The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

If they were to head to the desert to compete for treasure, then Atlan's preparations were completely inadequate. Bringing only three thousand troops would be insufficient to deal with the fire gnomes of the underground city, and probably not even enough to satisfy a blue dragon's appetite.

Since the blue dragon dared to actively attack the fire gnomes, it meant that the blue dragon's hidden strength was even greater than Atlan had estimated. Those crazy fire gnomes were not soft targets that the blue dragon's scattered and untrained followers could handle.

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The only possibility was that the blue dragonkin tribe that the blue dragon brought when it occupied the desert was not the weaklings that Atlan had imagined, merely infused with the blue dragon's blood, but rather the result of careful cultivation by the blue dragon clan behind it.

Perhaps it was nurtured with the dragon blood of a blue dragon ancient dragon elder.

Sometimes, Atlan was quite envious of this feeling of having relatives and elders.

As for infusing followers with dragon blood, even if Atlan drained himself of blood, he wouldn't be able to infuse many followers. But the blue dragon clan was different; everyone could contribute a little blood and cultivate an elite blue dragonkin tribe.

Atlan selected a hundred-man bodyguard team in order to use the dragon blood potion he concocted to strengthen the elite, allowing them to go further and be able to undertake death missions such as dragon slaying and besieging legends.

Atlan was very cunning. If he used pure dragon blood as raw material for dragon vein transformation, even if it was only a hundred people, the amount of dragon blood required would affect Atlan's growth.

Usually, materials from other creatures are collected to make magic potions and magical cuisine to enhance strength. Atlan felt that he had opened up a new genre, self-produced and self-sold?

To some extent, it also conformed to the tenets of the Life School: first sow, then harvest. It's just that if Atlan's dragon blood is always used, the production of sea dragon blood wine will definitely not increase.

Since sea dragon blood wine had an effect on him, Atlan naturally wanted to find a substitute and use sea dragon blood wine as a tonic in his cultivation.

He couldn't keep eating Acorns of Life, could he?

As a treasure of the natural system, the Acorn of Life can enhance the foundation and strength of all druids, while the application range of sea dragon blood wine is relatively narrow.

It only has one effect: to increase the number of sea dragon bloodlines. Moreover, the purity of this sea dragon magic is not too high. The greatest effect shown by Atlan's followers after taking it is to enhance vitality and physical strength.

Specifically, it manifests in endurance and recovery, giving them a greater chance to become battle-hardened elites. As long as they don't die in battle, they will naturally become elites after dozens or hundreds of bloody battles.

And this time, they would face a severe test. Atlan hoped they could all survive, but based on the information returned, Atlan estimated that half of them would die.

As elites, they naturally had to gnaw on hard bones.

And the blue dragonkin, at first glance, could shatter their teeth.

In order to cover for the bear people and buy time to search for the natural artifact, Atlan could only grit his teeth and go all out, hoping that this battle would not exhaust all his resources.

After two years of cultivation by Atlan, these humanoid races under his command, who were originally more like animals, finally had some sense of intelligent life.

The Atlantis Kingdom was in a period of vigorous development. The existing land area alone could support 100,000 races of all kinds, provided that the poor fields were developed into fertile fields.

If it was just a human kingdom, then the current grain production capacity would be enough to support one million humans. After all, humans are the most tolerant race. Many people only need to provide barely enough food to survive, and they can produce food for you year after year, generation after generation.

Just like the wheat they grow in the fields and the cattle and sheep they graze in the grasslands, to the lord, aren't these people another kind of crop?

But Atlan was different. What he needed was not crops that produced crops, but elite warriors to defend his kingdom. He valued passionate and energetic warriors more than the wealth brought by grain.

Three thousand followers could select ten thousand warriors. With these ten thousand people, Atlan felt that he could attack the Northern Land Kingdom, given the current fragmented state of the Northern Land Kingdom.

It really might not be able to stop him.

His soy sauce selling caravan had already spread its intelligence network to the northern border of the Northern Land Kingdom, learning about the number and composition of the only standing army in the Northern Land Kingdom.

Clearly, when faced with only a few thousand orc wolf cavalrymen heading south, this army actually began to cower within the city walls, completely losing the courage to fight the wolf cavalry in the field.

It was said that an accident caused the Northern Border Legion to fall into the trap of the orc wolf cavalry and suffer heavy losses. Even the legion commander who was loyal to the royal family died in this battle.

With the death of the legion commander, this army became a battlefield for the royal family and the dukes to fight for power and profit. It was normal for the combat effectiveness to decline. In just three years, the legion had changed five legion commanders.

Seeing that the fruit of the Northern Border Kingdom was about to ripen, Atlan only hoped that after entering the desert, he would have enough troops to annex the southern and eastern territories of the Northern Border Kingdom.

The southern and eastern territories were close to the Great River, and there were enough rivers extending from the Great River in these two territories. Atlan could rely on the waterways to transport his army.

Relying on the waterways, he could also form a relatively stable management system.

It's just that using humanoid races with various animal appearances to manage humans, Atlan felt that those humans might not be so easy to accept, but Atlan also had a good way to win people's hearts that he learned from the Flower Family.

Defeat the tyrants and divide the land!

As long as those families who can't get enough to eat and wear enough clothes get farmland to make a living from Atlan, Atlan will give them some food, linen clothes, and exempt them from grain taxes for a year.

Humans are realistic. What the leader looks like is not important. As long as they give enough, even if the leader is so ugly that they can't eat, they can overcome it themselves.

Since this operation has the support of the bear people, then Atlan naturally wants to get as many benefits as possible from the bear people.

He smiled and approached the bear people, rubbing his claws back and forth.

"Master, you see, if I want to join the battle for treasure between the blue dragons and the fire gnomes, then my army must have a suitable base. I said before that I would purify the werewolf grassland."

"You said that I should purify the White Wolf King first, making the grassland still look polluted. Now, this war requires me to send at least 10,000 people, and the grassland is the most suitable logistics base."

"The environment of this grassland, shouldn't it be slightly optimized?"

The bear people smiled and patted Atlan's head twice with their bear paws.

"You, you never forget to take advantage of things. The nature of dragons will never change. You are still embarrassed to say that you are a different dragon. Why don't you overcome your greed a little?"

Atlan smiled and squeezed his big head between the bear people and the vine woman.

"Actually, I don't want much, I just hope that Master can take action to slightly even out the ecological structure of the swamp, wasteland, and grassland, and send more water from the wetland into the grassland."

"This way, the grain yield in the next season can increase by at least 30%, ensuring that the grain yield in my territory will not decrease after mobilizing 10,000 people to conduct the war."

Even if the follower races under Atlan's command are stronger than humans in strength and stamina, one merman can't do the farm work of ten people. Only 20,000 people are left, and there are so many children.

Taking care of the kingdom's one million acres of farmland may not be enough, not to mention that there are orchards, fisheries, pastures and other industries that need people to take care of.

"The lack of manpower and the reduction in grain production are inevitable. I must consider this issue, otherwise everyone will have to go hungry after fighting for half a year."

The bear people nodded, agreeing with Atlan's statement.

"So what are you going to do?"

"I want to rely on the natural power of the druids to form an underground water vein flowing through the wasteland and grassland in the wetland, so that the surface soil of the wetland can become dry and can grow crops."

"And the depths of the wasteland and grassland can also get the water they lack."

The corners of the bear people's mouth twitched. Since he had been paying attention to Atlan, he naturally knew about the karez promoted by Atlan. The water vein that Atlan wanted could be said to be the druid's natural magic version of the karez.

It's just that compared to the karez, the underground water vein with magic will transport water vapor according to the needs of the surrounding environment under the adjustment of the spirits of nature, ensuring the vitality of the local area.

"Okay, I'll take action a little, just to make other forces think that we have some ideas about the treasure, but I'm only responsible for the general direction of the water vein. You need to do it yourself to implement and coordinate the magic water vein."

"It seems that the last time I asked you to be responsible for the forest's water vein gave you a lot of inspiration. I originally thought that you had been looking through my collection of water vein classics during this time for the forest's water vein structure."

"It turns out that it's still for your kingdom, Atlan. What are you going to do with the forest's water vein? Why don't you take advantage of my departure and turn two tasks into one and do them all together."

The bear people's tone was unquestionable, and Atlan's face instantly became very ugly. If he really had the strength to create a magic water vein, how could he ask the bear people for help now?

Let him rely on the water control ability of the sea dragon to slightly dredge the forest's water vein is still no problem, creating a new water vein, the bear people really think too highly of him.

Atlan quickly turned to the vine woman for help with a pitiful look, and the vine woman smiled and pushed the bear people's arm.

"What are you talking about? Atlan is still young. You, as his teacher, only talk. You haven't taught him how to improve the forest's natural environment by shaping the water veins, have you?"

"There's no reason to let someone start without teaching them anything. Consider this wetland water vein shaping as your teaching to Atlan. After he truly learns it, then proceed with the forest water vein modification."

"No problem!"

The Bearman agreed decisively. You might think he's henpecked, but no, because that's what he planned. Atlan needs someone to push him forward.

Otherwise, he's always enthusiastic intermittently, and will soon retreat to enjoying food and song and dance. Cultivation will turn into clocking in, and simply completing the prescribed cultivation content every day is not enough.

The Bearman needs to leave Atlan with a sufficiently grand project before he leaves. This project must not only be large, but also challenging, and must be something that Atlan can currently complete.

Otherwise, why would the Bearman mention letting Atlan optimize the forest's water veins? Because this problem is very tricky. If Atlan wants to complete it, he must work hard to improve his understanding of both the Ocean Dragon talent ability and the Druid's natural magic!

This is a project that perfectly matches Atlan's talent and profession.

Moreover, the Bearman is sure that after he leaves, Atlan will definitely consider not only shaping the forest's water veins, but also connecting the forest, wilderness, grassland, and wetland into one piece.

Atlan doesn't have the ability to master such a large range of the natural magic net, so he can only try to control the water veins in the basic architecture of the magic net. With Atlan's talent, he might really be able to do it before the Bearman returns.

"There's no need to mobilize 10,000 people, 5,000 is almost enough. This battle for treasure won't end in just half a year as you imagine. You are just a participant."

"Actually getting the treasure won't do us any good. It's enough to let others see the attitude of our Natural Council. We are ultimately just bluffing."

The Bearman glanced at Atlan faintly.

"Don't always think about moving any treasure you see back to your own home, okay?"

Atlan smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"How could I! It's just that 10,000 people would make it seem more real."

He really forgot that mobilizing 10,000 people was indeed for that treasure that was highly likely to be a Purgatory Dragon Soul.

"You go and prepare the troops first, and mobilize a portion of the people to the grassland to show our attitude."

"Yes."

Atlan's expression was slightly strange. There was no need to prepare at all. The 3,000 people he had mobilized before could be directly deployed to the battlefield with just an order.

Atlan directly instructed the Centaur:

"Go back and tell Fisher to mobilize those 3,000 people to the grassland tomorrow."

The Bearman looked at the Druids present and said:

"This battle will be very cruel, but since you are Druids, then you will inevitably have to fight for yourselves and for nature. Even if you avoid it this time, there will be a next time."

"All Druids need to go to the battlefield. I hope you can all survive this war."

The Eagle King's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

"Master, don't worry, we will definitely let them see the power of the Druids!"

The Bearman nodded in satisfaction and said:

"This battle will be under the overall command of Atlan. The Eagle King will be responsible for commanding the Druids to cooperate with Atlan's army in battle. Wine Woman, you will be responsible for managing the logistics personnel who remain in the grassland and are not good at fighting."

The Leopard Woman looked at the Bearman expectantly, hoping to hear about her appointment.

However, there was none. The Bearman's eyes just glanced over her lightly.

Atlan looked at the wedding scene full of flowers, and didn't expect it to become the scene of the Bearman's Druid mobilization. Wouldn't all his efforts be wasted?

"Alright, I won't say any more nonsense. Atlan, tell the chef to serve the food. After everyone finishes eating, they can go back to prepare. Everyone will gather at the Druid School's location in a week."

"Those who really don't want to go can leave the forest within a week. It's all voluntary."

This is representing the Druids in battle, so the young Druids in the forest will naturally come out in full force. No one retreated. Those who were usually taciturn now had fanaticism for the Druids in their eyes.

Even the retired old Centaurs, and some white-haired old men and women that Atlan had never seen before, emerged from the corners of the forest.

The Eagle King had been staying at the school these past few days to count the Druids who were going to battle, and to assign suitable positions according to their strengths. Seeing these old men and women, the Eagle King was indeed a little troubled.

He could only pass the buck of arranging these enthusiastic elderly people to Atlan.

Atlan also had a headache. As the principal of the Druid School, he also encountered a tricky problem. Under the instigation of the student council president, Hana, these children were also clamoring to join the war.

"Your most important task now is to study. As the reserve force of the forest, it will only be your turn to go to the battlefield after we have all sacrificed ourselves."

"Besides, what can you do if you go?"

Little Fatty raised his hand and said:

"We can farm, and we can also be responsible for the army's food. My braised pork is delicious!"

Atlan said indifferently:

"The army has specialized chefs, and their skills are much better than you children. Don't you think about it, your culinary arts teacher is the army chef for this battle."

"There's no need for you to come and cause trouble!"

Hana tightened her small face and looked at Atlan seriously.

"Principal, we are students of the school, but we are also part of the Druids. Please take seriously our desire to contribute to the Druids. As the principal, how can you look down on your students!"

Hiss, this little girl Hana. This student council president was originally a position that Atlan specially prepared for her in order to give Hana the correct values of rights and obligations.

Unexpectedly, the little girl did a really good job. She managed the entire school, more than 200 students, in an orderly manner, and really looked like a student council president.

Now that she raised her arms and shouted, these more than 300 children moved together and blocked Atlan on the playground, putting Atlan into the trap carefully designed by Hana.

"Hana, tell me, why do you want to go to the battlefield? Compared to the battlefield, I think you should go to the wasteland and wetland to ensure food production during the war."

"Although it's only a year, some students have only been in school for three months, but many of you have already reached the level 1 Druid profession, which allows you to play an irreplaceable role in agricultural, forestry, animal husbandry, and fishery production and construction."

The first batch sent here was only thirty or so children, but since the news of the Druid School's achievements spread to the Northern Kingdom, children have been transported from the north one after another.

Some had seven or eight, and more had fifty or so.

In fact, through these children sent by the Druids, it can be seen that the lives of the lower-level people in the Northern Kingdom are very poor.

Compared to fighting the Blue Dragon, Atlan would rather they appear on the battlefield to attack the Northern Kingdom. These human faces can weaken the resistance of the Northern Kingdom.

A Druid can manage a village and replace the knights of the Northern Kingdom as grassroots officials. In Atlan's eyes, the current three hundred children are excellent management talents.

The Southern and Eastern Territories can be completely taken down with them.

Therefore, Atlan cannot let these children be lost in the desert.

According to the age of these children and the abilities they have mastered, Atlan roughly divided the children into three grades.

Hana's father, Bloodstained, is a legendary Druid. Even though Hana's professional growth direction is Starlight Mage, she only took a year to go from the first grade to the third grade.

She can sit firmly in the position of student council president, not only because Hana is beautiful and has a sweet voice, but also because her strength has been recognized by the students. Compared with Atlan, who occasionally shows up, Hana's prestige among the students is much higher.

Looking at the students who were of one mind with Hana, Atlan suddenly felt that she was indeed a descendant of the Demon Duke. Hana controlled power faster than him.

Now, Atlan can't command these children at all.

Fortunately, at this time, the Eagle King walked in with a group of old men and women. After listening to the Eagle King's explanation, Atlan looked at the elderly Druids who were half buried in the soil but still ambitious, and he suddenly had a good idea.

"Hana, what exactly do you want to do on the battlefield?"

"Of course, it's to let the enemy see how powerful we Druids are!"

Atlan wouldn't believe a word of this nonsense. Although Hana was forcing him, the child was still an upright student council president. She hadn't gone astray, and Atlan didn't want to dampen the children's enthusiasm.

"Very good, I have decided to organize you and these experienced Druids into the Second Druid Logistics Support Unit, responsible for transporting the materials needed at the front line."

"This unit is directly under me, and all actions must follow my arrangements. Can you do it?"

"Yay! We can go to the front line, there's definitely no problem!"

It would be good to be able to get the opportunity to go to the grassland. Hana never thought that they could really go to the front line. That was just her means of asking for a high price.

Looking at the laughing children, especially Hana's pure smile, a smile appeared on the corner of Atlan's mouth. They didn't know what was waiting for them.

"Now, go back and continue your classes."

Although most of the teachers have to go to the front line, it doesn't prevent Atlan from leaving a few behind. Moreover, the Druids who have withdrawn from the front line for rest can just come back to teach.

Atlan took the old men and women to the conference room and said with a smile:

"Just now, the predecessors also saw that group of children, they are a bit too active, so I hope the predecessors can cooperate with me and give them a good lesson."

The old Centaur knocked on his pipe.

"No problem, we old bones want to pass on our Druid spirit and knowledge again before we are buried in the soil."

"What kind of trick do you have in mind, kid?"