Green Monster Epic

“This year's rain is a bit strange!!”

Farmer Fred is a descendant of the human branch of Phillip and Jem. He is considered a minority in the Green Field Tribe, so most of them can only become farmers or craftsmen.

It wasn't until Eric and his branch of humans migrated to Green Lake Town that the original humans of the Green Field Tribe had other options. Similarly, with the addition of humans from Green Lake Town, Eric and his people were able to quickly integrate into the goblin tribe's life.

Looking up at the sky, the layers of gray-white clouds pressed down, making it hard to breathe. It seemed like it was going to rain again, which made Fred feel somewhat worried.

In a few days, it will be time to harvest the oats. If it's still like this, with large-scale rainfall every few days, I'm afraid there will be problems with this season's oats.

Most of the crops planted in the town are drought-resistant, which is due to the Green Field Plain's historical lack of rainfall. However, in recent years, the rainfall on the plain has been increasing year by year, especially this year, with heavy rains almost every month. Although it has solved the water shortage problem on the plain, it has also caused considerable losses to the farmers who grow crops.

“Who says it isn't!!”

Next to Fred was a female earth goblin, also carrying a hoe and looking up at the sky with concern.

“If it keeps raining like this, I'm afraid the grain will sprout on the ears of wheat before it can be brought back to the granary!!”

“Alas…”

Some people worry and some people are happy. This is an unchanging fact. Not far north of the continuous耕地 near Green Lake, the planting area of ​​raspberry, red persimmon, and other berry shrubs is nourished by the water in the sky, and the growth is very gratifying, making the people who pick berries full of smiles.

“Looking at the growth of these raspberries, we should be able to make more jam this year!!”

“That's right, it would be great if it rained like this every year!!”

“What's so good about it? Haven't you noticed that the water flow in the Murky Water Creek next to us has increased a lot?? I'm a little scared when I see the rushing river now. Who knows when a rainstorm will come and the river will flood our homes!!”

“Haven't you heard? The town is about to post a notice to hire people to build dikes and diversion canals!!”

“Really?? Then wouldn't those idle brats in your family have a chance to find a job??'

“Who says it isn't? Those brats are too wasteful. Most of their father's hard-earned wages for a month are eaten by these guys!! I just hope the wages for this job are high so that our family can improve our lives. I haven't smelled meat for months!!”

“Hahaha…”

The residents of Green Lake Town will never know that the natural climate change that is insurmountable in their eyes is actually rooted in the hard work of their tribe to excavate the Mansha Mountains for many years. They will never know that in the next few decades, or even hundreds of years, the climate environment of the Green Field Plain will also undergo drastic changes until the entire region's ecology gradually adapts to such changes, until the turbulence gradually subsides.

Trick kept rubbing the temples on both sides of his forehead and the area between his eyebrows. The decline in energy brought about by aging cannot be compensated by magic. Now he gradually feels a little overwhelmed, and he has a slight idea of ​​retiring.

Building dikes and constructing water conservancy facilities is a complicated matter. Although Alan brought back a detailed plan from Albad, how to implement the plan in practice involves the conscription of thousands or even tens of thousands of laborers, as well as the mobilization of huge amounts of resources.

At this time, he was a little envious of that old thing Facado. The other party was probably enjoying life in the Moor Fortress, instead of having to stay up late to make a detailed plan like himself at such an old age.

“Oliver, you are responsible for finding a low-lying location on the Green Field Plain to excavate an artificial lake.”

Raising his head, the bear goblin Oliver was full of energy and趴on the table, carefully reading a document on the table.

Hearing Trick's instructions, Oliver raised his head and reviewed the previous words in his mind, then nodded in response: "Okay."

“The information in your hand is a few suitable target locations selected by the Oak Church investigation team. You should personally visit these places in the next few days, first pick out one place, and then send someone to make some preparations in advance.”

“Remember, go to Aoro Town to transfer a few gray dwarves with prospecting talents. They are still very good in this regard.”

“Understood.”

The bear goblin Oliver nodded. Even if Trick didn't say it, he would do it.

“Rowling, post the notice for hiring laborers. Start organizing people to recruit people from tomorrow, and temporarily recruit according to the number of one thousand people.”

“Do we need so many at the beginning?”

Rowling is a middle-aged female dwarf goblin. At this time, she is taking notes in a notebook to record Trick's instructions, but she is a little confused about his orders.

“The number of one thousand recruits requires a lot of food, tools, and housing to be prepared. I'm afraid there will be mistakes in the arrangement at that time.”

“The problem of food and tools is not big. The town's warehouse has ready-made ones. It's just that the housing needs to be temporarily built on the construction site, which will be a bit troublesome. However, it is impossible to recruit this number of one thousand laborers in one day. We can recruit in batches. The first recruits will pack their bags and bring supplies and tools with us to the southwest.”

“When we get to the selected place, we can start working on the spot and build simple housing.”

Oliver took the initiative to propose a solution when he saw the tiredness in Trick's eyes.

“Well, not bad.”

Trick nodded in agreement.

“Then I'll go prepare the notice now.”

“Okay.”

“Also…”

After Alan's investigation team completed the investigation and judgment, he decided to leave this mountain range. After all, he had basically achieved what he wanted, but the opening of the mountain passage still required at least twenty or thirty years before there was hope of seeing the end.

Of course, his days in these mountains did save the quarry three or four years and speeded up their progress, but it was still a long way from truly completing the purpose of opening the passage.

Cole was also very satisfied. Although she was very reluctant, she was not ignorant and knew that it was very rare for her teacher to take so much time to be her sparring partner.

More than three years of training has allowed Cole's strength to improve further, and she seems to be only one step away from the high rank of legend. Of course, this seemingly one step away may actually be a threshold that is difficult to cross for a lifetime.

However, Kouer was very confident that she could cross this threshold in a maximum of ten years and completely join the ranks of the top wilderness powerhouses.

Even now, Kouer, who is only at the intermediate stage of Legend, already considers herself to be among the top of the Legend powerhouses.

Not everyone has the opportunity to have a teacher like Allen, who can carefully help Kouer find out her bad habits and flaws in battle, and formulate a tailor-made training plan.

If Kouer didn't have the confidence to break through to the high stage of Legend after having these foundations, then she would be too disappointing, and even she herself would be very disappointed.

"Teacher, I want to go out and travel."

On the way back, Kouer plucked up her courage and made a request to Allen.

"Reason."

Allen glanced at the girl, immediately scaring her into burying her head low, weakly answering: "I have been staying in Green Lake Town for these years, and I always feel like I'm out of touch with the outside world, and I don't know what kind of changes have taken place outside."

"Now my strength bottleneck is also temporarily unable to break through, rather than staying in the town like this, it is better to go out and wander around to see if there is a chance..."

"Okay."

"Ah??"

"What, are you regretting it? That's fine, then you continue..."

"Don't, Teacher!!"

Kouer grabbed one of Allen's rough hands in surprise, rarely acting like a young girl and acting coquettishly with Allen.

"But I also have conditions."

Allen shook his head, a smile on his lips, and then forced himself to suppress his smile and said seriously.

"Teacher, tell me!!"

"That kid Svara has been active around Mansa City recently. This time, when you go out to travel, first go to Mansa City and stay for a while, and secretly take care of this kid."

"It has been 4-5 years since he found the road to Legend, and I estimate that he is now at the most critical time and is very likely to be exposed.

So, for his safety, you go and be his temporary bodyguard."

"Okay, leave this matter to me, Teacher!!"

Kouer's expression also changed upon hearing this, and she solemnly guaranteed.

"These things are prepared for this kid. After he truly advances to Legend, remember to give them to him together and say that it is a gift from the tribe."

Allen rarely carries extra dimensional bags with him, but this time he took a dimensional bag slightly larger than his palm from his waist and lightly tossed it to Kouer, which shows that he was prepared long ago.

Perhaps even if Kouer didn't make a request to Allen, Allen would have used the reason of letting Kouer protect Svara to let this girl go out and wander around.

"Teacher, you are so biased!!"

Kouer took the dimensional bag and couldn't help but separate a strand of mental power to check the bag, then complained to Allen with a bit of surprise.

"I'm biased?? Don't you look at the equipment you're wearing? These are all made from the great materials that I, your teacher, have hidden away, and given to you, okay??"

"Hehe!!"

Kouer stuck out her tongue, a goblin who is almost two hundred years old, and still has such a girlish feeling.

Allen shook his head, too lazy to argue with this girl, but at this moment, in his mental perception, it seemed that an unusual magical aura flashed by in an extremely distant place, causing him to frown slightly.

However, thinking of Kouer beside him, Allen, in addition to condensing a wisp of invisible mental power and drifting towards the direction he perceived, did not reveal any other actions, so Kouer was unaware of this.

Far away, thousands of miles away, outside the edge of the Damu Swamp, the territory of the Argonian lizardmen tribe, two uninvited guests were solemnly confronting each other, their eyes sharp and cold.

"Lord Kirill, why are you blocking my way?"

Marvin cursed inwardly, wondering when he had been targeted by this demigod of the Ranger Church.

"Everyone knows what you are going to do in the Northern Territory this time, but I am also entrusted by someone to hope that you can return to Mansa City and continue to be stationed there."

Kirill slowly opened his mouth, his tone low and solemn, directly stating the matter.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that the Ranger Church now manages so broadly, that even where I go has to be approved by you.

Do you really think that my Mansa Alliance is an appendage of your church?"

Marvin had a mocking smile on his face, with a cold and cautious look deep in his eyes.

"Marvin, you probably have some misunderstanding. My church naturally cannot interfere in the daily actions of your wilderness powerhouses, but I also have to remind you that if you insist on destroying the established rules and regulations of the alliance, then please be prepared to pay the price for it."

"Since I appear here, then I will truthfully report what I have seen and heard to the Alliance Council, and at the same time, my Ranger Church will also issue a strong protest in the name of the temple.

Any behavior that violates the alliance's regulations must be severely punished, even so-called demigods!!"

"..."

The green face of the gnome demigod Marvin turned dark green, his eyes gloomy and staring at the existence in front of him who was also a demigod.

He really couldn't imagine that the other party would make such a statement, and he didn't expect that the other party would also pull out the church, which shows the firmness of the other party's inner will.

"I will remember today's encounter, and I hope your church can remember your attitude towards me today!!"

Having been in a high position for many years, with a respected status, Marvin had already forgotten when he last suffered such a threat.

Now suddenly encountering such a scene, his face looks very ugly at this time, but he doesn't know how to deal with it, and can only use stern intimidating words to resolve the resentment in his heart.

"Lord Marvin, please do not do anything that may cause misunderstandings to the temple, otherwise the consequences will be very serious!!"

Kirill's originally relaxed face, along with the other party's words, became very serious, and his tone gradually became cold.

This gnome, Marvin, is a fellow who trims his sails to the wind.

When the Father of the Oak's kingdom of God was still there, and the Oak faction dominated, he and his tribe looked to the Oak Church for guidance in everything; now, with the Father of the Oak's slumber and the rise of the Church of Nature, he took the initiative to lead his tribe to the Church of Nature, flirting with the Church of Nature.

Such a style is naturally despised by the clergy members of the major churches of the Oak faction, but the churches of the Nature God system never directly interfere in secular affairs, and even if they hate the other party, it is impossible to make excessive behavior.

However, this is not absolute. If a certain church really feels a deep threat, even demigod powerhouses will be killed without hesitation.

The assassination of Black Guard, one of the five pillars, is a clear proof.