This huge project took Gavin and his team more than two days.
During this period, he also drove a carriage and sent a bunch of miscellaneous things back, and also dispatched a small team of kobolds, which was the result of overtime work.
But the harvest was quite fruitful. The stack of large and small spiritual crystals was as big as a head. Not only was there enough to make spiritual crystal servants, there was even a surplus.
This in disguise confirmed Gavin's guess that there was a spiritual crystal mineral vein nearby. The exact location was not yet known. The only known location was in the hands of a goblin tribe.
It is not difficult to find out which goblin tribe is in the hands of it. It only takes ten days to let the half-ogre wander around according to the old tax collection method.
Gavin recorded this incident in his itinerary, drove a carriage, and returned with the half-ogre and two small groups of kobolds carrying large and small bags.
As he walked, the half-ogre couldn't help but look back at his cave. He vaguely felt that it was unlikely that he would be able to return here again in this life.
There is no need to mention the sadness and anger of the past few days.
Not only did he have to carry a bunch of people, but he was also bullied by the kobolds who had been oppressing him for as long as he could remember. He rummaged through his cave and loaded the treasures he had worked so hard to accumulate over the years into their carriage.
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The skeletal decorations that he regarded as art were thrown everywhere by the kobolds, trampled under their feet, and trampled into the mud.
Anger, like a ball of fire, surged from his heels to the top of his head, burning his brain and soul, completely igniting him.
But the next second, in a pair of cold and dangerous eyes, it was extinguished again.
According to Roar's wild intuition, if he dares to hurt a kobold, he will not have another chance.
It's not like I haven't thought about running away. Several times, I even found a perfect opportunity. I just had to jump into another mountain col. With my big steps, the group of short legs behind me would never be able to catch up with me.
But every time when Hao was about to take action, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with iron.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the food he had eaten in the past two days.
He has never eaten anything so delicious in his life. In comparison, everything he ate before was just garbage.
I used to eat garbage every day, but I didn't feel any better.
Now that he had tasted the delicious food, the half-ogre was a little hesitant to ask him to go back to eating garbage.
But often after this hesitation, he has already followed the team a long way away, and the opportunity to escape is fleeting.
The half-ogre's roar is not as deep-minded as he thought. Basically everything is reflected on his face and actions. The look of struggle, contradiction, ferocity, and timidity are constantly reflected on his ugly face.
, alternating back and forth, even the kobolds could tell his mood based on this, let alone Gavin.
By the time he returned to the Black Well, Gavin was basically certain that the half-ogre had completed its preliminary domestication and could proceed to the second step, including the Black Well tribe.
In just two days without Gavin, the Black Well tribe is undergoing earth-shaking changes.
There is a lot of construction going on here.
The logs that had just been felled were being dragged over by the kobolds.
More kobolds, led by Goss, were carrying simple tools to regulate the land around the Black Well Mine.
The biggest change is that most of the kobolds are no longer naked, but have more or less leather armor and weapons. The strongest ones even have studded armor on their bodies.
These equipments were naturally dug out from the garbage pile of Half-Ogre Howl, and repaired by goblin warlocks and girl priests using repair techniques.
This is the best sign that the Black Well Tribe has accepted them.
They were originally like duckweeds, floating at the mouth of a black well. Any wave might wash them away, but now they are going to take root here.
"Sir, you are back." When Goss heard the news, he immediately came up to him and followed Gavin step by step. "Sir, my people will do the preliminary leveling work," he said. But we really don’t know how to build the house at the back. Let me see. We can expand the entrance of the black well several times, and in a few days, we can dig out a cave for a few adults to live in."
"In the past two days, how many people from other tribes have come to defect?" Gavin did not answer Goss's question.
Upon hearing this question, Goss's eye sockets also raised, his fine scales also opened, his whole person's spirit improved to a higher level, and he quickly replied: "Thirteen, I heard from the new tribesmen. , many tribesmen in their tribe had the same idea, but were forcibly suppressed by their leader. They came here secretly, but I estimate that their leader's forceful suppression would not last long, not a few days. At least twenty more people will come to seek refuge with Wang. By then, our tribe will be able to break through to one hundred Wang, and we will no longer be a black well nest, but a black well cave."
Whether it is a nest or a cave, these are special terms used by the kobolds themselves to classify the size of the nest. For them, population is everything, so they naturally use the number of people to divide the size of the nest.
"How many people can your black well accommodate?" Gavin asked a new question.
Goss was stunned. Apparently he had not considered this issue before. He counted on four fingers and said, "One hundred, one hundred and fifty. It should be able to accommodate one hundred and eighty at present. If it is squeezed, it can be around two hundred, and more." , it’s just a bit too crowded.”
"How long do you think it will take us to reach two hundred?"
"This..." Goss looked a little hesitant. If we follow the current natural growth method, it will take at least half a month. After all, there are only a few kobold tribes nearby, but with Gavin's acting style, He won't necessarily sit back and wait.
Goss's wandering eyes fell on the half-ogre who had joined the construction team not far away. He felt that his head was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he woke up with a buzzing sound, "Ten days, at most one ten days. The number of our tribe will exceed 200."
The half-ogres exploited not just their tribe, but all the tribes within a few kilometers of the surrounding area.
Now that this villain has been taken care of by Gavin, Gavin only needs to take him to stand in front of the surrounding kobold tribes and reveal his identity. Countless kobolds will join the black gang. Well tribe.
No, no, that's not right.
This idea really underestimates the intimidating power of roaring around here.
Gavin had already walked up and down the nearby mountain road several times with his roar. The news that the half-ogre had a new owner would soon spread to the surrounding mountains with the mountain wind. Those cunning
The guy will pack it up and deliver it to your door.
Gavin showed a very smart expression and said, "So, take a long-term view. There will be knowledgeable construction personnel, professional miners, and powerful warriors. We will also have it. What you have to do now is
Take your tribe with you, lay a solid foundation, and prepare for the upcoming population growth."
"Your Excellency is right, I am too short-sighted." Goss nodded repeatedly and said sincerely.
Privately, he always thought that he was a smart person, a clever kobold, and very shrewd in his various calculations. But when he came to Gavin, after a few questions, his brain turned into a mush, which was not enough at all.
Because the other party's eyes are never on the details of his calculations, but on the longer-term and more macroscopic situation.
Whenever my thoughts are synchronized with the other person's thoughts, I look back at my own thoughts and calculations. They are so childish and ridiculous.