Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 761 - 522 Splitting Forces Four Ways_1

Chapter 761: Chapter 522 Splitting Forces Four Ways_1

"Finding a spot for establishing massive farms is easy, but turning it into a real farm is hard," Blood Claw knew his own affairs well, getting the Hobgoblins to swing swords was easy, swinging a hoe was much harder.

"That’s easy to handle, you’ll be responsible for the enclosures, and when the time comes, I’ll send people to assist you, but it won’t be for free, there will be a reasonable charge," With his own industries growing, Gaven had also begun to adjust his strategies appropriately, even for his own people, support was no longer purely free of charge.

This approach would allow him to gather some funds into his own hands to do something bigger.

Of course, during the initial stages of pioneering and layout, it was another story; that was part of the basic investment at the beginning.

Blood Claw had already passed that period and needed to "recycle the blood" back to Gaven.

"We don’t mind paying, we just fear that there won’t be people available," Blood Claw grinned, "In fact, I have already scouted a good piece of land nearby and would like to ask the City Lord to give us all the Troll Corpses, and we will turn them into special industries and products."

"Good, I just have one condition, that the processing work is not to be carried out alongside the migrating army, and that the raw materials obtained from the processing should be processed by yourselves if you can, and if not, let me handle the further processing. The finished products will be split fifty-fifty," Gaven didn’t need to ask to know what Blood Claw wanted to do.

These Troll Corpses represented a unique commodity; in many cities, some Alchemists were willing to pay high prices to hire mercenaries to collect Troll Corpses, for their experiments and Alchemy Potions.

Troll bones could be used to make weapon handles, bone ornaments, or special Magic Wands with a chance to exhibit special abilities related to regeneration.

The flesh was an excellent material for making Regeneration Alchemy Potions.

The rest, the miscellaneous useless substances, could be buried in the ground to cultivate herbs related to Regeneration Potions.

Gaven had also planned to hand over the initial processing work to Blood Claw, even without his request.

After all, Trolls were not animals, but humanoid creatures, and when Humans processed them in large numbers, their morale was greatly affected due to religious beliefs and morals, which significantly increased their psychological stress. The Hobgoblins, known as a butcher race, had more advantages in this regard.

"That’s doable," Blood Claw naturally had no reason to refuse, just having to do some dirty and tiring work. This wasn’t valuable; the valuable part was the skilled work that followed.

"Besides this, do you have any other good ideas? Speak them all out for us to consider," Gaven directly followed this thread, knowing it would unravel many new possibilities.

"What remains is to rely on the migration route established by the City Lord for regular trade activities. We will provide army protection services for the merchants along the way, especially when crossing the Giant Plains, and naturally, it will be reasonable to charge a protection fee," Blood Claw’s business mentality was as unconventional as ever, "We only hope that before you leave, the City Lord can clear the trade route to the Deepflow Lake Cross-Lake Bridge."

"That’s natural, I will not only help you clear the trade route to the Deepflow Lake Cross-Lake Bridge but will also clear the route to the Wailing Dwarf Kingdom. However, these are just the initial constructions; the subsequent fine-tuning and maintenance will depend on you," This had been a plan set from the beginning, especially since the Giant Elephant Treants had the advantage of building roads on the plains.

"For free?" Blood Claw cautiously asked.

"You’ve entered the role quite quickly," Gaven said with a stern face, "It’s charged."

"Ah..." Blood Claw’s face turned bitter.

This was a super project, costing millions of Gold Coins, far exceeding their financial capacity.

"Haha..." Gaven couldn’t help but laugh, no longer teasing him, "Although it’s charged, you’ve already paid the fee. Everything you’ve done on the Giant Plains is a prepayment."

Blood Claw laughed along, "City Lord, you really can joke. You gave me quite the scare. How are you planning for the Wailing Dwarfs?"

Although he hadn’t personally been to the Wailing Dwarfs, from the tidbits he got from Gaven’s return, it wasn’t hard to discern that it was a well-defended place.

If that area was also developed, his Blood Canyon would no longer be isolated and without support.

"When you were sweeping the Giant Plains, did you come across any Gnoll Tribes?" Gaven wasn’t inclined to let the Hobgoblin Tribe handle the Wailing Dwarfs; he preferred the Gnolls, first, because they were familiar and easy to control, and second, because of the presence of mineral veins, not only producing iron ore but also Troll Gems.

"We didn’t see any on the plains, but it’s said that there are a significant number of Gnolls in the Troll Mountains and the Giant Run Mountain Range. If the City Lord wishes to gather them, I can have people pay attention to their movements," Blood Claw understood Gaven’s intent.

Not only did he not object, but he also wholeheartedly supported it.

They used to fight the Gnolls bitterly, nearly beating their brains out.

Now, however, they appreciated this race as an auxiliary military force.

And their size ensured they could never become the main fighting race. Even if among them emerged a giant-sized Gnoll, it would still be a Great Gnoll, not a Gnoll Giant, posing no threat to their position here.

"No need, you already have enough tasks. The job of gathering the Gnolls is better left to our professionals," Gaven turned to Zalanda, "City Lord, I need to call my people back."