"Halfling?"

Hearing this, Cardan paused, straightened his back, threw a handful of weeds in his hand aside, and looked at his finger in confusion.

"What does halfling have to do with farming!"

There are so many strange races in this world, and he did hear halflings for the first time.

"Sir, wild boars and dogheads are not suitable for farming. If you want to say it is suitable, taurens are more suitable, and halflings are more suitable than taurens."

"It is said that the halflings have the blood of the wood element lords flowing in their bodies, so they are born with affinity with plants. The land they cultivate, each time, has at least double the yield of the harvest of the land they farmed by other races."

"Humans and high elves have a tradition of hiring halflings. If you can enslave a group of halflings, then five hundred acres of land can be equivalent to the output of one thousand acres of land." Zhikou said respectfully.

"Is it so amazing?" Cardin was immediately moved.

As the population expands, he feels that it is not enough to reclaim 500 acres, even 5,000 acres.

There is no way, Cardan now has the desire to expand every day.

This means that the reserves of grain production areas need to grow larger and larger.

If there is a half-hearted person like Zhikou, wouldn’t he achieve twice the result with half the effort?

Cardan looked at the finger buckle suspiciously. He heard of Halfling for the first time, but the Elemental Lord knew.

This world has four major systems and thirteen attributes!

1. Natural system: the classification of natural elements, including fire, water, wood, wind, thunder, earth

2. Space-time system: the system of space-time, including space, time, chaos

3. Mysterious system: the distinction between light and darkness, including holy light and darkness

4. Spirituality: The distinction between the spiritual and soul, including will, soul

In other words, there are thirteen elemental lords.

Elemental elves are all gods, and they are very special lives.

Of course, these are all ancient legends.

At least there are no rumors on the mainland now that anyone has seen these "gods".

Every elemental lord is an incomprehensible treasure.

The bloodline of the Elemental Lord is already considered a descendant of the gods.

"Sir, for half-pear, how dare I deceive you, who is as smart as a god." When Kadan heard the clue, his scalp was numb, and he quickly spoke up and said affirmatively.

Seeing that Cardan had no movement, Xiaokouyou quickly added: "If you don't believe it, you can find Lord Bright or Lord Chonglou. Both of them have seen the world and must have heard of Halflings!"

"You mean I haven't seen the world?" Cardin turned cold and looked at his confident fingers with malicious intentions.

Finger was stunned and quickly bowed his body and said in a hurry: "Sir, I definitely don't have that intention."

He said while wiping his sweat, why did Cardan always play by the routine?

"Hmph, then do you know where the halfling is?" Cardan looked at the buckle posture and couldn't help but smile.

He was more than two meters tall, with one meter four fingers bent down, and in an instant, Cardan's gaze was like an adult scolding a child.

"I know... There is a halfling in the eastern part of the Istan area. The halfling is very weak. Adults can completely capture them with only a thousand warriors."

"Let them serve the adults!" Zhikou said hurriedly.

"The strength of the halfling is very weak? Then why didn't you catch the halfling and plant food for you?" Cardin looked at the fingers with a bright look.

Although the dog kowtowers do not farm, it is said that most dog kowtowers tribes have a group of slaves from all walks of life to farm for them.

There is not much land, but there is still some yield.

Cardan understands this. Although the kobold is lazy, he is not stupid enough to rely on stealing things to solve the problem of food and clothing.

What's more, the combat effectiveness of the dog-killer is even more powerful, and they dare not take action by tribes and caravans of a little larger size. They really rely on robbery, so they would have starved to death long ago.

"Well……"

"Sir, I undoubtedly discovered this halfling tribe last month." Zhikou said quickly when he saw Cardin's distrustful gaze.

"This halfling hides in the valley in the forest. I discovered traces of their activities during my hunting. I originally wanted to investigate, but because of the dog-headed people joining the army..."

"Last month? If you had fallen into my hands last month, would you say last month?" Cardin asked jokingly.

Finger was stunned and didn't understand at first, but after carefully chewing the words, he fell to the ground and hurriedly said, "Sir, every word I say is a fact, and I have never deceived you."

"Hmph, I don't want to know what you are trying to do, but you'd better have fewer ideas at the moment. Be my servant obediently, at least you won't go hungry."

"I won't die!!!"

Cardan warned coldly.

Zhikou followed him into the field several times, why didn’t he say it before, but he just said it now, because it was the idea that came to mind.

You said it's stupid, but sometimes it's very cunning.

Of course, the news about Halfling may be true.

But, so what? The current Storm Tribe draws out hundreds of troops and goes thousands of miles away to catch halflings?

If he does this, he will go crazy!

Even if it is true, it will be done when the tribe has the strength in the future.

Cardan glanced coldly at his fingers, then turned around and walked towards the busy wasteland.

Chief Finger Knocked up with a pale face and silently followed Cardan.

He is indeed a little selfish!

Because his wife and children are still in the tribe, and he met several former chiefs of the lords who have become the captain or deputy captain of the lords, everyone agreed that it was the conspiracy of the hinged chief.

Now that the thought of his tribe as likely to be annexed by the hinged chief, the chief was not very calm.

In fact, he was unwilling to cheat his enemy and even annex his tribe.

Therefore, he wanted to lead Cardan to send troops and "rescue" his tribe from the Hinged Chief.

But he didn't expect that a guy like Cardin would reject him without thinking.

Damn wild boar man alien!

Why so smart!

He lowered his head with his fingers down and cursed in his heart.

Of course, the halfling information he provided was indeed true, but it seemed difficult to catch.

soon!

Cardan came to the reclaimed wasteland. More than a thousand dog-headed people and nearly two thousand wild boars, the speed of opening wastelands was increasing rapidly every day.

When everyone saw Cardin coming, they became accustomed to it.

Even Cardin's growing reputation comes from his favorable feelings for him every day when he personally inspects the farming.

After all, their chiefs did not have the habit of watching them farming, or even guiding them to plant seedlings, pulling weeds, and fertilizing dirty and tiring work.

Moreover, Cardin's approachable image is becoming more and more popular.

Cardan asked roughly, and then stopped disturbing the person in charge of the wasteland.
Chapter completed!