The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 258 Attilan’s Magic Farm

Attilan smiled and took out the various ingredients prepared by the old fish man from the dimensional bag.

"I brought some good things and asked someone to set up an iron plate. I did it myself. While we were eating, we talked about what happened to the frost giants in the north."

The dwarf king waved and laughed boldly.

"Okay, it's been a long time since I've had food cooked by the dragon master himself. I recall when we went to the desert to compete for forged treasures. At that time, the dragon master caught a desert monitor lizard and roasted it into golden pieces of meat."

"That taste, I have never tasted such delicious barbecue for the second time. Although dwarves are good at using flame cast iron, cooking with flames seems to be quite untalented."

The dwarf king gave an order, and the surrounding guards set up the barbecue grill as quickly as possible. These guards also went together to the expedition. The guards also got a piece of meat for such a big desert monitor lizard.

Now they have the opportunity to taste the dragon master's barbecue skills again. They are more active than the dwarf king. At least the dwarf king can still enjoy the skills of the palace chef.

They were miserable and had to endure the messy stew made by the person at home. If they dared to say something about the food being unpalatable, an ax as big as a door panel would be struck on their heads.

Dwarf women have even hotter tempers than men, which is why elite dwarf female warriors continue to emerge.

Attilan handed a bunch of golden-colored roasted meats, each piece of meat about the size of a fist, to the dwarf king. The dwarf king couldn't wait to eat it.

"You can still eat white yak? I remember that it is a magic cow cultivated by frost giants that carries a certain amount of ice element blood. Does it taste delicious?"

"Don't give up! We have traded with the New Giants for a large number of iron farm tools that can be used in low-temperature environments for a long time. In order to meet their tall bodies, a lot of materials are used."

"The beef raised in the land under the Dragon Lord's rule must be delicious. The alpine yaks raised by our dwarves, or even the white yaks raised by the Frost Giants using magic, do not have such good meat quality."

"Needless to say, Dwarf King, do you hope that I can help you get some more high-quality frost wheat?"

The white yak is very tall. After all, it is raised by giants as supplementary meat. Its back is three meters high. The meat cut from one cow can feed twenty dwarves.

The white yak, a magical beast with ice elemental blood, is simply their favorite.

"The price of farm tools is naturally not cheap, so we got a lot of the frost wheat and white yaks they grew from the New Giants. They eat the wheat themselves and use the wheat straw to feed the cattle."

"Dragon Lord, I found that the wheat that the Frost Giants traded to us contained some better-quality wheat grains. After eating it, it actually improved my ability to become a god."

"Roughly remove the skin and internal organs, then use a wooden stick to beat the beef without separating the bones into meat paste, and finally eat the beef paste with ice in it raw?"

The dwarf king frowned and shook his head.

The corner of Attilan's mouth twitched. Only the frost giants could eat such barbaric cooking techniques. No, there were also white dragons.

Attilan was handling the white yak, and the dwarf king came up to him with a smile and said:

Attilan smiled and nodded. He finally understood why the dwarf king just said that the dwarves would fully support him.

"But if I can eat it every day, it will be of great help to my children to improve their strength, especially when they compete for the next dwarf king in the future, so I..."

"Since I'm here today, let me try to analyze the cooking methods that are most suitable for white yaks. I don't think the dwarf king would be reluctant to part with a few white yaks, right?"

"Go and bring five white yaks to the Dragon Lord."

The dwarf king jumped up excitedly.

Many young white dragons are attracted by the traps set by the Frost Giants with white yak meat sauce. Stupid white dragon babies are always caught in such simple traps. Who makes white dragons like to eat meat frozen into ice cubes.

"I can feel that the meat quality of white yak is actually not bad, but we dwarves cannot develop suitable cooking techniques. We cannot be like the frost giants."

"Although the effect is not very great, if I hadn't been practicing for nearly three hundred years, I might not have noticed this weak improvement. This improvement is nothing to me."

"The number of white yaks raised is much greater than that of the savage Frost Giants. Last time, fifty white yaks were traded to us in one go, and now there are still forty left."

The dwarf king nodded.

"Yes."

"High-quality frost wheat should also be helpful for the growth of frost giants. I don't know how much I can get. I wonder if the dwarf king has calculated how much frost wheat a dwarf needs to cultivate a god and come to earth in one day?"

"At least ten kilograms, and it is eaten together with the black-horned sheep that we have specially cultivated to assist the gods in descending to the earth. With the help of the two formulas, we will definitely awaken the gods to descend to the earth."

Attilan said firmly:

"Since the dwarf king is firmly on my side, no matter what, I will get you at least one share of frost wheat so that you can put your favorite child on the throne."

The dwarf king seemed a little embarrassed, but finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Only for myself...thank you Dragon Lord."

Although frost wheat grows very big, a grain of wheat is actually very light. It is really not easy to get four thousand kilograms of high-quality frost wheat from a frost giant for one person a year.

"Dragon Lord, don't worry, I will exchange high-quality magic weapons with you for those frost wheat."

Attilan rubbed his chin and looked north.

"Dwarf King, in order for the Frost Giants to grow high-quality food, I think the farm tools you trade to them should be of slightly better quality."

"By the way, there is one more thing that I may need to trouble you with. The Grand Duke of the Western Region of the Northland Kingdom. I have some deals with him. He has recently had some ideas about the position of the King of the Northland."

"There must be a lack of weapons and equipment. I hope you will send an envoy to tell him that he can pay a deposit in gold coins and then settle the payment in food after he conquers the southern border."

Although the dwarf king didn't understand why Attilan wanted to interfere in the internal affairs of the Northland Kingdom, he still nodded.

"No problem, I will write a letter soon and ask the envoy to take it to the Grand Duke."

If it were a dwarf king who needed to trade farm tools and weapons for food from the Northland Kingdom before getting the food grown by the wood elves, he would certainly not have rashly intervened in this rebellion.

"Actually, he came to me before, but our tradition is not to interfere in the needs of weapons and equipment during human civil wars. Anyway, no matter who is the winner, they will definitely continue to buy agricultural tools and weapons from us."

"But since the Dragon Lord has made a request, I will definitely try my best to satisfy it. I just don't know how many weapons and equipment the Dragon Lord needs me to provide him with?"

Attilan smiled and said:

"We want him to be able to defeat the Southern Territory and the King's Territory, but he can't win too easily."

The dwarf king nodded and said:

"Except for the Northern Territory, the King's Territory and the other three territories all have transactions with us. There are even many dwarves helping them maintain weapons and equipment in the Northern Kingdom. I have a basic understanding of the number of troops in the four regions."

<divclass="contentadv">"If you want the Grand Duke of the West to win, you may need to provide him with 20,000 sets of weapons and armor. It would be too difficult for one West to fight against the entire Northern Kingdom."

"The Grand Duke of the Western Territory has joined forces with the Grand Duke of the Eastern Territory to launch a rebellion. The pressure should not be that great. After taking over the Southern Territory, they will basically seal the victory."

The dwarf king turned his eyes and began to calculate how many weapons and equipment he would need for the Grand Duke of the West.

"With five thousand sets, they should be able to take over the Southern Territory. With the additional equipment from the Southern Territory, it won't be a problem for them to take down the Royal Capital. It just depends on their ability whether they can take over the Royal Capital."

By this time, the dwarf king almost understood what Attilan wanted to do. He was indeed more straightforward, but it did not mean that he was a fool. Being able to become the dwarf king and secure his position proved that he was a qualified king.

"Since the Dragon Lord wants the North Kingdom, I naturally want to help."

There are always signs that the dwarf king understands that as long as he hugs Attilan's thigh, the dwarf kingdom can develop better, and the dwarf kingdom may nominally cease to exist.

But they dwarves must still live in these mining cities, paying farm tools, weapons, and armor as they do now, in exchange for food that meets their daily needs.

They even became Attilan's people. When they suffered a disaster and were unable to provide enough ore output, Attilan would arrange manpower and material resources for disaster relief.

The Dwarf King had long seen that this Dragon Lord thought he was fierce, cunning, and ambitious, but in fact, he was a good person deep down.

Have you ever seen a greedy and vicious king who would share food with his people and let them eat until they couldn't eat anymore?

The big pot of rice prepared by Attilan for his family members was not only all-you-can-eat, but of course he didn't have to pay attention to the work, and the whip was directly hit on his body.

If you want to be lazy and eat his free rice, it is only possible in a dream.

Year-round, the druid's control over nature allows Attilan's dependents to do endless farm work in every season.

Especially now, the land in the kingdom still needs to be reclaimed into farmland, and the farmland that has been reclaimed still needs to be cultivated. Most of the farmland that was once reclaimed from the wasteland is used for farming.

Now it is nourished by water veins, and at the same time, fertile pasture has been planted for five consecutive years, and the reclaimed farmland has basically turned into a middle field.

The lower field can only harvest 80% of the yield, the middle field can harvest 100%, and the upper field can harvest 120%. Of course, the upper field can hardly be cultivated directly in fertile wetlands.

After several years of maintenance, most of the farmland reclaimed from the wetlands has been turned into fields, and the Hedong water town has become the kingdom's granary, producing almost 70% of the food.

If the wasteland had not been transformed into a grassland and a large number of meat livestock had been raised, the core position of Dajiao Town would not have been preserved.

In fact, the current Dajiao Town is also composed of two parts, the old Dajiao Town in the west, and the new Dajiao Town in the east of the river near the wetland. The two urban areas look like a pair of sharp horns from the air, representing the Kingdom of Atlantis. strength.

"I know that the Dwarf Kingdom has been purchasing food from the Northland Kingdom. After all, the distance is close. The transportation of food from the Water Elf Kingdom is long and the losses are high."

"Don't worry, Dwarf King. I will definitely protect your food. The land under my rule has opened up more and more farmland, which has exceeded the production in the southern part of the Northern Kingdom."

The dwarf king's eyes widened.

"Has Lord Dragon already produced so much food in less than five years since he founded the country?"

Attilan nodded proudly.

"That's right. Thanks to some loyal talents under my command who worked non-stop to open up farmland and cultivate fine seeds, we have the current food production."

In fact, it has been possible to cultivate crops beyond the southern border for hundreds of years. Almost all suitable and even unsuitable land has been cultivated into farmland to produce food. Attilan not only counts his Hexi, Hedong, and even the newly semi-green grasslands.

Even the three halfling towns, which are not yet fully under control, are included.

The town closest to the forest has fully moved towards Attilan. In the town on the river bank, the mayor has been replaced by a halfling who is close to the Kingdom of Atlantis through the efforts of Fitz and Ainz.

Even the Iron Mine Town, which is closest to the dwarves, has noticed the change in the direction of the wind. After all, even the dwarves who protect them have turned to the Dragon Lord. Naturally, they know what the right choice is.

The halflings in the three towns, as well as the tauren, fishmen, and centaurs who have infiltrated over the years, have doubled the farmland in the three towns. The mills opened by more than a dozen tauren, centaurs, and horses have also quickly turned wheat into flour. .

The oases in the southwest desert had all been captured by Attilan's generals without the intervention of the dwarves or wood elves.

There are even druids stationed in the larger oases, and they are beginning to try to connect these oases together. Now all that is needed is the emergence of a water vein that nourishes life.

The druid responsible for transporting water vapor has been voted by everyone and unanimously decided that it should be handed over to a certain genius who has absorbed water vapor in Moon Shadow Lake for two and a half years.

When Attilan returned to his loyal water cellar town with the ten white yaks forced upon him by the dwarf king, he saw Hedwig leisurely standing on the wooden stake enjoying the care of the men and horses.

"Hedwig, why are you here?"

Hedwig just raised her paw and handed a letter to Attilan.

"What, they've already built a magic farm?"

Surprised, Attilan arrived at Bighorn Town without stopping, but did not feel any unusual magic fluctuations.

When he found the wine girl, the group of druids who had been tricked into building a magic farm were lying in rocking chairs and drinking wine leisurely.

"You guys are done, why don't I feel the energy field of the magic farm?"

The wine girl said lazily:

"According to your design drawings, activating the energy field also requires a water vein that runs through the farm. You know that it is impossible for us to control such a water vein with surging energy."

"So the final work can only be left to you. Of course, we will also assist you in summoning more water elements from the elemental world."

Attilan was excited and gearing up.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's take action now!"

The wine girl glared at him angrily.

"We are humans, not animals. Even animals need time to rest! If you are really anxious, just do it by yourself! I will give you new drawings."

Attilan shrugged. Activating the energy field would require a lot of water elements, but the farm couldn't bear it, or it couldn't use that much water element.

In order not to waste the power of water veins, Attilan believed that it was necessary to set up this water element spring underground and connect the water veins formed to the Southwest River.

Send excess water vapor into the desert to create more oases in the desert.

Looking at the arrows pointing to the desert on the drawing and the design of the direction of the water veins, Attilan suddenly felt that something was wrong.