The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Atilan waved his hand with a smile, saying with a relaxed expression:

"A mere group of stray dogs isn't worth such praise. Facing the Empire's potential attack that could easily annihilate them at any time, stray dogs naturally hope to stay as far away from the Empire as possible."

The Half-goat nodded and said:

"Those islands are not only too close to the Atlantis continent, but also seem crowded to accommodate the current population of one million. They are only suitable as a temporary residence."

"Unless they can find more islands as a foundation for development, but once the population is scattered in the vast sea, even if communication is possible through ships."

"People's hearts are destined to be scattered. It's almost impossible to be as united as they are now, preparing to launch a counterattack against the continent."

Atilan smiled contemptuously. Those who clamor to counterattack the continent have never succeeded.

He waved his hand and said:

"Let's not discuss that group of unpromising people. How is the promotion of the God of Food and Dragon that I asked you to do going?"

The Half-goat frowned slightly and said:

"Faith is a very tricky issue. I can't force residents to abandon their original gods and instead believe in your God of Food and Dragon."

"I'm just trying to erect your statues in densely populated cities and towns as much as possible, and send shamans and druids disguised as priests to promote it."

"If you and Audrey are not the Emperor and Empress of the Empire, erecting statues would be spontaneously resisted by the people. Now, some extreme faith areas are rejecting your statues from entering."

"Even in areas where statues are erected, the public's perception of you is as rulers of the Empire, not as gods."

Atilan nodded indifferently and said:

"It's fine as long as the statues are erected. They don't recognize my divine power now. Let's see in twenty years, fifty years, a hundred years, and they will know that the Emperor of the Empire is also a god."

Having not had time before, Atilan plans to circle the continent next, spreading his divine power as much as possible, so that the people of the Empire know that their Emperor is a... God!

Atilan took out two barrels of Sun Gold Wine, opened one for himself, and poured a cup for the Half-goat.

After drinking his barrel in one gulp, he said faintly:

"In addition to Audrey and me, set up a God of Thunder position for Master. The statue should be a roaring Thunder Bear. Set up a Goddess of Flower Fairy position for Mistress. The statue should be the flower and thorn-entwined Flower Fairy life form."

"Old Prankster, wait until he condenses the divinity of nature and the divinity of elements, then set up a God of Rotation position for him. And Bloodstained Master, I don't know how his divinity of death is condensing."

"Otherwise, set up a God of Winter Death position for him."

The Half-goat frowned and asked reluctantly:

"Bloodstained too? He hasn't made any contribution to the Empire. Instead, taking advantage of the Empire's lack of response, he turned many areas into his Death Forest."

Atilan smiled slightly and asked:

"Do you know why I set the God of Winter Death position for Bloodstained Master?"

The Half-goat replied dismissively:

"Because winter symbolizes death, but winter also breeds life. Haven't you noticed that after Bloodstained Master created death, the grain yield in those areas has increased by at least 30%?"

The Half-goat took out a file to check with a look of disbelief.

As a conscientious prime minister, he quickly found the files on the areas infected by Bloodstained's School of Decay. According to the latest reports.

The Half-goat said with some surprise:

"The wheat yield has actually increased by about 50%. Is the School of Decay that powerful?"

Atilan nodded and said:

"The goal of the School of Decay is to return life to the earth, not simply create death. You must be clear that they are druids, not necromancers."

The Half-goat's eyes rolled around, drinking the Sun Gold Wine, and leaning on the comfortable back of the chair, he asked:

"The School of Decay has always acted independently. Do we need to add them to the knowledge dissemination scope of the Druid School and train some druids from the School of Decay to work for the Empire?"

Atilan stroked his chin, and finally nodded.

"Yes, but don't have a second time for large-scale actions like creating plagues. Let them be responsible for environmental control to prevent a piece of land from being over-exploited."

"Based on the purpose of the School of Decay, I think they are quite suitable for engaging in a sustainable development route, although the Empire has not yet reached the point where the land cannot accommodate the population."

"But we still need to plan ahead and make the Atlantis continent more vibrant."

The Half-goat nodded and took out a document and handed it to Atilan.

"A document submitted by the Druid School. They plan to collect rare natural resources from all over the continent to extract and create legendary-level nutrient solutions for Old Tree Head to use."

"The Minister of Education, Wine Woman, suggested agreeing. This plan can not only ensure the status of the Natural Heart Vocational and Technical College in the Empire as the highest institution."

"At the same time, it can help Wine Woman, Eagle King, and a series of upper-level druids break through to the top level. If one of them is lucky enough to break through to level 18, you will get a college dean who can be used for hundreds of years."

Atilan raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Natural Heart? This is..."

The Half-goat looked at him with some contempt and said:

"It's the place you mentioned for cultivating graduate students. As the highest institution in the Empire, it can't always be called the Druid School. The group of schools in the forest are now called the Natural Heart Comprehensive University."

"I plan to upgrade the primary schools under the nine governor-general's offices to middle schools within ten years, and at the same time set up a vocational primary school in each group and a preschool class in each city."

The Half-goat sighed and continued:

"Originally, I thought that too many professionals would be detrimental to the Empire's management, but after the secretaries under the Prime Minister's Office investigated the terrain and natural distribution of the undeveloped areas of the continent."

"I found that if we want to develop those areas, we still need more professionals to act as vanguards."

"I originally thought that after life got better, races like fishmen, minotaurs, and centaurs would work harder to have children, but this year's birth rate has dropped directly."

Atilan waved his hand and said:

"Faced with a crisis of life and death, or a lack of labor, everyone will work hard to have children to avoid the tribe's inheritance being cut off, but now that life is getting better."

"Having children is not an urgent matter, maybe the Empire's standard of living for them is just being well-fed and well-clothed."

Atilan initially established the country according to the traditional Dragon Kingdom, so the exploitation of the people is relatively ruthless, even if his system can guarantee that everyone is well-fed.

But that requires labor in exchange for food.

Compared to high-intensity labor, many people prefer to gain without labor.

Especially the centaurs and minotaurs, who, once grown, possessed the strength of a level 5 warrior.

In the past, various reasons could be used to persuade them to work hard to strengthen the kingdom, but now that the empire has occupied the entire continent, they just want to enjoy the life of being superior to others.

Even though the empire's unification war had little to do with them, when the half-goat people sent them to the east to maintain order, they still wanted to capture some slaves to take back.

To free themselves and their families from tedious labor.

The fishmen were fine, but most centaurs and minotaurs were unwilling to engage in tedious agricultural labor anymore.

Facing the problem thrown over by the half-goat people, Attilan waved his hand and said:

"You are the prime minister I appointed. Don't be restrained in your actions. Do things boldly. I will support you from behind. Since they are willing to be soldiers and chew on hard bones."

"Then let them go. Now the empire already has about ten million humans. The work of farming can be completely handed over to them. Of course, those humans who want to engage in battlefield work."

"You also have to give them a chance. In short, all matters are entrusted to you, Prime Minister!"

The half-goat person widened his eyes and asked:

"Then what are you doing, Your Majesty the Emperor?"

Attilan smiled and drank the mead in one gulp.

"Of course, I am continuing to enhance my strength so that I can take you to my divine kingdom in the future and enjoy the beautiful happiness of immortality in the divine kingdom with me."

The half-goat person took out a document and began to review it, while complaining to Attilan:

"Forget it. Even if I get to the divine kingdom, I will still be your prime minister. As long as there are no accidents, I will have to handle government affairs for you for the rest of my life!"

Attilan smiled and looked at a luxurious garden house in Azure Scale City.

"Isn't there also your son? He can also be my prime minister. Carrying on the family tradition is a good thing."

Attilan took out a life orb and placed it on the half-goat person's table.

"Take it back and give it to Trina. It can make the child in her belly grow more robustly and ensure that the mother's strength will not decline due to nurturing a new life."

The quill pen in the half-goat person's hand paused, and then he stood up in surprise and asked:

"What did you say! I have a son!??"

Attilan nodded.

"Azure Scale City is a city I built with my own hands. All the flowers and plants in the city are soaked with my water of life. As a quasi-god, I think my perception of everything in Azure Scale City will not be wrong."

"After more than ten years of marriage, you finally have the crystallization of your love. Congratulations."

Back then, the half-goat person's father opposed this marriage because it was difficult for half-goat people, as elves, to breed the next generation with snake people.

Well, after more than ten years, the two of them have taken a lot of Longevity Wine, which nourishes their vitality and gives them a weak oceanic dragon vein.

The common oceanic dragon vein promoted similar evolution in their life forms, which is why they had children.

Originally, Attilan planned to help the half-goat person through the power of creation, but the half-goat person felt that the child should still follow the arrangements of fate.

As the prime minister, he can receive the highest share of Longevity Wine. He and Trina can live for two or three hundred years without any accidents, so there is no need to worry about not having time to have children.

"I'm going to see Old Treehead. That plan can be passed."

The plan submitted by the wine woman, under the banner of promoting Old Treehead's evolution into a Tree of Life, actually knew that they did not have the ability to do so.

The purpose is only to improve their druid level in this process.

At the same time, the products of the research will definitely be put into Old Treehead, but they cannot guarantee how much promotion effect it will have.

The half-goat person waved his hand impatiently.

"Hurry up and leave. If I continue to chat with you, I won't be able to finish today's work."

In such a huge empire, the half-goat person's daily working hours are more than twelve hours. His secretary works in three shifts, and someone is on standby in the Prime Minister's Office 24 hours a day.

Classify and categorize the documents transmitted from various places.

With 50 million square kilometers of land, especially with the useful dragon纹传送阵 (Dragon Vein Teleportation Array), although people and large items cannot be teleported, documents from various places can be teleported to the Prime Minister's Office immediately.

Especially now that the empire has just been established, as long as you want to deal with it, there will be endless problems to deal with.

On the contrary, if you don't care, there will be no problems at all, as if the world is peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

Attilan came to Old Treehead and smiled, pressing his dragon claw on Old Treehead's thick back and said:

"Old Treehead, I am now confident that I can handle the old wounds behind you, replenish the vitality you injured in the past, and at the same time promote your vitality towards the level of the Tree of Life."

"But I can only make your life level the same as the Tree of Life. The natural rules nurtured by the Tree of Life can only be condensed by yourself little by little from nature."

Old Treehead's excited canopy rustled.

"That's enough! I have been following Gai'ogai for hundreds of years, and I haven't learned nothing. I still have some confidence in condensing natural rules."

Attilan raised an eyebrow.

"Then I'll start."

Attilan had naturally conducted some research on Old Treehead's situation.

As he studied the divinity of nature and the divinity of stars, Old Treehead's problem became less tricky.

Powerful gods can bestow divinity and turn a mortal into a quasi-god.

Attilan is at least a level 1 wasteland god. With the divinity of life and the divinity of planting, promoting the growth of a tree is not easy.

Of course, he will not waste his divine power to promote the growth of Old Treehead.

The continent is a game of chess. The originally intermittent natural magic net has completely enveloped the Atlantis continent. Attilan can proudly say that the Emerald Dream gets no less support from here than the headquarters!

The Emerald Dream is connected to the natural magic net. The grain planted by absorbing natural magic is consumed by intelligent life, and the dreams of intelligent life will become the resources for the growth of the Emerald Dream.

It was so smoothly built by Attilan without being sniped by the enemy.

He found it very strange,

It's not that he's cheap, but mainly because there will definitely be hostile forces standing up to oppose this kind of thing that is good for the Natural Council.

Before the enemy destroys the natural magic net and gives him a big one, first use the surplus energy to strengthen Old Treehead.

With the Tree of Life sitting in town, it will not be so easy for the enemy to destroy the natural magic net.

"The process will be a bit painful, please bear with it."

Attilan activated the natural magic net, gathered the surplus power into his body, and as a purifier, injected the purified natural life force into Old Treehead's body.

Stimulate his ancient tree bloodline.

Although it feels a bit strange, trees do have bloodlines.

As the power with a bit of divinity was injected into Old Treehead's body, Attilan looked at him with some surprise.

"Are you a World Tree?"