Alder was still eating and drinking.

It's not that he doesn't want to save food for the tribe, it's that every piece of food he eats in his stomach will be digested by his powerful body at an extremely fast rate.

After digestion, the bloodline energy generated will be pumped away by an unknown existence, and after it is withdrawn, it will be followed by a more powerful bloodline energy that can make his body evolve and be re-injected into his body.

The ratio of energy between the two sides is about that for every ten bloodline energy he loses, nine purified bloodline energy will be returned to him.

And the purified bloodline energy, because it is his own bloodline energy, can be easily absorbed by him.

The digestion and absorption were too fast, and he couldn't eat enough.

Especially somehow, after being purified, the blood vein energy likes to run into his digestion and absorption organs, and desperately strengthens its digestion and absorption organs.

It can be said that about fifty percent of the energy in his body has been absorbed and grown by his digestive and absorption organs.

It's even more insatiable.

The more he eats, the faster the digestion and absorption organs are strengthened, and the more likely he is to go hungry.

When he is hungry, he wants to eat more food, and the more food he eats, the faster the digestion and absorption organs will be strengthened.

It's a complete loop.

Not far away, the primitive patriarch and a large number of primitive people were discussing things with sad faces.

The food gap was so great that they couldn't afford to feed Elder.

If they continue like this, if they have to keep Elder, they will all starve to death.

The primitive man with the feathers on his head turned his brain, and suddenly thought of a good way, and said in a low voice: "Otherwise, let's go and take refuge with Count Skoro." ”

"Count Skoro is of the same clan as us, and he has invited us many times to live in the plains below."

"He is willing to provide us with farmland, farming tools, seeds, houses, etc., to ensure our survival, and we only need to draw a ten-man team of soldiers to serve him."

"Taxes are also quite low, as long as 10% of the grain is harvested."

The area where their tribe is located is not a wild land, but a civilized area, and not far from the mountain range where they live, there are dozens of powerful human kingdoms, which are very powerful.

As for why they still live the life of primitive people under the condition of civilization, they don't know why they are like this.

Anyway, the surrounding human kingdoms are not allowed to have civilization for the people in the mountains, and they must live the life of primitive people.

If there is a civilization in the mountains, a whole bunch of human kingdoms will come and clean it up with knives.

In the face of the threat of knives, all primitive tribes are quite acquainted.

Of course, they can also go to the civilized world below the mountain, and the lords are very welcoming to join them.

They also especially like to pick their children to marry their own children.

In his opinion, as long as he went to Count Scorro's territory and showed Elder his powerful talent to Count Stro, where would Elder starve? I eat meat every day.

In this way, they were able to get rid of the primitive life and live a happy life, and Elder himself was able to find a very good meal ticket, and he was able to return with a beautiful woman, which was simply a lot of money.

Faced with the words of the clansmen, the primitives patriarch fell into deep thought.

In fact, he also wanted to go down the mountain to join Count Scelo, and even Count Skoro sent someone to invite him personally.

But he always felt that this was not a good thing, but he had heard some of his fellow citizens who had fled back from the mountains say that the nobles of the plains were very, very fierce.

Seventy percent of their annual harvest was to be given to the nobles as taxes.

If you don't pay it, you will have to be hanged alive.

The only thing worth looking forward to was that the man who had fled back and was in his fifties later said that seventy percent of the tax would only be applied after they had survived for twenty years, and before that, the tax was generally only one or two percent.

The first generation was able to live well in this situation.

But the children of the next generation are not having a good time.

After carefully weighing his heart, the primitives decided to take refuge with Count Scro.

Now that he was desperate, Eld was too good to eat, and the tribe couldn't support him at all, so he had to turn to the wealthy nobles for help.

Make up your mind.

The primitives no longer hesitated.

Over the next three months, he and his warriors began to hunt frantically, drying large quantities of meat into jerky, regardless of the hunting rules handed down from their ancestors.

They are a long way from the bottom of the mountain, and food is the most important thing for the migration of the tribe, and he must prepare the food before the migration.

The food was not well prepared, and they had to starve to death on the way, but they could not be negligent.

After three months, the food was ready.

The primitives matriarch and his people roared down the mountain, heading for the nearest nobleman, Count Skoro.

Another month later.

After a long journey, the primitives finally arrived at Count Skor's territory and submitted the idea of surrender to Count Skoro's soldiers who remained at the mountain level.

And in the face of the primitive people who came down the mountain to take refuge in him, Count Scolo raised his hands and feet to welcome him, and hurried over to greet him.

Primitive people are high-quality human beings who have survived the survival of the fittest in the mountains, not to mention in terms of intelligence, but in terms of body, they are strong one by one.

By taking them into his territory, he will not only be able to harvest some powerful warriors immediately, but in the future, they will also produce a steady stream of stronger warriors for themselves.

It's much more than those ordinary residents who don't have a good fighting ability.

In addition, primitive people don't have too many bad intentions, they are very, very good at fooling, and with the help of the identity of the same clan, they talk about some loyalty or something, and a large number of soldiers who are absolutely loyal to him become.

Unlike some old fritters who have gone through social baptism and parental education, it takes a lot of effort to gain their absolute loyalty.

It can be said that the primitive man is a gift package from heaven for him, he can fight his enemies and expand his territory for him outside, and he can strengthen his rule over the territory with the help of loyal primitive people, so that some loyal guys can continue to be loyal.

Of course, in order to ensure the strength of the family bloodline, it is also necessary to marry each other.

For a nobleman, wisdom is important, because it is the key to managing the territory, and force is also important, and for a soldier, the fist is the last word, the easiest thing to gain their loyalty.

There is power in the sword, this is not a joke, there is no absolute force, there is no way to control one's territory.

Only when wisdom and force go hand in hand can he truly manage his territory.

And wisdom has the accumulation of more than ten generations of his family, coupled with his words and deeds and teachers, as long as he is not a fool, there will always be a smarter one among four or five children, and he is not too worried.

But power, this is determined by blood, and these primitives came at the right time.

Count Scolo greeted the primitive tribes warmly, dividing them into more abundant arable land and teaching them to cultivate the land so that they could feed themselves.

The primitives were touched by the Count Scoro, who warmly greeted them, divided their fields and taught them how to plant.

Without saying a word, twenty of the stronger warriors were drawn from among the people and they were joined in the army of Count Skoro.

And his son, Elder, was also introduced by him to Count Skoro.

In the castle made of boulders, Count Skoro looked at the Eld in front of him, full of doubts.

He whispered to the butler next to him, "This child is really only less than two years old, this height is taller than that of an eight-year-old child, and his body is quite strong." ”

"It doesn't look like a child who is just over a year old."

"I told you to ask the new soldiers who joined my army about this kid."

"How's it going?"

The butler nodded and said, "Lord Lord, I have asked, and secretly hypnotized a warrior with magic equipment, this child is really only more than a year old." ”

"And I also discovered something special, this child seems to be being swept up by fate when he follows the tribe as he migrates."

"Poisonous insects, snakes and ants all avoid him, and the ferocious tigers and the mighty giant bears will flee the moment they see him."

"This kid is quite extraordinary."

The butler looked at Alder with amazement.

The world they live in is an extraordinary world, and there are some people who are born extraordinary.

In his opinion, this child is born an extraordinary person.

With control in place, their Count Scro family may be able to rise a little higher.

Hearing such news, Count Scollo's expression froze, and a snickering joy swelled in his heart.

He came to Eld's front and stared straight at him.

And Elder also stared at Count Scolo with his big eyes, and at this moment, Count Skoro felt that he was not looking at a child, but a wise man full of wisdom.

This reinforces his intention to focus on cultivating Elder.

Of course, the premise of all this is that this kid is his son-in-law, the husband of his daughter.

Otherwise, he is not at ease.

Since ancient times, blood kinship has been one of the best ways to integrate outsiders into one's own family.

Alder ushered in his new life, he arrived at the Count's castle, and the Count's Day gave him endless food, he could fill his stomach to his heart's content, and become strong at a very fast speed.

The Count also played with him from time to time.

He was very grateful to Count Scrow.

As soon as I felt a little confused, several very beautiful little girls ptrained him, making him feel a little embarrassed.

Time flies, and the years go by.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Within thirty years, Ayrd married and had four children.

His life level has also risen all the way over the years, and by the time he reached adulthood, he had become a second-order knight and one of the strongest in the Scrow Earldom.

Even so, he was very loyal to Count Scelo, and he would cut whomever Count Skoro told him to, and there was nothing he did not dare to cut except for those who had previously belonged to his parents' tribe.

Count Scolo has been very comfortable in these years, and the arrival of primitive people has brought him the most loyal warriors, and with the help of these warriors who have been brainwashed by him to be very loyal to him, he has finally completed the control of all the armies in the entire territory, making the authority of the territory more concentrated in his hands.

And Ayrd's arrival is even more incredible.

Without consuming extraordinary resources, the other party already possessed the strength of a second-order great knight at the age of eighteen just by eating some food.

Its combat power was quite strong, and he and the other second-order great knight in the territory combined couldn't defeat each other.

In addition to his combat effectiveness, the other party is also quite loyal to him, and is more obedient than his sons.

With all these benefits, of course, he is very comfortable.

Especially when the other party was twenty-five years old, with the help of the extraordinary resources he provided, the other party actually became a third-order nobleman, and became a powerhouse in the entire kingdom.

As a result, his county was directly tripled on the basis of the previous one, and the family of Count Skoro directly became a marquis family in his hands.

Even more ornate castles.

Marquis Skoro looked at his son, took his hand and said earnestly: "Child, I am ready to leave this marquis's title and territory to you. ”

"You don't have to worry about whether you will inherit my title and domain in the future."

"The only thing I ask of you is that your son must marry a granddaughter of Elder."

"His bloodline is not ordinary."

"In the past thirty years, except for his own strength, which has been improved to the third order, the strength of his four children has not been lower than the first order."

Count Scolo whispered to his son.

Elder's peculiarity made him not have to worry about the other party seizing their family's territory.

Moreover, even if he takes it, it will be fine, the other party's four heirs are all born to his daughter, and the meat is still rotten in the pot.

He had confirmed from the royal city that Her Majesty, who had just ascended the throne, was very fond of Eld and wanted him to be her royal husband.

To this end, more than a dozen letters have been sent to him, wanting him to let go and give Ald freedom.

In the face of Her Majesty's order, he did not dare to refuse, and could not refuse, he could only agree to this one thing.

Fortunately, Alder had no problem with his desire to keep his four children in the realm.

The Scolo family still left a strong foundation.

The son of the Marquis of Skoro looked at his father, shook his head, and said, "Father, how much power a person has, how much wealth and power he can control. ”

"A weak being, with wealth and authority that does not correspond to him, will be greeted by death."

"Elder's four children all have the talent to reach the top of the third-order nobles, even if they can suppress the legend of a kingdom, the other party still has a great possibility of reaching the top."

"For the sake of the family, I suggest that the position of lord be given to my nephew, Ayrd's eldest son."

"He's my sister's son, and he has the blood of the Scorro family in his veins."

"I believe that our Scorro family will inevitably grow in his hands."

Marquis Scolo looked at his son, who had not the slightest idea about the position of the lord's throne.

I sighed deeply in my heart.

When he was just an earl, the strength of the second-order great knight was enough, and he was confident that he would train his son to be a second-order great knight before he died.

However, the title of Marquis is not something that a second-order Grand Knight can control.

His children can see clearly, which saves him many, many things.

After some conversation, the son of the Marquis of Scolo relinquished his right to the title of domain and gave it to Elder's eldest son.

Let the Scorlow family have a more brilliant future.

……

Origin Space, in the space inside the World Tree.

Ace watched Elder's development history like a movie, and the whole dragon watched with relish.

"This kid is good, and his luck is good."

"First of all, he hugged the thigh of an earl, married the three daughters of Count Skoro, and enjoyed all the blessings, not to mention that the other party's territory was also occupied by his son."

"Then I was taken by the queen of the human country again, and I saw that I was going to be a king again."

"This Yanfu, this treatment, I couldn't have imagined it before."

He was a little sour, looking at his development history, it was all thanks to his own efforts that he got what he deserved.

And this guy, stupid, has everything all the way by being married by others and enjoying the glamorous blessings.

And looking at the appearance, his heirs will also become sought-after goods, and all the kings and royal families of this continent will most likely marry his heirs.

Perhaps, the other party doesn't even have to fight, and just relies on his own blood to unify the continent where he is located.

Ace, who was holding Jingya, withdrew his eyes from watching Elder's story.

Thirty years have passed, and the bloodline benefit system has achieved great success.

Sure enough, as he guessed, after life gives birth to the next generation, the reason why the blood concentration of the next generation will decrease is because the survival instinct of life tells life that a high blood concentration will only be bad for them, and there will be no benefit, it will reduce their survivability.

That's why the blood concentration will decrease.

And when he reversed it through interests, the situation was immediately reversed.

Before, 1.00 00 ...... Zero one, I don't know how many zeros, anyway, zeros are getting more and more.

The events that belong to his Ace bloodline in the deepest bloodline of all the lives in the Jingya world have been in regression.

And now, it was 1.00 in 10,000...... Zero 1 has become 1.01 per 10,000 in 30 years, an increase of 1/100,000.

Compared to before, he and Jingya worked hard and could only alleviate the status quo of zero and more, which can be called a rapid speed.

He and Geenya may not be able to do this for 10,000 years.