Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1154 - 651 Contribution Value System_2

This is exactly what Gaven needed, he didn’t require Tun Marsh to generate millions or even tens of millions of value a year like Colossus City and Blood Gorge City. He merely needed the Blackscaled Lizardfolk here to develop steadily, becoming a source of naval forces for him, helping the City of Faith secure water routes, and the marine fishery products were enough to supply the City of Faith to some extent.

In many places, marshes often serve as lands of calamity, the origins of various disasters, whether from the Monster Tribes growing in strength within the marshes or from different viruses and plagues spreading from these areas. Even the powerful Komeer Kingdom was no exception; the expansive marsh had troubled them for countless centuries, reportedly always under the rule of the Dark Witch, as ancient as the Komeer Kingdom itself, leaving them helpless about Tun Marsh for decades.

Far Sea Marsh and Tun Marsh together occupied nearly half of the area of the Goblin Margins, solving these would fundamentally clear the obstacles for unifying the Goblin Margins.

While Gaven and the others were discussing the governance issues of Tun Marsh, the remaining Serpent People were all slaughtered by the True Shadow Brigade, including that seemingly ferocious Serpent People Curse Exiler who failed to make any splash.

He was brutal and ferocious, but couldn’t withstand the Six-armed Serpent Demon who was even more brutal and ferocious. For these inferior snake-like breeds, the Six-armed Serpent Demon was merciless.

Serpent People, Naga, Medusa, and Six-armed Serpent Demon, despite them all having serpentine traits, there’s no connection in either temperament or species origin among them. They didn’t have any fondness for each other due to their serpentine traits. On the contrary, they all called each other deformed snakes, considering themselves to be the paragons of wise serpent species, the ultimate symbol of evolution, often serving as their reasons to wage war against each other.

To seek greater benefits, conspiracies among them weren’t uncommon.

Having persuaded Gregory, with internal and external cooperation, the rest was easy to handle.

Gregory verbally claimed difficulty in commanding authority among the Lizardfolk Army, which was just his excuse. In reality, he held significant influence within the Blackscale Lizardman Tribe, with at least half of the Half-Black Dragon Lizardfolk standing by his side. After all, he had served as the general under the Lizard Queen for half a century; even a rotten wood could be carved into a flower, not to mention Gregory’s skills were rather decent. He was continuously working to win hearts, not planning a revolt against the Lizard Queen, but merely self-protection.

The Blackscale Lizardman Tribe had twenty-three Half-Black Dragon Lizardfolk and two hundred Evil Fang Lizardfolk, from which Gaven directly took a significant portion from Gregory’s control, leaving him only ten Half-Black Dragon Lizardfolk and fifty Evil Fang Lizardfolk. As for ordinary Blackscaled Lizardfolk, not mandated by a fifth but a tenth, considering their numbers were larger than Gaven had estimated. Maintaining over four thousand naval forces was not only overloading but most importantly, not much useful.

Two thousand was just right, ensuring a decent combat power while halving the maintenance difficulty.

As for the difficulty of recruitment, it was also much lower than expected because the Lizard Queen had oppressed them for too long, suffocating them to the point where they almost couldn’t breathe. Hearing they no longer needed to serve their insatiably greedy and repeatedly brutal mistress, they were all too eager to celebrate, nothing like Gregory who was conflicted. Most Blackscaled Lizardfolk didn’t think that far ahead, even the Half-Black Dragon Lizardfolk.

Controlling the Lizard Queen was akin to holding the greatest weapon to deter them, the Lizard Queen couldn’t be summoned casually, but those disobedient Half-Black Dragon Lizardfolk and Evil Fang Lizardfolk could be sent to Weizemay Manor to receive the Lizard Queen’s teachings. Whoever returned from there truly became as docile and compliant as one could be, just hoping not to be sent to meet the Lizard Queen alone. fгeewebnovёl.com

The Lizard Queen, long deprived of satisfying her greedy appetite, was already in a semi-insane state, typically unrecognizable even to kin, seeing everyone as if they were food. Although their trip didn’t end up with them being swallowed whole, they couldn’t keep their integrity either; they all took a detour through the stomach of the Lizard Queen. Then the Lord, more ferocious than a demon, forcibly ordered them to be spewed out and then had the Priests cast Regeneration Technique and healing spells to save them.

This was the treatment initially enjoyed by those unruly Blackscaled Lizardfolk. Later on, the Lizard Queen wised up, no longer swallowing them whole, instead crushing them in her mouth into a pulp before swallowing, letting you see what else she could spit out.

Unless these Blackscaled Lizardfolk prove themselves valuable enough to merit treatment by Revival Spell, they could only serve in the form of True Wraiths at Weizemay Manor, accompanying the lonely and solitary Lizard Queen, playing the eternal game of death and rebirth with her, becoming her never-ending food supplymb—even those treated with Revival Spell returning with their shadows no longer mere shadows, but as shadow shackles bound to them, becoming Lord Gaven’s spies embedded within the Blackscale Legion, obligated to obey him without the slightest dissent for fear that any slight misstep would result in their souls being devoured by those shadows, usurping their place.