Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 69 - 66 Anna’s Proposal Please Follow _1

69: Chapter 66 Anna’s Proposal (Please Follow) _1

69: Chapter 66 Anna’s Proposal (Please Follow) _1

Since the topic of farming came up, Gaven took the opportunity to clarify, “Our current reliance on imported food is only a temporary solution.

Entrusting our basic sustenance to others is always a risky move—it’s all too easy for them to exploit our vulnerabilities.

Expanding our cultivation is something we must do immediately.

In ten days, it will be the ideal time for planting, but it’s already too late to start clearing new fields.”

“Since we can’t till the land meticulously, we’ll have to sow broadly and plant in the wild.

When the next caravan arrives, several carts will be full of grain seeds.

Gos, you need to make sure you distinguish them clearly and don’t end up eating the seeds.

Then you’ll lead several teams with me into the mountains to plant the seeds.

As long as we plant them, we’ll reap something.”

This plan was not something Gaven had come up with on the fly; he had a detailed strategy laid out.

The Rocklands are complex in terrain, not barren lands.

While they lack the widespread river flats of the plains, there are still numerous small plots of tillable land on the more gentle slopes and valley flats.

The Gnolls and Goblins aren’t entirely non-agricultural either—the Blackwell Tribe has its own cultivated land by the small river flat.

Compared to the meticulous farming of Humans, they employ a rough style of cultivation that doesn’t concern itself with seeding, irrigation, weeding, or pest control.

How much they harvest in the end entirely depends on the weather.

Given the current conditions, all Gaven could do was adopt the Gnolls’ method of farming, but on a much larger scale—not just planting every hill surrounding the Blackwell Tribe but anywhere they could gather grain seeds.

After all, it was unclaimed land; who knew how many people the Blackwell Tribe would have come winter.

The crops Gaven planned to plant were not grains that require rich soil but rather vine vegetables, potatoes, and other root crops.

These crops all share one common feature: they have high yields, are hardy, and require minimal care.

As long as the weather isn’t too severe, their harvest tends to be reliable.

They can serve as both grain and vegetables and are easy to store, especially in the Gnolls’ mine shafts, which are excellent storage environments—they could keep from this summer to the next without spoiling.

Gaven knew he wouldn’t get much input from them on this matter, so he skipped over it quickly, his gaze still on Zack.

Zack shook his head hastily, “Leader, the only thing I can think of right now is these two suggestions, why don’t you ask the others first, and I’ll keep thinking.”

“Alright.” Gaven knew better than to press a single person for more ideas; his gaze swept over everyone’s faces, “What about you all?”

“I…I…I have one idea…

I’m not sure if it counts.” The Maiden Priestess carefully raised her hand, her old nervous habit kicking in.

“Oh?” Gaven perked up, focusing on Anna with renewed interest, “Let’s hear it.”

“I…I would like to build a church…

A church of Ilmater…

I want to guide any interested Gnolls…

onto the path of the God of Suffering’s faith.” Being the center of attention made the Maiden Priestess even more nervous, and beads of sweat began to roll down her round forehead.

“Does the God of Suffering accept followers from other humanoid races?” asked Gaven, somewhat surprised.

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As long as one follows his path, he does not concern himself with one’s racial origin,” Anna replied, her nervousness noticeably lessened as she spoke of her faith, “We should not use our own narrow vision to guess at a deity’s heart.”

Gaven found the Maiden Priestess’s explanation quite convincing, especially given the change in faith that occurred just last year.

The strength of the gods no longer depended directly on their clerics but was instead directly correlated to the number of followers they had in the Material Plane.

In simple terms, the more followers a deity had, the more powerful they became, and vice versa.

If a deity lost all followers on the Material Plane, it would mark their downfall.

The gods, eager to expand their following, certainly wouldn’t mind the racial background of their devotees.

Gaven didn’t answer Anna directly but instead turned his gaze to the four Gnolls, “What do you think about this?

Does it conflict with your original beliefs?”

“It doesn’t conflict.

Kulturmak is only our Guardian, not entirely our faith.”

“Faith is a personal freedom; we won’t interfere.”

The four gnolls didn’t show much change in expression, evidently not averse to the idea.

“Since that is the case, go ahead with it.

The church is a simple matter—start by digging a cave dwelling like mine to make do.

As long as your faith is devout, even a small statue will allow the God of Suffering to hear your prayers,” Gaven naturally wouldn’t oppose the idea.

Ilmater was a famously lawful and good deity, and most who were cultivated in this church would be healers, a type of priest he could never have too many of.

Turning his head, Gaven gave Anna a new task, “Since teaching them doctrines and prayers will definitely require literacy, why not start a literacy class within your church to teach the gnoll youths Common speech?”

“Even if Mr.

Gaven hadn’t mentioned it, I would have done it,” the maiden priestess was eager to be a mentor and took great interest in such matters.

“Not just the gnoll youths, but the adults need to learn to read and write in Common as well, especially you four.

From now on, in addition to your work, you have the task of learning ten Common words every day, and I will conduct regular inspections.”

“Understood.”

Upon hearing that they were to learn Common speech, some were excited and interested, while others drooped their heads in disinterest.

“That includes you, Hou.

Your task is increased to twenty words a day.”

“Ah…” Hearing his own name, the half-ogre instinctively stood up, drooling half a foot long, and said in a daze, “Sir, what is it?”

Gaven’s eye twitched slightly, and he repeated his command, “In addition to training, learn twenty Common words each day.

Anna will teach you.”

“Ah?

Ah!” The half-ogre’s eyes widened, and he touched his bald head in confusion, “Why do I need to learn to read?”

“If I tell you to learn, you learn.

For every word you miss, you’ll get one less bowl of food,” Gaven wasn’t in the mood to explain.

“Understood.” The half-ogre, with a conflicted expression, sat back down and exchanged a look with the Goblin Sorcerer, who was still puffing up his cheeks.

Thinking about those Common words they recognized but he couldn’t recall, he completely lost the urge to sleep.

“Next item on the agenda, who has one?”

“I do, I do,” Cangya couldn’t hold back, and said.

“Speak.”

“I think we should domesticate ferocious minks and form a Ferocious Mink Cavalry,” Cangya naturally started with what he knew best—the military.

“Not a bad idea, but where would these Ferocious Minks come from?” Gaven, of course, knew the value of a cavalry, even if they were expensive, it would be worth it.

“This…” Clearly Cangya hadn’t thought of this problem, and hesitantly answered, “We could search and capture them in the wild, then bring them back for domestication.”

“While that’s one method, it’s not very efficient,” Gaven shook his head, “Keep an eye out during your field training, see if there are Ferocious Minks in the vicinity.

Don’t force it.

I’ll also contact human merchants and see if there’s a channel, but don’t keep your hopes too high.

Ferocious Mink mounts aren’t popular among humans; on the contrary, pony mounts are not difficult to come by in bulk.

As a compromise, I’ll find a way to get you a batch of ponies.

Train with them first, and if there’s a chance in the future, we can try to get Ferocious Minks.”

Due to their burrowing nature, gnolls and ferocious minks got along well and were natural partners.

Ferocious Mink Cavalry was a unique troop type of the Gnoll Tribe.

Few goblins rode ferocious minks, just as few gnolls rode Zuo Lang wolves.

Yet, with so many gnoll tribes coming to join, not a single Ferocious Mink had been seen, indicating that this region didn’t produce them much.

To obtain them, one would have to find a way through other gnoll tribes, whether by assimilation or trade.