Shifting low-probability events in his favor, turning them into high-probability ones, required accurate foresight. He also had to ensure that any unfavorable outcomes wouldn't exceed his limits.
Only then could he maximize the effects of the Lucky Potion.
The honey water settled in his stomach, relieving much of the overstuffed feeling.
'Porcupine Territory's most basic survival needs have been temporarily met, but a more important era is dawning—the age of magical agriculture.'
'I have to get that island under my control.'
'I must ensure no one else can land there.'
'The kingdom wouldn't bother with the ownership of a small island; sailing skills alone have limited the issue of maritime territories so far. But eventually, someone will land on that island, and my Spiritual Power has a limited range. It can't radiate that far. '
'I wonder if Toma the scholar has a solution.'
...
After dinner, the sky had just begun to darken.
