Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 915 - 571 Distant Relations, Close Attacks_3

Chapter 915: Chapter 571 Distant Relations, Close Attacks_3

If it weren’t for Gaven and the Conqueror Army he led, the Avenger Rebellion Army would have no idea when they could overthrow Arms or the magnitude of sacrifices required to do so, if they could do it at all.

She didn’t possess Gaven’s memories from another life, unaware that even without Gaven or the Conqueror Army, she could have managed.

Fate had already changed, there was no longer an answer to this matter.

"This is simple, if you wish, you can absolutely invite Ms. Katherine to send a dedicated Sacrificer of Lady Strategy to you, for direct teaching; I believe she would be delighted to agree to this," Gaven suggested.

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Baron. I will go back and do that," Yeshandalah couldn’t help but slap her forehead, having been so busy lately that she didn’t even think of such a simple method.

The other party wasn’t just any ordinary Lord, but one of the Chosen of the True God, whose primary task was to spread the faith. Sending the appropriate dedicated priests to the leaders of major powers was a shortcut to accomplishing the task.

"I will be leaving this place immediately, as it won’t be needed for a while; if you need it, I will leave it to you," Gaven stood up and said his farewells.

"We just need a quiet place to study these materials, so we will not refuse your kindness," Yeshandalah did not reject Gaven’s generosity. A city of merely twelve thousand inhabitants had abruptly crammed in twice the number of military and civilians, making it extremely crowded inside out, hardly finding any place of tranquility.

After seeing Gaven off, Yeshandalah and Fan Ruina didn’t immediately resume perusing the materials but looked at each other for a long while; their recent interaction with Gaven felt almost like a dream, with many elements they wouldn’t have dared to imagine before.

Fan Ruina couldn’t help but ask, "Squad leader, can we really trust him? Isn’t he just making up stuff to keep our mouths shut?"

"You’ve been in contact with him for a while, do you think he’s that kind of person?" Yeshandalah asked in return.

"No..."

"There you have it," Yeshandalah smiled and pinched Fan Ruina’s cheek, "Open your mind, they’ve told us to think big. If we don’t break our old molds, how can we know the vastness of the world outside? Whether he’s fooling us or not, we have no other choice. This was the cost of our decision to borrow the troops.

And in the eyes of other cities, we’re mere puppets set up by the Conqueror Army, they definitely won’t show us any good faces; binding with them for development is our best choice."

"Squad leader, you changed too quickly. When we first came, you didn’t speak like this..."

"It’s not that I’ve changed quickly, but the dream they painted for us is bigger and better than any we could have imagined. Once exposed to it, there’s no going back. Most importantly, this dream isn’t just a dream, but one that can be realized. Don’t you want to see what a fair, prosperous, and united Giant Dragon Coast looks like?"

"I do! It’s what I dream of!"

"Then study this material well, it’s the ladder to that dream. Try to memorize it in your mind, and after we leave this door, tear it up and let it rot inside you, never mention it to anyone, including our brothers in the squad. From now on, this is our dream, our vision."

"Understood."

...

One month of heavy rainfall significantly transformed both Yewen Pond and Ashaba River.

The water level of Yewen Pond rose by ten meters, tripling its original size, and directly submerged the river beach lands originally farmed by Anbao Boat Village, pushing the waters up to Weizemay Manor and the New Village, making them lakeside estates and towns.

When Weizemay Manor was initially sited, flooding issues during the Comanso rainy season had been considered thoroughly.

The name Yewen Pond turned out to be truly apt, as only a pond would change size with rainfall, whereas a lake remains relatively stable.

Compared to advancing three kilometers towards Battle Valley, the main increase occurred upstream in the Three Rivers, especially towards Deep Forest Valley at the junction of the three rivers, which submerged nearly ten kilometers; no wonder the land there was so fertile yet devoid of any building remains. Yearly flooding prevented any permanent settlement.

The water level of Ashaba River also surged to the same increased height, with the Three Rivers Region being slightly better off, as it belonged to the remnants of cut-off Dun Hills, which were relatively higher.

However, going downstream for twenty to thirty kilometers, the situation became dire. Blocked by Dun Hills near Taser Valley, the swollen river couldn’t threaten that area; instead, all the high waters were pushed toward Battle Valley, inundating the riverside territories by ten kilometers, reaching right up to the edge of Yewen Forest.

The muddy lands between Dun Hills and Good Fortune Tooth Mountain Range were completely submerged. Flanked by the two mountains, the river turned extraordinarily turbulent, resembling an angry water dragon, surging furiously for twenty to thirty kilometers without slowing down.

Thus, the riverbanks here faced particularly severe impacts. Those embankments backed by the remnants of Dun Hills could withstand the test, becoming purely reliant on manpower afterwards proved to be increasingly insufficient; it was here that the dyke broke, and the floodwaters rushed wildly towards Sambia.

Now, the water level here had significantly decreased, hundreds of intermediate-low level spellcasters, under the leadership of several advanced spellcasters, tirelessly cast spells to rebuild the embankments.

The real problem was downstream from Black Feather Bridge. Here wasn’t an alluvial plain but congruent with Scar Gorge; the sheer cliffs unnoticed under the river’s surface belonged to mountain ridges tilted from north to south, generally flooding towards Sambia.

Due to the selfish practices of Sambiyan Merchants, this situation had now been reversed.