This giant, who calls himself "Hades", is a very powerful psyker.

Motarian realized.

He stood beside Hades and watched with a numb look as Hades talked and laughed, and the puppet armies fleeing in the distance fell directly to the ground, like kites with broken strings.

Motarian slowly raised his eyes, and saw the flock of scavenging vultures flying in the sky falling directly, without even letting out a wail - the scavenging vultures have always been Nacre's great killer, and on this planet where firearms are not accurate and air forces are lacking, how oppressive an air force with combat power is.

But now, in front of Motarian, the monsters were plucked from the sky by a giant hand...... Stoned to death, what a ...... unimaginable......

Motarian's pupils dilated, and he looked at the remnants of the defeated army, as if they had been directly erased from their souls, what kind of existence was this......

In his ears, Hades's chatter continued,

“…… Oh, I've already figured out that in the two villages on the east side of the hinterland, the white corn has just ripened for the first time, so we'll go and change a little bit...... I really can't ask for a little bit...... I've also looked at the wasteland suitable for mining, so I'll wait for ......."

Is this a mantra?

Motarian thought of it, but was there really such a spell?

But if not...... There is no chanting of the imminent death spell...... Motarian's soul trembled, the man who could make Nacre feel like a great enemy and successfully killed Nacre was not in any ordinary danger.

It's quite dangerous!

He might have the power to kill the whole of Barbaros - no! Hasn't he purged the entire ruling class on Barbarus?!

Motarian's pupils shook, and he followed Hades in a trance and continued to walk towards the foot of the mountain,

“…… Motarian?! ”

Shocked by Hades's powerful Motarian shook his head suddenly, in front of him, I don't know when Hades was looking at him seriously,

When did Hades come to him from his side?!

Motarian's extremely strong reflexes, which he has always been proud of, have also fallen behind!

Hades looked at Motarian, who was in a trance, and sighed...... He knew it was going to be like this...... Hades patted Motarian on the shoulder earnestly,

"I know you may not like farming, but it's necessary, otherwise we're going to- no, you're eating too much, Barbaros is half an agricultural planet, why don't you forget the old craft."

？

Cultivated land?

Mortarian hadn't listened to Hades' thoughts at all, just immersed in the fact that Nacre's army was easily destroyed.

Motarian tried to keep his voice as steady as he could, although he had just given birth to a hint of the illusion that Hades would be his kind, but now, Motarian was more worried about himself next.

In the face of a powerful existence, the original body's flight reaction has been deeply ingrained.

[I plough the land. 】

As if he didn't expect Motarian to be so decisive, Hades was stunned, and then laughed,

"Good! Wait until I'm going to make a few improvised cultivators...... But can the efficiency of the machine really be faster than that of the original......

Hades' voice went down again.

He could have added some points to Barbarus's mechanical tree, but Barbaros is not a mineral planet, and if you want to climb a machine, materials with sufficient strength are necessary - judging by the types of minerals on Barbaros now......

Hades quickly figured out the highest technology Barbaros could climb.

It seems that it is impossible to build a cultivator that is more efficient than the original one.

Then let Motarian come.

Hades laughed awkwardly, decisively sold the original, and went to the farmland, Motarian!

Anyway, in his memory, the original Motarian, every time he didn't want to work, he would run away directly on the grounds of accelerating productivity.

The fog beside the two gradually faded, and in the distance, the outline of the village faintly appeared, and Motarian glanced at Hades without a trace, but saw that Hades was still "optimistic by nature", and walked directly towards the village.

He hadn't been to the village yet, Motarian thought.

But where did he go...... It is also estimated that it is also arable land.

He wanted to get stronger, he wanted to learn the spells that Hades used, Motarian thought...... But

Should he ask Hades directly? No, if it were Nacre, Motarian would have been kicked off a cliff by now.

…… It's better to be cautious for now.

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[After January]

He was wrong, wildly wrong.

Motarian looked like he was loveless, looking at Hades who was plowing madly in the distance,

He yelled at something, kicked the oxen away from the plough, and ran away with the plough and rake in his hand.

This person simply has a brain that is not normal and not dangerous.

Next to the original body, a group of villagers gathered with farm tools to refit it, and Motarian squatted in front of a huge flipping plow, teaching people how to modify it hand in hand.

There wasn't much to teach about this improvised tool, so Motarian quickly finished and let the villagers try it out on their own, answering a few of their questions.

Next time, it would be better to teach them how to make engines, and Motarian thought of picking out three people from each village who were interested in machinery...... There are also those who are interested in potions, and the update of the antidote should be put on the agenda.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, the villagers who had gathered together did not disperse, they either stood or crouched beside Motarian, staring at the wild figure on the wasteland together.

Motarian had already seen that some of them were not here to learn technology at all, some were just here to see Hades, and a bunch of young people stared at the giants in the distance - the king's great cause of conquering the beasts and liberating Barbaros by himself had spread.

"Lord Motarian, what are your plans for the future?"

A mature-looking man crouched beside Motarian and asked tentatively, who recognized him as Haim, the chief of a nearby village,

"Don't call me sir," Mortarian said lightly, "and—his plan was to first develop productivity to such an extent that he would not starve to death. 】

"What is productivity?"

Heim asked, and Motarian felt the eyes turn to him again,

[The ability to create wealth - you can understand it as the ability to farm, the ability to weave. 】

The people around made a sound of sudden realization,

"Your Excellency......" said Heim cautiously, "has a good appetite, and we were troubled by that kind of problem at the time. ”

Haim was taken aback by the sight of Motarian turning his head sharply to look at him, and Haim almost trembled under the gaze of Motarian's sharp yellow pupils,

[No," Mortarian said solemnly, "You had already volunteered to prepare food for us before that—I appreciate that, and so does Hades. 】

Just because of Hades' own act of killing the beast, the villagers who were blessed by his actions would spontaneously prepare food for Hades...... Motarian was almost shocked, a virtue that would never be seen on an alien lord.

This is human, Motarian thought, Hades told him that they were all human, and Motarian was glad that he was of this race.

They were similar in appearance—but Motarian didn't know why he and Hades were so big—were they two different subspecies?

In this regard, Hades, who knows nothing about biology, snorted, "Eat a lot, so you grow big!" ”

Motarian acquiesced to this nonsense.

According to his summary, two-thirds of what Hades said in a day was nonsense, and one-third was useful words.

He would always say something wonderful, such as "Motarian, you wait, in a few decades, there will be 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, and you will be crowned king!" Green robe! Heirs to all generations! ”

What "Huang Laohan! Cold-blooded capitalists! Why are you making me work overtime again?! ”

"Motarian! I want to drink Coke - you must be better than that stupid guy in Taracin, right? Do you tune Coke? I'll tell you, the ingredients are syrup, carbon dioxide - where do I get the syrup! Everything is bitter on Barbarus! Nurgle! Wo Ri !! ”

It's not like a sane creature can speak.

Sometimes, Mortarian would have a certain sorrow for no reason,

He knew that powerful psionics were usually insane, and this was the inevitable end of their own sanity being eroded by subspace, could Hades be the same?

This symptom is similar to that of Nacre...... No...... He didn't want Hades to be like Nacre.

However, Motarian did not observe other manifestations in Hades, so Motarian began to suspect that it was pathological, but Barbaros only had two branches of medicine: treating injuries and detoxifying.

He needed to develop Barbarooth's medicine as soon as possible.

Also for ...... Motarian looked around at the villagers who were just as shocked as he was, and wanted them to die later.

He was not disgusted by what Hades said, the proposal to build Barbarus.

After going down that day, he changed some food from a nearby village, and in the evening, Hades found a random wasteland near the village, lit a fire and told him about the plan.

That doesn't look like a madman......

Motarian sighed silently again.

After the bonfire was extinguished, Hades casually took a dead branch and analyzed and discussed the next plan with Motarian quite seriously - Motarian felt a little funny, he was discussing with himself?

The strong can decide everything for themselves.

But he didn't say it at all.

"First of all," Hades said earnestly, Motarian had never seen such a serious Hades since, Hades said,

"We need to go to the hinterland—the soil is the most fertile here," he said, drawing a map on the ground and circling it.

"Before, due to the presence of various carnivorous animals, this place was not well utilized, but now we can, we hurry to plant white corn, and now it is the first corn crop to ripen, just in time for the second round."

Hades said heavily,

"We must harvest the first grain before we have eaten all of Nacre's army."

Motarian's right eyelid jerked,

【What to eat?】 】

Hades looked at him with a miserable expression, "Nacre's army, isn't that all meat?" ”

[Toxic. 】

"You're going to be poisoned?" [No, it won't. 】

【……】

Motarian was silent for a long time, and in the crackle of the campfire, he spoke again,

[We can use Nacre's weapons to exchange food with the villagers.] 】

Hades smiled bitterly and waved his hand,

"People grow food that barely sustains themselves, and if we change their food, what will they eat?"

This is the hellish difficulty of Barbarus, and other Long Aotian scripts are to enjoy life after killing the evil dragon, but Hades hurried to farm after killing the evil dragon.

The planet is so barren! Poor to nothing!

Maybe Hades and Motarian could take the portion of the food balance after killing the Alien Lord, but Hades didn't plan to do that...... Let's let civilization develop on its own.

It's not like you can't eat those things anyway.

Hades can also starve...... He might be able to carry it without eating or drinking until the Empire comes - but Hades can't guarantee his mental state by then.

Here, Hades once again sighed that he was fortunate to be a stubborn defender full of poison resistance.

Motarian thought for a moment, he wanted to say that some people could die—but he didn't want them to die from the bottom of his heart—he looked at Hades, and Hades didn't seem to think about it either—the original wasn't going to remind Hades.

So Motarian nodded, and he looked at Hades one bite at a time, realizing the urgency of the matter,

Hades continued,

"We also have to share the technology with the villagers, I have summarized the six techniques, I will draw the drawings later, and give them to the villagers, the Nacre territory, and the transport planes at the bottom can also be distributed to the villagers, but do not share weapons."

[Don't share weapons? 】

"They don't need it now."

Hades said that the situation is turbulent, and it is inevitable that no one will have crooked thoughts, but in the place of Barbarus, you must also have enough productivity to support the hedonistic class and fight the war...... What are you fighting for? Fight for the corn warehouse in the old east of the village?

But that's Hades' view, for the people who live here...... With a gun, maybe it's really a fight for the corn warehouse in the old east of the village.

The foreign enemy has been eliminated, and the village itself has certain means of defense, so there is no need to waste energy on military affairs at this stage, and then talk about agriculture and population first!

Hades thought about it and decided to be serious,

"Do you crave war, Motarian?"

[Not thirsty.] 】

Motarian replied almost in seconds,

Hades laughed, "I don't want you and me to be the highest force on this planet right now - so, we'll try to stop the war as much as possible." ”

Motarian stared at Hades with a little disbelief in his eyes, and the original body asked hesitantly, [Dictatorship? 】

Hades thought for a moment, "Maybe it's okay in the future, but we don't even have a decent administrative body, where do you come from, your civilization process is too fast." ”

"And ......," said Hades, "is the dictatorship of you, and I don't want to work." ”

Motarian pupil earthquake.

"But," Hades snapped, "if you don't want war, then try to be the most powerful, and then you don't want war, that's right!" ”

Without waiting for Motarian to reply, Hades continued,

"When the productivity goes up, we will find a stronghold to develop, build a city-state, and develop science and technology...... When the time comes, you'll be able to see the bustling crowds on the cobblestone road, and there will be small vendors – it's free trade, where people can break free from the subsistence line and do what they want to do......"

[And then?] 】

Motarian asked suddenly, as if such an image appeared before his eyes, but strangely, he had never been exposed to these before.

Not bad indeed......

He thought of a prosperous scene, the stone houses were in order, the castle that protected the settlement was also very high, and the flag on it hung down, and on the pale green flag, there was a six-thorned ring skeleton.

Motarian suddenly sobered up,

[What are you going to do then, dictatorship?] 】

Hades rolled his eyes, he was painting a cake for Motarian, why didn't this kid eat it!

"It's your job!"

Hades said righteously, "The nascent human civilization needs a leader—and that person is you!" ”

Motarian looked at Hades suspiciously, and the original body asked cautiously, as if he didn't believe that there was such a good thing in the world,

【You...... Shouldn't it be you? 】

Hades sighed, what is he doing as the supreme ruler, the earthen coarse cloth on Tubabarus, or the white corn, responsibility is always accompanied by power - he has seen enough in his last life, he has taken enough, and now he just wants to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire.

Hades said heavily, "Because I ...... Forehead...... Because I watched the stars at night, an emperor star flashed in the south! Tell me it's you! ”

Hades raised his hand,

"Well," he said helplessly, "Motarian, don't you think that you are gifted, your bones are amazing, and you are not like ordinary people?" ”

[Not as powerful as you. 】

Motarian told the truth,

The cold reality slapped Hades in the face indiscriminately, and Hades pondered for a moment, as if it was true that Motarian would not be able to catch up with him in his life.

"You still need to go through it."

Hades finally said, "I have achieved great feats, fighting invincible opponents all over the world, and you haven't yet - you need to train, sharpen yourself, not only combat power, but also leadership - and then wait until the day you also train, there will be heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals who will descend from the sky and take you to a greater battlefield." ”

It was on that day that Motarian thought Hades was sick.

Maybe he had a nerve in his brain that was compressed, or worse, necrotic.

Motarian stared calmly at Hades, half a mechanical head...... Or maybe the machinery drove him crazy.

(End of chapter)