Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 700 - 501 Initial Framework Formation_3

Chapter 700: Chapter 501 Initial Framework Formation_3

"I have considered that problem," Gaven’s brow furrowed involuntarily, "I have a preliminary plan, which is to purchase all the food from the citizens at market prices, manage it collectively, and distribute it uniformly, setting up army-style kitchens by the hundred, which will save a lot of time."

As for the heavy items that those citizens need to carry, after registration, I will transport them to the manor through the Shadow Plane, making the journey much lighter for them when it’s time to travel."

This is a typical military administration model.

By then, what they would be leading is not a group of migrants, but an army.

"We think alike; I will personally step in to help push this matter forward," Zalanda volunteered.

"No one else but City Lord is suitable for this matter; others do not have such high influence. After all, this is a matter related to their survival, and there could easily be resistance," Gaven couldn’t help sighing, "The best solution would actually be not to pay cash on the spot, but to settle after they arrive at the Valley, maybe to offset the payment with food. However, this requires a very high level of trust, which I fear even City Lord does not possess."

"Gaining people’s trust is a long and arduous task. As long as you can successfully lead them back to the Valley, you will have initially achieved this," Zalanda also knew the difficulty of this task, "Even I can’t fully persuade them, so we’ll prepare a two-pronged approach. Those willing to sell their food to us will have their food supplied by us the whole way. For those who are unwilling, let them sort it out themselves until they decide to sell to us. I estimate a large portion of the food trade will take place on the road, so prepare yourself mentally."

"This is indeed an effective compromise," Gaven agreed, "The migration process will also be a time for us to build mutual trust. Let’s do as City Lord suggested."

What Gaven and Zalanda were discussing had one major precondition: that the food provided on the road was sufficiently abundant and the distribution was fair and reasonable. Only then would the citizens gradually sell their food to them for centralized management; otherwise, it would have the opposite effect.

On this, not only the parties involved — Gaven — but even Zalanda was confident, because she believed Gaven was not short-sighted and would not make foolish choices for a meager benefit.

As a series of policies were rolled out, they indeed caused a sensation throughout Darama.

"What do you think about selling our food to Lord Gaven for him to manage and distribute it military-style?"

"There are pros and cons."

"Let’s hear the details."

"The advantage is, by selling our food to Lord Gaven, it’s like he’s bearing the cost of migration food for us at no charge, which reduces our burden along the way. We can set off with only the most essential luggage. He’s already recruiting at the station, showing a lot of Gold Coin and silver, which can’t be fake. I heard that some people have already entered military management, and the meals provided are very good."

"And the downside?"

"The downside is, without food in hand, we’re completely tied to Lord Gaven, and we have to follow him into the unknown. If there’s a food shortage, it will be a collective issue, and then everything will depend on Lord Gaven’s way of doing things."

"The downside you mentioned, I don’t think exists. Haven’t we chosen to embark on the path of migration, trusting Lord Zalanda, trusting Lord Gaven’s character, believing that in the Valley, we’ll seek a better life? If we can’t give him that trust, we might as well stay put in Darama, at least there’s no risk to bear."

"As for being completely bound, once you’re out in the wilderness, even if you have plenty of food, will you leave the main group and enter the wild on your own?"

"Once we set out, we must follow the main group into the unknown; we must trust Lord Gaven."

"When they choose to forcibly collect food and enforce military management, what do you plan to do?"

"Therefore, the most correct choice is to obey the major policy, sell all the food and supplies to Lord Gaven, take the Gold Coin and set off."

"If City Lord wants our loyalty, he has to treat us well. Even slaves aren’t left to starve on the road by their Slave Masters; otherwise, they lose their value."

"Sir, your words are truly wise, analyzing the situation thoroughly. Anyways, with the food I have on hand, there’s no way I could make it to the Valley on my own. I would rather leave it in Lord Gaven’s hands from the start."

"By then, I’ll have saved all my food supplies, and I’ve heard that the Valley is famously a granary; we could use the Gold Coin in hand to buy even more food."

"Yes, even if we prepare enough food for the journey, what will we do once we reach the Valley? In the end, won’t we still rely on Lord Gaven? The decision is merely a matter of sooner or later."

"Even if we sell, we shouldn’t do so completely sincerely; prepare some portable food in advance for emergencies."

"Ha, even a fool would have that bit of smarts."

"Now that you mention it, I’m even worse than a fool."

"You didn’t sell everything, did you?"

"Yes, it’s just me after all. One person is full, and the family isn’t hungry. Don’t forget my original profession; I am a Hunter. With a bow in hand, roaming the wilderness — could I worry about not getting food?"

"Right, I hear they’re recruiting Hunters like you upfront, setting up a Hunting Team; probably for hunting supplies along the way."

"I just came back from there. They gave me this badge and told me to report to the military camp. I don’t know what work I’ll be assigned to."

"No matter what kind of work, it’s a good thing. I’ve heard that no matter what job it is, there will be corresponding subsidies, to be settled once we reach the Valley."

"Is there such a good thing? I wonder if there’s a suitable job for me?"

"You can go and ask; at the very least, you can become a gatherer."

"Let’s go and find out together."