With the help of well-intentioned people, the news of "Descendants of the Gods" and "Rebuilding Asgard" spread in the Froststone camp as if they had grown wings.

A new realm of gods after Ragnarok, such a beautiful vision, like a lighthouse in the dark sea, is enough to make everyone crazy.

At first, there were doubts about the veracity of this news, but the appearance of the clan leader McGill, the detailed description of his nephew Masiken's soul at Valhalla, and the corroborative oath of the twenty-one patriarchs plunged the camp into a frenzy of faith.

But Todd, the person involved in all this, didn't know it at all, and spent his days in the snuff workshop, tinkering with the specialties of the Froststone Camp with a group of shamans led by Minnie.

"Material selection is the first process, and the first thing to do is to 'smell'. Todd picked up a handful of air-dried tobacco, put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully: "The aroma should be moderate, not earthy, too strong or too light smell is not suitable for making the raw material of the best snuff." ”

Then, he pointed a tobacco leaf at the sun, pointed to the veins inside, and said to the shamans: "The next thing to do is to 'look', a good tobacco leaf should be a thick brownish brown leaf, the color is too light and too dark is not suitable, and the leaf is too thick and thin is not good." ”

"Finally, there's 'touch'. Todd gently touched the veins of the tobacco leaves with the tips of his fingers, rubbed his index finger and thumb, and said: "Fine tobacco, after it is dried, should have a slight stickiness to the touch, like some grease stains on the leaves." ”

Todd put down the tobacco in his hand, pointed to the grinding vessel and clay pot in the room, and said, "The next process is to grind the tobacco into a fine powder, filter it through a silk sieve, and finally put it into a clay pot and seal it underground for fermentation. ”

Hearing this, Minnie laughed, and the wrinkles on her face were crowded together with her movements: "Chief, your knowledge of tobacco has surprised us, the old people who have been immersed in medicinal herbs for decades. ”

Todd waved his hand self-deprecatingly: "There was a time when life was monotonous and boring, and studying tobacco became one of my few interests...... The problem is that I still know a little bit about the manufacturing process, but when it comes to product formulations, I can't do anything about it. ”

Minnie nodded: "We old people still have some experience with herbs and materials, and we will definitely be able to debug the best products." ”

After a few words of encouragement to the shamans, Todd left the workshop and returned to the small building.

Rachel was busy sorting out the tribal stats when she saw Todd come in and nodded slightly.

Todd looked left and right and asked, "Where's Deirdre?"

Rachel wrote down a series of numbers on the paper and said casually: "In the upstairs room, Masiken's spiritualism ritual consumed a lot of her energy, and she still hasn't recovered. ”

Todd opened his mouth to say something, but finally sighed: "Let her have a good rest." ”

Rachel looked up, glanced at him, and was speechless.

"How's the camp going?"

Rachel picked up the statistics and said to Todd: "There are almost two thousand people in the camp, and the barbarian warriors have been trained into an army of two hundred and forty men, excluding knights and gladiators; ”

Todd scratched his head: "Well, what about the problems that exist in the camp?"

"The biggest trouble is the food. Aisha's fleet won't arrive until next week, but this time she came over, and part of the cabin had space for snuffboxes, which severely squeezed the amount of food transported. "Although it is spring, and the camp can rely on hunting and fishing to replenish the food depots, the population is growing too fast, and the snuff trade still needs to go through a series of processes of production, shipment, marketing, and sale, and I fear that it will not keep up with our needs." ”

Todd held his chin in his hand and was silent.

Rachel suddenly remembered something, and asked, "I remember that veterinarian named Wayne didn't say that he was going to build a 'blood worm farm', maybe we could also build the same building here and use those blood bugs to supplement the food supply?"

Todd shook his head, "Yesterday, I also had a regular meeting with the cabinet in Twilight. According to Joe, although the bloodworm is fast to breed and produces a high amount of meat, there is a virulent in the body, and humans can cause diarrhea, heart palpitations and even fainting when they eat it, but griffins are fine when they eat it. Therefore, those blood bugs can only be used as food for griffons, not as food for humans. ”

Rachel was a little frustrated: "If that's the case, then I suggest suspending the reception of migrants." ”

Todd touched his chin and thought about it for a while, then suddenly asked, "What is the reaction in the camp about the Descendants of the Gods?"

"With the testimony of the tribal leaders, and your prowess on the battlefield last winter, all of the tribe is convinced of the rumors of the Rebuilding Asgard. In each tribe, you can see totems and murals in your tyrant form everywhere. ”

Todd pondered for a moment: "Then the matter of the founding of the country ......"

"I don't suggest that you get busy building the state right now. Rachel stroked the drooping hair next to his ear: "First, the foundation of the camp is not stable, and at this time we are in a hurry to seize power from the patriarchs, which may cause trouble, and second, the declaration of the establishment of the state at this time will certainly arouse the alarm of Ulster and Connaught, the two countries are already tense on the border, and we have no reason to attract unnecessary attention." ”

Todd nodded approvingly, "So in your opinion, what should I do now?"

Rachel wrenched his fingers: "At the end of the day, there are four goals. 1. Strengthen your identity with the Holy Spirit, 2. Reduce the influence of your tribes, 3. Increase the food in your camps, and 4. Expand your army. ”

"Richel, have you noticed that these four goals can actually be achieved in one way at the same time? ”

Todd's words made Rachel a little puzzled: "What way?"

"War. ”

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In the prison of Froststone Camp, a special prisoner is being held.

Todd looked down at the unkempt, wounded Minister Ulster in front of him, and said nothing.

Fergal, who had been reduced to a prisoner of the stairs, looked at Todd with cloudy eyes and suddenly grinned.

Todd was a little strange: "Why are you laughing?"

"Isn't your arrival a celebration that means I can live?"

"Did I say I wouldn't kill you?"

"If you were going to kill me, you wouldn't have come to see me in person. Fergal's gaze sharpened: "If I'm not mistaken, you have a request for me." ”

Todd squatted down, looked up and down at this powerful minister who was once above ten thousand people under one person, shook his head and said: "I'm going to disappoint you, I'm not here to ask you for anything, but to estimate your value." ”

Furgar looked at the other party deeply, and suddenly said: "Looking at the whole of Ulster, you will no longer find anyone who is as familiar with the kingdom as I am. ”

Todd shrugged his shoulders, found a clean spot outside the cell, sat down, and said to Vergar, "Go on, I'll listen." ”

"The distribution of troops, the cages of slaves, the holes in the line of defense, I know everything you want to know, and not only that, which city has a granary, which castle hides treasures, and which nobles are the richest......"

Listening to Fogar talk about "personal value", Todd suddenly remembered the "leading party" that often appeared in film and television works in his previous life.

Looking at the expressionless Todd, Fugar was a little flustered: "If you are not interested in these, I can lead you to reveal the biggest secret of the kingdom - the war beast!"

Todd's eyes lit up: "War beast?!"

Fugar nodded busily and said, "The kingdom has several top-secret war beast breeding grounds, which store the methods and materials for the kingdom to cultivate war beasts for thousands of years. ”

Todd suppressed the curiosity in his heart, smiled and said to Vergar, "So, what do you want in return?

Fergal shook his head vigorously: "With Concierber's personality, he will definitely blame me for the defeat of this war." If I go back like this, death will be my only destination. ”

"So how about giving you wealth? You can take it with you and go to a safe place for the rest of your life. ”

"Walking in the north with a large sum of money is like a hare pacing under the nose of a hunter, and that is nothing more than death!"

"How's the power? I can give you a free position in the clan. ”

"I used to be a favorite of the Ulster Kingdom, and almost half of the Froststone camp was eager to put me to death, seeking power here, and sooner or later I would die. ”

"You don't want freedom, wealth, power. Todd was completely out of the way: "What exactly do you want?!"

Furgar knelt on the ground, took two steps forward, clasped the cage with both hands, and whispered, "Boyar, listen! Troops, food, treasure troves, war beasts...... I can tell you all the information and secrets of the kingdom, and I have only one request......"

Furgar desperately stretched his head forward, his eyes staring at each other: "I want you to swear to the gods that you will marry my daughter Emer!"