With the help of the people in mind, the news of "Descendants of the Gods" and "Rebuilding Asgard" seemed to have grown wings, spreading like wildfire in the Froststone Camp.

　　 A new **** world after the gods at dusk, such a beautiful vision, like a lighthouse appearing in the dark sea, is enough to make everyone crazy.

At first, some people questioned the authenticity of the news, but the clan leader McGill's appearance, the detailed description of his nephew Massiken returning to the Hall of Valor, plus the supporting oaths of 21 patriarchs, the entire camp suddenly fell into a frenzy of faith. Among.

　　 But all the parties involved, Todd, didn't know it at all, soaked in the snuff workshop all day, and a group of shamans headed by Minnie worked on the specialties of Froststone Camp.

"Material selection is the first process. The first thing to do is "smell"." Todd picked up a handful of air-dried tobacco, put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully: "The scent should be moderate, not smelly, too heavy. Or the smell that is too weak is not suitable for making the best snuff."

After that, he pointed a tobacco leaf at the sunlight, pointed to the veins inside, and said to the shamans: "The next thing to do is'look.' A good tobacco leaf should be thick brown-brown, and the color is too light or dark. Not suitable, too thick or thin blades are not good either."

"The last is "touch"." Todd used the pads of his fingers to gently touch the veins of the tobacco leaves, rubbed his index finger and thumb, and said: "The finest tobacco, after air-drying, It should feel slightly sticky to the touch, like some oil stains on the leaves."

Todd put down the tobacco in his hand, pointed to the milling dishes and clay pots in the room, and said: "The next step is to grind the tobacco into fine powder, filter it through a silk screen, and finally put it into a clay pot and seal it for underground fermentation. "

Hearing this, Minnie laughed, and the wrinkles on her face squeezed together with the movement: "Boss, your knowledge of tobacco has surprised us old people who have been immersed in medicinal herbs for decades. "

Todd waved his hand mockingly: "There was a period in the past when life was monotonous and boring. Tobacco research has become one of my few interests... Apart from this, the problem is that I still know a little bit about the manufacturing process. , But when it comes to product formulations, I can’t do anything about it.”

　　Minnie nodded: "We elderly people have some experience with herbs and materials, and we will be able to debug the best products."

　　 After a few words of encouragement to these shamans, Todd left the workshop and returned to the small building.

　　Richel was busy sorting out the statistics of the tribe, when he saw Todd coming in, he nodded gently.

　　 Todd looked around and asked, "Where is Deirdre?"

　　Rachel wrote a series of numbers on the paper, and said casually: "In the room upstairs, Massiken’s spirit-calling ritual consumed a lot of her energy, and she hasn’t recovered yet."

　　 Todd opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally sighed: "Let her rest."

　　Rachel raised his head, glanced at him, and said nothing.

　　 "How is the camp?"

Rachel picked up the statistics sheet and said to Todd: "There are almost 1,200 people in the camp. Excluding knights and gladiators, the barbarian warriors have been trained into an army of 240 people. In addition, the camp wall The Hejian Tower has been completed, and the basic defense capabilities are already available."

　　 Todd scratched his head: "Well, what about the problems in the camp?"

"The biggest trouble is the food. Aisha's fleet will not arrive until next week, but this time she came, and there was a part of the cabin space for snuff bottles, which severely compressed the transportation volume of food." Turning over the paper in hand: "Although it is spring, the camp can rely on hunting and fishing to supplement the grain depot, but the population is growing too fast, and the snuff trade needs to go through a series of processes of production, shipment, sales, and sales. , I am worried that this will not keep up with our needs."

　　 Todd was silent with his chin resting on his hand.

Rachel suddenly remembered something and asked, "I remember that the veterinarian named Wayne said he was going to build a "bloodworm farm"? Maybe we can also build the same building here and use the blood. Worms to replenish food?"

Todd shook his head: "Yesterday, I also had a regular meeting with the cabinet of Twilight West. According to Joe, although blood worms are cultivated fast and produce high meat, there is a virus in the body. Diarrhea, heart palpitations and even fainting, but the griffon eats it but nothing happens. Therefore, the blood worms can only be used as food for the griffon at present, and cannot be used as food for humans."

　　Rachel was a little frustrated: "If this is the case, then I suggest suspending immigration."

　　 Todd touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "About the descendants of the gods, what is the reaction in the camp now?"

"With the testimony of the leaders of the tribe, plus your great power on the battlefield last winter, all the people of the tribe believe in the rumors of "Rebuilding Asgard." In every tribe, everywhere I can see your totem and mural in the form of a tyrant."

　　 Todd pondered for a moment: "So about the founding of the nation..."

"I don't recommend that you are busy building a country right now." Rachel teased his ears: "Once, the foundation of the camp is not stable. At this time, you are eager to seize power from the patriarchs, which may cause trouble; Secondly, the announcement of the founding of the nation at this time will surely arouse the vigilance of Ulster and Connaught. These two countries are already at war on the border. We have no reason to attract unnecessary attention."

　　 Todd nodded in agreement: "So from your point of view, what should I do now?"

　　Richel cocked his finger: "In the final analysis, there are four goals. One, to consolidate your Holy Spirit status; two, to reduce the influence of the tribe; three, to increase the food in the camp; four, to expand the army in your hands."

　　 "Rachel, have you discovered that these four goals can actually be achieved simultaneously in one method."

　　 Todd's words made Richel somewhat confused: "At the same time? What method?"

　　 "War."

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　　 A special prisoner is being held in the prison of Froststone Camp.

　　 Todd looked down at the unkempt and wounded Minister Ulster in front of him, and said nothing.

　　Fogal, who was a prisoner of the lower order, looked at Todd with muddy eyes, and suddenly grinned.

　　 Todd is a little strange: "Why are you laughing?"

　　 "Your arrival means that I can live. Isn't this something to be celebrated?"

　　 "Have I said not to kill you?"

　　 "If you want to kill me, you won't come to see me in person." Fogall's eyes sharpened: "If I guessed correctly, you have asked me."

Todd squatted down, looked up and down at the official who was once under one person, and shook his head and said: "I want to disappoint you. I am not here to beg you for anything, but to assess your worth. "

　　 Forgar looked at each other deeply and suddenly said, "Looking at the whole Ulster, you will never find anyone who is as familiar with the kingdom as I am."

　　 Todd shrugged, found a clean place outside the prison, sat down, and said to Fogar in a leisurely time: "Go on, I'm listening."

　　 "The distribution of forces, the cages of slaves, the loopholes in the line of defense, I know everything you want to know, not only that, which city has a granary, which castle hides treasures, which aristocracy is the richest..."

　　 Listening to Fogar talking about "personal value", Todd suddenly remembered the "Leader Party" that often appeared in previous film and television works.

　　 Looking at the expressionless Todd, Fogall was a little flustered: "If you are not interested in these, I can lead you to reveal the kingdom's greatest secret-the beast!"

　　 Todd's eyes lit up: "War beast?!"

　　 Fogar nodded in a hurry and said: "The kingdom has several top-secret breeding grounds for beasts, which store the methods and materials used for breeding beasts in the kingdom for thousands of years."

　　 Todd suppressed the curiosity in his heart, smiled and said to Fogar: "So ~lightnovelpub.net~ what do you want in return? For example, let you go back to Ulster?"

　　 Foggar shook his head vigorously: "Iconki Urban's personality, he will definitely attribute the failure of this war to me. If I go back like this, death will be my only destination."

　　 "So how about giving you wealth? You can take the money and go to a safe place for the rest of your life."

　　 "Walking in the north with a large sum of money is like a hare pacing under the noses of a hunter. That is nothing but death!"

　　 "How is the power? I can give you a free job in the clan."

　　 "I used to be a favorite of the Ulster Kingdom. Almost half of the people in the Froststone Camp wanted to kill me. If I seek power here, I will die one day."

　　 "Freedom, wealth, power, you don't want it." Todd was completely helpless: "What do you want?!"

Foggar knelt on the ground and climbed forward two steps, holding his hands tightly on the fence of the cage, and whispered: "Boyle, listen! Soldiers, food, treasury, beasts... all the information of the kingdom And secrets, I can tell you all, I only have one request..."

　　 Fogar stretched his head forward desperately, staring at the other side fiercely: "I want you to swear to the gods, you will marry my daughter Emmel!"

　　

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