This huge project took Gavin and them more than two days.

During this period, he also drove the carriage and sent a miscellaneous thing back, and transferred a team of kobolds to work overtime.

But the harvest is quite rich, large and small spirit crystals, piled up to the size of a head, not only to make enough spirit crystal servants, but even surplus.

This confirmed Gavin's guess in disguise, there was a vein of spirit crystal nearby, the specific location is not yet known, and the only thing known is in the hands of a goblin tribe.

It's not difficult to find out which goblin tribe is in the hands of you, just need this ten days to let the half-ogre follow the old way of collecting taxes.

Gavin wrote down this incident in his itinerary book, drove the carriage, and returned with a half-ogre and two small groups of kobolds carrying large bags and small bags.

As he walked, the half-ogre couldn't help but look back at his cave, and he vaguely felt that it was unlikely that he would be able to return here again in this life.

There is no need to mention the grief and indignation of the past few days.

Not only did they have to take a bunch of people, but they were also kobolds who had been bullied since they could remember, rummaging through their caves, loading the treasures they had worked so hard to accumulate over the years into their carriages.

The bone decoration, which he regarded as art, was thrown everywhere by those kobolds, trampled under his feet, and stepped into the mud.

Anger, like a raging fire, surged from his heels to the top of his head, scorching his brain, his soul, and setting him on fire completely.

But in the next second, in a pair of cold, dangerous eyes, it was extinguished again.

According to Roar's wild instincts, if he dared to hurt a kobold, he would not have a chance to do it again.

It's not that Roar didn't think about escaping, several times, and even found a perfect opportunity, as long as one jumped, jumped into another col, with his big stride, the group of small short legs behind him, absolutely couldn't catch up with him.

But every time he was about to put Roar into action, his legs were as heavy as iron.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the food he had eaten in the past two days.

He had never eaten such a delicious thing in his life, and in comparison, everything he had eaten before was garbage.

I used to eat garbage every day, but I didn't realize it.

Now that he had tasted the delicious food, he was a little hesitant to go back and eat the garbage.

And often this hesitation, he has followed the team out of the distance, and the opportunity to escape is fleeting.

The half-ogre's mind is not as heavy as he thinks, basically everything is manifested in his face and actions, the kind of struggle, contradiction, hideousness, and timidity, constantly alternating back and forth on his ugly face, even those kobolds can tell his mood by this, let alone Gavin.

By the time he returned to the Black Well, Gavin was almost certain that the half-ogre had completed its initial domestication and was ready for the second step, including the Black Well Tribe.

In just two days of Gavin's absence, the Black Well tribe is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Construction is underway here.

The logs, which had just been felled, were being dragged by the kobolds.

More kobolds, under the leadership of Goss, are carrying improvised tools to regulate the land around the Black Well Mine.

The biggest change is that most of the kobolds are no longer unclothed, more or less a few more pieces of leather armor and weapons, and the strongest ones even have more nails on their bodies.

Naturally, these pieces of equipment were turned out of the garbage heap of the Half-Ogre Roar and repaired by the Goblin Warlock and the Maiden Priest using restoration.

This is the best sign that the Black Well tribe has embraced them.

They used to float like duckweed, floating at the mouth of the black well, and a random wave could wash them away, but now they are going to take root here.

"My lord, you're back." When Goss heard the news, he immediately greeted him with a fart, and followed Gavin step by step and said, "My lord, in the early stage of leveling work, my people will do Wang, but how to build the house in the back, we really don't know Wang, if you want me to see, we will expand the entrance of the Heijing Cave several times Wang, and in a few days, we can dig a cave and give a few adults to live in Wang." ”

"In the past two days, how many people from other tribes have come to defect?" Gavin didn't answer Goss's question.

As soon as he heard this question, Goss's eyes were also raised, the fine scales were also opened, and the spirit of the whole person was raised to a higher level, and he quickly replied: "Thirteen, I heard from those newcomers that many of the clansmen in their tribe had the same thoughts, but they were forcibly suppressed by his leader, they were Wang who sneaked over, but I estimate that it will not be long before their leader forcibly suppresses Wang, and in a few days, at least twenty more people will come to join Wang, and at that time, our tribe will be able to break a hundred Wang, We are not a black well nest, but a black well hole. ”

Whether it is a nest or a burrow, it is a special term used by the kobolds themselves to divide the size of their nests, for them, population is everything, and it is natural to divide it by the number of people.

"How many clansmen can your black well hold?" Gavin threw out a new question.

Goss was stunned for a moment, obviously he hadn't thought about this problem before, and counted with four fingers, "One hundred, one hundred and fifteen, it should be able to accommodate one hundred and eight at present, if it is crowded, it can reach about two hundred, and if it is more, it will be a little too crowded." ”

"How long do you think it will take us to get to two hundred?"

"This ......" Goss's expression was a little hesitant, if it was according to the current natural growth method, it would take at least half a month or so, after all, there were only a few kobold tribes nearby, but with the style of action shown by Gavin, he would not necessarily sit and wait.

Goss's wandering gaze fell on the half-ogre who had joined the construction team not far away, he felt that his head was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he buzzed, "Ten days, at most one ten, the number of our tribe will exceed two hundred." ”

The Half-Ogre is not just one tribe that is squeezing them, but all the tribes in the surrounding kilometers.

Now that this villain has been cleaned up by Gavin, next, Gavin only needs to take him to stand in front of the surrounding kobold tribes, and then identify himself, there will be countless kobolds who will join the Black Well tribe.

No, no, no.

This idea is too underestimating the deterrent power of roaring around here.

Gavin has already walked back and forth several times in the nearby mountain road with a roar, and the news that the half-ogre has a new owner will soon spread to the surrounding mountains with the mountain wind, and those cunning guys will pack themselves and send them to the door.

Gavin said with a smart expression, "So, take a long-term view, there will be knowledgeable construction personnel, professional miners, strong warriors, and we will also have it, what you have to do now is to take your clansmen and lay a good foundation to prepare for the upcoming population growth." ”

"My lord is right, it's me who is too short-sighted." Goss nodded again and again, and said convincingly.

In private, he always thinks that he is a smart person, a smart kobold, and he is very shrewd in all kinds of calculations, but when he comes to Gavin, after a few problems, his brain directly becomes a piece of paste, which is not enough at all.

Because the other party's eyes have never been on the gloriness of his calculations, but on a longer-term and more macro situation.

Whenever one's own thoughts are synchronized with the other person's thoughts, it is so naïve and ridiculous to look back at one's own thoughts and calculations.