The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

"A forest covering an area of more than 10,000 square kilometers, are you tempted?"

"I'm in! If I could have a forest to regulate natural magic and help me absorb Titan energy from the Celestial Realm, I can't even imagine how fast my progress would be!"

Tai Shan's words directly ignited the desires in the hearts of the druids present.

The temptation of a forest is too great. Even if they can only draw less than five percent of the natural magic from the forest, it is enough to give them hope of reaching the realm of the Archdruid.

Even if that doesn't work, at least they have the opportunity to advance to level 18 and gain the long-lived body of a druid. With ten times the lifespan, they may have a chance to glimpse the Archdruid or even the Legendary Druid.

As a druid, who wouldn't be ambitious?

"I'll join!"

The bear-man raised his hand excitedly. A forest transformed from a desert, even if they casually mobilize natural magic and mess around, the worst outcome would be the forest reverting back to desert.

But in the process, his Earth Magic Bear might be successfully cultivated.

As long as it is within the controllable range of nature, the spirits of nature are happy to see all races of creatures messing around.

Every emotional thought emitted by intelligent life carries power. Intelligent life can only use a small portion of it, and most of it is taken away by the external gods and devils in the sky and underground.

The old centaur knocked on his pipe.

"I agree to participate, but I don't want to develop a forest area. Atilan, you just need to perform a druidic natural baptism for the foals born in my tribe in the next ten years."

"No problem."

Atilan smiled and slammed the table loudly.

"Very good, everyone is very energetic! For the Archdruid, for nature, let us work together for the next month to create the glory of the druids!"

Atilan's words instantly ignited the enthusiasm of all the druids present.

"For nature!"

Everyone raised their arms and shouted.

At this moment, the half-goat person walked into the banquet hall of Big Horn Town in a daze.

"Why is everyone gathered here today?"

Atilan believes that halflings should not abandon the basics and pursue frontal combat capabilities. Operations such as shooting cold arrows from behind are the most correct choice for halflings.

It's just that the strength of halflings is generally small, and the lethality of using conventional bows and arrows to shoot cold arrows is quite limited. As for crossbows, with the manufacturing process mastered by halflings, the power of crossbows is not much higher than that of bows and arrows.

On the contrary, compared to bows and arrows that can be fired once every five seconds, crossbows that can only be fired once every forty seconds are too inefficient.

As for the iron-armed crossbows owned by the dwarves, they never sell them to outsiders for fear of the iron-armed crossbow's technology being leaked.

After learning that it was gnoll invasion, the half-goat person angrily slapped the table.

"Today, I went to the halfling town not only to practice for the race, but also reached a preliminary agreement with the dwarf envoy specially staying in the halfling town to trade dried mutton and fruit wine and wheat flour for iron armor."

"Trade bean flour and dried lizard for iron weapons, and trade linen for iron farm tools."

Atilan's eyes lit up.

"Can Green Scale Town now produce linen steadily?"

The half-goat person looked at Atilan speechlessly.

"You spend some time in Green Scale Town every day. Do you not care about anything other than having the snake princess wipe your scales?"

Atilan looked at the half-goat person fearlessly and righteously.

"How can I not care! Isn't it because I've been busy with cultivation and fighting with the tiger-men recently? After the fight, I went to deal with the problems in Water Cellar Town. It's troublesome to deal with such a large area of saline-alkali land!"

"I personally cooked a feast for the Old Boy, and the gnolls came to invade again halfway through the meal. Do you think I'm busy or not? Besides, didn't I also run the relationship with Ivery?"

Atilan turned to look at the druids.

"By the way, the Old Boy is going to host a druid master tomorrow. Everyone should go together tomorrow and let the master see the outstanding young druids of our Bear-Man Forest."

"Everyone should perform well at that time and strive to make the master satisfied and pass on his unique skills to everyone. Even if the master only teaches some legendary druid skills, everyone will benefit endlessly."

This master's approach is almost completely different from that of the bear-men. The druid skills he masters are indeed worth learning.

As soon as they heard that the master was going to meet with the Old Boy tomorrow, everyone immediately exploded and stood up to say that they were going home to adjust their state and must show their best posture in front of the master.

Atilan was shooting himself in the foot.

If he hadn't mentioned the master, they would be discussing how to increase soil fertility now.

Now, the druids are going home to adjust their state and prepare their best skills so that they can show themselves in front of the master tomorrow.

After the druids left, Atilan and the half-goat person began to discuss the rewards for this gnoll invasion defense war.

The race that suffered the most casualties in this war was the centaurs who blocked the gnolls' advance.

A total of 42 centaur warriors were sacrificed, many of whom had only joined the Wasteland Kingdom recently. They had not even mastered the Hurricane Totem War Dance yet. Through this, Atilan also discovered the subtle effect of mastering the Totem War Dance in war.

More than a hundred centaurs who were blocking the enemy. It's not that the centaurs who survived were not attacked by the gnolls' javelins and cold arrows, but at critical moments, these flying objects were blown away by the wind, or the centaurs accelerated slightly under the care of the breeze.

These attacks were avoided.

Those centaurs who died did not have this little bit of luck.

"The centaurs performed so well that they must be given some rewards. The iron armor equipment this time will be given priority to the centaur elites. First, prepare a hundred sets of iron armor for them."

"As for the minotaurs, do you remember that I proposed adding a round iron plate to the chest position outside the rattan armor? This not only improves the defense of the rattan armor, but also consumes fewer resources."

"Prepare a hundred of these round plate chest armors for the minotaurs. They can be considered to have iron armor."

The half-goat person breathed a sigh of relief.

"The dwarves said that making iron armor for the minotaurs requires customization, because their body shape is too different from the dwarves' main customers, the northern humans. The dwarves must specially design a new type of iron armor for the minotaurs."

"As for the centaurs, combining the chain mail used by humans on the upper body and the horse armor is the iron armor equipment suitable for centaurs. The price of customizing a hundred sets is not too expensive."

"The ten thousand catties of dried mutton, five thousand catties of dried lizard, one hundred thousand flour, and one hundred thousand bean flour you gave me can be exchanged for five hundred sets of centaur suit iron armor, and also equipped with an iron spearhead. This is the price I finally negotiated."

Five hundred sets! Also equipped with iron spearheads!! Atilan's eyes widened in surprise.

"The fishmen produced a thousand bolts of linen these days, which can be exchanged for five hundred iron picks, one hundred iron shovels, and one hundred rakes."

Is the speed of linen production so fast? And is it so valuable?

"As for the round iron pieces you mentioned, I want the dwarves to send a hundred as gifts. They should agree, after all, it's such a big business."

Genius, business genius!

I didn't expect the half-goat person to have such excellent commercial negotiation skills.

"Will the dwarves be so generous?"

The half-goat person snorted coldly and said:

"I often go to the halfling town to drink. I've been to all three towns. The dwarves say everything when they're drunk. There have been no rebellions within the Northern Kingdom and no enemy invasions from outside these years."

"The demand for dwarven weapons and equipment has dropped sharply. The dwarves have had to come out of the mines, put down their favorite blacksmithing life, and cultivate the dwarves' barren mountainous land to grow wheat and carrots."

"We are the most likely major force to purchase dwarven arms next, and we will take out so many living materials for the first purchase. The dwarves will naturally give a preferential price and a wholesale price."

"These bearded men really only care about iron and wine. Few dwarves have high requirements for food anyway, as long as they can fill their stomachs and not starve to death."

"Meip, you have made a great contribution this time!"

Five hundred sets of centaur suit iron armor, removing the old and weak who cannot wear iron armor for long-distance running, Atilan feels that he can organize an elite Xuanjia cavalry.

The harsh environment of the wasteland and desert makes all surviving centaurs elites. Only the second-generation centaurs who grew up in the Wasteland Kingdom's wheat and black beans will have inferior soldiers who are not suitable for combat.

"When can the dwarves deliver the goods? I have already asked people to open up the mountain road from Water Cellar Town to the dwarves' eastern border town. When the time comes, let the dwarves bring the iron armor directly to Water Cellar Town for delivery."

"No problem, I will take people to Water Cellar Town tomorrow to build granaries. The environment there is indeed suitable for storing food. In the future, there will inevitably be large transactions with the dwarves."

"The environment of Big Horn Town is surrounded by ditches and is too moist, which is not conducive to grain storage. It is more suitable to store it in Water Cellar Town, so the road from Big Horn Town to Water Cellar Town must be repaired."

"It is too troublesome to let the minotaurs and centaurs carry grain for transportation. It is better to build roads for them to pull carts for transportation. Carrying it can only carry four hundred catties at a time, and pulling a cart can pull two thousand catties."

Atilan nodded repeatedly.

"Remember to ask the dwarves to send two repairmen. Some details of these equipment may need to be adjusted. By the way, send a few clever snake-men to follow the dwarves to help."

"See if you can steal a little bit of technology."

The half-goat person raised his eyebrows.

"What? Are you planning to train blacksmiths yourself?"

Atilan said with a smile: "Some things you can not use, can be worse than others, but you can not not have, otherwise when the dwarves do not sell ironware to us."

"We can't even repair these equipment."

As a Chinese time-traveler, Atilan knows too well the feeling of being strangled by others.

The half-goat person nodded in agreement.

"I will watch the arrangements. The centaur suits will be in place in as little as a week. Then you can start training the iron armor assault cavalry!"

"Well, I can't wait to see my Xuanjia elite cavalry!"