The weather was clear and cloudless, with the morning sun rising above the azure sky.
The calm and vast sea shimmered under the sunlight, occasionally a lone shark was chased by schools of dolphins, various fins breaking the surface and stirring the water.
Schools of fish leaped out of the water, revealing their white bellies. Seabirds and gulls foraging in the area flew over the water, their sharp talons piercing these unfortunate prey, then soaring high into the sky.
The sound of waves crashing against the shore and the cries of birds hunting woke up the creatures and humans living in this land, and the quiet Golden Seaport Town gradually became lively.
High Above the clouds , a True Dragon flew across, the enormous blue beast dancing with the morning glow in the sky, occasionally letting out a True Dragon's roar. That was the True Dragon patrolling his territory, asserting his authority over this great land.
The silent forest also became lively, countless birds flapping their wings and flying out from the dense tree canopy with great momentum, startling the beasts running through the woods.
A True Dragon, whose body shimmered like a green emerald , flew over the jungle surrounded by birds, and the strong winds it stirred up caused the leaves of the forest to rustle.
The people of GoldSea Town had grown accustomed to such scenes, and everyone began to busy themselves with their own affairs. adventurers and gold prospectors entered the tall and dense jungle in groups, beginning their daily work.
Only some newcomers to the town would look up at the sky in surprise, shouting and exclaiming, only to have clotheslines thrown from second-story windows by sleepy ladies, breaking the heads of several fools.
There were also some people carrying axes, sickles, hoes, etc., following the strangely shaped Kobolds and Centaurs, these True Dragon's dependents, into the forest.
Outside the town's perimeter, tall wooden stakes were driven into the flat ground, and the heads of monsters were impaled on them; these were the heads of the Fishmen who had invaded the town.
There were also the heads of some monsters and beasts that tried to sneak into the town to hunt, and many ferocious species that had not been accepted by the True Dragon.
Among them were also the heads of some humans and Dragon dependents; these were the fools who had violated the True Dragon's will. Now these heads were impaled and hung here to warn those monsters and humans.
However, these people were not afraid of this scene; in their eyes, it also represented a kind of order. Every kingdom has its unique order, and the True Dragon's kingdom also has its own order.
These people followed the snarling Kobolds to the river area near the center of the forest. They would clear fertile farmland in the forests on both banks of the river, as planned by the True Dragon, and plant relevant crops.
The grain seeds and various vegetable seeds traded from human kingdoms or brought by adventurers who came to the Golden Land would be attempted for cultivation in the cleared wasteland.
In the Dragon clan's plan, the riverbanks in the forest would be planted with wheat, barley, potatoes, corn, and other food crops. The most fertile riverbanks would become the granary of the territory.
Of course, these grain seeds needed to be trial-planted to see which crops were more suitable for growing in this land. High-yield crops would be screened and cultivated as the main planting crops in the future.
However, due to clearing forests for fields and reclaiming wasteland, the first year's harvest might not be particularly ideal. Even if the land was fertile enough, it would require intensive cultivation to yield more returns.
And currently, the territory is severely understaffed, so only extensive farming methods like slash-and-burn can be adopted.
Fortunately, this land has a warm and rainy climate, which is very suitable for crop growth. These planted grains can be harvested at least four or five times a year, which can temporarily compensate for quality with quantity.
A Kobold supported a hunchbacked human and stopped in front of the land to be cleared, seemingly very respectful of this human.
This Kobold was Bagong, the nephew of Bagg, the Kobold tribal leader. According to insider information he got from Leader Bagg, those True Dragons seemed to intend for all these dependents to learn to read and write.
Because all True Dragons felt that these dependents were too stupid; the True Dragons liked intelligent and capable dependents, and did not like fools.
So these dependents also began to respect knowledge and wisdom, although they still revered strength.
This old man was the human who possessed knowledge and wisdom, and thus earned the respect of these Kobolds.
"Cough, cough," the human old man Holm was over fifty years old this year, which was considered a ripe old age among ordinary people.
He was once a serf of a noble baron. Under the propaganda of the noble lord, he knew that he could become a freeman after coming to this land.
He could also rely on his own hands to gain a foothold, so he resolutely decided to take his family and embark on the noble's ship to come here. They were the first humans to come to this place through trade.
He and his family of six brought tempting gold coins to the noble baron, and a bright future for himself. Facts proved that given the opportunity, many ordinary people also possess remarkably keen insight and the courage to strive.
The experienced former serf Holm squatted down, his cracked and withered hands grasping a handful of black soil, carefully rubbing it between his palms. His somewhat cloudy eyes lit up, and then he revealed a happy smile.
"This is truly good land," Holm stood up, surveying the surroundings with satisfaction, his old and dry voice filled with excitement, "I have never seen such fertile land. Perhaps only the most central family territories of those noble lords could possess it."
He turned to the Kobold Bagong and said, "This entire area of land is suitable for planting leached black soil. According to the current size of the town and the number of names you reported, it probably only needs to be cleared, um,"
Holm used his thin, dry finger to draw a range in front of him, "Clearing this much land will be enough to temporarily meet the food demand, and with careful cultivation in the future, once the land is matured, the yield of these grains will increase."
"And for those lands that haven't been cleared yet, as long as these dwarf pine trees, dwarf palms, and shrubs are cut down, you can simply scatter some crop seeds without needing careful tending,"
When talking about his area of expertise, the human old man Holm became energetic. He led the Kobold Bagong, who was happily circling in front of him, and pointed to the clearings between the trees in the forest, saying, "For example, in these clearings, even without enough manpower to cut down trees and clear good fields, you can scatter seeds of crops like chickpeas, carrots, peas, and pumpkins."
"These crops can grow very well without our care, and their yield is very large, which can also supplement the lack of vegetables. Then there will be no need to pick wild vegetables from the forest."
"Nor will there be a need to trade from other human duchies. It can also mature the land in advance, and then when there is sufficient manpower, it can be cleared to plant other grains."
Holm's eyes were bright, as if he saw a beautiful tomorrow. He suddenly exclaimed, "These noble True Dragons are truly generous; they are willing to share even such fertile land with us ordinary people. Thank the great dragon clan!"
Growl, growl, the Kobold Bagong was so happy that he even forgot to speak the common language, only focusing on remembering the words of the human old man in front of him. He wanted to write down these words and report them to his superiors, to prove that he was also a capable Kobold, and not a fool in the eyes of the True Dragon.