Civilization Game

Early strategy is like a sneak attack when the enemy is on guard.

But while everything was being prepared for a surprise attack, someone said, "He's coming in early! 'Let's talk about it. The whole world knows that foreign countries are going to attack. It is natural for the effect of surprise to be significantly reduced.

Reduced effect of surprise means increased chance of failure. In other words, no matter how strong a player tries to strategize, he has to care about the huge "Handicap." The early all-in strategy was a double-edged sword. If you succeed, you will benefit greatly from the beginning, but the handicap when it fails is also irreversibly large. Jamuka will be very embarrassed by now.

"Don't come. Let's have some peace in the beginning. Please don't come. '

Lord longed to recite it in his heart. The thing he fears the most is that Aruges is, "You're dead and I'm alive! 'It comes out like this.

If Aruges comes at us right now, Abyss is more likely to perish. But Lord will inform the surrounding nations that Aruges is attacking, and the surrounding nations will, of course, attack the vacant territories and capitals of Aruges. If Jamuka can take the Underheim, it is less than its capital because it lost its capital.

In the end, Lord, don't come because you'll only do good in other countries if you fight him now. and put pressure on something.

Rod closes the chat window, takes a few moments to check on the status of Arogenes again.

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The Barbarian State of Arogetsu

- Training for Aroges X Warrior '100'.

- Researching 'Enhanced Blades'.

- Agricultural development progress

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"Yes!"

The number of Specialized Soldiers has decreased and the training of the archers has been canceled. However, the number of troops has decreased, and it appears that the war has not yet been given up.

Arogenes will have the next timing. In addition to the attacking troops, you can have your territory's defensive forces ready and reveal your teeth at any time when the surroundings become silent.

'First of all, the urgent fire has been put out.'

Lord was a fountain of golden times. I had to make good use of this time to raise Abyss somehow. After buying Jamuka's anger with a sudden revelation, the next target was also likely to be Abyss.

Only after the external issues were cut short, Rod turned his attention back to national affairs. There were many problems, but the most urgent was also the food.

Lord Lord has just arrived at the royal court and visited Harbert unpacking.

"I'm here to give you your first job, Harvard."

Lord opens the door wide, smiling brightly. Harvard was just repairing the interior of the office he moved into.

"Welcome, Your Majesty! I haven't unpacked yet... The royal family is much tougher than it looks. By the way, what's going on?"

"I need a god crop that I can plant in the wilderness."

Rod sits roughly on a chair near him.

"It tastes and shapes and it doesn't matter, so it doesn't matter what you can eat."

"Oh, my God! For some reason, I have a hunch that my specialty is not plants, but the human body."

Is it bouncing again? But Lord had no intention of retreating as much as the eyes of Paris.

"That's why! You have to!"

Rod's knocking on the table! He slapped her with his palm and said. As Harvard entered persuasive mode, his accent also changed automatically.

"How long are you going to use a skinny test subject? Huh? The specimen is in poor condition, so there's no need to make any progress!"

"Khhhhh! How could you do that?"

Harvard is stunned and stumbles. The rod was pushed with the same force as the liquefied oil.

"Don't underestimate it as plant research! This research will be an important foundation for your great experiment! Better nutritional subjects can withstand longer, more intense experiments. Besides, this research is a purely scientific endeavor to serve mankind! You're missing something important about science, aren't you?"

Harvard looks shocked.

At this point, Rod thought so and triggered a unique ability.

'I'm sorry, Harvard. I want you to be my number one test subject!'

'Emotional amplification', the unique ability of the road, and the ability of the psychic system to provoke and express the emotions that are currently in your possession. Lord's eyes glow with a bright magic.

And...

"Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh!"

Harbert lets out a sobbing sound, covering his mouth as if he were impressed.

"Your Majesty has spoken the truth a hundred times! No, you're right a thousand times! Ahhhh -- why else would I underestimate botanical research? Even the smallest study of plant making, why did they forget that this volunteer research was an important step toward promoting human experimentation and ultimately achieving the goal of human prosperity! Aaaah! As expected, science doesn't matter at all! Let's chant it together! Science is equal!"

"Equal -! Will you do anything?"

So Lord accepted Harvard's acceptance.

Development of new crops that can be planted in Abyss. It can be a fundamental solution, but it will not be as easy as it says, and it will take a long time. It is likely that development will fail at all.

That's why Lord intends to mix up another realistic solution that will quickly calm things down.

As Lord returns to the Oval Office, a new face awaits. He had large horn rims on his cool two-to-eight regent head, and he was a short man on the opposite side of 160th. His name is Anylox Miller. It was a D + class political class, who was assigned as interim intelligence officer after losing to scissors in the newly renovated intelligence agency.

"Your Majesty."

He raises his fist in his chest and salutes politely.

"Oh, you're here? Annie?"

"…… What's Annie?"

Anylox puzzled and asked.

"Do you have a problem with my nickname?"

"Oh, I mean, I'm not complaining, but something like a woman's name..."

"Oh, skip the small stuff and see. Annie."

"…… Yes, Your Majesty."

He lowers his head as if he had resigned. Everyone in the royal family will call him Annie in the future.

"This is the report of the rat ecology of the Underhaim, as ordered by His Majesty."

Anylox, who put the documents on his desk, mutters to himself, "Why am I an elite……?"

"Sample?"

"Of course I did."

"Heh heh. Well done. You should join the next mission."

"…… Yes."

Anylox mutters with a short face. Lord smiles and wears the black robe he received from Eve before. I'm sorry, but until the country was stable, there was no choice but to let the hypocrites die.

"Beatrice."

She arrives at Lord and bows her head, standing like she's not in a corner of the wall. I told him to sit down, but he wouldn't listen.

"I'm going out. Let's go."

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Rod took Beatrice, a escort, to the Thunderbird Breeding Ground in the commercial district.

As soon as Lord entered the breeding grounds, the host ran out one step at a time.

"Hello again..."

"Oh, Your Majesty! What are you doing here?"

On a massive volume, the rod almost clogged its ears. A Grade 12 welcome was detected. Of course, it would be nice to have someone to talk to on my feet, rather than a human being named Rod.

"Oh, I see! You're curious about the back story of Thunder Bird Egg…"

"Well, there's that, but I'm here for something else today."

Lord quickly presented the documents to him.

"It's a new business proposal."

"…… Yes? A business proposal?"

The host, who received the documents with a frowning face, handed over a piece. He repeated several times that his expression turned into surprise and solidified. The host who finished his reading finally opened his mouth and saw Lord's face.

"As you can see, we are planning to build a 'Rat Farm'."

Rod starts making a splash.

"The royal treasury will cover the initial expenses. Last time I checked, there weren't many thunderbirds in the breeding grounds. Turn that extra space into a rat farm."

"Rat Farm...! Is that really commercially possible?"

"Of course."

According to Anylox 'Rat Ecology', 'Dungeon Rats' in the basement of the dungeon of the dungeons' consume about 40 days of maturation and give birth to about 7 days of pregnancy and 15 rats per boat about 10 times a year in total. It has tremendous fertility and has more meat points to eat than other rats.

"Here."

Lord Lord Shakes Harbert's Medicine Bottle in His Arm

"Mix growth-promoting medicines with feed. The side effects are completely safe. Life expectancy may be a little shorter, but it's good for meat. But there might be other side effects, so Harvard and the other scientists are gonna come by regularly to check it out."

"Yes, Harvard? That crazy Harbert?"

The hostess said, "Oh, no. 'Lot smiled and said with a big smile.

"I got a job in the royal family this time. '

"Phew."

"Anyway. I think you're the most qualified for this business. Converting free space into a Rat Farm is not an initial budget, and rats are more viable and more manageable than many thunderbirds because they have so much to care about. How long are you going to wait for Thunder Bird eggs?"

"Khh, Hmmm..."

Lord shrugs.

"I don't intend to force anything, and if you don't plan to expand your business, I'll look for someone else."

"I'll do it."

The host flashed his eyes as if it were when.

"Are you sure the royal family will pay for the initial expenses?"

"Of course. But the royal family is involved in the distribution of rat meat, as we saw in the contract."

"It's a national business. I understand that part."

The two men who finished the negotiation held hands.

Rod's plan was to deliver rat meat to the public at a cheap price and replenish protein, the most desperately malnourished nutrition at the moment. It takes a long time to raise ordinary livestock, such as pigs and cows, and it costs a lot of money. And the meat that comes out will be expensive, and it will only go into the mouths of the rich.

First of all, Rod was going to make a cheap 'national food' that could be fed to the people right away. Once activated, you can send a quest to the Cooks or open a Dungeon Rat Cooking Competition to improve your taste buds.

Next to the food, there was a drinking water problem.

First of all, it was hard to use the river water. There used to be a stream just like it nearby, but now it's all dried up. There was a river a long way from the Underhaim, but it was not possible to use this water at the moment with the skills of the Underhaim.

So Lord commissioned the "Demibeast Association" of the Merchant District for a new quest. Moles asked Humans to find underground veins.

'If the river doesn't work, we should use groundwater.'

As a human mole, you find a stream of groundwater flowing underneath the dungeon. Lord has directed the construction of a new well at that location.

I dug a deep hole just below the stream, and as soon as there was a hole, water rose from the ground. Fortunately, the Underheim is on the verge of abundant groundwater, and there is a massive stream running through it. Lord instructs you to continue building the well, as it doesn't matter where the stream flows.

We don't have the technology to operate groundwater other than the well yet, so it won't be a critical solution, but we should be able to put out the fire immediately.

'Now, what's left of the mission...'

It was getting dark already. Rod and Beatrice rush forward before it gets too dark. Where they're headed is the Underheim guard.

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Kujo Jotaro. It's fun to sell information in the middle.

- Planetarium. - That's a shame.

you haven't seen her since the 15th episode of gzmf; unfortunately...

LGB/Yes! Even the heroes are turning their backs...