"As I said, we must find ways to be self-reliant instead of simply relying on God for food."
"Lord Nalant, please teach us what to do?!" A group of foreigners immediately looked at Nalant expectantly.
"Well, now I have assigned you three ways to work and support yourself."
"One is farming. Needless to say, let the orcs do it."
"Orcs know how to farm. When the time comes, they will open up large areas of farmland in the forest to grow sweet potatoes."
"Sweet potatoes are very easy to cultivate. This way, no matter what happens in the future, we can ensure that the orcs will not be short of food!"
Narante told the first arrangement.
"Farming sweet potatoes? Yes, Baron Narante, we are willing to cultivate sweet potatoes!"
Orcs are very fond of roasted sweet potatoes, which can fill their stomachs whether they are roasted or boiled.
Especially the fragrant taste and soft texture are a hundred times better than black bread.
Now Nalant actually asked them to farm this, and the orc leader was willing to do so.
As long as farming is not more difficult than wheat, they orcs will definitely be able to do it.
"Well, then I will talk about the second arrangement."
"That's hunting, but it's not hunting ordinary beasts, but specifically hunting monsters."
"You probably already know the size of this forest. It could accommodate billions of orcs back then."
"So, with the orcs leaving now, the number of magical beasts in this forest is simply inexhaustible."
"And after you hunt these monsters, I can help you sell them to the human kingdoms throughout the Holy Continent."
"The report you will receive when the time comes will definitely exceed your imagination."
"The tribes suitable for hunting include the dwarf tribe, the bullywug tribe, the lava tribe and the Medusa tribe!"
"At that time, all your races will unite to form several hunting teams."
"As long as your tribe members use their special skills in a tacit understanding, then even high-level monsters can be hunted by you!"
Nalant looked at the dwarf tribe and several other foreign leaders.
This is the livelihood he arranged for these races.
Moreover, he believed that it was a business that would definitely allow these aliens to live a good life and contribute a large amount of income to him, the lord.
Although there are more monsters in the Holy Continent than in the Glory Continent.
The price of meat from many low-level monsters is still one or two gold coins per pound.
But this also means that the team hunting Warcraft can capture more prey.
It doesn't take much to go out, as long as each team brings back five or six monsters, which is equivalent to thousands of kilograms of monster meat.
This is equivalent to thousands of gold coins.
This is still calculated by Narant at the lowest level.
After all, a hunting team can number hundreds of people no matter what.
How could a team with hundreds of golden knights capture only five or six low-level monsters in one trip?
And if several races put together ten or even twenty hunting teams like this, the harvest would be absolutely terrifying.
"Lord Nalant, what you said is very good. It's just that the monsters are very cunning. If we hunt often."
"As time goes by, they will take the initiative to stay away from our area. It will be very difficult to find them by then!"
At this time, the dwarf leader expressed his opinion to Nalant.
A group of foreigners have hunted before, so they naturally know how difficult it is to catch monsters.
Especially they possess wisdom.
When they encounter more hunting teams, they will definitely run or hide when they see the hunting teams.
In this way, you can't use food to lure them into a circle and round them up like you would when hunting ordinary wild beasts.
Or simply rely on setting traps to catch them.
"You don't have to worry about this, I will naturally find a solution by then."
Nalant waved his hand towards the dwarf leader.
With his beast-inducing kiwi fruit around, this is no problem at all.
"Next, the night elves and the two wing tribes are the only ones left!"
Nalant looked at the Queen of the Night and the other two wing clan leaders.
Of course, I have to say something here.
Originally, the Black Crow Wing Tribe lost its leader some time ago because its leader was killed by Nalant.
However, on the way back, Nalant appointed a new leader in the Black Crow Wing Clan.
"What I have arranged for you is to tame monsters."
"If we rely solely on hunting, it is not a permanent way to survive."
"After all, the growth of Warcraft in the wild is definitely not as fast as hunting."
"So, we must also make plans for the long-term future."
"That is, when the hunting team goes out, they will bring back all the monster cubs they find."
"Then you three races will be reared again."
"The two wing tribes are specifically responsible for finding food to feed the monsters."
"The night elves are responsible for daily care."
"In this way, when the number increases and these monsters have enough food, they will reproduce at an extremely fast speed."
"When the reproduction reaches a certain level, the hunting team may not have to work hard to continue hunting."
"But also learn to raise monsters, and then sell them to earn gold coins!"
"Queen of the Night, what do you think?" Nalant looked at the Queen of the Night.
"Lord Nalant, although we night elves have never done anything like this before."
"However, since it was arranged by you, we can give it a try!"
The Queen of the Night offered no resistance.
If they can really cultivate a steady stream of magical beasts in the future as Nalant said, then maybe they really don't have to worry about food anymore.
Of course, she also knew that the most important thing here was Nalant.
Because in the past, these races were inconsistent with the human race.
Even if there is something that I really want to trade with humans, I won't be able to get it.
Now, there is no need to worry.
"Very good, then the matter is settled!"
"In addition, in order to facilitate you to better complete your respective work in the future."
"Here I have a proposal that I would like to make to the clan leaders." Nalant's expression became slightly serious.
"Speak, Baron Narante!"
Seeing Nalant being so serious, the clan leaders couldn't help but become slightly nervous.
"That's why I need all of your tribes to build a temple of the Bone Dragon Knight."
"What, the temple of the Bone Dragon Knight?"
When the leaders of the foreign races heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.
"Yes, it is the temple of the Bone Dragon Knight, but please rest assured, clan leaders, I am not asking you to abandon your original beliefs."
"You can continue to believe in the original gods. It's just that you add the belief of a Bone Dragon Knight to the original gods."
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To be continued...