I’m Cooking the Behemoth in the Primitive World

Guo Zi'an was heartwarming.

Little Leaf Leaf was practicing writing in the house just now. Hearing the outside sound, he walked out and raised Xiaohu's head, "Daddy, I can't help much now, but I hope Daddy knows that we have been by Daddy's side."

"Really good. All good, all good." Guo Zian touched the little white tigers one by one.

With such a child, all his efforts have meaning.

In order to keep it secret, Guo Zi'an took Grandpa Tree's branch to the forest, and used space power to isolate the surroundings.

I talked to Grandpa Shu about the matter of the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City. Grandpa Shu felt that the success rate was relatively high, and Guo Zian decided to start. When writing the plan, Grandpa Shu also gave a lot of opinions.

Everything is going well now, Guo Zian just wants to talk about follow-up related matters with Grandpa Shu.

Grandpa Shu is still a shadowy villain with big fingers, sitting on a branch. With no children by his side, he smoked again.

Grandpa Shu swallowed the clouds for a while before saying, "You really don't care about power?"

The biggest problem in the Trade City of Ten Thousand Races now is how to balance the forces of all parties and prevent the possibility of usurping power and dominating the Trade City of Ten Thousand Races.

In doing so, Guo Zi'an, the initiator, will get no benefit. Although both Guo Zi'an and Baishan still have a lot of things in their hands, Grandpa Shu still has a common currency in their hands. But if he did so, Guo Zian would be completely emptied.

Guo Zi'an worked hard, but there was nothing left. But what Guo Zi'an got was not as good as the patriarch of a big clan.

Grandpa Shu felt at a loss for Guo Zian.

"What do I care about that thing? I'm tired of it. You've known me for so long, don't you even forget this?" Guo Zian really didn't care.

If he cares about power, the first thing he needs to do is to build an empire of dictatorship, not a business district where everyone is equal.

In the last days, Guo Zian did join the base for food and psychological satisfaction. Because of this, I was deceived to work in the laboratory, but I was actually researched, and there were all kinds of things behind.

If it weren't for those memories, Guo Zian would still be relatively friendly to humans, and would not be as fearful as he is now.

"People can change." Grandpa Shu slowly puffed out cigarettes as he spoke.

Guo Zi'an did not answer, he felt that Grandpa Shu was not talking about him. He used to play with tree seeds, and he had no communication with the spirit of tree seeds. Grandpa Shu should not be unfamiliar to him, but Guo Zian doesn't know Grandpa Shu that much.

The sense of familiarity is still there, but because he doesn't understand what Grandpa Shu has experienced, he can't judge the personality changes during Grandpa Shu's period.

Grandpa Shu didn't immerse himself in the past for too long and changed the subject: "Since things are going well, then proceed according to the plan."

Guo Zi'an nodded.

The last step is also the most important step.

Guo Zi'an sent invitation letters to most of the ethnic groups, asking the patriarch to come over to discuss the matter of the Ten Thousand Race Trading City. As for why it is most of them, it is naturally due to the sins of the yellow vine birds that Guo Zi'an's ethnic group has been arranged by Guo Zi to be excluded.

Guo Zi'an does not deny the trade between merchants, but he does not allow the orcs he hates to be in the management of Wanzu Trading City.

When the patriarch Huang Tengniao found out, he thumped his feet, and suppressed the Huang Chazhi family again.

There is no annoying harassment in this primitive world. Without the constraints of rules, Bai Shanjun's fist is a life.

When there was a dungeon, they had the identity of a merchant on the first floor and dared to ask for it. Now they lost their identity as a merchant in the dungeon and returned to the time when they lived with their tails in their hands. Even if he had offended Guo Zian, even if he had the formula in his hand, he had a worse life.

But among those who came, there was Lei Hongyuan who had been taught at that time. Lei Hong was originally from the Leiwen Leopard tribe who was called by the Owl Orcs before they went back.

At that time, Lei Hongyuan was seriously injured by Guo Zi'an. Although his body was repaired, he experienced pain again. Lei Hongyuan had a very bad time.

But because of this period of time, Lei Hongyuan, who was lying on the bed immobile, realized the life he really wanted. Later, by helping the clan, he changed the impression of him a little bit by the clan.

However, due to the relationship between Bai Shanjun and the Baihu ethnic group, people like Lei Hongyuan were suppressed for a long time.

It was Lei Hongyuan who took the initiative to apologize to Guo Zian and Bai Shanjun. Guo Zian decided to forgive, and Bai Shanjun let Lei Hongyuan go.

Now Lei Hongyuan found a partner and worked hard for his small family. This time he was one of the young people who accompanied the patriarch of the Leopard Leopard.

Probably both felt that Guo Zian and Bai Shan were too good. In order to avoid getting caught in a mess, neither of the two went out to ask for help. The patriarchs of all races were very embarrassed to bring two or three followers over.

Guo Zi'an didn't care too much about it. More people is actually a good thing. He and the White Tiger Orcs prepared things for three days. Wouldn't it be a pity if too few people watched it.

After some greetings, Guo Zian took the patriarchs of all ethnic groups into the wooden truck.

Nearly a hundred people in the front and back, each got on ten wooden trucks.

Because the curtains were blocked, the clan chiefs did not know the situation and could only look at each other. Only the Patriarch Baihu who knew the situation touched his chin, his eyes were full of triumph, and a little bit because he had seen the venue in advance.

The distance is not very far, the wooden truck stopped after about twenty minutes.

Guo Zi'an let all the patriarchs and the young people who accompanied them get out of the car.

The real proportions of the ice building amazed everyone.

They are standing in an ice city at this time.

Broad streets, neat buildings, and signs hung on the buildings with words they knew.

The most wonderful thing is the lifelike orcs in the shop.

A few ice diners sat in a restaurant made of ice. They have different attitudes, some are eating, some are counting money, and some are thumbs up, as if they are saying that the restaurant is delicious.

In the shop selling fabrics, the shopkeeper and the customer stand against each other, and the shopkeeper holds the fabric, as if selling it. Customers waved their hands again and again to express their dissatisfaction with the fabric.

The owner of the nearby handicraft shop leaned back lazily on the recliner, looking like he would like to buy or not. The female in the store greeted the customer with joy. The customer was looking at the ice conch in her hand, and her eyes were full of novelty.

On the road, there were a few pedestrians and animal carts. They got off the wooden truck, really like a guest from afar, quickly blending in.

Guo Zi'an gave an answer that everyone already knows, "This is the idea of ​​the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City."

No one can refuse such an immersive plan.

The patriarchs of the various races did not speak, but they were already full of longing for the world made of ice, and wanted to agree to Guo Zian's invitation to build a trading city for all races.

However, most of the patriarchs are smart people, especially if they have brought a few juniors, they naturally have to carry their identities. So they didn't speak.

It was the first few young people who couldn't hold back and asked them questions: "This building can reach the fifth floor? Can it really be built?"

Although Guo Zian's homestay has two or three floors, the five floors are beyond their imagination.

"Of course you can. Don't worry about architecture. I have already tried it. We will have a professional construction team to realize the building." Guo Zi'an was naturally not able to build this five-story building before, but Grandpa Shu is very knowledgeable and understands architecture. , This is not difficult.

It's not time to answer questions, Guo Zian stretched out his hand and invited everyone to go forward, "Let's go shopping and chat."

The road can be driven by four vehicles at the same time, and nearly a hundred orcs walking on this road do not feel crowded.

After Guo Zian's explanation, everyone learned that this is just the prototype of a commercial street. In the future, in order to facilitate customers to buy, the shops will be divided according to what they sell. Just like in the dungeon, the sellers are on the first and second floors, and the handicrafts are on the top floor, and there are maps to keep customers from getting lost.

But these were all used in dungeons, and dungeons in other places also copied Guo Zi'an's methods, so everyone was surprised at the shock of the ice sculptures, but they didn't feel much.

However, this was only the beginning, and then they walked to a special building.

"This is the hospital, and the pharmacy next door." Guo Zian pointed to two different buildings and explained their functions.

"Where to see a doctor?" This time not only the young orcs, but the patriarchs also took a sigh of relief.

Before Guo Zian could speak again, some people raised objections, "How honorable the priest is, how can he come to such a place?"

Priests are excellent orcs who have been cultivated by each ethnic group since childhood and have been selected by thousands of choices. The older the priests, the more experienced they are. No one is so stupid as to let out the priests of their own race.

Others nodded.

Guo Zi'an knew that everyone hadn’t turned the corner, so he said: “Priests are noble, and naturally they should serve all ethnic groups. I never dare to think about this. But patriarchs, you train priests, not just one. Then run for priests What is the future of those who fail?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

Guo Zi'an's words really awakened everyone.

To be a priest is naturally a good choice. But the mortality rate in this world is high. When bad luck, one tetanus can make people leave. They naturally can't let the priest cultivate a person.

But priests are not like patriarchs, priests are getting more and more popular, and those orcs who can't survive the priests can only stay as priests' followers. Because these orcs are learning the pharmacological knowledge of priests, they dare not go hunting in the future, and there are not so many patients in the group to take care of, so they can only stay in the clan to make a living by handicrafts.

But if these eliminated orcs can come to the hospital or pharmacy to work, this will undoubtedly be another income.

This extra income cannot be underestimated. The wealth of an orc often drives a family. When the orcs have money and enough food, they can find a partner. With a partner, there will be children, thereby increasing the population of the ethnic group.

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