Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 806 - 535 The Long-Term Plan of the Roinhein Clan_2

Chapter 806: Chapter 535 The Long-Term Plan of the Roinhein Clan_2

In the area of Magic Bred Warhorses, Gaven was a novice, but when it came to the cultivation of Gnolls and Hobgoblins, he was an indisputable expert – many things were transferable.

After understanding the crux of the matter, Gaven directly raised the price, "A Gigantic Warhorse for fifteen hundred each, I can manage to provide a thousand for you. Gigantic Bison for a thousand each, also up to a thousand heads, and you may choose between males and females. However, not here, but over at Blood Gorge City across the Giant Plains. If you’re concerned about the safety of the Giant Plains, I will send someone to deliver them to you."

Since the other party intended to use them as breeding stock, they certainly couldn’t be sold as ordinary livestock.

He also had no plans to peddle the existing livestock of the migrating army, but rather to have Blood Gorge City prepare more. It seemed that the Giant Plains still held considerable value to be exploited.

Another few thousand Gigantic Wild Horses and Bison wouldn’t be a problem to roundup.

With another turn of the head, that was millions in pure profit – they were all wild and grown freely; the only effort was to find and domesticate them.

Unfortunately, this was a one-shot deal.

The Gigantic Wild Animals on the Giant Plains were also a rather precious existence; to find three or five in a group of a hundred wild horses was already quite impressive.

Most of the Gigantic livestock currently possessed by the Blood Claw Legion had not been captured in the wild by themselves but were mostly tributes from the Monster Tribes, accumulated over time.

In order to prepare tributes for the Blood Claw Legion, these Monster Tribes would take the initiative to collect Gigantic livestock from the wild.

Once the first wave of benefits was consumed, they could only wait for slow regeneration – this could only be an additional supplement.

Establishing Gigantic herds was the strategic long-term plan.

After hearing Gaven’s offer, Mage Anbala’s face soured as he said helplessly, "It’s not that we want to bargain, but the warhorses we’ve brought this time are mostly pack horses. All things considered, they’re worth two million in total. According to your prices, we still owe you half a million."

Since the other party held the uniqueness of the goods in their hands, they truly had no room to haggle.

Furthermore, in terms of breeding stock, Gaven’s prices were quite fair.

But it was Anbala’s first experience of being in the business; after all the effort the Horse Sellers had made, they were the ones who had to pay a hefty sum to the Horse Buyers.

Gaven pondered briefly, then asked instead of answering, "How many warhorses did you bring this time?"

"A thousand Heavy Warhorses, two thousand Light Cavalry, and the rest are mixed pack horses, totaling around ten thousand. According to the market price on the City of Brilliance side, that would be approximately two million two hundred thousand," Anbala declared directly with a total figure.

Deals of their scale tended to overlook various miscellaneous concerns, such as some warhorses being pregnant or accompanied by foals.

"Where is the herd now? They haven’t entered Efanso, right?" This was one of Gaven’s major concerns.

"No, such a large herd, how could it possibly enter the city? What’s more, the current situation in Efanso is very unstable; we don’t dare to concentrate the warhorses here. The herd is over at the Green Wilderness, on their way here, and will arrive in a couple days," Anbala replied. They were a group of shrewd merchants, achieving flexibility and adaptability in assessing the situation was one of their top abilities.

"We’ve got old ties. First, there was a delay in delivery, and later a change in the payment method. I’ll take the initiative to step back, let’s proceed with the quantities I mentioned. However, I will only be responsible for transporting the Gigantic livestock across the Giant Plains; the rest will be for you to handle. How does that sound?" Gaven was now flush with wealth and no longer needed to be as penny-pinching as he was a month ago when he was buying warhorses.

If something could be resolved with three hundred thousand, he’d settle it on the spot, freeing up manpower and resources that might help him earn several times more in return. He had become somewhat addicted to making fast money.

He saw no need to rush back to the Valley. There were countless opportunities for him to make his mark on the Giant Dragon Coast, such as this Efanso outside.

That old saying held true – one’s circumstances constantly change according to their abilities.

Gaven’s abilities were growing too rapidly, which was why his thoughts seemed particularly unfettered.

Who could have guessed that by merely traveling a thousand-plus kilometers, their power would multiply several times?

Once the warhorses from Anfield Village were under his control, his power would surge yet again.

Not only could Nola’s Heavy Cavalry Legion expand to two thousand men, but he could also raise a Light Cavalry Legion of two thousand men.

Not all the hands necessarily came from the migrating army; this land of political chaos was paradise for various mercenaries and braves. Here, everything had its price, including lives, including loyalty.

Their loyalty wasn’t to him, but to the price he would offer.

Gaven’s approach now was simply to wield his vast wealth.

As long as he named the price, mercenaries would flock to him like the tide.

Even Anbala, who had seen much, was taken aback by Gaven’s display of wealth and was compelled to reassess the young man before him. Was he the same person who, a month ago in Anfield Village, had been meticulously parsing through trade contracts word by word?

But a closer examination of his actions in Anfield Village revealed that it seemed to be his consistent style – he only appeared exceptionally stingy when they were negotiating the sale of warhorses.