The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 86



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (86)

Weed was at a loss when he first arrived at the North Wall, but he had no idea that the tide would turn so quickly.

“In case monsters climb the walls, let’s make a space where we can stab with a spear from the inside.”

“The mutated ogres are the problem. Hmm, when the monsters come, how about opening the floodgates and creating a large swamp?”

Half of the population of the Honwood County was mobilized to work on the north wall.

Construction work continued from early morning until dawn, under the command of the dwarves.

“So this is what digging is like.”

“Moving stones is not a difficult task.”

Many residents with talent for architecture also appeared and helped.

Weed nodded at the sight.

‘If the people’s thoughts come together as one, anything is possible.’

(Thanks to the owner for dealing with the opposing residents early.)

To save time, they pushed for the disappearance of the people quietly rather than trying to convince them.

All the remaining people were in favor of strengthening the North Wall, so isn’t this true democracy?

‘The work speed is better than I expected.’

(It has been a great help to have people from young children to the elderly involved in the work.)

The construction site went smoothly, and the soldiers’ training progressed steadily.

“1st to 5th generation, deploy!”

From morning till dawn, the soldiers were sent hunting on the northern plains.

The number of soldiers, which was just over 10,000, increased to 30,000 including newly conscripted troops and mercenaries, and they actively hunted monsters to expand their area of ​​activity.

Weed personally trained the most talented soldiers from the 1st to the 10th generation.

“Faster!”

“Don’t walk, run!”

“Treat your weapon like your girlfriend. Don’t have a girlfriend? Then treat it like the few hairs you have left!”

Weed treated his soldiers harshly and made them accustomed to combat.

Upon entering the dungeon, soldiers were sent out in groups of five, and training to form an attack force, defense force, and reserve force was carried out step by step.

(I had no idea that modern-day counter-terrorism tactics would be used in Roanoke.)

‘They’re all useful, aren’t they?’

Even in Royal Road, Weed’s commanding ability was recognized as outstanding.

The ability to fight while squeezing orcs and dark elves to their limits!

His commanding ability to replenish the reserves before the battle line collapsed and to save as many people as possible was put to good use during the hunt.

The commander’s special trait of brilliance, which doubled experience points, was activated, and the soldiers’ growth was accelerated.

“I have a little idea how to handle the window.”

Soldier Boris’s spearmanship skills are greatly increased by his genius talent.

“Fighting isn’t much. Blocking, cutting, hitting. But fighting can be this much fun.”

Soldier Osmund gains insight into battle.

Battle-related stats and skills will increase significantly.

Capable soldiers emerged, starting with Boris and Osmund.

“I’m not scared of monsters.”

“If you stab him in the heart, he’ll die. It’s nothing.”

“You just have to trust your colleagues.”

The soldiers were quickly becoming stronger as they fought against monsters in the northern plains.

Still, sometimes sacrifices could not be avoided.

“Captain, Andella lost her life during the battle when her neck was broken. Geese lost his arm.”

“Andela died fighting to protect the North Wall. Pay condolence money to Andela’s family.”

“Okay, Captain.”

In a time when human life was cheap, soldiers’ morale was maintained by providing generous compensation to the bereaved families.

The soldiers on the North Wall are in a very poor state, but their appearance is gradually changing.

Growth was fast because tentacle monsters and raptors drove the monsters away from unseen places.

(It seems that the master’s commanding power is still the same even after Royal Road.)

‘I think the flattery is too much.’

(Should I shorten it a little?)

‘No. Let’s continue like this.’

Weed felt that he was not having enough time to train his soldiers hard on the northern plains.

‘If it had been two months instead of one, I could have taken my soldiers and subdued all the monsters in the Northern Plains.’

(I think it’s entirely possible if the master leads the army.)

* * *

Yoo Byung-jun tried not to take to heart the fact that his email to the Roanoke developers had been read and ignored.

“They are busy too, so that could be possible.”

How busy was he when he was developing Royal Road?

For 40 years, I have not had a proper rest while working to create a world that surpasses reality.

“Your developers will also be very busy. They will have to deal with tangible and intangible pressure from governments around the world for committing serious crimes.”

Yoo Byung-jun nodded and tried to understand the developers.

I know that creating and maintaining a new world is not an easy task. But still, the thought of the email being read and ignored kept coming to my mind.

Even while drinking cocoa and watching Roanoke, I still felt angry at the developers.

“It feels strange.”

Yoo Byeong-jun sits quietly on a chair and thinks.

Strangely enough, this feeling wasn’t unfamiliar.

I have memories of being ignored and bullied by the so-called popular kids when I was young.

“Kids, let’s go to the bakery.”

“Just leave Byungjun alone. He doesn’t like bread.”

Yoo Byeong-jun liked bread very much.

The bread he couldn’t eat back then became a regret, so after he founded the Unicorn Group, he even created the Unicorn Bakery.

One day, a pretty girl confessed to Yoo Byung-jun.

“Byeongjun. I like you.”

“Really? Are you kidding? Are you lying?”

Yoo Byung-jun, who was a teenager, was so surprised that he thought his heart would drop. He asked a question without realizing it.

“I got caught. Wow, I was just joking. Are you quick-witted?”

“… … .”

Yoo Byung-jun has been using artificial intelligence to send 30 plausible spam emails per month to the person who played the prank.

I found joy in seeing my school-age daughter suffer from spam mail even after she became a grandmother.

“Maybe I’m a little narrow-minded.”

The artificial intelligence responded to Yoo Byung-jun’s words.

(It is in the top 0.0001% in terms of narrow-mindedness.)

* * *

The number of sculptured life forms that Weed created during his expeditions across the Northern Plains was two to three per day.

Not masterpieces or magnum opus sculptures, but so-called mass-produced ones that produce warriors and archers.

‘The force guarding the North Wall has really grown stronger.’

There was just one concern.

―??!

It was a breeding of tentacle monsters, sculpted life forms.

Every night, they lay eggs here and there on the northern plains, and they are happy to see those eggs.

-Krut krut!

A group of tentacle monsters happily roam the northern plains.

‘Is that what a parent feels?’

Just as the saying goes that even a hedgehog loves its own child, Weed could understand the hearts of the tentacle monsters.

Maybe because they had cubs, they were hunting harder.

That doesn’t mean there weren’t any problems.

‘I wonder if there will be a huge increase in tentacle monsters in Roanoke.’

As time passes, tentacle monsters will begin to live in large numbers.

Weed was unable to stop the tentacle monsters, however, as the sculpted creatures have a high level of loyalty to their masters.

Still, it was unclear what kind of backlash the order not to lay eggs would provoke.

‘There are probably many monsters stronger than tentacle monsters in the northern plains, but there are few that can be called natural enemies.’

A combat race perfectly adapted to the underground and the dark.

Using the 12 extendable tentacles, he could attack enemies in various ways, run faster, and hang from the ceiling.

‘At this rate, protecting the north wall might not be a problem.’

It may be that Roanoke has created the worst creatures ever created, far surpassing the Lessers.

(…….)

Even the artificial intelligence Versa was quiet, as if it didn’t have any solution for the current situation.

The problem of the tentacle monsters unexpectedly showed a clue to its solution.

As Weed was out hunting in the northern plains in the middle of the night, tentacle monsters stalked towards the clump of grass where they had laid their eggs.

‘Is it satisfying to just look at an egg?’

Are the baby tentacle monsters hatching from eggs even a little cute?

It was when Weed was watching from afar.

-Chururup!

“… … !”

A tentacle monster was inserting a brain-eating tube into the egg and sucking it out.

‘No way that’s… … .’

(This is a picture of the eggs absorbing nutrients.)

‘… … .’

In the animal world, there have been cases where parents killed their young.

The law of nature that eliminates weak offspring that are difficult to raise or have difficulty surviving.

However, the tentacle monsters are not in a situation where they feel threatened by their surroundings.

‘It looks like you’re eating it because it’s delicious.’

(It also seems to help with combat ability.)

Changes were occurring as the tentacle monsters absorbed the nutrients from the eggs.

The tentacles’ shells are peeled off, and new tentacles emerge through the mucous membrane.

The tentacles are evolving.

It has stronger, sturdier, and more flexible tentacles.

‘That’s how it evolves.’

The problem with the tentacle monsters was being resolved in a positive way.

However, I was left with an instinctive discomfort towards tentacle monsters.

(They are truly wonderful creatures.)

‘huh?’

(The performance is the best.)

The artificial intelligence Versa, which is an extremely powerful performance-oriented machine, was very satisfied.

Considering Roanoke has many dangerous enemies, tentacle monsters seemed like a good idea.

‘There are probably worse monsters in Roanoke, so having these creatures here wouldn’t be a bad thing.’

* * *

A pile of eggs laid by a tentacle monster.

The eggs, neatly stored in a pile of dirt and grass, rolled away.

As it happened, rain came down and the traces of the eggs disappeared, and a pile of dirt covered them.

Thud thud!

After a few days, the egg split open and a baby tentacle monster with six tentacles was born. And then… … .

―??!

The baby tentacle monster felt an intense hunger.

What I want to drink more than red blood is the brain of a living creature.

Nevertheless, his instincts were signaling danger.

‘Dad, Mom… … .’

That his parents were somewhere nearby.

And he instinctively knew that if he ever encountered those parents, he would be eaten.

-Chururup!

The baby tentacle monster jumped into the river.

It swam with its six tentacles and traveled far away.

Occasionally, when they felt hungry, they would catch fish with their tentacles and eat only their brains before heading off to distant places.

Mountains, rivers, and the sea.

A tentacle monster that can settle and live anywhere except tropical deserts.

The young tentacle monsters passed through the northern plains and reached a region of swamps and thick darkness.

-Chu-chu?!

It ate the small monsters living there, grew, and laid its first egg after 10 days.

While most animals are divided into males and females, the tentacle monsters are capable of reproducing on their own.

-I won’t eat the eggs.

The baby tentacle monster wanted to increase its number of kin due to its loneliness and lack of strength.

They laid eggs here and there, and on some days they were so hungry that they ate, but that’s how a lot of babies were born.

-Chu?!

-Chururup!