Chapter 1013 - 568: Shafuri’s Thoughts, Farming Training Conference

The warriors’ suggestions are varied.

Most are focused on life within the territory.

Almost all the mages strongly demand the construction of another Magic Hall.

Although the Mage Training Ground also has meditation rooms, their effect cannot compare to the ten meditation rooms in the Magic Hall.

Thus, the Magic Hall is the most favored by the mages.

However, Zong Shen cannot solve this issue in the short term.

He does not have an appropriate Rare Level Building Replica Stone at hand, and can only wait to see if there will be an opportunity in the future.

The other warriors’ requests are quite varied as well.

They include problems related to daily meals and suggestions for the warrior squads.

There are also concerns about housing.

Listening to the warriors’ suggestions made Zong Shen’s head buzz as if struck by the Hammer of Intracranial Roar.

After hearing the warriors’ suggestions,

he quickly handed the aftermath over to Luna, Wenresa, and Doris.

They were tasked with detailing the equipment loss for the day.

Meanwhile, Zong Shen seized the chance to escape, directly driving the Burden-Bearer Mecha to find Hoy and Marie.

Upon reaching the empty space on the other side of the living area, he realized that the agricultural training meeting had not ended.

It’s already past ten o’clock at night.

Yet, the agricultural training meeting showed no sign of stopping.

This surprised him.

"Goodness! Could the training meeting become addictive?"

He murmured a comment to himself.

According to the original plan, the evening training meeting should have concluded at ten o’clock sharp, but it evidently ran overtime.

The farmers gathered densely around the outside.

The scale of over a thousand people still looked quite imposing.

Looking out, Zong Shen could see only a sea of bobbing heads, and could vaguely catch glimpses of sparks leaping from the bonfire among the crowd.

As for Marie and Hoy, he couldn’t see them at all.

Apart from the two of them,

the two heroic talents from the refugees and seven recruited heroic talents from the unclaimed territory were also present.

With these two provisions, the territory’s logistical heroic talents now numbered eleven.

Once they become familiar with each other, these newly joined heroic talents can quickly participate in territory construction and development work.

By then, territory’s logistical efficiency will take a step forward.

These heroic talents will also form the foundation of the territory’s future City Hall.

Zong Shen parked the Burden-Bearer Mecha outside the crowd.

The scene of the agricultural training meeting was bustling, and the farmers there had no idea the Lord was personally present. Zong Shen looked at the crowd and decided not to use brute force to enter, so he conveniently took out Lei Luo’s Horn and performed Floating Technique.

His body rose and flew directly above the crowd to the center.

The central circle within the crowd had about a hundred square meters of space.

Standing there, he surprisingly felt as if surrounded by the vast sea of the people.

At this moment, led by Hoy and Marie,

were those responsible for agricultural affairs, Erya and Xiaoping, and some farmers with rare talent level who studied agricultural books, wielding hoes forged by the Dwarf Uncle, they had cultivated several square meters of small plots and were intensely demonstrating and explaining farming techniques.

Such as how deep to dig, how much to plant, and how to distribute irrigation channels.

When Zong Shen gently descended,

Hoy and Marie were the first to react.

"Lord! You are here!"

Hoy was the first to bow and salute Zong Shen.

Beside him, Marie opened her mouth but did not speak.

Upon hearing Hoy’s voice, Zong Shen displayed a peculiar expression.

"Damn, Hoy, why does your voice sound like a crow’s?"

"Why did your voice suddenly become hoarse?"

Hoy’s voice was now rough and raspy, like iron plates rubbing against each other.

After hearing Zong Shen’s question, Hoy showed a bitter smile.

He turned to glance at Marie, and then they awkwardly explained together.

"To respond, Lord, because of the agricultural training meeting..."

"Our voices are basically hoarse."

"At least I can still speak."

"Marie can’t even talk now."

"It will take at least two or three days to recover."

After Hoy spoke, Zong Shen looked at Marie.

He saw the young girl nod forcefully, and her tense expression finally relaxed a little.

Not being able to speak was really unbearable for her.

Luckily, Hoy served as her translator.

Zong Shen paused for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

"You all really went to great lengths!"

"Later, head to the central district and let Marie get some Moon God Spring for you."

"I hope the spring water can heal your damage."

Zong Shen truly didn’t expect them to go to such lengths.

All the heroic talents knelt on one knee, paying respect to Zong Shen.

"Welcome, Lord!"

The surrounding farmers also knelt, bowing and paying tribute.

This scene looked like falling dominoes, with the crowd kneeling from the inside outward.

Zong Shen’s arrival interrupted the agricultural training meeting.

He gestured for everyone to rise.

The Otherworld’s formalities were somewhat fancy and complicated for him.

But when facing the farmers and warriors within the territory,

accepting their respect was also a way to ensure authority.

With his nod, all the farmers stood up.

Zong Shen raised his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to remain silent and prepare for his speech.

Perhaps due to loyalty, or other factors, all the farmers entered a mute state.

"Ahem..."

He cleared his throat gently before speaking loudly.

"I think tonight’s agricultural meeting can wrap up."

"Marie should have told everyone that for now, the territory isn’t suitable for comprehensive farming."

"At least another seven or eight days are needed!"

"I promise everyone will have suitable work."

"Those without jobs will also be allocated a piece of land!"