Green Monster Epic

Chapter 266: Green Field After Ten Years (5000 words)

Green Field Plain was still as barren as ever, but compared to the desolation of the past, it now had quite a bit more human habitation. If one could look down from the sky, they would see a not-so-obvious dirt road extending from near the northern desert all the way to the southwestern village with a small lake.

Green Lake Village, the Green Field Tribe, as the source of the changes in the Green Field Plain, had also undergone considerable changes. At least, judging from the scale of the village's development, the outer perimeter of the village had expanded more than once compared to ten years ago.

Allen never imagined that the economic pillar he had developed for the village on a whim would eventually make the village the most praised source of delicacies in the northwestern part of the Mansa Wilderness. Many elves and dwarves from the Taren Continent, and even gourmets from the distant Southern Shire Continent, came to Green Lake Village to indulge in the temptation of various novel foods.

Of course, with the increase in travelers and the Green Field Tribe's increasing influence over the surrounding area, many small-scale merchant groups, who wanted to take a risk and trade across the continent, also began to pass through the Green Field Tribe's territory, saving a lot of toll fees.

Here, Philip's contribution was indispensable. It was because he had instigated Flower Snake not to rob a passing human merchant group as they had done in the wilderness before, but only charged a reasonable toll. Unexpectedly, in the years that followed, this merchant group traveled to and from the Green Field Plain several times, which led many merchant groups to follow in their footsteps, passing through this place between Thornsburg and Mansa City.

Traveling south from the Green Field Plain for more than a hundred miles leads to the vast Tagan Desert. Although it is deserted and difficult to supply, the corresponding dangers inside are not very great. As long as one does not go deep into the desert, almost all merchant groups can reach Thunder Tribe from here, and then reach Thornsburg.

This is much more cost-effective than traveling along the southwestern part of the Mansa Corridor, passing through a dozen large and medium-sized tribes and paying toll fees.

In the past ten years, Allen had finally increased the tribe's population to 1,500 through means such as redeeming slaves, annexing tribes, and breeding. The only shortcoming was that half of the members were weak hobgoblins, and another 3/5 were goblins, while bear goblins only accounted for 2/5 of this half.

Before the discovery of the pasta business, Allen's attitude towards the hobgoblins was not so friendly. It was not until the pasta shops began to spread out and spread along the northern part of Thornsburg to several cities around the Elven Kingdom that his attitude towards these dwarves became truly equal to that of the goblins. At least, the current hobgoblins can bring a stable source of income to the tribe through their diligence and hard work, which is why Allen has raised their status again.

Allen initially wanted to open a pasta shop in Mansa City, but later, due to the threat of Shaka, a legendary figure, he did not dare to do so. Because he knew that what he had done during the initial experiment had already been discovered by Shaka's spies. If the other party was determined to deal with him and the Green Field Tribe, then sending people to Mansa City to open a pasta shop would be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, providing Shaka with clues to the location of the tribe.

Therefore, Allen first promoted the idea of pasta stalls in Thornsburg. Anyway, Thornsburg was closer than Mansa City, and at the same time, he had relationships with Master Oscar and Priest Clay, so he was afraid that developing the pasta business here would be better.

Sure enough, after verifying the feasibility of the pasta business, Allen's pasta business in Thornsburg started from selling goods with carts in several urban areas, and later had its own storefront. The business became bigger and better, bringing great help to the tribe.

After having a stable source of income, the tribe's development also became smoother. In particular, after exchanging the money accumulated over the years for two common inheritance crystals through Master Philoc's relationship, the impact on the tribe's strength improvement cannot be underestimated.

With the inheritance crystal, the path for the tribe members to improve their strength does not need to be so tortuous, and the chance of successful advancement is greatly increased. If the chance of a wilderness bear goblin advancing through natural growth before the inheritance crystal was 1%, then the goblin would only have 1/150th of a chance, and as for the hobgoblin, it would be even more difficult, with a maximum chance of only 1/1000th.

This is linked to the physical strength of the wilderness natives and has not changed for many years.

After having the inheritance crystal, for example, the ratio of bear goblins and goblins taking the berserker route directly increased by nearly 7-8 times. 8-9 out of 100 male bear goblins can advance to berserkers, which shows the influence of the inheritance crystal on advancement.

As the Green Field Tribe can accumulate nearly 5,000 gold coins per year through the pasta business, and still have a surplus of about 1,500 gold coins after various expenses, the value of an ordinary inheritance crystal of 5-6,000 gold coins is now not so unattainable in Allen's eyes.

Now, the Green Field Tribe has a berserker inheritance, a sword dancer inheritance, and a shadow walker inheritance, and what these inheritances bring to the Green Field Tribe is more and more advanced professionals in the tribe. So far, there are more than 30 advanced professionals in the tribe, which is no longer the point where three or two advanced professionals could dominate.

The inheritance of the system also brings a steady increase in the levels of low-level combat professionals. Now there are more than 100 level 8 warriors in the tribe, more than 200 level 7 warriors, and the remaining level 5-6 warriors cover most of the male goblins in the tribe. Even the male hobgoblins would be embarrassed to say that they are members of the Green Field Tribe without level 5-6 strength.

It's a pity that after the tribe's population reaches 1,500, it is no longer possible to increase it by leaps and bounds through the current methods of redeeming slaves and annexing surrounding tribes. Within a thousand miles, it is almost impossible to find a goblin settlement, all of which have been annexed and absorbed by the Green Field Tribe over the years.

Only reproduction and childbirth are the best way to expand the population, especially the hobgoblin population. 3-4 out of every litter have multiple births, and they develop and grow extremely quickly, gradually occupying the majority of the Green Field Tribe's population.

"Raise your weapons properly, if anyone dares to be lazy, I'll beat their ass!!"

The half-hill in the center of Green Lake Village, now has only a wide square and the stone castle of the chief Allen, so it has always been a paradise for the tribe's teenagers and children. However, in the morning, it is a scene of war and battlefield. Hundreds of children of the right age are doing basic combat movements under the teaching of Teacher Philip and the supervision of the chief, laying the foundation for future combat skills.

Allen's daily practice of body and sword skills in the square is something he has been insisting on for more than ten years. Ten years have passed, and he has also reached the peak state of a level 14 berserker, and the level 15 berserker is just a matter of breaking through a window paper.

Philip walked around the edge of the square. Although he looked a little funny with one ear missing, since he was taught a lesson and released by Allen, he has truly settled down in the village. He not only had a pair of daughters with his wife, but also ran the elementary school Allen gave him in an orderly manner. Every new generation child in the tribe must respectfully call him teacher when they see him.

The older generation of goblins may still be contemptuous of Philip, but the new generation of children, who were educated by him, are more respectful and respectful to him. Therefore, Philip's position in the village is also gradually rising, and his words have become more important. However, after learning from the past, Philip no longer plays with that little cleverness. In addition to his daily teaching, he wholeheartedly tutors his two daughters, and watching them gradually grow up is also a kind of inner peace and freedom.

"Little bastard, being lazy again!!"

From afar, Alan finished his morning workout. The sweat on his body matted the thick hair on his chest into clumps. Alan didn't bother with it; he'd just soak in Green Lake later. No need to fuss like humans, too much trouble. He watched the children wielding heavy, unsharpened iron weapons with surprising skill, and a sense of accomplishment filled Alan's heart. A mischievous glint in his eyes, he flicked a small pebble from his hand, hitting a distracted little one right on the head, causing him to yelp and clutch his forehead.

"Ouch!"

The little guy's cry drew laughter from his companions, their giggles disrupting the morning training formation.

"Settle down, all of you, or you'll be running ten laps around the village!"

Phillip nodded respectfully to Alan, then composed himself and roared at the group of youngsters, his authority not to be trifled with.

After the brief interruption, Alan didn't disturb Phillip's supervision. Over the years, managing the village had taught him a few things: professional matters should be left to professionals, while he just needed to oversee and offer guidance.

It was precisely this attitude that allowed Green Lake Village to develop smoothly and reach its current state.

"Uncle, your breakfast is ready. I've put it on your table for you."

A young bear-goblin approached, his burly body displaying blocks of muscle like jagged stones, barely visible beneath his furry coat, just like Alan had been over a decade ago. The dignified young bear-goblin carried a spiked maul on his back, its sharp end a menacing black, studded with protruding iron nails. The other end was a heavy hammerhead; its size, comparable to a bear-goblin's head, hinted at its weight.

"Thanks, Bush, you're the most thoughtful!"

Alan walked past the young bear-goblin, affectionately patting the shoulder of the youth, who was not much shorter than himself, praising him.

"...Uncle, I want to go on a month-long journey!"

The words spoken by the young bear-goblin, who had just been praised by Alan, with a pleading look in his eyes, immediately wiped the smile from Alan's face.

"I can't make that decision. You have to ask your mother's opinion. If she doesn't object, I'll let you go."

Bush was the posthumous child of Stone, Alan's best friend in his youth. Over the years, Alan had personally taken him under his wing, teaching him alongside Kerr, Stoneborn, and the others. Because of his connection to Stone, Alan treated Bush like his own child. As Alan still had no plans to marry, he treated his students as potential clan successors.

Hearing Bush's idea and seeing that he was not yet 14 years old, Alan was still somewhat worried.

"Uncle, you said it! You have to keep your word!"

Hearing Alan's reply, Bush was overjoyed and turned to run towards the village warehouse. His mother, Camellia, should be working there, taking stock of the village's supplies and distributing various resources.

Alan's unmarried status had, after all, tired out Camellia, who had kept a flame burning for him. Three years ago, Camellia remarried, and her choice of partner caused quite a stir among the villagers.

Camellia, a female bear-goblin, actually married an elf who had settled in Green Lake Village!

Calling it marriage was giving the elf, named Legolas, face. According to Phillip, Legolas had essentially married into their Greenwild Tribe.

As the reputation of Green Lake Village's cuisine spread, food lovers from all over flocked to the village like pilgrims. While this made the Greenwild Plains more prosperous, it also changed the demographic makeup of Green Lake Village.

Alan couldn't simply drive away the elves, dwarves, and even other wilderness natives who came with good intentions, could he? Since he couldn't drive them away, he could only accommodate them outside the village, rebuilding a simple living area around the original site of Green Lake Village to house these outsiders.

As for how these newcomers lived, they didn't initially cause Alan and the others much trouble. Most people with a passion for food had considerable wealth, otherwise, they wouldn't be doing something seemingly meaningless when they couldn't even afford to eat their fill. Instead, the arrival of these food lovers brought some economic output to the remote and barren Green Lake Village. If they wanted to eat novel dishes, they naturally needed to pay for them. The visitors got a delicious meal, and Green Lake Village got some shiny coins. This win-win situation pleased Alan and Camellia, and they treated these outsiders with great care.

In addition to putting a lot of effort into improving his strength and managing the village, Alan devoted all his free time to researching new recipes. Since he had the inheritance and could quickly recover his stamina by circulating his bloodline rage, Alan could have slept only 3-4 magic hours a day, but for the sake of the scenes in his dreams, he kept his sleep time stable at 6 magic hours, so he could get more scenes and images related to cooking.

In addition to Alan's noodle series, Alan also developed hot pot, stir-fries, stews, soups, and other series, experimenting with similar or replaceable ingredients from the Fayman Plane. At the same time, he communicated and exchanged ideas with Camellia and others in the clan who were skilled in cooking, further improving the taste and flavor of the dishes, so that Alan could now proudly say that he was the undisputed cooking master of the Fayman World.

Because Alan found it troublesome, all the various dishes he developed were named the Alan Series, following the precedent of the noodles, and were only divided into several categories according to different cooking methods.

Legolas was among the first gourmand customers to come to Green Lake Village in search of delicious food five years ago. However, unlike other wealthy food seekers, Legolas arrived in Green Lake Village without a penny to his name, shivering in a corner of the village, hungry and miserable. Camellia, who happened to pass by, couldn't bear to watch and took him back to her home, giving him a meal.

From then on, this guy completely relied on Camellia, making many of the bear-goblins in the village who were still interested in her itch with jealousy. Some even secretly blocked Legolas, beat him up a few times, and warned him to get lost. But all of this couldn't extinguish Legolas's pursuit of food. When Camellia showed off her excellent cooking skills at home, the elf completely fell at Camellia's feet, and no one could drive him away.

Camellia's aesthetic sense was different from that of ordinary female bear-goblins. As mentioned earlier, she preferred human hunks and handsome elves who looked slender and had delicate features. After waiting for Alan for a few years, but seeing that the clan leader had no feelings for any of the females in the clan, Camellia gradually gave up pursuing Alan. At this time, an elf took the initiative to approach her, and his appearance was a hundred times better than those bare-chested guys with big bear noses in the clan, so how could Camellia not be moved? Therefore, she simply started messing around with Legolas.

When Camellia took the initiative to tell Alan that she was going to marry Legolas, not only did Alan think there was something wrong with his ears, but even Phillip, who considered himself knowledgeable, couldn't believe it. How could the proud elves marry a vulgar and ugly bear-goblin? Wasn't this a joke??

But, things were just so unbelievable. Legolas and Camellia, the first interracial marriage in the village, had lived harmoniously and happily for the past three years. Whenever Camellia's burly and sturdy figure leaned coquettishly on Legolas's slender shoulders, the stark contrast still made Alan and the others feel somewhat awkward.

Watching the little guy he had watched grow up, now following the same path as his father, and even showing signs of surpassing him, Alan felt deeply gratified. At least, if he went to the River Styx and saw Stone in the future, he might be able to give him an explanation.

However, when Stone died, he didn't seem to have a god to believe in. I'm afraid that unprotected soul would be engraved on the Wall of the Faithless, suffering all kinds of torment. It might be difficult for me to see him again!