The omnipresent highly poisonous mosquitoes and insects, the man-eating vines, the unknown monsters hunting in the murky mud water, the powerful Cyclops, the ferocious swamp Flying Dragon, the mud that collapses under one's foot, ...
The swamp is synonymous with danger.
For most people, encountering swamp wetlands in the wilderness prompts them to stay as far away as possible.
Now, it's entirely possible to enhance the traits of the swamp.
Lear thought of the Black-spot Red Blood Worm he had encountered earlier.
These highly venomous insects, usually hidden underground, would crawl out from the mire to gnaw at enemies when provoked, with their venom being extremely lethal, taking half a life if one is not cautious.
There is also the Lost Grass, used by the Half-Fishman during their rituals to the Divine Spirit, capable of driving people into madness...
These are naturally the specialties of the swamp.
If the perimeter areas were planted with highly poisonous things and bred with venomous insects.
And then set up some traps.
Wouldn't this form a natural defensive circle?
In situations like today, an outer defensive circle could easily swallow up the wild monsters in the wilderness without even needing the army to be dispatched.
Moreover, this setup could continuously provide alchemy materials for the territory.
Upon thinking of this, the image of the valley where the Dark Naga resided appeared in Lear's mind... perpetually shrouded in mist, with an indescribable mystery and danger.
As far as he knew, there seemed to be Magic Plants in the swamp that could condense mist, which was why there often were thick fogs in the swamp.
If a circle is set around, allowing the mist to engulf all directions, with various traps placed in it... or an ambush of heavy troops at key areas.
What is there to worry about in terms of safety then?
Those who should worry about safety are the ones daring to intrude into the swamp!
After pondering a moment, Lear called for Bain.
He told him about the idea of establishing a defensive region on the outskirts of the Mire Swamp.
Finally, he said.
"Once the defensive circle is established, the security of Weilu City will be greatly enhanced, and the guarding forces required can be streamlined quite a bit, no longer having to be apprehensive at the slightest disturbance."
"Our various industries can also develop in a stable environment."
Bain, thrilled, said.
"Sir, this is indeed a great idea, and we have accumulated a lot of highly poisonous items, which can be fully utilized."
Lear nodded.
The 3-star alchemy poison, Black Spot Blood Worm Powder, manufactured earlier had allowed Weilu City to destroy the nest of the flesh-mosquito with insufficient troops and enslave a Level 13 Mosquito Queen.
It had also made significant contributions in subsequent battles with the Half-Fishman.
As a result, collecting highly poisonous items became a daily task of the territory during this period.
"Discuss a detailed plan of how to arrange it among yourselves, and also, Grandma Green Grass can participate."
It is destined to be a large project, requiring no little time.
With this topic ended, Lear changed the subject and said.
"Bain, the territory needs to rebuild a building for lecturing, as we will be teaching Goblin System knowledge in the future..."
Goblin knowledge?
Bain was momentarily stunned, a group of timid beings who would only dare to rob a carriage when outnumbering their target by ten or twenty times appeared in his mind.
"Sir, Goblins... also have a systematic knowledge?"
The existence of the Ancient Goblin God was unknown to outsiders, Bain was no exception.
The murals seen by the army in the Goblin Ruins were circulated only within the army.
The civilization buried by the Gods had long dissipated into dust.
Lear slowly nodded.
"They possessed a glorious past that once made the Gods tremble..."
"This is a major opportunity that, if grasped, could dramatically enhance the foundations of Weilu City."
"However, the related knowledge must be closely kept secret, not to be leaked, nor let outsiders know."
An Ancient God who forged a civilization, concealing an unknown amount of knowledge, just thinking about it makes one expectant.
Holding a civilization that the world fears, once exposed, would cause a great upheaval... but, would it go unused because of potential dangers in the future?
The swamp is his domain, not even a Divine Spirit could pry here.
Bain was also intrigued, was Goblin truly so extraordinary?
"Sir, I'll make arrangements shortly afterward."
Lear nodded again, continuing to inquire.
"How is the production of the Spider Boggart's armor going?"
"Sir, 30 sets have been produced."
"The 2-Star level armor, the production process was simplified a lot, exceeding efficiency expectations."
"Additionally, Lord Bulin has specially forged weapons for the Spider Boggart, reaching as high as 3 Stars in level!"
Bain was quite proud too.
The Blacksmith Shop is now the leading industry in the territory, having made great efforts to nurture it.
Lear was quite interested in the Spider Boggart's territory.
Since the first batch had been forged, he could visit the partner's territory tomorrow.
He also wanted to see how much his future partner had to offer.
"Tomorrow I'll lead a team to Spider Boggart's territory, arrange the goods today."
"Yes, sir."
"Also, has the site selection for the subsidiary city been finalized?"
"I organized 20 Mud Swamp People for a field investigation, and three locations have been identified... Please have a look."
"Hm... What are these crosses and tick marks?"
"Ahem, sir, this blueprint is a bit rough... look here, and here, the selected areas are 15 kilometers from the swamp's edge, not too far nor too close, utilizing the swamp as a natural buffer and also reducing the distance to Weilu City."
"I highly recommend this area, surrounded by the Mire Swamp, where the Starry Sky Vine roots, naturally forming a moat around it."
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