Green Monster Epic

Chapter 520 Preparation

"Hello, Elder Eric."

Trick stood up from his desk and respectfully greeted the human elder, Eric, who entered his office.

"Yes."

Eric was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, a light yellow piece of paper was handed directly to Trick.

"This is the list of our Tanding Society's participants in this martial arts competition, a total of 37 people."

"Okay, does the town need to prepare any equipment or tools for them?"

Trick took the document with a smile. It was densely written with many names, most of whom were young humans and half-elves from the town. Trick was no stranger to them.

"Thank you, no need."

Although he was a respected elder of the Green Field Tribe, Eric never thought of taking advantage of Allen's tribe. The members of the society paid corresponding costs for their daily adventures and lives.

Even in Green Lake Town and Rapid Current Bay, the Tanding Society had its own rented farmland and mountain forests, with dedicated members planting food and magic medicine materials, etc.

Eric knew very well that if he and his companions' guild accepted the benefits of the Green Field Tribe, they would gradually form a habit and eventually be assimilated and absorbed by the Green Field Tribe. To maintain their current independent status, they had to be self-reliant and never accept the benefits sent by the Green Field Tribe.

Of course, in some matters, the Tanding Society also had to integrate, such as the Green Lake Martial Arts Competition, which could allow the members of the guild to gain experience and know their strengths and weaknesses; such as participating in town duty and security management, which could show the guild's fairness and sincerity, and also allow the goblins of Green Field to accept their existence…

Although the Tanding Society did not have a deity as a backer, it was because of their persistence and hands-on actions that they infected the surrounding goblins and wilderness natives, allowing the number of their fellow travelers to steadily grow. Unlike the uneven believer groups of other churches, the fellow travelers who truly accepted the Tanding Society's philosophy were mostly very determined. Once they joined the Tanding Society, there was very little false belief.

After handing the list to Trick, Eric left directly to continue his seclusion and contemplation.

Over the years, the Tanding Society's philosophy had become more and more mature, thanks to Eric and Phillips and other companions constantly pondering and enriching their foundation, and formulating reasonable regulations and rules. Compared to improving his own strength, Eric put more energy into preaching and guild planning, even spending more time teaching core members and lecturing at Tanding Academy than he spent training his legendary expertise.

Tanding Academy, an independent academy with the best scholars and battle professionals from the Tanding Society as its faculty, with combat skills and knowledge all from the Tanding Society. The academy accepted all wilderness natives. Originally, according to Eric and their ideas, even the tuition fees would not be too expensive, but later, after Trick, representing the Green Field Tribe, discussed it with Eric for one night, the tuition fees were brought in line with Allen Warrior Academy and several other academies.

The academy did not recruit many students. A class only had 30 students, and so far, a total of more than 200 students had been recruited. Compared to the other four Allen academies, which had Allen's golden signboard as a backer, Tanding Academy's student source was still inferior. Many were students who had not been admitted to Allen Academy.

However, with the emergence of the first graduates and the exposure of the legendary powerhouse status of Eric, the president of Tanding Academy, the student source of Tanding Academy had also greatly improved in the past two years.

Anyway, the ultimate goal of Eric and his colleagues' teaching was more to smuggle their Tanding Society's private goods, and to spread the fire of the guild's philosophy of self-reliance to the vast wilderness natives. Therefore, they accepted all students who came to study at Tanding Academy, regardless of their background. Although there might not be many natives who became talents, their guild's reputation became more and more resounding.

It was only Allen's Green Field Tribe that could tolerate the existence of such an anomaly. The Tanding Society preached that all gods were hypocritical, treating believers as lambs and cows, the Wall of the Faithless had been destroyed, the shackles on the heads of intelligent beings had been untied, and so on. Any other tribe in the wilderness would probably not dare to take them in.

The preaching work in Green Lake Town and Namur Fortress was not smooth sailing. Although Allen secretly supported the Tanding Society, on the surface, Allen still maintained a fair attitude and impartially handled the friction and disputes between the Tanding Society and the Oak Church, the Church of Nature, and other clergy in terms of preaching.

Competing with people of this kind who had powerful gods as their backers and powerful strength far exceeding the Tanding Society's foundation, the hardships involved could be imagined.

Watching Elder Eric's back disappear at the door, Trick slowly withdrew his admiring gaze. Over the years, Trick had also learned a lot from Eric, the legendary leader. Because of Allen's request to pay attention to the Tanding Society's movements, Trick also had a deep understanding of the ideas promoted by the Tanding Society, especially his awe of their dignified attitude of daring to be equal to the gods. At least, Trick still could not come up with the idea of confronting the gods.

The scale of the Green Lake Competition was expanded again. Not only did the clansmen from Namur Fortress participate, but also the students from several Allen academies could participate. Even vassal tribes like the Ivan Tribe now had the opportunity to participate.

This was Trick's idea, and it was also approved by Allen. The Green Field Plain was too vast and barren for the current Green Field Tribe. In the past ten years, the tribe had opened up the commercial road connecting Namur Fortress and Green Lake Town, driving the tribe's development of the depths of the Kotor Mountains and bringing in harvests far exceeding the Green Field Plain.

The Green Field Plain, which lacked water resources, did not have many places that were truly suitable for settlement. Although the Green Field Tribe's power nominally radiated the entire surrounding plain, except for a few strongholds, the other places had always been barren, allowing them to grow naturally.

And the reality of the wilderness was that when a piece of land, even if it was barren, was uninhabited, and the surrounding resources could barely support a small tribe or settlement to survive, it would not take long before wandering and migrating settlements and groups, not knowing where they came from, would quietly survive here.

In the beginning, for these sporadic natives who reappeared around the plain, the Green Field Tribe would send an army to directly wipe them out, and their members would be captured and become slaves, sent to the Mansa Mountains quarry in the west or the commercial road construction team in the east, as free labor.

However, as the tribe annexed the Ajinaga Tribe, the population surged, and the tribe's arable land was obviously insufficient, requiring a large amount of grain to be purchased through the fortress trading center. The increase in population, while bringing about an increase in the tribe's strength, could also become a force that destroyed the tribe from within if there were not enough jobs and income channels.

Therefore, to provide more income opportunities and create jobs for more tribal members, the tribe could only reduce the scale of slaves. In recent years, the clearing of the plains has gradually become sparse.

Subsequently, the number of small tribes and settlements on the plains gradually increased, and it was about to return to its former appearance.

At this time, in order to demonstrate the Green Field Tribe's ruling position over the Green Field Plains, the tribe naturally began to select suitable candidates from these small and medium-sized tribes to serve as its spokespersons and vassals in the plains, maintaining order and stability in the plains.

The existence of vassal tribes seems to dilute the interests of the Green Field Tribe in the Green Field Plains, but in fact, because of the existence of these vassals, the tribe's control over the entire Green Field Plains is stronger, and the benefits such as the harvest of wild native products have not decreased, but have steadily increased.

"...This time, the planting method of Three-leaf Windhair Chrysanthemum can be used as a reward to grant to the vassal tribes who participated in this competition and achieved good results. In recent years, the tribe's demand for Windhair Chrysanthemum has increased, so let these tribes provide us with more Windhair Chrysanthemum to make magic potions that enhance physical fitness..."

Putting down the Tandin Society's list and stacking it with the roster next to it, the top roster was the registration list of a dozen vassal tribes. When he saw this roster, Tarik couldn't help but think of something and muttered to himself.

"I wonder when the chief will come over to finalize the rewards!!"

Because this competition is larger in scale and has added a small team competition, the previous reward measures for the tribe's martial arts competition cannot be copied. In addition, the chief attaches great importance to this competition. Tarik plans to wait for Alan to come to Green Lake Town to watch the competition before asking him about the rewards for this competition.

For this competition, Green Lake Town has also temporarily built dozens of martial arts venues in the desert area next to several academies on the south side of Green Lake Town. At the same time, the tribe also gave the members of several strongholds in the tribe a holiday in advance. Except for the necessary duty staff, other members either returned to the town as contestants or came back as spectators to enjoy life.

"...Mayor!!"

"The venue is not enough again, I guess we have to add some more stalls!!"

A dwarf goblin hurried in, shouting loudly at Tarik as he walked.

"...Didn't we reserve a piece of land for you? Is it all used up??..."

Tarik's face sank. Too many trivial matters needed his management, and the rare leisure time was coming to an end.

Overlooking Green Lake Town from the sky, the town's area has expanded a large circle, swallowing a large hole in the desert area south of Green Lake Town. The most lively and prosperous area is a residential and economic circle formed around the five academies. Several wide streets crisscross, surrounding the academies in the middle.

On the east side of the town, a gray-white commercial road extends straight to the northeast, directly passing through the Dark Elf town of Gravel Beach, and then all the way east. The flow of people is not sparse. Perhaps because of the martial arts competition held in Green Lake Town, the Green Field Tribe and the surrounding wild natives who wanted to watch the excitement gathered in groups of three or five.

In addition to these natives who carry small bags at most, from time to time there will be camel carts on the commercial road, full of unknown goods, slowly heading towards the eastern and western ends of the commercial road under the drag of clumsy pack animals.

Alan and Figlas changed into costumes at this time and walked on this commercial road with a glimpse of prosperity. The two sides of the commercial road are sometimes cliffs and sometimes basins. From time to time, you can see settlements built along the commercial road. Natives with flexible minds occupy the most conspicuous positions, lazily lying in front of simple thatched huts, with various plants and dry animal limbs placed around them.

"I didn't expect you to be willing to spend so much money to build such a commercial road!!"

Figlas is always so unrestrained. A thin crimson shirt is directly open, revealing the earth goblin's emerald green skin. Occasionally, when native females pass by, he will throw flirtatious glances at them, not afraid of the companions accompanying them coming to cause him trouble.

Although his movements were frivolous, Figlas did not forget to observe the surrounding scenery and changes. When there was no one left around them, he said to Alan with a bit of admiration.

This commercial road, which stretches more than a thousand miles from east to west, has cost tens of thousands of Green Field Tribe members ten years of time. The resources and funds invested are almost one million gold coins. In the eyes of any other tribe, it is a losing business, and few leaders would do it.

But it was this bear goblin in front of him who not only made this decision, but also made it happen. How could Figlas not feel admiration?

Moreover, Figlas also knew that the other party had set up a quarry in the West Mansha Mountains, and the purpose was to dig a gap in the West Mansha Mountains so that the rich water vapor of the endless sea could irrigate the Green Field Plains along this gap, changing the climate environment of the plains.

Anyone who heard about this for the first time would probably think that the guy who made this decision must have something wrong with his brain. But it was such an Arabian Nights-like thing that this bear goblin and his green skins did, and they persisted for decades.

Not long after hearing about this, Figlas quietly sneaked to the quarry in the West Mansha Mountains to check it out, and then was shocked by the sight of tens of miles of long and wide gaps that had been gnawed out.

At that time, there were not too many members working in the quarry. This was related to the Green Field Tribe's development of the Green Na Commercial Road, and more manpower was invested in the construction of the commercial road. However, the scene of hundreds of members naked their arms, waving heavy war hammers and smashing the thousand-meter-high stone wall in front of them, watching the small individuals directly confront the ancient and majestic mountains, the kind of perseverance and persistence that came to the face, I don't know why Figlas suddenly felt a touch of emotion rising from the bottom of his heart.

It was also because of the various decisions and persistence made by Alan that Figlas felt that the other party had something worthy of trust and unbreakable bonds, that he finally decided to extend an invitation to Alan to explore the Crescent Lake ruins.

"Why not?"

Alan raised his head and said as a matter of course.

"Since this commercial road was built, do you know how many more tourists and merchants have come to Green Lake Town? The benefits brought by these merchants seem inconspicuous, but in fact, the cumulative system provides countless industries and businesses in Green Lake Town."

"Also, this Cartor Mountains, because of the relationship of this adjacent commercial road, has been basically developed for dozens of miles. The magic potion plants and various mineral resources produced in this year alone have made the taxes of Mur Fortress tens of thousands of gold coins more!"

"I have no reason not to repair the commercial road that brings so many benefits!!"