I dominate the magic world by farming

The lights were bright in the study.

Field closed the government document and handed it directly to Quintus.

"Do it according to the government document!"

Quintus bowed, turned around, and quickly left the study.

Field clasped his hands together, raised them, his eyes deep and distant, and his thoughts drifted to the southern border.

After the battle in the Asia Province, the Kingdom of Betas suffered heavy losses and was seriously injured.

Since then, the threat to the southern border of the Kingdom of Apocalypse has completely disappeared, and the Kingdom of Betas is no longer an enemy that Apocalypse is worried about, but a lamb that can be ravaged at any time.

Field's mind fell on the Kingdom of Betas, and his eyes flashed with cold light.

Thinking about when to destroy the Kingdom of Betas in his mind.

"The armor and weapons of the Zhennan Corps have not yet arrived, and the people's hearts are unstable in the newly occupied territory. Let's wait!"

Familiar with the five thousand years of war history of Blue Star, Field naturally knows deeply that military occupation is only superficial, and cultural identity and belief identity are the key to complete occupation.

As luck would have it, the nobles of the Loya continent are rampant and the people at the bottom are living in dire straits.

Life, being born, and living, the spiritual world is extremely lacking.

People without ideological guidance, although their bodies move, are muddleheaded, and their souls have long been dead.

Culture and faith have always been the key to Field's governance of the country.

From meeting the basic material needs of citizens, to material abundance and diversification, and finally to the construction of the spiritual world.

Every step must be taken slowly, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted!

Faith and cultural identity are what Field has always pursued.

This is also the root of the strength of the Kingdom of Apocalypse!

The Forging Department, the School of Magic, the School of Knights, etc. are nothing more than the products of faith and cultural identity.

The outside world believes that the strength of the Kingdom of Apocalypse is due to breaking the monopoly of the nobles, the endless technology, and the understanding of embracing all rivers.

But the real reason is that the Kingdom of Apocalypse is united.

In the City of Apocalypse, any citizen is willing to go through fire and water for the King of Apocalypse and the Kingdom of Apocalypse.

This is the real reason why the Kingdom of Apocalypse is so powerful.

Field put down his raised hands, slowly placed them on the desk, straightened his state, and looked at them with a burning gaze.

His memory drifted to the past, when he first came to the Loya continent, he was a small viscount in a remote area.

Facing the suffocating atmosphere, he could only accept it, but today is different from the past.

He has the power to change the Loya continent and change everything.

Time is the most difficult thing to figure out. Unconsciously, Field's life goals have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Field's mouth corners slightly raised. In the process of realizing his life ideals, it is very normal to have some extra gains!

After all, no one can resist the temptation of "receiving the mandate from heaven, that is, eternal prosperity".

Coming back to his mind, Field lowered his head and his eyes fell on the government documents.

...

Northern Territory, Yam Province, Nether Tiger Tribe.

The snowflakes in the north always come earlier than those in the south. The Kingdom of Apocalypse is just blowing cold wind, but the north has already snowed lightly.

The children of the Nether Tiger Tribe are playing in the light snow, and bursts of crisp laughter are heard.

"Chief Kesqi, this is the last batch of honey collected!"

Kesqi turned his head and glanced at the barbarian who was talking, and then looked at the wood made by hollowing out the wood stake, which was filled with crystal clear, light golden honey!

"Okay, make honey into honey juice!"

After a pause, Kesqi asked again: "Has the hunting team set out?"

"They have set out!"

Hearing this, Kesqi nodded slightly and stretched out his right hand.

Snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand, and the heat from the palm of his hand quickly heated up the snowflakes, and his eyes revealed a trace of hardship.

"Winter is coming, and the food collected is not enough to survive the cold winter!"

"The hunting team has set out, and they should be able to catch enough food."

Large tracts of forest around the camp have been cut down, and snowbirds stay on the bare wood stakes, making a faint cry.

Kesqi turned his head when he heard the voice, looked left and right, and his heart was extremely complicated.

The food, clothing, shelter and transportation of the barbarians depend on the forest, and the forest is the barbarian's food and clothing.

But at this moment, the surrounding trees were all cut down, and it was impossible for Kesqi not to be moved.

Kesqi shook his head and sighed, "I hope these places can grow food next year!"

As soon as the voice fell, Kesqi turned around and looked into the camp.

The tents built of wood and animal skins were no longer there, and what came into view was a sublimated cement tent.

Seeing this, Kesqi's brows relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The cement factory tents were airtight, and only a small bonfire was needed to warm the whole night.

"There are still many good things in the Kingdom of Apocalypse, at least cement is a good thing!"

Kesqi took a step and was about to return to the tent when there was a movement behind him.

The voice of the barbarian child suddenly rang in Kesqi's ears, mixed with a hint of joy.

"Chief Kesqi, Governor Damru is here!"

Kesqi retracted his right foot and turned around, and the figure of Governor Damru gradually approached the camp.

In the camp, the barbarians who heard the noise ran out one after another, without any weapons in their hands.

Kesqi walked forward slowly, and the carriage behind Damuru came into his sight.

Kesqi's nose twitched slightly, and he smelled the fragrance of food, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He already knew the purpose of Damuru's coming to the camp.

"Governor Damuru, good day!"

Governor Damru smiled and responded: "Chief Keshi, you are so polite!"

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