Green Monster Epic

"...Since our three tribes began exploring the Catoer Mountains, the most frequent conflicts among our tribes in the Northern Territory have been due to the lack of rules for adventurers from various tribes, leading to fights over the mountain's resources."

"To address this, we three tribes established a Council mechanism between the two fortresses, sharing some authority from various tribes, which has somewhat eased the conflicts and friction among the lower-level members of the three tribes."

"So, when adventuring in the Catoer Mountains, can the members of our Thorns Ring organization also establish appropriate and reasonable mechanisms to restrain the members of our respective tribes, reducing our internal friction and accumulated conflicts??"

"I have been pondering this question for a long time!!"

"According to the customs of the wilderness, the area within the influence of my Green Field Tribe includes the Catoer Mountains. This means that any collection or adventure activity not approved by my Green Field Tribe can be stopped by our warriors upon discovery."

"However, given the current situation in the Catoer Mountains, it is extremely difficult to stop outside adventurers from operating in the mountains. Since we cannot even stop outside adventurers, it seems unreasonable to ask you to restrain your tribesmen from coming to our territory to collect resources and materials."

"But everyone, our silence does not mean that your tribesmen can do whatever they want!!"

"Let's not talk about the distant past, but just in the past year, the Urok tribe's adventure teams have fought with our three tribes' adventure teams at least eighteen times in the deep mountains over various resources; and the Argon adventure teams have done so twenty-one times..."

The tribal leaders in the room couldn't hide the embarrassment on their faces, but some quickly regained their composure and returned to a calm expression, showing that their skin was indeed thick enough.

What Alan said was indeed what had happened in reality, and no one could refute it. However, what everyone didn't expect was that Alan would bring it out into the open here.

Just as everyone was exchanging glances, wondering how to argue, Alan's voice rang out again.

"Of course, I am not saying these things now to blame anyone, but just to make everyone see the reality. If this continues to develop in the future, I can't guarantee whether I can still suppress the hatred of my subordinates!!"

"Now that the problem has arisen, we must find a way to solve it, right?"

"So, how should we solve it?"

Alan looked around, but no one could give an answer.

The Catoer Mountains stretch for thousands of miles from east to west, and hundreds of miles from north to south. However, because of the dangerous terrain and the lack of highly valuable resources, the tribal forces that controlled the Catoer Fortress before the Green Field Tribe often regarded it as a burden, letting it grow naturally.

After all, the profits from the two fortresses that controlled the prosperous trade route were enough to make a tribe strong and prosperous, so why would they do something thankless?

And the adventurers from the outside world, often because of the treacherous environment inside, and the ordinary products that were not particularly special, although people often entered and exited the mountains, they did not form an industry on a large scale, and that's how these years have passed.

It was not until the Green Field Tribe took control of the fortress and built a wide road on the edge of the mountains, with complete supply points and rest stops along the way, and the tribe issued various exploration tasks through the city lord's mansion and town hall to encourage the tribe's warriors to develop the mountains.

As the resources hidden deep in the mountains were gradually discovered and gradually reached a certain scale, there naturally emerged more industrial chains that could rely on the mountain's collection and exploration systems, so adventurers who wanted to make a living from this naturally flocked to it.

The Catoer Mountains can be regarded as a primitive area that has not been developed for many years, and its natural resources are abundant. Compared to the territories of the various tribes themselves, it is definitely much stronger. Not to mention that the tribes that have always controlled the mountains have adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards these places, so adventurers don't have to worry about offending the local tribes or being coveted for the resources they collect, etc.

And the tribal leaders present must also be clear that their tribesmen come here to adventure and collect resources, which not only reduces the pressure on the tribe, but also collects a lot of resources for the tribe. If they rashly agree to prohibit their tribesmen from coming to the Catoer Mountains to adventure, I am afraid that many people in the tribe will resent this.

Anyway, the loss is the Green Field Tribe, and the other tribes present are the beneficiaries. Even if the benefits at hand are just chicken ribs, no one will easily let go.

"Chief Alan, your tribe is the landlord, let's listen to your opinions first. If it is appropriate, I will definitely cooperate with your requirements and go back and rectify the tribe."

Zorf's words were very beautiful, but in fact, he played a trick. There was no practical value in his words.

"Heh heh heh."

Alan smiled slightly. He had already anticipated the current situation, so he would not be angry at all.

"I have discussed it with Maggot Eye and the others. Our three tribes are willing to maintain the current situation and allow adventure teams from various tribes to operate in the Catoer Mountains. However, necessary rules must be established, which is why I invited everyone to participate in this meeting."

"The Thorns Ring organization's current position is a bit awkward. Usually, in addition to handling friction between the various tribes and mediating conflicts between our members, it has no other function."

"Although this was our original intention when we created this organization, the high-level members of our three tribes, as the main funders, feel that such a large investment only yields such a small return, which is a bit of a loss."

"It just so happens that the chaos in the Catoer Mountains is becoming more and more serious. I think it is time for the collective organization of the Thorns Ring to step forward and create a stable adventure environment, don't you think?"

"Chief Alan, is this necessary??"

Fendi interjected and asked.

"It is necessary!!"

Alan replied frankly.

"Our three tribes have decided to simultaneously develop the eastern foothills of the mountains. In the future, we plan to build a fortress castle at a suitable location in the eastern foothills to facilitate the rest and supply of adventurers entering and exiting. If you are interested, everyone can participate, but the way to participate will be different, that is, to participate in the name of the Thorns Ring, rather than individual tribes."

"Can I ask, what can we gain by doing this?"

Fendi and Shifenchi exchanged glances, and then one of them asked. Zorf, who was next to them and was about to open his mouth, closed his mouth again after hearing the lizardman's body temperature.

"What everyone can gain is the corresponding income collected through the management of adventurers."

"For example, the adventurers entering and leaving my Katuo Mountains are now a mixed bag. No one knows if there are bandits and thugs who make a living by preying on the weak. If we can register the adventurers entering and leaving the mountains, any unregistered adventurers entering the mountains will be regarded as infringing on the interests of our three tribes and can be directly killed or captured."

"And adventurers who want to register will naturally have to pay a certain registration fee, which is one source of income."

"At the same time, adventurers entering and leaving Donglu Castle for supplies and rest also need to pay city entry tax, which is also a source of income; there are also the sale of supplies for the fortress, the collection of resources obtained by adventurers, and so on…"

"We only need to join in the name of the Ring of Thorns to participate? Are there any other costs?"

Zolv still didn't believe that Allen, this hobgoblin, would be so kind as to share such a large piece of cake, and asked warily.

"Of course, there are conditions. That is, in the future, members of our Ring of Thorns need to maintain consistency in the alliance as long as it does not harm the interests of our own tribe. If there are disagreements or opinions on a certain matter, we must first resolve it through internal discussions within the organization. Only when it is determined that the interests of individual tribes do conflict with the interests of other tribes can they act freely."

The main event has finally arrived. The other tribal leaders all looked enlightened. However, compared to the preparations everyone had made to perfunctorily deal with Allen when they arrived, now that Allen had actually made this request, everyone was somewhat tempted.

Starting from humble beginnings, Allen knows very well that when cooperating with others or trying to win over other tribes, the most reliable thing is not the so-called alliance contract, personal relationship, or powerful strength, but the common interests they share.

When the two have common interests, they have a solid foundation. Then, through certain external means of restraint, such a relationship can develop in the long term and firmly.

The current Ring of Thorns can only be regarded as a fragile bond. It is good for maintaining everyone's daily relationship, but if you want everyone to abandon their original camp choices and original interest ties, and turn to support Allen with this relationship alone, tying themselves to him on the same rope, it is obviously an unrealistic fact.

Although Allen, with his current demigod strength, and with the three-tribe alliance behind him that has been basically integrated and almost considered a community, in the Northern Territory, apart from the foreign Drow Federation, there are almost no other forces that can compete with him.

Therefore, the rational Allen, after persuading Maggot Eye and Tim, decided to add chips to the Ring of Thorns organization, giving everyone an attractive cake to impress them.

"I have a question."

Zolv finally spoke, frowning slightly.

"Even if you decide to develop the eastern foothills of the Katuo Mountains, how long will it take to form a scale and effect? How much initial investment will be required?"

"Let me correct one point, it's not 'you,' but all of us together."

Allen raised his hand and pointed it a few times in Zolv's direction, speaking firmly.

"There is never a free lunch in the world. If you want to join in the development and benefits of the eastern foothills of the Katuo Mountains, then everyone must be consistent in the initial investment and development!"

"As for the time issue, it depends on how far-sighted you are! If you only care about immediate interests, then this project is indeed not a good project. According to the experience accumulated by our Green Field, if we start from scratch to lay roads, and then improve the subsequent castle facilities, and finally form a stable flow of adventurers, the time will be at least ten years."

"But if everyone takes a long-term view and is not eager for quick success, then after the eastern foothills officially start to make a profit, the continuous resources, adventure income, etc., will at least be equivalent to half of the income of your respective tribes."

"So, I'm just making a suggestion. As for how everyone chooses, I will never force it!"

Allen's serious tone echoed in the conference hall, and his eyes were particularly sharp, slowly sweeping across everyone's faces. The 7-8 tribal leaders around him fell into contemplation under Allen's gaze.

Obviously, Allen said that he would not force everyone, but in fact, he was using this matter as an opportunity to force everyone to make a choice: whether to decide to participate in this matter that will definitely have good benefits in the future, and thus tie themselves to Allen, or give up participating in the action and be targeted and suppressed by Allen from now on.

"Allen, I am definitely willing to join!!"

"Chief Allen, count us in on this matter. If you need anything, just speak up."

At this time, Nicol and Ted, the leaders of the two medium-sized tribes, came into play. The two legendary powerhouses, who had been silent and had no sense of presence before, loudly stated their attitude and choice when the other three legendary tribal leaders were still hesitating.

Heart of the Wild was originally a vassal of the Green Field tribe. In the future, Nicol also wanted to join the alliance with the power of Green Field after his tribe's conditions were met. It was certainly impossible to go against Allen at this time. Ted was also helpless. Although their dark elves had not completely sided with the Green Field tribe, most of their daily expenses still had to rely on Green Field's channels. At the same time, their territory was sandwiched by Green Field, and they did not dare to easily offend Allen.

Of course, even if these two legendary leaders expressed their opinions, it would not be of much help to Allen. After all, they had not yet met the conditions for joining the alliance. Even if they had their support, there would be no feedback in the alliance.

Fendi and Sphinx, the two lizardmen leaders, constantly exchanged glances, occasionally leaning together to discuss in a low voice. Zolv's face was even more filled with struggle. At least for him, the path that Allen was laying out in front of him was indeed making him troubled.

Unlike the two lizardmen tribes, who did not like to get involved in the alliance's factional struggles, therefore, no matter how they chose, they were calm and composed. As for Ulok of the gnoll clan, he naturally had a good relationship with the Pale Night tribe. In addition, Davinci, as the strongest existence in the gnoll clan, was also the biggest idol and pride in the hearts of most gnoll warriors, and Ulok's gnolls were no exception.

The only thing that made Zolv feel fortunate was that the Pale Night's sphere of influence was basically in the central wilderness area. Because the journey was too far away in the Northern Territory, Ulok only maintained a friendly relationship with the Pale Night tribe, but it could not be considered the core of Davinci's holy order.

Even if he turned to support Allen this time because of Allen's shock and temptation, the Pale Night would be beyond his reach and would not be able to do anything to his tribe.