I am a god in another world

"How are you finding the honest kobolds I asked you to find?"

"We've found them, a total of five, all of whom are famous for their hard work and never slack off."

"From now on, let them cook with me." Gavin is ready to get out of the life of a cook. He can't be a cook for kobolds for the rest of his life, especially when the number of kobolds continues to increase.

"Let them cook?" Goss shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, they are our strongest and best miners, it's a waste to use them to cook. Please forgive me, sir, I didn't choose the right people, I'll choose a few more."

"No need." Gavin waved his hand and said, "Don't underestimate the matter of cooking, especially cooking for hundreds of people, it requires a lot of knowledge, and after dinner tomorrow, let them stop going into the mine, I'm going to start training."

In Gavin's eyes, the kobolds now are all at the same starting line, even if they have some skills, they are relatively limited.

From tomorrow, he will reshape them according to his own will and let them start professional division of labor.

A cook is a cook, a warrior is a warrior, and a miner is a miner.

You can't be a warrior at one moment and a miner at another. Although you are a generalist who can do everything, you are also not good at everything.

Generalists are suitable for races like elves and dwarves, who have a long lifespan but a relatively small population and low fertility rate.

For races like kobolds who can give birth and raise children, specialization is the best way out.

Just as Goss was about to ask more about the content of the training, there were barking sounds from afar.

The black well kobolds who were working dropped their work, picked up their weapons, and trotted to Gavin's side. Some even followed the half-ogre Howl carefully.

Gavin's previous battle with the half-ogre Howl and the joining of the half-ogre greatly increased the morale of the black well tribe.

They no longer went into the black well mine as soon as they encountered something as before.

This kind of morale is very weak. Once Gavin or the half-ogres are defeated, they will definitely scatter like before. At that time, the help they provide will be very limited.

Gavin knows this deeply. If he wants to change this, it will be a long way to go. It needs a lot of military training and tempering of blood and fire to be truly forged.

Although he has guessed the other party's intention, Gavin did not dismiss the Black Well Kobolds who have gathered.

The riot was caused by a team of Kobolds. There are quite a lot of them. It is estimated that there are more than 50, even more than the original number of the Black Well tribe.

This group of Kobolds brought their families with them. At first glance, they don't look like they are here to fight.

The group of dog-headed men stopped far away. A dog-headed man who looked a bit short and old slowly approached and said loudly: "Please don't misunderstand, we are not here to start a war, we are here to join. We, the Cangya tribe, are willing to give up our name and join the Black Well tribe."

Gavin nodded at Goss and said, "Let him come over to talk."

"Okay." Goss nodded and said, "Chief Zak, the master asked you to come over to talk."

Goss knew that it would not take long before the dog-headed tribe would be incorporated as a whole tribe, but he did not expect the speed to be so fast.

He did not expect that the first one to be incorporated was not the smaller nests around, but the Cangya tribe, which was originally stronger than the Black Well. This tribe had two dog-headed professionals, and Chief Zak in front of him was one of them.

"There is no leader, only Zak. As long as Chief Goss agrees, from today, there will be no Cangya, only Black Well." When Zak said this, there was no grief or anger on his face, only what was natural.

I don't know if he is generous and can see everything, or if he has become accustomed to the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak.

After Zach approached, he just nodded at Goss. His eyes first swept over the half-ogre roar, and finally stopped at Gavin. He knelt down calmly and said: "Zach led the tribe to come to the adults. If the adults agree, from today on, our tribe will unconditionally follow the adults, and we will fight wherever the adults point their swords."

Mature, experienced, and wise.

This is the first impression that this dog-headed man gave Gavin. If you put aside the other party's race, the other party gave him the feeling that he was very similar to those wise men in the human villages, exuding the wisdom of the years.

The common language is also more correct than Goss's, especially the sound of the dog-headed man's unique "Wang" is much less.

This kind of wisdom is not comparable to Goss's small calculations and cleverness.

The other party is also a professional, with at least three professional levels, which should be the most common profession among dog-headed people-warlock.

Although the kobolds are weak, they are known as the race closest to dragons, which is most obvious in the awakened warlocks.

Among all races, the proportion of awakened kobold warlocks ranks second, and no other race dares to claim first place.

They worship dragons. If there are dragons around the kobold tribe, they will consider themselves the slaves of the dragon and worship and worship him like a god.

This is the second reason why Gavin chose the kobolds.

At present, his choice is correct. There is only a hundred kobolds around him, and a kobold warlock has appeared. At this speed and proportion, it won’t take long for him to organize an army of kobold warlocks.

"We can't wait to welcome you, how can we refuse? Get up quickly. From today on, we are a family." Gavin hurried forward and lifted Zach up from the ground, not caring about the racial difference at all.

"Your Excellency is really as kind as the legend says. It seems that my choice is not wrong." Zach praised sincerely.

"Let everyone in your tribe come over. Today is a big day. We not only need to have an extra meal, but also a drink. Anna, bring some wine. I want to have a good drink with the two leaders." Gavin did not ignore Goss. He grabbed one in each hand and walked towards the hanging pot.

This is the first place to be repaired.

The hanging pot is still two, but the barbecue hanger has increased to three. The bonfire below has never been extinguished since it was lit.

There are also ten temporary tables made of stones and long wooden boards around.

The outline of an open-air canteen has begun to take shape.

After eating and living with the dog-headed people for nearly ten days, Gavin has a new understanding of this small race.

Because they live in caves, their living space is relatively limited most of the time. Like dwarves, they highly advocate collectivism.

They work together, rest together, and eat together.

They only have tribal and racial concepts, but no family concepts.

Because the eggs they lay are all given to the tribe to raise collectively.

That's right.

Gnolls are oviparous and cold-blooded animals, so they rely heavily on underground caves. In winter, they hibernate in underground caves.

The growth cycle is very short. It only takes about five years for a gnoll to grow from an egg to an adult, but the life span is very long, and the longest can exceed that of humans.

The premise is that they can live for such a long time. The dangerous living environment makes their average life span very low, not more than twenty.

In order to show his loyalty, Zach directly packed all the unhatched eggs of the entire tribe and brought them here, ready to mix into the hatchery of the Black Well.

These grown-up gnolls may still have the concept of Cang Ya. When the gnolls hatched in the hatchery in the Black Well, there will only be Black Well without Cang Ya.

Just based on this point, Gavin looked up to him again. This dog-headed warlock was definitely very wise and decisive, which was not something that ordinary people could do.

If he hadn't swallowed up the Black Well Tribe first, I'm afraid it wouldn't take long for the Black Well Tribe to be annexed by the Cang Ya Tribe.

But there was no way to verify this matter.