Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 72 - 69 The Benefits of Stockpiling Please Follow_1

72: Chapter 69 The Benefits of Stockpiling (Please Follow)_1

72: Chapter 69 The Benefits of Stockpiling (Please Follow)_1

“This time it’s a professional match.

If you wanted other gems, it would take me a while to get them, but if it’s the spirit container, well, that’s filled with psychic energy from the spirit crystal stone.

I can bring some out for you.

Just wait a moment.” Gaven turned and walked toward his living quarters, the corners of his mouth betraying a grin; his habit of hoarding goods had come in handy much sooner than expected.

Of course, Gaven wouldn’t carry ordinary spirit crystal stones with him; what he had was a spirit container infused with psychic energy.

In his spare time, he had already completed the psychic consciousness weaving, acquiring the key ability for casting spells as a Psychic Sorcerer—psychic power points.

He now had four psychic power points.

Don’t underestimate these four points.

Each one allowed Gaven to release a Psychic Blast, the kind without recoil—that was one of only two psychic abilities he had unearthed.

The other psychic ability was Vigor.

As the name implies, it’s an ability inclined toward self-healing that can briefly stimulate one’s own vitality.

The thing about psychic power points is that they work like human stamina: once used up, they naturally regenerate after a day’s rest, but they don’t accumulate if not used.

Gaven had barely any opportunities to fight recently, and since he had enough spirit crystal stones in hand, such a careful and thrifty person wouldn’t waste them.

Before resting, he would infuse unused psychic power points into spirit crystal stones to store for future use.

Gaven moved a small wooden box to the meeting table, placed it there, and while opening it, he said, “See if these are enough for our use tonight.

If not, I’ve got two more boxes uninfused with psychic abilities.”

Gurgle!

Susie couldn’t help but swallow her saliva and nearly got dazzled by the brightly shining crystals in the small wooden box.

The box, big enough to fit half a gnoll, was filled with spirit containers, akin to a pile of pebbles: the smallest was only as big as the nail on her little finger, the largest as big as her thumb, all emitting a soft glow.

The fluctuations of psychic ability from within were so distinct that even an ordinary person could clearly feel them.

Even Susie, who once owned a spirit crystal mine, had never seen so many spirit crystal stones in her life.

She nodded repeatedly, “That’s enough, more than enough.

Unless tonight a hundred Blackwell clan people start the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony, otherwise, it’s sufficient.”

“Where did you get so many spirit crystal stones, sir?

Could it be that the Blackwell Mine produces them?

No, the Blackwell Mine produces iron ore, doesn’t it?” Susie couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

Gaven explained indifferently, “You’re new here and unaware of some details.

Seven kilometers from the Blackwell Mine, there’s a spirit crystal mine, although controlled by a group of goblins, it might as well be in our hands.

They trade the spirit crystal stones they dig for food, offering tribute in exchange for protection.”

“What?

Such an important mine left in the hands of a bunch of goblins?” Susie couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“It’s a temporary expedient,” Gaven said calmly.

“Taking over that vein now would exceed our current manpower and resources, so it’s better to let those goblins work for us until we’re strong enough to claim it back.”

“I’m sorry, I got too excited.

Your consideration is indeed comprehensive,” Susie said with a tinge of embarrassment.

“It’s only human nature,” Gaven replied with a smile.

“After all, until now, I thought spirit crystal stones were only useful to me personally, so I didn’t place too much importance on them.

Now that I know they’re of great importance to our tribe, I’ll adjust our policies accordingly.

But that’s for later.

For now, it’s best to leave things as they are, especially since those goblins are quite diligent, bringing us a substantial amount of spirit crystal stones every ten days.”

“And the psychic energy infused in these, how did that come about?” Susie persisted, leaving no stone unturned.

“I infused them myself.

I forgot to introduce myself: I am a Psychic Sorcerer, albeit only level one,” Gaven replied without any intent to keep it secret, seeing as the other party was now part of the Blackwell Tribe’s core team.

“A Psychic Sorcerer?

You?” Susie’s jaw nearly dropped in astonishment.

Although Gaven was not as burly and muscle-bound as a Half-Ogre, from top to bottom, he had the contoured, striped muscles of a cheetah, equally tough.

What was most important was that the time and intensity he devoted to physical training each day were so formidable that many warriors felt they fell short in comparison. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Now, he was telling her that he was a Psychic Sorcerer who pursued mental strength.

“Who says that a Psychic Sorcerer can’t train their body’s strength?

I believe that the two are not contradictory.

Only with a tough body can one ensure a powerful soul and will, which in turn makes psychic power even stronger.

The process of physical training is also a process of mental cultivation,” Gaven knew he was treading an unusual path.

Whether it was the effect of mental suggestion or the resonance of the “Soul of the Legendary Warrior” within him, he wasn’t sure.

He always felt like he had boundless energy every day, an unprecedented strength of self-control; warrior training was more relaxed than in his previous life at the same level, and his development of psychic abilities was not hindered in the least.

He also had spare time to handle various matters for the Blackwell Tribe.

“My lord truly stands out.

To achieve such results in so short a time is not purely a matter of luck,” Susie said with heartfelt admiration.

“If there are no other matters, please allow me to go and prepare the clan people.”

“Go ahead,” Gaven nodded in agreement, “Take these Spirit Containers with you.”

“No, these Spirit Containers are too precious, it’s better if you keep them,” Susie hastily refused.

“Besides, we only need them after the Dragon Seeking Assembly has concluded and someone has initiated the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony.

It won’t be too late to get them then.”

“That’s also fine, it’s not convenient for you to carry them around anyway,” Gaven didn’t insist further.

Although the Blackwell Tribe had been heavily engaged in construction recently, the square in front of Blackwell Mine had not been occupied; on the contrary, it was even expanding.

After the Pitfall Tribe joined, the ground here was further flattened, and the original yellow mud had turned into smooth, round bluestone flooring.

It was three hundred meters wide and over five hundred meters long, a true large square.

A grayish-blue main road, extending from the Blackwell Mine, ran through it from south to north.

The cauldrons on the square were further organized, with fifteen on each the east and the west side.

Each cauldron served as the unit for four twelve-person squads, plus two cooks, making it exactly fifty people.

In other words, since the Pitfall Tribe joined, the number of Gnolls of the Blackwell Tribe had nearly reached the critical number of fifteen hundred.

If measured by the Gnolls’ own standards, they were now in the third stage of burrow life and were about to make the leap to the fourth stage, the small breeding ground.

At their current scale, they had surpassed about eighty percent of the Gnoll Tribes; most of these would remain in the den and cave stages from their inception till their demise.

In the center of the square, Susie was leading the Professionals of the Pitfall Tribe, focusing intensely on controlling the earth.

A giant podium was slowly rising from the ground.

Since he was going to the trouble of gathering all the Gnolls of the Blackwell Tribe together, Gaven certainly was not going to settle for just holding a Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony.

Both delivering a speech and sharing in the joy with his people were essential.

As an important part of leadership techniques, some necessary formalities were indispensable.