Chapter 560: Worst Plans (2)

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The little dwarf Modo actually knows what the old gray dwarf and the old man Garfield were originally going to say.

Once thanks to the abundant manpower of the Orc Empire, whether it is in the headquarters of the Steel City or in the underground world, in all the factories, except for a very few jobs, such as the canteen and other logistics departments, are filled by women, and the other major jobs are not seen at all.

In fact, like many positions, women are fully capable of taking over the job, and this can release a very large number of young men;

However, the second point of the little dwarf Modo is to let them know that it is not only very necessary, but also far from enough.

"Second, is there any problem with expanding the size of the reserve in all territories, so that all adult males of appropriate age, except those necessary for the maintenance and production of various departments, factories and mines, must join the reserve, and train for half a day every three days to familiarize themselves with basic combat skills?" asked Modo again.

The reason why it is said to be an adult male of the right age is mainly because under the large race of orcs, among the dozens of small branches, the standard of adulthood is completely different; like some are already adults before the age of ten, and some are still children with no hair on their mouths at the age of ten.

As for the second point, the people in charge of the territories have said that there is no problem either, and a large part of the reason is that all the factories in the territories are all monopolies of small dwarves, and he can arrange them as he wants.

As for the legendary private factory, if there is no such thing as the Burning Legion, it may gradually appear in a few years due to the release of the little gnomes, but it is difficult to say now.

Before announcing the third article, the little dwarf Lord Modo first called the old kobold Hogan up and asked, "How is the current grain production in the Iron City? ”

This is also something that cannot be helped, the territory under his own name, if all of it is counted, it will be a large and terrifying area, but the problem is that there is not much land suitable for farming.

The year-round ghost weather on the Silian Ice Field, the little crops planted every year, even they can't feed themselves, and Gem Island and the surrounding islands have no habit of planting at all.

As for the underground world, which is the largest and most populated, it simply lacks the necessary conditions for the growth of all kinds of food: sunlight.

Therefore, even after the little gnomes dominated the underground world, they began to vigorously arrange and increase the planting of stalks similar to mutated potatoes, and it has been five or six years now, and there are still few results, and every year a huge amount of food needs to be imported from the surface world to ensure that they can eat enough.

The only places suitable for cultivation in such a vast territory are the areas near the highland forests, and the places on both sides of the Doma River, but all of them are still quite limited in size.

Seeing the little dwarf Lord Modo, calling himself up alone to ask, the old kobold was very honored to puff up his chest and replied loudly: "Lord Modo, every year we have not stopped the reclamation of new farms; ”

"Because there are one hundred and twenty-three elven druids, and the nature demons already have eighty-two large farms and one hundred and thirty-one small farms with the help of the Fa, and these farms will have a huge harvest every year, so the output of the farms alone is enough for five million people to live. "Old Hogan proudly reports the great achievements of his farms.

Immediately, he added: "But the current scale of the farm is already the upper limit of what those elven druids can manage, and a little more, their natural magic will not be able to take care of it." ”

Indeed, relying on a small amount of land, he has made the achievement of feeding five million people, which has to be said to be a great miracle, but the little dwarf who nodded in approval on the surface is extremely bitter in his heart.

The grain production capacity that can feed five million people will be a huge Achilles' heel in the future, and now, the gold coins scattered by the Iron Collar are almost from most of the Fila Continent, and the grain from most of the Fila continent is delivered to the door by those profiteering merchants through various means.

Especially now that the channel of the Doma River has been dredged, Mo Duo does not feel that it is too difficult to bring the entire orc empire with him, not to mention the endless supply of Mo Datou gold coins in the underground world, even the profits of trade every year cannot be spent.

But if it really comes to the entire human world and is beaten to pieces by the Burning Legion, I am afraid that if a mountain of gold and silver is smashed, it may not be able to be exchanged, even if it is a cart of food!

What to do when that time comes, the little dwarf Modo knows that the power of hunger is even more terrifying than that of the Burning Legion......

Frowning, Modo said the next arrangement:

"Thirdly, Flint asked your subordinates to count the scale of land that can probably be opened on this archipelago, and the Great Shaman, after you go back, find a way to try it, and plant some of the grain in those fields in the Alchemy City, and let Aurora support you with specific technology. ”

"Fourth, from now on, stockpile up grain, cloth, and herbal powder at all costs...... In short, as long as we can use something, don't care about the price, and hoard it with all our might, there is no problem with this. ”

This time, it was replaced by a cheap uncle who stood up, and after the completion of the Doma River dredging project, this thing was killed and did not want to go back to the Beast King City, and continued to live those hard days of buttoning the rope no matter what he did, so he simply took refuge in the little dwarf Modo, and was immediately appointed by the little dwarf as the financial manager of the territory.

Uncle Cheap replied: "Other questions are not big, but in terms of the original medicines of various herbs, we have always not been able to buy much, and the batch you brought back from the overseas mainland last time could have been used for a long time, but after the Holy War began, I am afraid that no amount of reserves will be enough, why don't you go and get some back?"

As soon as this question came out, Mo Duo suddenly had a headache, and after a big war, the magic healing ability of various countries was simply a drop in the water, so the herbal powder of the Iron Collar became a lifesaver for ordinary officers and soldiers.

As the actual leading big brother of the God of War Alliance, the little dwarf Lord Modo couldn't do anything at all for the pleas of other countries, so the inventory that was originally quite abundant was quickly reduced.

It's just that going to the overseas continent where the upper elves are located is too far away, and there are too many risks along the way, except for himself, no one in the entire steel realm can go back and forth safely.

"It would be nice if Lan Lan's goods were here, I don't know where this goods are fooling around now, and I used naked chickens and ducks to contact him several times without success, otherwise the two sections of the most dangerous Endless Sea and the Vortex Sea on this road, in terms of the relationship between this goods, are completely smooth. "Little dwarf Lord Modo thought so. Reading, a better reading experience.