At dawn, the intelligence report was updated on time.

[1. In a dense vine area 23 kilometers northwest, lives a group of red-crowned pheasants, with delicious meat, easy to farm. (1 Star)]

[2. 17 kilometers southeast, under a giant brown rock, grows a white jade rose. (1 Star)]

[3. 20 kilometers southwest, grows a seedless watermelon with a bitter taste. (1 Star)]

[4. 31 kilometers northwest, in a patch of reeds, lives a large group of wild boars. (2 Stars)]

[5. The Night Elf's secret technique for controlling activated Treants, in conjunction with Grandma Green Grass's spiritual pointing, can elevate Swamp Treants to level 12 Ancient Tree Guardians. (2 Stars)]

Lear finished reading the intelligence report, his eyes slightly narrowing.

This was definitely the least valuable intelligence update in history; out of the 5 pieces of information, 3 were 1 Star, and the remaining two were only 2 Stars.

Not even a single 3 Star intelligence.

Could it be that after the last boom, things have entered a slump?

This information can't be considered bad, but compared to 4 Star and 5 Star intelligence, there's obviously a gap.

Only the last 2 Star intelligence caught his slight interest——

The Night Elf's secret technique, in conjunction with Grandma Green Grass, can transform Swamp Treants into level 12 Ancient Tree Guardians.

The name itself sounded extraordinary.

Although he hadn't yet subjugated the Night Elves, these underworlds had already been hung on the walls of the City Hall.

Just lambs waiting to be slaughtered, to be molded however he wishes.

He could try it when he found the time.

After reviewing the intelligence a few more times, Lear lay down at ease and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the hunting continued.

Although he had obtained new intelligence, he didn't change his plans——he still let the Crimson Queen Bee and Haggs lead the hunting trips.

Training the Cold-blooded Cavalry was the current focal point of his work.

If he could transition all five hundred Wetland Lizard-men under his control into Cold-blooded Cavalry, he would have enough confidence to confront the ferocious Dark Naga head-on.

After the army set out, Lear was not idle either.

He assembled 3 squadrons of Wetland Lizardmen warriors and took the Flesh Butcher to the northwest.

There were two pieces of intelligence in this direction——the 1 Star valued red-crowned pheasants and the 2 Star valued wild boars.

The Crimson Queen Bee had hunted in this area these past few days, leaving it in silence.

They reached the red-crowned pheasant location without much effort... a vast area of lush vines.

Intelligence showed that their meat was delicious and easy to farm.

Just right, the food at home was currently monotonous, and capturing these red-crowned pheasants for breeding could enrich the food supply.

The vines covered a vast range, and those wild chickens hiding inside were not easy to capture.

But Lear, seeing this, chuckled, his gaze falling on the graceful figure beside him.

Although he hadn't brought a Vine Fairy, he had a Swamp Boggart.

"Make them come out themselves."

The moment the order was given, these alluring beings began to sing in high-pitched voices.

In no time, the red-crowned pheasants hiding under the vines clucked and scampered out of the foliage.

They rustled towards the Swamp Boggart.

Looking around, there were over two hundred red heads in sight.

Each one plump and round, their feathers black and white, topped with bright red combs, standing out strikingly.

Lear looked at the dazed red-crowned pheasants, amused.

He picked one up, weighing it slightly; the weight was at least over 5 pounds.

Not bad, plenty of meat.

Opening the attribute panel for a look, these wild chickens had no special attributes, only one description—delicious meat.

His mood instantly improved; for wild chickens, deliciousness was enough.

With a wave of his hand, he had the Wetland Lizard-men behind him tie up the chickens' feet and wings, then carried them away.

The goal was easily achieved.

Next was to take them back for breeding.

Continuing in this direction for over ten kilometers, a vast reed cluster appeared in sight.

Even before approaching, the smell of wild boar feces was in the air.

This 2 Star intelligence indicated a large group of wild boars here.

Having raised Three-tailed Pigs, Lear had no need for wild boars and directly ordered a hunt.

His troops surrounded the area and slowly entered the reeds.

Soon, terrified squeals of pigs came from inside.

Then came the bloodshed... hunting wild boars was truly no challenge.

The battle ended quickly, and one by one, the slaughtered boars were dragged out.

The wild boars stood 1.5 meters tall at the shoulder, over three meters in length, athletically built, and their weight was easily estimated to be over 500 pounds.

The value of the 2 Star intelligence was indeed worthy, yielding a total of 350 heads.

Luckily, he had the foresight to bring five Bubble Beasts for transport, or getting them back would've been a headache.

The Bubble Beasts worked hard to hold them all.

When they returned to Weilu City, they were exhausted.

Lear left 50 wild boars for food, and the rest were taken to the small lizard's pen to continue breeding Cold-blooded Cavalry.

These 50 wild boars would ensure meat for every meal for the next month.

After this, he quickly took more than two hundred red-crowned pheasants to Bain, instructing him to have someone breed them.

However, not before slaughtering a few to taste fresh.

The 5-plus-pound red-crowned pheasants were half made into soup, half braised, earning Lear's praise bite after bite.

Though they couldn't compare to the unparalleled taste of Dragon Blood Redfish, their flavor was top-notch, surpassing any free-range mountain hen he had tasted by two or three tiers.

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