Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System - Chapter 709 - 302: Dark Night Elf God, Dawn of Trade

The Wetland Lizard-men had a feast at the farm, with each adult Three-tailed Pig weighing over 700 kilograms!

Though these big pigs contain less blood and flesh energy compared to High Tier Demons, quantity makes up for the lack of quality.

As long as the Wetland Lizard-men can eat, there’s no shortage!

However, even so, it would still take three to four days for this army to complete its transformation.

Lear watched for a while and then didn’t stay longer; since the pigs were all raised, there was no need for him to worry about the rest.

While contemplating, he went to the City Hall to discuss with Bain about expanding the pig farm.

This Mud Swamp People Hero pondered for a moment and replied.

“Your Majesty, the expansion of the pig farm is already in planning, but it will still require a certain buffer time.”

“Labor, site, food supply, all need to be sufficiently prepared… but currently, there’s still a lot lacking.”

“And the more we breed, the more difficult it is to manage. To maintain a monthly output of 5 million adult pigs, the pig farm needs to be expanded by at least 4 to 5 times.”

“At least 30,000 workers are needed to meet the requirements.”

Currently, each person in the pig farm manages over three hundred pigs, pushing their workload to its limits.

If not for the Horn of Fertility preventing the pigs from falling ill, it wouldn’t be sustainable.

But now, we’ve already hit the limit.

Attempting further rapid expansion won’t be easy.

Lear nodded, this served as a reminder to him.

Some things can only be understood by doing them personally to experience the problems.

Running operations isn’t as simple as listed data on paper.

Unexpected issues encountered can disrupt the rhythm at any moment, and more consideration is needed for these in the future.

“Alright, arrange for these matters according to the actual situation.”

“Is there anything difficult to manage lately?”

Bain pondered and then spoke softly.

“Your Majesty, everything in the territory is on track, they’re just trivial matters… the main issue now is Katana.”

“Oh? Please elaborate…”

“Yes, according to estimates, Katana will increase its population by at least 200,000 within a month!”

“In the next two months, it may even exceed 300,000…”

“This is an extremely exaggerated figure, and if not handled well, it can easily cause chaos.”

“Even if they all believe in you, this holds true.”

“And the people from the Original Plane can’t enter the swamp, which undoubtedly brings us many troubles.”

“Although I’ve arranged for over two thousand people to enter, it still requires careful handling.”

“Furthermore, another issue lies in how to efficiently utilize these human resources.”

“Merely having the population without using it means they’re just a burden, consuming food for nothing.”

Even though they can provide the Power of Faith, such a large population will inevitably impose enormous pressure on Weilu City’s logistics.

Only by converting them into productivity can the relationship be balanced.

Lear nodded.

“I’ll head to the Holy Song Clan later to negotiate with the Dark Night Elf God, opening trade cooperation with the Dark Night Elves.”

“It won’t be long before these people become useful.”

The Dark Night Elf God has already built a city in the Wilderness and summoned all the Dark Night Elves to gather.

At present, they lack everything, which is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for Weilu City.

Although the swamp can now be self-sufficient, missing the opportunity to exchange for better things from them would be regrettable.

“That’s great!”

Bain’s eyes lit up, full of anticipation.

Ever since the major shift in the situation, Weilu City hasn’t traded with the outside world for a long time.

Because of that, products like Dragon Blood Red Fish and Honey have exceeded their consumption, while desired goods, such as cotton and fabrics, are nowhere to be found.

Having a trade partner now is undoubtedly a great way to exchange surplus labor for the needed supplies.

After confirming that Bain had nothing else, Lear didn’t say much, giving a few closing remarks before leaving directly.

But before setting off, he thought it over and decided to summon the Ancient Goblin God.

Upon meeting, he immediately shared recent news on the Original Plane, the alliance with the Goddess of Misfortune, and other such matters with this Subordinate God, closing with.

“Azaro, in your opinion, how will the situation develop next?”

The Ancient Goblin God’s metal-forged face—surprisingly bearing the hue of a normal human’s—displayed an expression of contemplation.

After a long deliberation, he slowly said.

“Master, the Goddess of Misfortune is an Ancient God born at the beginning of creation, extremely powerful.”

“Alliance with her in the Original Plane is undoubtedly a significant advantage.”

“However, we must also be prepared to face challenges from even stronger entities, possibly direct threats to the swamp.”

Lear nodded, understanding that this was indeed the case, as strong Divine Spirits capable of clashing with the Goddess of Misfortune would bring another type of pressure.

But having already made a move, there’s no room for hesitation; cowering in such a grand upheaval would only lead to becoming food on the table.

“And the Goddess of Misfortune is very wary of existences disrupting the fate line, only indicating that those behind the scenes are even more terrifying.”

“If the current situation develops further, one day, the rules of the Main Plane may completely collapse!”

“By then, the Gods will personally descend on the Main Plane.”

“Only in this way can the fate line be torn apart, potentially leading to another twilight of the Gods, thus creating a new world ruler.”

Lear’s pupils constricted, and his expression became exceedingly grave.

Is there a possibility that the rules of the Main Plane might completely collapse in the future?

If so, that would be an absolute catastrophe!

Outside the Main Plane, not only Light Element Divine Spirits exist, but also countless Evil Gods thrive in the Bottomless Abyss, Nine Layers of Hell, and Undead Plane, these most wicked places.