Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 723 - 509: Choosing a Location to Build a City is More than Just Planning_2

Chapter 723: Chapter 509: Choosing a Location to Build a City is More than Just Planning_2

"Haha, it’s mainly because the Chief of Staff’s plan is so compelling that it involuntarily leads one to fantasize. That’s right, these are all too distant; we should focus on the present. City Lord, what are your thoughts?"

All eyes converged on Gaven, as the final decision was up to him.

"City Lord, what is your opinion on this?" Gaven did not immediately express a stance but instead turned his head to seek Zalanda’s opinion.

Because the original reason for transferring Blood Claw to Thacel was not for immigration, but to solve the Goblin menace in the Marching Mountains.

Zalanda clearly knew what Gaven was referring to and said with a smile, "Plans are not set in stone, of course, we should choose what benefits us more. Disrupting the situation in the Marching Mountains is not beyond Blood Claw General’s capabilities; we could fully reallocate a Hobgoblin Army from Blood Claw General’s forces to assist with that later on.

The situation here, however, truly requires a General; if they grow strong in this region, it would be extremely advantageous for Darama.

We would not only have a new trade route connecting Giant Dragon Bay and the Vihong Sea.

Amu’s Ruitawen City would be caught between us, forcing them, in many aspects, to lean towards us.

In addition, this is advantageous for future immigration. The journey from Darama to this place would be transformed into a low-risk open road; those intending to immigrate could bring their food and arrive here along the migration route."

Gaven nodded, understanding Zalanda’s intentions, and then his gaze shifted to the Hobgoblin Warlord, the direct person involved, and asked, "General, what is your opinion?"

To many, Gaven’s question seemed somewhat redundant.

The opinion of Blood Claw was uncontrollably reflected on his face; his already reddish complexion turned even redder, and his long nose was exhaling hot breath.

Veranika’s analysis was quite accurate; to Humans, this place is indeed an unmistakable Hell Shura Field.

But for Hobgoblins, it’s paradise, because the God Kingdom of their race’s Great Power Maglubiyet is in the Shura Plane, and they are faced with endless warfare every day.

What Blood Claw valued most, however, was the Giant Plains’ characteristic of producing Hobgoblin Giants.

A hundred-strong troop of Hobgoblin Giants made him invincible.

What if there were a thousand, ten thousand?

The very thought was exhilarating beyond control.

But to build a city, support from Gaven was indispensable.

Leading troops in battle was his forte, but building a true fortress, that was beyond his capabilities.

Especially as the number of troops under his command grew, he clearly felt the pressure of logistical supplies.

With a few thousand, he could rely on plundering for sustenance; but as the population neared ten thousand, this method became insufficient, requiring a stable and reliable supply chain.

This is also a key reason why Monster Tribes seldom grow beyond ten thousand or establish their own nations.

Lacking the knack for large-scale agricultural production, they tend to splinter due to internal strife for survival as numbers increase.

Forget building a city, even for the Blood Claw Legion to further develop and grow, they must cling firmly to Gaven’s leg.

Therefore, despite an immense longing, Blood Claw said with utmost respect, "We will comply with all of the City Lord’s arrangements."

Blood Claw’s response caught many by surprise.

They couldn’t help but nod in approval; this answer was on another level, far better than simply agreeing to build the city.

Pushing for the city’s construction was not his immediate objective; ensuring he would be the highest Leader after its establishment was what he needed to do.

Expecting to buy a bicycle but ending up with a Rolls-Royce was not a first for Gaven; he had grown accustomed to it and decisively said, "Fine, we will build the city here. But before that, there’s an issue: where exactly should the city be built?"

Veranika, who had initially proposed the plan, took the opportunity to suggest, "This city, being one for war, must prioritize defense and must not be situated in a wide-open area with no cover. This place is backed by an offshoot of the Snowflake Mountain Range, so I suggest selecting a suitable location in that direction."

"These matters are of no use being discussed in the abstract. Send out the Air Recon Troops, especially those Erde and Eagle-Tribe Gnolls, have them scout the surroundings. They possess certain expertise in this matter. Commander Susie, this task involves the entire Pitfall Legion; you take the primary responsibility, particularly note any areas suitable for establishing quarries." Gaven trusted the Gnolls’ instincts and professionalism more, particularly those he had trained himself.

"As you command." Susie rose to acknowledge the order.

"Is there anything else to discuss?" Gaven’s eyes swept across everyone, "If not, let’s adjourn and start preparing for the construction of the city!"

"Has the City Lord perhaps forgotten something?" Kellysha said eagerly, "What about our friendly competition?"

"I haven’t forgotten, but this can wait. I find that your battles rely too much on the innate abilities and instincts brought by Professional Level, lacking systematic training. Currently, the competitions would be more about who excels in those areas, and in Golia, many have started tapping into Highland Resonance.

Just with a slight height advantage, Hobgoblin Giants would have a tough time gaining the upper hand against you. It would be better to wait until I’ve developed a systematic training method, let you all finish that training, and then it wouldn’t be too late to compete."

The previous bout with the Hobgoblin Giants gave Gaven insights that many Legendary Warriors did not possess.