I am a god in another world

"Tell me in detail, where did this flutter bomb come from? How powerful is it?" Upon hearing the bomb, Gavin became more energetic.

"This..." Zach blinked his eyes and spread his hands, "I just heard from the elders in the tribe that those large kobold tribes will use flutter bombs prepared by alchemists to assist in mining, which can attack rock formations. I don’t know the specific power of carrying out large-scale destruction, and I have never seen it.”

"Do you know which tribe has an alchemist who can concoct flutter bombs?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of any tribe nearby that has this kind of alchemist." Zach shook his head.

"I know... I know..." Goss jumped up with excitement, "I heard from the previous leader that our mother clan has such an alchemist."

"Your mother clan?" This time it was Gavin's turn to be a little confused. This was a relatively new word.

Upon seeing this, Zach explained: "We kobolds have always reproduced relatively quickly, but there are limits to the expansion speed of the cave and the surrounding food supply. Once the load is seriously exceeded, the clan will be divided. Some will stay and some will migrate to other places." When a new nest is dug in a place suitable for survival, the tribe that is usually split off is called the mother tribe. "

There is one more thing that Zach didn't say. There are kobold tribes like Heijing that develop in reverse, but they are very few. Most of them are special kobold tribes that have dragon masters or occupy rich mines.

"Understood." Gavin nodded and said, "Director Goss, what is the name of your mother clan? Where is it located? How far is it from our Black Well? What is the approximate population? What is the current situation?"

While asking, he took out a pen and paper, preparing to record important information. This will be an important point in the future development of the Black Well Tribe.

"This..." This time it was Goss's turn to look embarrassed, "When we split from the mother clan, I was just an egg. Regarding the mother clan, I only listened to the old people who split from it. I know that the mother clan is called Yingya Didong, located northwest of Heijing. We have lost contact for a long time. I am not very clear about the specific distance and situation, but we have not been separated for a long time, and there are still many old people alive. Go find them and ask them."

Goss stood up and wanted to walk outside.

"Stop, sit down." Gavin stopped drinking, tapped the table heavily and said, "Remember, the meeting has meeting discipline. During the meeting, you are not allowed to act without authorization. Anything that has not been resolved at this meeting will be recorded. Come down and deal with it after the meeting, Vic, if you eat secretly again, believe it or not, I will starve you for three days."

The Black Well Tribe seems to be prosperous and developing rapidly, but there is an obvious gap in the management, relying on just a few people to come and go.

Of the eight present, at least two are just pretending to be fake. The one just named was one of them, and the other one is almost snoring.

The goblin warlock immediately sat upright, his cheeks bulging high, and he did not dare to chew.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." Goss smiled and sat down again. His face had long been thickened and he didn't take it seriously at all.

"This matter is your first priority after the meeting. Then you will not only understand the issues I mentioned above, but also the living conditions of your mother clan and whether there is any possibility of trade. The more detailed the better. After understanding, first Time to report to me.”

"As commanded."

"Not only Goss, but also the rest of the people. After they go back, they should also get to know more about other tribesmen. Can they dig out more information about the seismic bomb? Do you understand?"

"clear."

"This topic is over for the time being. Let's move on to the next topic. Director Zach, do you have any other good opinions? Why don't we talk about it together?" Gavin was about to grab someone and squeeze it out.

After the discussion just now, Zach was more or less in a state of mind and asked tentatively: "I have one more thing here. I don't know if it is what the leader wants to ask."

"Whether it is true or not, let's talk about it first." Gavin was not afraid that they would have problems, but that they would be OK.

"Bitter leaf oil, there is a huge gap in our bitter leaf oil now, especially the frontline miners. They don't have time to go out to collect herbs or refine bitter leaf oil themselves."

As if seeing Gavin's doubts, Zach explained: "Bitter leaf oil is a refined ointment mixed with animal fat. Frequently applied with it, it can keep our scales healthy and shiny, and delay our molting. It is common for miners to repair skin scratches and be hit by gravel. Bitter leaf oil can reduce the pain of their injuries and speed up the regeneration and recovery of scales. The dosage is always relatively large. "

"Hasn't there been a professional division of labor? Ground collection should be your business, Goss. I don't know if you don't know about such an important matter as bitter leaf oil? Why don't you supply it in time?" Gavin said slightly coldly His eyes fell on Goss. This was no longer a problem of demand, but a problem of above-ground and underground connection and cooperation.

Goss grimaced and complained repeatedly: "Sir, of course I know the importance of bitter leaf oil. I have transferred three teams to collect related herbs, but our current population is so large that we simply cannot supply it. , At present, all the bitter leaf oil we produce is used in the mines, and the kobolds on the ground have not applied bitter leaf oil for a long time. "

"Why not deploy more manpower to collect relevant herbs?"

"It won't help much to mobilize more people. The most critical herb, bitter leaves, has almost been harvested by us on the surrounding hills. It's too dangerous to go further away. I dare not send the tribesmen out." Goss explained.

"Then this matter is not entirely your fault. Your biggest fault is that you didn't report this matter to me in time." Gavin's face eased a lot. "Write me the relevant materials for preparing bitter leaf oil, especially those that are scarce. I will find a way to prepare the rest."

Goss hurriedly said, "No need to write. Whether it is animal fat or other ingredients, there is no shortage. The main thing is this bitter leaf. As long as there is enough bitter leaf, we can prepare a large amount of bitter leaf oil."

The most important thing is that he can't write and can't wait until after the meeting to write.

"Are bitter leaves scarce?"

"Not scarce, they are everywhere in the mountains and plains. We can be self-sufficient, but our population is growing too fast and the bitter leaves around us have been consumed."

"That's easy. The next time a human caravan comes, I will ask my merchant friends to buy a few carts of bitter leaves. If you have other special goods that need to be purchased, tell me and I will make a list for them." Gavin knocked on the table and said, "This is just a stopgap measure. The fundamental solution is for us to plant bitter leaves on a large scale. After all, our development has just started, the population will increase, and the gap in bitter leaves will become larger and larger."