Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 581. 578. Supply Crisis
In the pasture area in the north of Yeqi City, in the breeding farm, under the surprised eyes of the teachers, the old barbarian said unhurriedly: "The Benma Plain is like this, it is fair to every barbarian, and when you are young, you have strength. If you dare to fight and kill, you have to challenge the authority of the old barbarians. Take away their rights, horses, and even women."

When the old man said this, he wanted everyone to have fun and relax, but he saw that the faces of the teachers in front of him became more dignified.

"When we grow old and our strength weakens, we have to accept the fate of being slaughtered by the little savages. Now that the tribes are unified, life will be better. Give us old guys a place to go."

When it comes to the present life, Gray Ponytail's eyes are full of light.

"Besides, our tribe used to have hundreds of people, only a few dozen long-haired sheep and a dozen black-scaled horses. The grasslands were plagued by white, black, yellow, and mosquitoes. If there was a little carelessness, there would be no livestock left.

The whole tribe points to the fact that when the alliance is held, black-scaled horses will be exchanged for food, and if it is the season when the crops are not harvested, they will collect grass seeds and sweet potatoes.It was almost winter before I dared to slaughter a long-haired sheep to see meat. How could it be possible to eat meat every day like now. "

……

The two suns are about to set, and there is a long line of pack animals parked on the north side of the breeding area.

The teachers and students of the Galloping Horse Academy stepped onto the high platforms on both sides of the pack animals and sat on the seats specially used for carrying people. The pack animals team would send them back to the college after visiting for a day.

"Sitting on this shelf, I always feel that I am a generation of salt and iron ingots," Milady said to his colleagues with a smile, "I thought these beasts of burden would pull us back with some kind of cart, but no Thinking of carrying it back like this."

Hearing this, Kang Tanni also smiled and said: "Didn't you listen to what Wu Ling said in the morning? Tomorrow we will sit like this and go to the workshop in the east. Now all the horses and carriages are limited to the western border. It is estimated that there will be enough horse-drawn carriages to supply the city next year."

"Actually, it's okay to sit on pack animals, I think they're quite stable!" Milady said so, but she was still reminiscing about what she saw during the day.

As early as a month ago, when she knew that she had just heard that she was going to come to the Benma Plain, she had discussed with her best friend Kang Tanni, what was the origin of the new owner of the Benma Plain.

At that time, people in their school were rumored that Lante Benma was a brave and pious barbarian leader, and it was he who won the favor of His Majesty the God Emperor with his fiery faith.

However, after the actual meeting today, in Milady's mind, Rand is a gentle, friendly lord who always considers the development of the territory. He is a human nobleman through and through, but treats the barbarians on the plain as his own people.

"Mileddy? How many of our students can become demon possessors in the end?" Contani looked at his best friend who was silent, and asked suddenly, "If all 400 students have activated their blood, Can Lord Rand supply so many people? Can he allow high-ranking among them?"

Subconsciously, Milady couldn't believe it: "No way, these children don't have his blood. They can already serve the territory if they can become junior professionals. Why should they be trained to the middle level? Let alone the high-level ones. ..."

"But I heard that few of his high-level mages and subordinates who have reached the level of high-level knights are his blood!"

"...I don't know, how can we all understand the life of the big family?" Milady shook her head. Although she said so, she still hoped that more students among her students would be successfully stimulated and truly Feel this magical world.

……

The teachers from the imperial capital were discussing the future of the students, and in the palace of Padmira, the little cardinal and Rand reported similar content.

"A total of 11 children were inspired by the bloodlines today, and four children who were inspired by the bloodlines two days ago successfully became apprentice priests. If you only look at the children who came from the imperial capital, a total of 4 people were inspired from the 1st to today."

After reading the data, Little Red Bird did not forget to add: "The children from the imperial capital are not only motivated quickly, but their potential is also growing rapidly. Yesterday, 50 people were randomly selected to re-test their potential, and at least 15 of them reached 9. The standard of the ball, that is to say, there may be 60 of all the children who can stimulate the blood at any time."

Speaking of which, the girl paused, glanced at Rand, and asked with a smile: "My lord, you have to prepare potions for 60 people,"

"60 people..." Rand was having a splitting headache at this moment, "It's useless to rob the Benma Fund"

"Or supply all the potions produced in the territory according to the minimum standard..." Little Cardinal put forward a solution, but immediately denied it. "But we are about to fight, and it is impossible to reduce the supply of high-level."

Since Rand built the beehive land desperately, with the construction of the Galloping Horse Academy, the transfer of magic plants in the Elven Garden, the development of the magic furnace industry, and the formation of the magic plant healing garden, the potions and magic plants in the territory have once been enriched , the victory over the Devil Rat army has allowed the main members to obtain sufficient rations at once.

However, with the increase in production capacity, the number of mouths to eat is increasing faster. The 200 students are just the latest batch. There are also the galloping clansmen who have joined before, and the elves who have been recruited by various means. The Wolfman and the Frostwolf, and the children who have recently inspired the bloodline.

Many of the newly joined forces are already middle-level, or even some high-level, so their demand for potions, magic plants, and monster meat is even greater, so the development of the territory has entered a new bottleneck.

"My lord, if our territory can't afford to support 200 people, why did the Tower of Purity want to send us 4000 people at first?" Seeing Rand's embarrassed expression, Little Cardinal asked puzzled.

"Because people didn't think that we could stimulate the blood of 200 people here at the beginning, and they came at a ratio of [-]%," Lante shook his head, "and the legends and mentors in the imperial capital are not really short of magic. Medicines and magic plants, it’s just that the density of magic over there is too concentrated, leaving no more opportunities for civilians.”

Although Rand also understands that as long as the supply of some children is artificially reduced, the supply problem of the territory can naturally be alleviated, but in his heart he hopes to give all children a fairer chance, so he said: "I have almost figured out a way. Give it a try in two days."

Just when Lante was about to make the next arrangement with Little Cardinal, the black rabbit ran over, "Lant, Lante, Agni is feeling a bit uncomfortable, please hurry up and see her!"

"Huh?" Rand ran out of the door anxiously.

(End of this chapter)