Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 87 - 84 A Day of Two Extravagant Meals_1

"This is only natural, such matters that are tied to the survival of two tribes cannot be taken too seriously, we should now focus on gathering more intelligence and prepare as much as possible." Gaven nodded in agreement, "Until then, we must continue to live as we have been, especially regarding these harpies, we must think of a way to eliminate them quickly, otherwise, they will become a major problem for Eagle Cliff Burrow once the war between the two Giant Dragons begins."

"Chief Blackwell, that’s exactly what we thought."

After this disturbance, the two tribe leaders who had found a common goal became closer in their relationship, and they entered into in-depth negotiations about the future.

The Eagle Cliff Burrow Tribe will select two squads of Elite Erde, under the leadership of Captain Bark, to head to the Blackwell Tribe.

There, they will undergo special training with Gaven to learn how to use Spirit Crystal Stones.

In the same way, Gaven will select two squads of the Pitfall Tribe’s Gnolls to come and assist the Eagle Cliff Burrow Tribe in setting up the ground battlefield.

It’s true that the harpies’ strength is significantly reduced on the ground; however, their crude clubs and sharp claws are still deadly to most Gnolls. The Gnolls must fully utilize their ability to tunnel and set traps to limit the harpies as much as possible, thereby minimizing their own casualties.

Gaven’s main purpose for this trip was thus naturally resolved.

However, it wasn’t about taking back a cartload of Tremor Bombs, but rather bringing back a Gnoll Alchemist who was skilled in the production of Tremor Bombs.

It wasn’t that Eagle Cliff Burrow didn’t want to trade Tremor Bombs directly, but the stability of these bombs was even worse than Gaven had imagined.

The trigger for these bombs was actually violent shaking.

Hearing about such a unique trigger mechanism, Gaven was astounded; probably only Gnolls could have come up with such a method.

With the rugged and difficult mountain roads of the Rocklands, a cartload of Tremor Bombs wouldn’t make it a kilometer before exploding.

In Eagle Cliff Burrow, Gaven also discovered two items that were very useful for the Gnolls.

Firefly Lamps and Sun-Shielding Goggles.

The utility of Firefly Lamps was relatively minor since Gnolls themselves possessed Dark Vision, which did not hinder their ability to work or travel in dark tunnels. They only used the lamps when they needed to see in color, which was more often a necessity for Gaven than for the Gnolls when entering underground environments.

Sun-Shielding Goggles were extremely useful for those Gnolls who engaged in activities on the surface during the day. Their innate Dark Vision made them extremely sensitive to sunlight, exposing them to noonday sun could blind them. With summer approaching and the sun growing more intense, Gaven needed an increasing number of Gnolls to be active during the day, so he had to find a way to overcome their physiological weakness.

Gaven had already entrusted those Human traders to collect and purchase various suitable materials like transparent resins and glass, preparing to make his own Sun-Shielding Goggles.

He hadn’t expected to find finished products here in Eagle Cliff Burrow. Naturally, he would take a portion back with him—Captain Bark’s two squads of Erde Elite were naturally skilled aerial transporters, and smaller items like Firefly Lamps and Sun-Shielding Goggles were just right for them to carry.

The Sun-Shielding Goggles produced by Eagle Cliff Burrow consisted of a rough canvas strap with two pieces of smoked glass crudely sewn onto it, showcasing full Gnoll style—functional and durable.

Gaven planned to purchase just this batch for the Gnoll soldiers and the plantation team. A large-scale distribution would wait until the relevant materials had been acquired. Gaven would then develop and manufacture a more suitable model. Although he was not skilled in this craft, the products he came up with would no doubt be better looking, more comfortable, and more durable than the crude Gnoll versions.

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Wuu wuu wuu...

The low sound of a horn echoed.

The Blackwell Tribe stirred, and a large number of Gnoll warriors poured out of their resting caves, ready for battle.

"Don’t panic, don’t be chaotic, it’s our own people," Gos shouted, hopping on his tiptoes.

After returning to the Eagle Cliff Burrow, Gos truly had his eyes opened. He originally thought that the Blackwell Tribe’s army was already well-trained.

But compared to the Eagle Cliff Cave, they had a long way to go.

Their soldiers were only at the training stage, whereas those from the Eagle Cliff Burrow engaged in minor battles every three days and major battles every ten days; forged through years of battling with blood and fire, any soldier randomly selected from them was elite.

Not to mention the two squads that came back with them, they were the main force designated to deal with the Harpies in the future, specially picked elites among elites.

Gos was keen to compare, and felt his own forces seemed a bit lacking.

On the other hand, Gaven was more complacent and smiled at Captain Erde Bark, "Captain, I’m sorry for the joke we’ve made. Our early warning system is still not perfect, especially the air defense, which is extremely weak. This will be a key point for our future improvements."

"Chief Gaven is too modest. To achieve what you have in just a few ten-day periods is already very impressive," Captain Bark expressed his sincere admiration.

He had seen it more clearly from the sky earlier.

The Blackwell Tribe’s army assembled quickly but not chaotically. From the sound of the horn to full assembly, it only took a few short minutes.

If talking about real battle experience, the Gnolls of Eagle Cliff Cave would unquestionably surpass the Blackwell Tribe, but in terms of military formation cooperation and discipline, there might be quite a gap.

Weak but not afraid, this is the sign of a strong army.

"Leader, you’re back," Cangya leapt out from within the Blackwell Tribe, his gaze warily upon the Erde Squadron in the sky, "Who are these?"

"These are our kinsmen from the Eagle Cliff Burrow. For the next three ten-day periods, they will undergo mental training here at Blackwell. Let me introduce you — this is Bark, their captain; this is Xize, their squad leader; and this is Cangya, the leader of our Blackwell Tribe guards. You can engage with each other more in the future." Gaven made the introductions for both parties.

Whether by coincidence or the Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain Chester’s deliberate arrangement, that squad leader named Xize from the Erde just happened to be the wounded Erde they had rescued.

Owing to the life-saving grace, Xize’s attitude towards Gaven and his group was very friendly and cordial, contrasting with the tough stance of Bark, which complemented each other well.

"Definitely," Cangya and Bark answered in unison.

The two warriors, from the moment their gazes collided, sparked intense flames—flames of battle intent.

Challenging the strong, especially warriors from their own tribe, is an innate instinct for them.

"Gos, take care of the living arrangements for these kinsmen. We will have a feast today and start formal training tomorrow," Gaven ordered, "Also, prioritize the distribution of sun-shielding goggles for the warriors and the farming squads."

"Understood," Gos responded to the command.

The Blackwell Tribe’s welcome banquet was quite grand—at least in the eyes of Bark and his group of Erde, it was genuinely grand. Six or seven hundred Gnolls gathered together at once, and the abundance of food was beyond what they could imagine in Eagle Cliff Burrow. They had never thought food could be so plentiful, to be freely taken until they were full.

With the greedy Harpies as predators in the sky, the hunting grounds around Eagle Cliff were relatively scarce. The Gnolls from Eagle Cliff Burrow who went out to hunt were often taken away by the Bird Demons as prey themselves.

Eagle Cliff Burrow was thus compelled to adopt a different development model—farming, cave farming to be precise.

The hollowed-out Eagle Cliff was not only a fighting fortress but also their large-scale breeding ground, cultivating mushrooms and raising Fire Beetles, supplemented by the Erde Squadron’s distant hunts.

Overall, they lived just below the line of adequate sustenance; to have alternating days of hunger and satiety was the norm.

Listening to the Gnolls of the Blackwell Tribe speak, it seemed like such meals were everyday fare for them; it was merely a matter of having more or less meat. At least being full was not a problem, and luxuriously, they had two meals a day.