I am a god in another world

On the first day, there were a few people.

On the second day, there were twos and threes.

On the third day, there were groups.

On the fourth day, there were whole groups.

There was no way, the aroma of the food in the Black Well tribe was too tempting to resist.

The current leader here was famous for being powerful and kind. If they came late, there would be no place for them.

Gavin and his men naturally accepted everyone who came. They recruited as many as they wanted.

Miners were given to Zak, warriors to Cangya, and odd jobs to Gos.

As for those troublemakers, Gavin had not seen many of them so far.

Those who came to surrender on their own initiative were usually those at the bottom, whether they were kobolds or tribes.

Then there was the half-ogre roar, which had enough deterrent power. His knotty giant wooden club was in a state of thirst every day, and he was eager to have troublemakers to practice with.

On the fifth day, not only the kobolds, but even some goblins were sneaking around outside, seeming to want to join in, but they didn't dare to, after all, the relationship between the two has always been not good.

Gavin had already made arrangements for these goblins, and the spirit crystal mine was the best place for them.

The leader of the goblin tribe was quite smart. From the previous contact, he had more or less smelled the smell. Before the tribute time came, he prepared enough spirit crystals and took the initiative to deliver them. In addition, he also brought a little extra spirit crystals to test the water.

Gavin could see through their intentions at a glance.

If they could successfully trade for food, they would dig more in the future. If it was robbed, they would dig just enough to pay tribute in the future. Goblins are not as hardworking as kobolds. They are notorious for being sneaky and slippery. This is another reason why Gavin chose kobolds instead of them.

In order to stimulate their productivity, Gavin offered the goblins a generous price, half a cart of moldy food, and in order to prevent them from being robbed on the road, he kindly sent half-ogres to escort them back to the spirit crystal mine.

Those goblins wandering around the Black Well Tribe immediately found a place to go. They followed the half-cart of food to the spirit crystal mine, believing that the goblin leader would squeeze out their potential.

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Without any sign, Gavin woke up from his trance.

He stretched his muscles and bones, feeling that his body had rested enough, so he did not continue to enter the trance and walked out of the tent.

It was still late at night.

The Black Well camp was very quiet on the ground, only the bonfire under the ten hanging pots was still burning, and the breakfast for tomorrow morning was bubbling inside.

Looking down from the hillside where Gavin was, the outline of the Black Well camp had already been seen.

The development speed of the Black Well Tribe has far exceeded the speed of digging the Black Well Mine. Now at least half of the dog-headed people sleep outside the mine.

Although it is already late spring, the temperature difference between day and night in the rocky land is large, and the night is still a bit cold for cold-blooded creatures like dog-headed people.

Therefore, Gavin adopted the method of separating the hanging pots. Ten hanging pots are ten sleeping circles. Those dog-headed people squeezed shoulder to shoulder beside the hanging pot campfire.

The dog-headed people have long adapted to crowded collective life, and this method does not cause them much trouble.

Ten hanging pots are also ten small teams.

As the number of people increases, it is not appropriate to share food in the same pot, and the division of teams is inevitable.

This is a simple and crude military management model. Rather than developing into a large village, the Black Well Camp is developing into a large military and civilian barracks.

The sound of excavation is still ringing in the Black Well Mine.

Now the Black Well Tribe has enough people, and now implements two shifts, mining day and night.

For the kobolds, the process of mining is the process of building a nest for themselves. They don't need Gavin to spur them on. They are very motivated.

The two-shift system was not set by Gavin, but by Zach, who was promoted to the director of the Black Well Mine.

Before this, when the Black Well tribe was not sufficient in number, they implemented a 15-hour work system. Except for eating and sleeping, they kept digging and digging holes. The slave owners were not so cruel, but all the kobolds took it for granted. Gavin, an out-and-out capitalist, was stunned.

Rhythmic barking was heard from time to time around. It was the kobold soldiers led by Cangya who were patrolling the surrounding area and exchanging information.

At this moment, a sense of pride arose spontaneously. This was the foundation that I had laid in less than a month.

With this smooth start, the next road will be faster.

It seemed a bit early to start training. Most of the day shift kobolds had slept for less than five hours. Once I started to toss and turn, many kobolds would hear the news and join the training.

They worked so hard every day, so let them sleep more. Who makes me kind?

I have to find something to do.

Gavin's eyes fell on the spirit crystals in the small wooden box at the head of the bed. It was rare to have time, so I made the spirit crystal servant of the psychic.

Gavin sat down at the table, poured out some spirit crystals, gathered them into a pile, put them between his hands, closed his eyes, calmed down, and the invisible power filled in his mind began to gather - affinity spirit crystals.

Entering a state of concentration is as simple as drinking boiled water for Gavin now.

The spirit crystals between his hands began to float slowly, one by one.

As Gavin's spiritual power was injected, the floating spirit crystals emitted a weak light, began to melt slowly, and finally turned into a transparent liquid and merged together.

The crystal water ball grew bigger and bigger until it was the size of an adult's fist, and no more crystal stones melted in.

The first step was to dissolve the crystal.

The second step was to select the character.

Craftsman, coward, friendly, hero, habitual liar, careful, clever, looking around, calm, resolute, wise, focused, quiet and empathetic.

As Gavin stayed on different characters, the crystal ball emitted different faint lusters.

The crystal servants were intelligent creatures. Once the character was selected, their main character would have a serious tendency in this aspect.

Those characters that tended to be negative were basically not considered by Gavin, even if they could provide more useful synchronization bonuses.

After all, the crystal servants would follow him for a lifetime, and he didn't want a little liar to follow him around, even if he could tell its lies at a glance.

Out of the mentality of making up for what he lacked.

Gavin finally looked at the heroic character.

In his previous life, he had too much time to live in the shadows and darkness, and he had a preference for sunny characters.

Moreover, every time he thought of the word hero, Gavin couldn't help but think of Zalanda, the indomitable and unyielding spirit.

No, no, he must not continue to think about it.

The character is over, and it will be shaped.

Once the appearance of the Spirit Crystal Servant is fixed as Zalanda's appearance, how can he meet Zalanda in the future?

Gavin hurriedly shifted his thoughts and thought of another more typical hero image.

No, no, not the anti-Japanese hero.

In the future, if there is an anti-Japanese hero or a great man around him, his neck will also be hairy.

Anime? Anime is good, the characters are more abstract, and the characters are more specific, which is the most suitable for Spirit Crystal Servant.

Speaking of the image of anime heroes, Gavin's mind immediately jumped out of a name-Altria Pendragon. Zhang You likes this anime character very much and even bought the hand-made figures of this character.