Volume 4: How big is the heart, how vast is the earth Chapter 133 Wolf King's Secret Plan
Don Angelo took a step back.
Although he gnashed his teeth and was furious, Don Angelo was indeed a qualified dark elf noble - when it came to actual interests, the Scythe of the Abyss would not insist too much on saving face.
Of course, using tax exemption to get advice was the limit of Anqiluo's acceptance. It was impossible for Xiao Yun to take this opportunity to find out about the upper structure of the dark elves. Xiao Yun also had his own ideas. He did not ask sensitive questions at all. He inquired about the manpower and material resources (sphere of influence) that Anqiluo could control, listened to Anqiluo's introduction to the underground city's power structure, thought for a while, and then Xiao Yun came up with a plan:
"Given the manpower and materials that Ms. Angelo can use and the complex situation of the dungeon, I think it's best for Ms. Angelo not to touch the resources that already have an owner. Look down..."
Lure people to take the bait... ahem, when attracting investment, the project can be as big as possible. When it comes to the stage of real money, the principle of doing things is of course to honestly serve the actual interests of both parties (both those who are serious about attracting investment and those who engage in pyramid schemes are of this character...) - Xiao Yun is not stupid enough to continue bragging about how the overall market economy of the underground city is developing. That has nothing to do with An Qiluo! She herself has explained how many powerful families are there in the underground city, and she still doesn't know how to take advantage of the situation!
What's wrong with the title of Abyss Walker? Everyone has to bow down in front of money!
In short... since the Dark Elf family has amazing power in the dungeon, Xiao Yun cannot let Anqiluo take too big a step. Otherwise, Xiao Yun is very worried whether he can still see this big-breasted beauty next year. So the plan Xiao Yun came up with is a profitable method that does not affect the interests of the original resource allocation class as much as possible: establish a dungeon adventure guild dedicated to serving the bottom-level scattered adventurers.
This union is not very impressive. Its nature is similar to the coolie union in human port cities (see Hengdian Extras Union and Old Shanghai Rickshaw Company). It gathers and uses the low-level scum that the big teams don’t like and the elite small teams can’t get into...
An Qiluo was very dissatisfied when Xiao Yun told her to focus on those useless, low-level adventurers who couldn't even pay much tax. But when Xiao Yun explained the operation and profit model of this uncool guild to her in detail, An Qiluo's jaw dropped uncontrollably - is this still possible?!
You use low-level adventurers as tools to make money for your family, and you also want to skin these adventurers in the quid pro quo for food and lodging. This, this, this... You are truly a devil! !
"...You are the local boss, and no one knows better than you which places in the underground world are more suitable for adventurers with relatively poor combat power to enter. You arrange your own people to lead the group, and organize these scattered adventurers into the team in the name of introducers. You don't collect money in advance, and you take one tenth of the profits afterwards; you buy up the adventurers' gains in the name of the union and resell them yourself. Anyway, you are in charge of the dungeon's foreign trade, so you should not waste your position... In addition, you charge for food and accommodation. Even though you charge little each time, a little bit adds up to a lot, and a little bit of money will eventually add up."
"When operating a guild, remember not to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs. You should guarantee a certain level of income to the adventurers and ensure a win-win situation for both parties. You should also not be like a big team and control the adventurers who are used to being free and undisciplined. Adventurers can come and go freely. This way, more and more people will make money for you... After all, we, the Snow Wolf Clan, plant alfalfa and harvest it to leave roots for the next crop!"
"If you find members with good potential, you can introduce them to big teams, or even help them become apprentices. If you can produce one or two people who rise from the bottom and soar to the top, your union's reputation will be ruined..."
Xiao Yun's boasting made An Qiluo feel dizzy and dazed, and his worldview was shattered - he made such a matter-of-fact statement about shameless business practices that one felt ashamed just by listening to them, that An Qiluo felt that the dark elves had lost!
But she was so moved~ What was going on? Was she really tempted by this devil? !
Xiao Yun drank a sip of water leisurely and smiled: "Ms. An Qiluo, are you satisfied with this plan? If you think it's okay, let's put it on paper. I'll dictate and you'll write. I don't know common characters."
"..." Angelo stared at him deeply.
"Uh… Ma'am?"
"Mr. Ayun, how old are you this year?" An Qiluo's eyes sparkled.
Xiao Yun's mouth twitched: "No appointment."
"Huh?"
"We, the Snow Wolf Clan, do not marry outside the tribe. Give up." Xiao Yun said decisively.
An Qiluo didn't say anything, his face was full of regret...
"Besides, I'm still a baby." Xiao Yun said again.
"..."The blue veins on Anqiluo's forehead, which had just disappeared not long ago, reappeared.
Why does she want to hit someone so much?
But the guy in front of her really cannot be beaten, because the strategy he gave is so thoughtful - she didn't even need to make it clear, just a brief introduction of the major families in the dungeon and Ayun understood what she meant, and formulated the "Dungeon Adventurer's Guild" for her, a strategy that would allow her to make money in a low-key manner within the scope of her power and minimize the possibility of attracting fear and hostility from the major families.
Such a brilliant idea was only exchanged for tax exemption for the Snow Wolf Tribe's food store. The Scythe of the Abyss was willing to marry him, so of course he couldn't fight...
"Don't just stand there, hurry up and write , so as not to miss anything." Xiao Yun stuffed a stack of bark paper and charcoal pencils over, "I have to go to bed after I finish it. It's not good for my development to always stay up until midnight..."
Angelo picked up the charcoal pencil and wrote attentively for a while, but suddenly felt something was wrong - wait, why did this guy's pen and paper look like they were prepared in advance? !
The Scythe of the Abyss was stunned for a moment, then silently raised its head and looked at Xiao Yun.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I said no." Xiao Yun got goosebumps all over his body from being stared at. He moved his butt a little further away from this scheming dark-skinned girl.
"..." An Qiluo's forehead was bulging with blue veins again. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth while writing hard - Hateful! If she had the strength of a fourth-level walker, she would definitely snatch this thing and run away!
After copying a plan of several thousand words and putting it in his arms, he returned to his residence and sighed deeply.
"Tang?" Cyril, the deputy who had just taken a nap, rubbed his eyes and got up.
Angelo gestured to him to continue sleeping, his eyes looking deeply into the darkness outside the window.
The Bloomfield continent has never lacked brilliant talents. Among the famous figures in the continent today, the Elf King and the Dwarf King were both once geniuses.
Especially the Dwarf King. Even though he was in a hostile position, Anqiluo admired him very much. In just twenty years, he brought the Western Continent, which was on the verge of disintegration, back on track, reorganized the Dwarf Kingdom's army, and brazenly fought into the underground world to grab the mineral veins. Such organizational capabilities, at least among the high-level dark elves, there is no one who can be compared with him.
Not to mention the Elf King. If the Lich King had not emerged out of nowhere and fallen like a meteor, the Elf King, who was contemporary with the Lich King, would have been the most legendary figure of that era. At the age of only 300, he reached the pinnacle of strength and became one of the demigods of the Bloomfield continent. The Snow Elves, who were originally weaker than the Dark Elves, became the undisputed king of Bloomfield under his leadership, eclipsing even the Elf Queen and the Beast King.
There is no doubt that Ayun of the Snow Wolf Tribe is worthy of being called a genius - Anqiluo does not care whether the Snow Wolf Tribe's heritage is recovered. The geographical distance and the completely different lifestyles of both sides determine that the possibility of the Dark Elves and the Snow Wolf Tribe becoming enemies is extremely low. She does not need to pay attention to those meaningless things. What she cares about is - what level of genius is Ayun of the Snow Wolf Tribe?
Although he is a member of a forbidden magic race, he can guide spellcasters. Although he is an underage survivor of the empire born in a tribe in a barren cursed land, he has a political sense as sharp as instinct. More importantly... he is very good at solving problems in the most beneficial and harm-avoiding way!
A frivolous, arrogant, and aggressive genius is not worth mentioning. Anqi Luo didn't even bother to give him a glance... Such a person might have died in some corner the next time he was mentioned. But a person like Ayun from the Snow Wolf Clan, who is young but has experienced methods that even dark elves who have lived for hundreds of years may not have, is quite scary...
"In the era of the Tiger King, the Snow Wolf Clan, as the number one vassal race, was only remembered for its fighting talent. As the era of the Tiger Clan passed, the Snow Wolf Clan also disappeared from the vision of other races." Anqiluo's eyes flashed, and he whispered to himself, "Could it be that the Snow Wolf Clan will rise like the dwarves and snow elves...?"
"No, that's unlikely. Even if Ayun is really a genius of that level, the current Snow Wolf Clan is far inferior to the original Dwarf Kingdom and Snow Elves."
The Scythe of the Abyss couldn't help but sigh again.
"It's really a waste that he was born a snow werewolf."
Xiao Yun had no idea that the grumpy dark-skinned beauty thought so highly of him. After using a bunch of saliva to fool the dark elves about their crappy tax rate, he happily went back to his room to sleep.
Just as he lay down, Evelin appeared with a lantern, smiling like a flower: “Teacher, it’s time to continue writing the travel notes. I only finished one yesterday.”
Xiao Yun: “…”
The dark elves stayed in the tribe for a few days. After Xiao Yun prepared the supplies for Mumu and others to take to the dungeon to open a shop, and most importantly, submitted the manuscript to be published in the next issue of the travel notes, Don Angelo and his men left leisurely.
After telling Mumu many times that he would go crazy in the underground city and talking to Xia Xin to ask him to keep an eye on his people, Xiao Yun let out a long sigh of relief after seeing them off... Flowers in the greenhouse will always experience wind and rain. He hoped that this group of people could put what they learned into practice and become talents when they go to that chaotic and complicated place of the underground city.
"Ayun, why didn't you mention the deal to the dark elves at all?" The grassroots chief who came to see people off waited until everyone had dispersed, then pulled Xiao Yun aside and asked quietly.
Xiao Yun shook his head directly: "I can't do it with them."
"Why?"
"The bottom line of this gang of scoundrels is too low." Xiao Yun explained, "The possibility of the dark elves becoming our enemies is relatively low, but it is best not to become too close partners. These people are different from the forest elves and snow elves. When they are greedy, they can put their shamelessness directly in their pockets. Doing business with them will risk losing money."
"..." The Grassroots Chief was dumbfounded. "Is that so? Then why do I see you having a good chat with that dark elf with a lot of flesh on his chest?"
"If we don't do business, the dark elves can still be considered acquaintances." Xiao Yun said with a smile.
Grassroots: "..." Not even friends...
Xiao Yun's face was full of smiles, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Of course, the real reason is not this. If the time is right, he can even consider cooperating with the Tiger Tribe. Why would he care whether the dark elves have no bottom line?
But the real reason cannot be told, even the grassroots patriarch cannot tell it.
"The reason is that the Snow Wolf Tribe is too weak."
After lunch, Xiao Yun put away the dishes and sat cross-legged in front of the table on the kang, opening the "Ten-Year Plan - Top Secret Edition" written in English, which only he could understand.
No matter how you compare them horizontally or vertically, the Snow Wolf Tribe is too weak in the Bloomfield Continent. Even if they try every means to gather all the hundreds of thousands of people on the grassland into their bowl, they are still very weak - compared with the surrounding powerful people, the Elves, the Orcs, the Dwarf Empire, they are just younger brothers.
We are at such a disadvantage that we have to develop and save ourselves, but we are also worried that some of the big forces will come out and cause trouble for us during our development period... What should we do? We have to resort to some tricks.
It just so happened that the Dwarf King was fighting with the Dark Elves for the mineral veins. The two of them were fighting, and the longer they fought, the better. Why did the first two stories of the Elf Ranger's Journey take place in the Dwarf Kingdom? Of course, it was to give the Dwarf King some advice from a distance and reduce the logistical pressure on the Dwarf King...
Why is the next article to be published about the most profitable mushroom cultivation technology in the underground world? Of course, it is also to relieve the logistical pressure on the dark elves...
We are not the United States, and we cannot be so arrogant as to fire guns at both ends. But can we find a way to solve your food pressure?
Anyway, Xiao Yun thinks it's great...
Such a despicable and even malicious "conspiracy" naturally appeared in Xiao Yun's mind when he thought of using the travel notes of the mainland to carry out a propaganda war for the Snow Wolf Tribe. He chose it without even a second of hesitation - who cares about the despicable and insidious things between national forces? When the tiger tribe was pinned to the ground and chewing mud, who the hell talked about kindness to the tiger tribe?
If one day the Snow Wolf Clan replaces the Tiger Clan, does Xiao Yun have to beg others with an innocent face to be gentle when they take action?
Smart people don't do stupid things. Xiao Yun absolutely doesn't want to see a row of big guys rubbing their hands and blocking the way for the grassland people to strive for self-improvement. If he had the idea of just playing with his own people before, after seeing Ah Shu, who had two bloody holes in his stomach and was unconscious, this childish and naive idea was blown away by the monsoon on the grassland.
The weak have no human rights, and those who lag behind will be beaten. If you don't want to be beaten, you can only let others be beaten... Other people's children will never die, and it will be less painful when a coconut hits someone's head.
"The Dwarf King and the Dark Elf are fighting each other, the Beast King and the Elf King are wary of each other... If the situation of these four families remains unchanged, the warning line can be kept at Level A." Staring at the notes written in English, Xiao Yun expressionlessly drew a line under the last word, "wood elf", with a charcoal pencil.
"Forest elves, threat level S."
"No external enemies, self-sufficient, with many soldiers and generals, and great strength... This is an iron turtle." Xiao Yun shook his head silently. The information that could be obtained from Evelyn was limited to the city of Ananas and several surrounding elven cities. After all, Evelyn was just a young spellcaster who was not allowed to travel and knew nothing about the central power structure.
"It seems that I can only take advantage of the Frank Feast to get in touch with Evelyn's teacher to find out something..." Xiao Yun stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes, and thought silently in his mind, "No... it's best not to be too impatient. Evelyn's teacher is not a simple warrior. It would be bad if she smelled something wrong."
He calmed himself down and let out a long, gentle breath: "Don't worry, I still have time."
"Ayun, get ready to go~!"
Amid the cheerful cries, the caracal cubs came skipping in from outside: "The seeds are all in the baskets, let's go sow them~"
"Oh? You started working after eating?" Xiao Yun turned around with a smile on his face.
"Yeah, Qingcao said that we should start sowing black beans today. I love tofu pudding the most." The caracal cub said happily.
Xiao Yun closed the notebook and put it back into the box, smiling: "It's good to love eating. Eat more and you will grow stronger." He put on his shoes and bent down as usual to pick up the caracal cub.
"Hey, Ayun, don't carry me. I'll walk by myself." The caracal cub was reluctant.
"Okay... Oh, children are not cute anymore when they grow up." Xiao Yun pretended to be disappointed.
"…Then you just continue to hold me." The caracal cub said reluctantly.
Xiao Yun laughed and gently pinched the caracal cub's face.
He was a man who had no interest in finding nice excuses for his actions unless he had a need. He would not say that he was doing it to protect someone or to make sentimental statements like "for the sake of a child's smile" when he was plotting to cheat someone or using his disciples. If he wanted peace for himself, his tribe, and the tribes he could unite with, he had no choice but to fight. That was all.
During the spring ploughing period, except for the second engineering team of the expansion tribe led by A Yue, everyone including the first engineering team of Lang Guo must participate in the spring ploughing and sowing; the adult snow wolves and large cats are divided into teams to open up wasteland and plow the land along both sides of the river bank, and the snow wolf cubs and small cats and cat cubs are responsible for the sowing work.
Alfalfa is planted early, followed by soybeans, and after soybeans, wheat, rice, sweet potatoes, potatoes, taro vegetables and a small amount of spices such as peppers, ginger, garlic, and onions that can adapt to the grassland climate; all members were busy for more than a month, and by the time the night temperature could be maintained at more than ten degrees, the tribe had reclaimed 60,000 acres of land.
No crops are grown on the new land, but instead alfalfa and soybeans are planted instead. The mature land that was planted with alfalfa and soybeans last year is now planted with rice near the canal and wheat near the canal. If there is dry land where even wheat cannot be grown, sweet potato seedlings are planted there. This is because every bit of the land that has been plowed with great effort is not wasted.
After finishing the work in the fields, Xiao Yun still had time to rest - he tried to cultivate saplings with the fruit seeds of the fruit trees that the forest elves had sent him three years ago. After three years of hard work, only a batch of them survived. All of them had to be transplanted to the open space below the tribe, between the woolen mill and the swamp, to build an orchard belonging to the tribe.
Xiao Yun had no experience in planting fruit trees, so he had to figure it out on his own. However, some of the principles were the same as farming. If he wanted to have a good harvest, he had to do a good job of pest control. He could use disinfectant powder, electrolyzed disinfectant water, snake vine insecticide powder, etc. for the fish pond...
After tinkering with the orchard, Xiao Yun also took some time to look at the two blessing trees that had originally settled in the tribe together with the fruit trees. Well, these two old men were still quietly staying in the open space behind the greenhouse area. Their flowers did not bloom, and their fruits did not grow. Apart from the fact that their leaves did not fall off even in the winter, it seemed that they had no use at all.
"Okay, let's just leave it as an ornamental tree." Xiao Yun didn't have much hope anyway, so he just took a look from a distance and left.
The most important spring planting of the year was over, and Lan Guo's engineering team continued to build roads. The day after Evelyn returned from delivering the manuscript and followed Lan Guo away with a sad face, the "Hill New District Construction Team" led by Hongye and Qingyan, including 30 snow wolves, 10 cats, and more than 40 gray dwarves, was also about to set off.
Except for Sally and the others from the woolen mill, all the dwarves followed to the new area. With the protection of the snow werewolves, the gray dwarves were not opposed to living and smelting in a different place. They felt particularly relieved when they found that there was a cook from the cafeteria in the team...
"It only takes half a day to go back and forth . There's no need to be nervous. Just go with peace of mind." Xiao Yun waved his hand, shutting up Qingyan who wanted to say something.
"I'm the one who's nervous, Ayun." Yugu's face turned pale. "Can I really take over Qingyan's job? I... I don't think I can do it."
Xiao Yun patted Yugu's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, isn't there Rosemary leading the team with you?"
Rosemary stood nearby with a dead look on her face.
"No, it was agreed that Rosemary and I would take over together, but you separated him and asked him to be responsible only for feeding the rabbits?" Fishbone did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Xiao Yun said seriously: "Fishbone, don't you think that Rosemary, who is always afraid of hard work, should be smoked thoroughly with rabbit dung?"
Fishbone: “…”
Qingyan looked at the deadly-looking Snow Leopard curiously and asked openly, "How did you offend Ayun?"
Rosemary's face turned pale, and she glared at Qingyan aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that no matter what happens, Ayun won't be angry?!"
Qing Yan almost laughed out loud, but he forced himself to hold back his laughter and asked curiously, "So what did you say about him?"
Xiao Yun looked over with a smile, and Rosemary immediately shut her mouth.
"Alright, we're all waiting to set off, stop talking nonsense here." Hongye stretched out her arm, dragged Qingyan over and tucked him into her arm, and waved at Xiao Yun with her other hand, "Let's go."
"Go ahead. Baru, discuss things with Hongye and don't get hurt outside."
Baru was very happy that Xiao Yun was thinking of him, and he was still waving his short arms vigorously even after he had walked a long way.
Qingcao, who came with them to see them off, watched Hongye and the others walk away. When everyone left, Qingcao curiously grabbed Rosemary's shoulders and said, "Rosemary, what did you say about Ayun?"
rosemary:"……"
Xiao Yun, who had just walked a few steps, stepped back and looked at Rosemary and the grass with a smile on his face: "We have a lot of people this year, so it's easy to plant 60,000 acres of land. Everyone is not tired at all after the spring plowing, and they are still very energetic. This is very good-"
Qingcao vaguely felt that something was wrong, but her reaction was not as quick as Daha's. She just stared at Xiao Yun blankly.
"In that case, let's continue to open up wasteland. It's really heartbreaking to see so much good land around the tribe left there to grow weeds. Why not open up as much land as we can? Alfalfa and sweet potatoes are not picky about the land, the more the better." Xiao Yun smiled. "As the saying goes, the bigger your heart is, the wider the land is. With the open-minded minds of us grassland people, we should make use of all the land we can see!"
Grass & Rosemary: "..."
Xiao Yun stood with his hands behind his back and happily went to discuss the matter with the clan leaders. Rosemary waited tremblingly for him to walk away, then turned around and glared at Qingcao: "How stupid are you?!"
"..." Qingcao looked at him straight in the eyes, "So what did you say about Ayun?"
Rosemary meowed and squatted on the ground with her head in her hands.
