However, Marlin was still a little curious about stocking up on something else, so Ayres invited Marlin to visit his new home.

Through the portal, Marin sees a forest, ah...... It's really nice not to be in a dead world, otherwise Marin feels that the little twig on his arm will take the initiative.

"What else are you talking about, this forest? Your new home? Marlin asked.

Ayres patted his palms, and without even any psionic fluctuations or anything else, he saw a goblin running out of the forest.

It sped across the clearing, then fell to its knees in front of Ayres, lifted up the soles of his bones and kissed them.

Enough, forget all the red tape you learned in the human world, what I asked you to plant.

Ayers kicked the goblin to the ground with a single kick, and the latter quickly bowed his head and apologized, then turned to the forest and whispered a few words to the goblin.

Marin didn't understand at all - they weren't goblins in his world at all, they all looked different, the only thing they were similar was that they were all green-skinned and short.

But what his companions had brought out, Marlin knew—the various pieces of potatoes in those carts weren't fake.

The amount is quite large, and where Marlin can be seen with the naked eye, it is at least a dozen tons.

I think these little things are too useless, killing them and making bones are waste, it is better to grow food for me, after all, food is much more useful in many worlds than soul gold coins.

Ayers pulled out a few potatoes and brought them to Marin, gushing about how much effort he had spent teaching the goblins how much of this stuff he had spent.

"I've got all the potatoes." Marin didn't say a word and gave this batch of goods to the round, and at the same time he didn't have any interest in how the big farmer Ayrs dealt with these little bastards - Marin protected humanity and civilization, and didn't have any good feelings about this predatory bandit race, how they were trained by Ayres to be like this, Marin didn't want to understand, and didn't want to understand.

What, you say justice?

I'm sorry, my justice is the justice of mankind, the two-legged beast is dead or alive, what does it matter to me Marin Gayat.

There are about forty tons of potatoes in this batch, and I want to leave some rations for these guys, but fortunately there are a few degrees of temperature here even in winter, and this thing can be grown in all seasons, so thirty tons are shipped, and what is left behind is their rations and seeds, and there is food in the forest, and they will not starve to death.

In terms of how to pay the bills, Ayres said that he has made a lot of money in the northern defense line recently, and this batch of potatoes is considered free, and the next harvest can be paid with the soul of the Chaos Champion.

Marin likes Ayers, although he seems to be a miser iron rooster bloodless farmer, but he never sees small profits when it comes to business.

And the guy says he'll capture more goblins in this world in the future, and try to reach out to the native humans through the Seal City connections, so that they can provide more goblins - he wants to build his plantation empire in the tropical archipelago in this region.

Of course, Marin can only say congratulations - okay, just like Ayers said, everyone is still asking for money when they become lichs, and how they get it is the most important process.

In the past, Ailes was afraid that he would be beaten when he went out, but now that he is out in the north, the old brother on the side may ask a question.

· May I help you， sir.

The words are rounded with a northern accent.

Returning to the northern defense through the teleportation channel, Ayers said that he would send potatoes to Marin's half-plane, and Marin said that he would invite him over to participate in the grand event the next time he met the champion, and the two sides laughed and said goodbye.

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The potatoes Marlin obtained from Ayres are going to take them to his own canning factory to process them, and then add more to the cans sold to the Eastern Kingdom, although adding starch to the canned meat sounds too malicious, but the Eastern Kingdom is really too poor, and Marin is also to be able to keep the cost down so that he can sell it to them at a cheaper price.

Of course, if they think it's a good idea to add meat foam to the starch, then Marin can do it too.

At least it's better than adding brown bread to sawdust like the Northern Kingdoms.

Looking for a chance to visit the Eastern Kingdoms? Marin had this idea, but in the end he decided to use the ecclesiastical channels, such as asking the Goddess of Harvest Church to send a few observation groups to observe the spring planting situation, so that Marin could pull grain from the outlands with a good sense of - after all, countries such as Farol and Sidney have not yet fallen into the quagmire of war, and the whole family of the free man farmer still lives by selling grain, and if too much grain is brought in to really collapse the price of food, it will be these poor people who are miserable.

A group of patrolmen walked through the trenches, and Marin accepted their salute and watched as they continued on their march with high morale.

Well...... Ah, yes, I almost forgot something.

"Stein Mansenheim is there." Marlin returned to command and asked Svensson's brother, Jon was working on the papers, and replied without raising his head: "His Excellency General Stein Mansenheim returned to his line after shooting himself in another timeline in the early hours of the morning. ”

"I almost forgot about it, did I already ask for information?" Marin felt a little bored, and sat down on the chair, Marin asked while feeling the warmth of the sun.

"Yes, at the church, they'll send it to us when they're done." After Jones finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Marin: "Your Excellency, there is no itinerary today, and the high-altitude reconnaissance has not confirmed that there is an enemy army nearby, if you have a personal matter, you can leave, but it is best not to kill other people's whole families, this sentence is what Your Majesty asked me to convey to you." ”

"Ah, that's great, I can be lazy again." Marin yawned when he heard this: "You see, I am such a person who has nothing to do...... By the way, I forgot, I went to the Frost Giant's camp to see what good they had hunted. ”

"Then I'll have to expect good luck from them." Jon smiled as Marlin saw her off.

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The camp of the frost giants is in the north of the defense line, and the military is initially preparing to use these frost giants as reserves, and where the defense line is breached, let them fight back with the human forces.

Later, after the military found out that their firepower was superb, the frost giants had no use of force - they were too tall to stand in the trenches and show half of their bodies, and Marin and the military combined, so let them go back to their old jobs - hunting.

So the stupid roe deer, elk, and bears in the nearby woods poured blood mold, and the spear of the frost giant could break the sound barrier, and it was basically non-dispersive within a hundred meters.

Even if there are spirits, adult frost giants are not afraid, their large size, strong physique and group cooperation make them the most terrifying two-legged standing apes on this planet, ordinary spirits are just prey, and only legendary spirits can escape from their hunt.

For example, Your Majesty, Marin's No. 2 spare grain has a record of escaping from the hands of the Frost Giant Hunters three times, and Marin is still thinking that this wild boar was able to hit the head with a headshot from the World Tree branch that rolled and flashed Marin, but it turned out that he had been beaten a lot, and he had already learned something.

When they arrived at the Frost Giant camp, the head of the camp proudly told Marin that they had just hunted a herd of elk yesterday and had a good harvest after releasing the strongest does, stags, and fawns.

"The human brothers in front of us have a meal of meat to eat today." The big guy said as he took Marin on a tour of the camp's air-dried meat field.

At the same time, he also showed Marin a snow leopard cub, it should be because the frost giant invaded the territory, the mother leopard was forced to flee with a cub, this abandoned cub finally sneaked into the air-dried meat field, originally intended to eat and drink for nothing, but did not expect to be found by the frost giant children who were responsible for taking care of the field, so a burst of net steel fork operation, the small thing was caught and put on a neck ring and chain.

When Marin saw it, the little dot was nesting in the cold wind, with blood on the chain, and it looked like it had struggled, but unfortunately it didn't succeed.

Oh, this cruel fate.

Because it was so small, the little creature was lucky not to be skinned and cramped, and the Frost Giants were ready to give it to their hunters to train as animal companions.

Looking at this little unlucky bastard, Marlin paid a sum of money to buy it - no way, this fluffy little bastard really made Marlin too happy, and Marlin, who was born with a penchant for feline creatures, felt that he really couldn't escape the title of shoveler.

After looking at the teeth, he should be able to eat meat, so Marin fed the little cub with some leftovers from a stupid roe deer, and then began to use psionic energy to directly cramm.

By the time Marlin was gone, the little thing had learned to keep up with Marlin.

"You're the best trainer I've ever met." Of course, the person in charge didn't understand Marin's methods, and his praise made Marin feel a little ashamed.

After a while, Marin returned to the defense line with the little snow leopard named Spotted, and after explaining to the head of the logistics department that they would go to the Frost Giant Camp to get meat, Marlin returned to the headquarters with Spotted, because there was no war, and no one was there, only Lulu sat there basking in the sun.

The sight of the spot, the girl's heart melted, and she picked up the little spot.

The speck in the psychic communication indicates that this terrifying two-legged erector ape is something, what the hell is the owner, help.

Marin said that this was its new owner and that lunch was in her charge.

Spotted was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and licked Lulu's hand, showing her belly, a mysterious smile, and a cat-like meow.

Lulu was delighted and took out the jerky as a reward.

Spotted excitedly bit down on the jerky and chewed it.

Marin saw it in his eyes, and could only say that Spotted, a snack for lunch, could be said to be really very smiling.

But then again, even animal cubs can struggle to survive, so why should humans stop?

Come on, Marlin.