forward to, so naturally they wouldn't cause trouble, except for a few lazy people.
Hao Yun didn't tolerate these people. He gave them a repatriation fee and kicked them out of Longcheng. As for where they went, Hao Yun didn't care.
Such a major change in Slave Bay attracted the attention of other slave cities, and those who controlled these cities were naturally slave owners.
The most powerful of these were the slave owners of Meereen and the Abyss, who met and held a meeting.
"You should have heard that Astapo has changed hands. The person who now rules that city is called a messenger of the gods. What do you think of that?"
An elderly slave owner, holding a jeweled cane, calmly asked the others.
"Hmph! What a clown! All we need to do is send out a notice to reinstate slavery. I refuse to believe he'll dare refuse!"
The speaker was a young man who was very arrogant, but he had the right to be arrogant; his family was the most powerful in Meereen.
"Any other opinions?"
The people in the room were either playing with the maids in their arms or chatting with each other; no one paid any attention to Long Cheng.
"In that case, send someone to deliver the notice. You can enjoy the banquet yourselves."
The old man got up and left, and the rest of the people began to celebrate.
In Dragon City, Hao Yun was extremely annoyed by his subordinates. Just ruling a city had caused so many problems. Were all the people he hired pigs? Couldn't they use their own brains?
Daenerys, who was standing next to Hao Yun, gently massaged his temples.
“Take a break. I think you should create a council and let them discuss and resolve these issues internally.”
Looking at the mountain of reports piled up on the table, Daenerys was also very troubled.
"No, if we hand it over to them, the city will soon return to its original state."
Hao Yun refused without even thinking. Leaning back in his seat, he muttered to himself, "What a nuisance. If only I could create clones."
That's right! The clone technique.
Suddenly jumping up from the chair, Hao Yun slapped his forehead. Why didn't he, a cultivator, come up with some advanced technology?
Hao Yun took out the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques and carefully studied the technique of severing the three corpses.
If his cultivation level wasn't high enough, Hao Yun definitely couldn't sever the Three Corpses, but a low-level version of severing the Three Corpses was still quite simple, just like Monkey King's hair clone technique.
After some calculations, Hao Yun thought it was feasible, so he used a single finger to scrape the hair on the back of his hand. After the hair fell to the ground, it quickly transformed into the shape of Hao Yun.
Actually, Hao Yun was planning to pluck his hair, but he was completely bald, so where would he get any hair? If he didn't shave, he would have to chop off his fingers.
Hao Yun wasn't stupid enough to chop off his fingers; that would hurt too much. Anyway, using a hair would be the same, except the clone would only exist for a shorter time.
By injecting a wisp of divine consciousness into the clone, the clone technique is successfully completed.
Hao Yun circled his clone twice and felt quite satisfied. Although the clone only had the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage, it was enough for him.
"Greetings, Main Body and Clone."
The clone bowed to Hao Yun, and the two smiled at each other.
Hao Yun found this clone technique quite interesting. When he was bored, he could easily create three clones to play mahjong and entertain himself.
If you were to learn a Transfiguration technique, you would truly be able to do everything without needing anyone else's help.
Tsk tsk tsk!
With a sigh, Hao Yun shook his head, banishing the filthy thought from his mind.
"Clone, the work is now yours."
"no problem!"
The clone took over Hao Yun's work and began to handle government affairs. As for Hao Yun, he created three clones to handle different matters.
"Finally done, let's go."
Pulling the dumbfounded Daenerys along, Hao Yun walked out of the palace.
Leaving the palace, Daenerys finally came to her senses, and her gaze toward Hao Yun became strange.
Hao Yun glanced at Daenerys and immediately felt a wave of exasperation wash over him.
Daenerys: Wow! So many people, if they all come at me at night, can I handle it?
Snap!
Hao Yun snorted after tapping Daenerys on the forehead.
"Don't overthink it, they're just here to help me with my work."
Daenerys blushed instantly and followed Hao Yun closely, not daring to lift her head.
Walking down the street, Hao Yun's lips curled into a slight smile. This was the Longcheng he wanted.
Vendors were constantly calling out to attract customers on the street, and restaurants and pubs in the city were also open, but because it was afternoon, there weren't many people on the streets.
The city's labor force was now working both inside and outside the city, some farming, others building houses.
After buying some local delicacies, Hao Yun and Daenerys strolled around casually. Since Hao Yun wasn't riding a wolf, not many people recognized him.
A patrol of Immaculate Ones passed by and, upon seeing Hao Yun, immediately stopped to prepare to pay their respects.
Hao Yun waved his hand at them, indicating that it wasn't necessary.
Even so, the Unsullied stopped and waited for Hao Yun to leave before continuing their patrol.
"The city has changed so much."
Daenerys, clutching a handful of meat skewers, looked at the people lining the street and couldn't help but sigh. Although the city was still the same, the people in it had completely changed their demeanor.
"Of course, they used to live hand to mouth, but now they have a good income and hope for the future, so it's naturally different from before."
Before the city was reformed, the wealthy were either merchants or slave owners, and the common people had no way to survive. Whether they worked or set up a stall, their daily income was barely enough to make ends meet.
Now that Hao Yun is hiring, everyone has an income. With money, people naturally want to spend it, which boosts the city's economy.
The two strolled along and eventually arrived at the military camp, where Hao Yun happened to come over to see how the new army was being formed.
The Immaculate Guardians bowed deeply upon seeing Hao Yun.
Nodding to the two, Hao Yun entered the barracks, where Wugou was leading the new army in training.
This newly formed army has a total of 20,000 men, and that is the result of Hao Yun's careful selection; otherwise, the number would be even greater.
Each of those slave owners had hundreds of guards, and some of the big slave owners had as many as two or three thousand guards.
All together, there were more than 50,000 people, all of whom were strong and capable. Hao Yun did not want to eliminate the remaining 30,000 people, but instead kept them as a reserve force.
Chapter 151 Hatching the Dragon Egg
Regarding the army's training, Hao Yun only offered a few minor suggestions, along with a set of body-refining techniques.
Hao Yun was well aware that he did not know how to train troops, so he should leave this to professionals, such as Wang Shouren.
"My lord."
Upon learning that Hao Yun had come to the military camp, Wang Shouren hurried over.
"Don't worry about me, I just came to take a look."
Hao Yun stood at the edge of the training ground, watching the soldiers train, and a thought struck him.
"Wang Shouren, your Immaculate Army now numbers eight thousand, right?"
"yes."
“I will give you another two thousand men, expanding the Unsullied to ten thousand.”
As soon as Hao Yun spoke, he noticed that Wang Shouren looked troubled.
"What? Not satisfied?"
"There is no dissatisfaction."
Wang Shouren quickly shook his head, indicating that he did not mean that.
“My Lord, we Unsullied have a reserve force.”
"Really? Where is it? Take me to see it."
Seeing that Hao Yun was interested, Wang Shouren led Hao Yun away from the training ground and headed to the original residence of the Immaculate Ones.
Upon entering the camp, Hao Yun saw a group of teenagers practicing assassination with long spears and round shields in silence.
"This is your reserve team?"
Wang Shouren looked at the people in the arena with a very complicated expression. They, the Immaculate Ones, were killing machines trained from childhood.
First, slave owners would collect children, castrate them, and those who survived would undergo a series of cruel training exercises, such as killing their friends.
Various forms of training will completely extinguish any emotions or feelings in the Unsullied, turning them into true killing machines.
They would not hesitate to give orders, whether to commit suicide or kill a young child, because they had killed infants less than a month old during their training.
The six thousand people currently on the training field are the reserve force of the Unsullied army. They have already undergone a series of tests, but they are not old enough to officially join the Unsullied.
As for the younger children, they had already been dismissed by Wang Shouren and sent to work as slaves to make a living.
Hao Yun glanced at Wang Shouren, sensed his inner thoughts, and then understood how the Immaculate Ones were trained.
“Since these people are the reserve force, then we shall follow the rules of the army. They shall be paid and fed in full. As for how to train them, that is up to you. Let’s get rid of all the old practices.”
Hao Yun patted Wang Shouren on the shoulder, and Wang Shouren's cheeks trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was very excited, but years of training had made him forget how to express such emotions.