Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 135 - 105: Brainwashing the Young Dragon_1

Once the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony was successfully held, those Gnolls who had opened the ritual and gained the True Dragon Power would probably unconditionally fall to Gaven’s side.

In Chester’s eyes, what really mattered was that Gaven had been going out with the Young Red Copper Dragon every day to recruit soldiers and horses recently.

How could those Gnolls of the smaller tribes resist the temptation to pledge loyalty to a True Dragon?

Every day, hundreds of Gnolls were running toward the Eagle Cliff Burrow, and in just under ten days’ time,

the Eagle Cliff Burrow was swamped with an overflow of residents, its numbers increasing by more than double.

This was despite Gaven constantly directing a flow towards the Blackwell Tribe; otherwise, the numbers would be even greater.

This was just a beginning, the growth in numbers was nowhere near its peak.

By the time Chester came to his senses, he found that among the Gnolls around him, there were few he recognized, including at least half of the Dragon’s Nest Construction team he was now leading, whom he did not recognize.

These newly arrived Gnolls only knew that the highest Leader was Gaven, not who he, Chester, was.

This was still the initial phase, by the end, the number of other Gnolls mixed into the Eagle Cliff Burrow could be three to five times that of the original Eagle Cliff Burrow inhabitants, transforming the Eagle Cliff Burrow from what it had originally been.

This was a typical overt plot, and Chester had no solution. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

The only thing that gave Chester a slight consolation was that the Gnolls recruited by Gaven in recent days were all ordinary Gnolls, with only a handful of Elites like Erde.

Compared to the vast population of the Gnoll Tribe, the number of Elites was still scarce.

The abundance of Elites in Eagle Cliff Burrow was purely a result of the environment, coercing them into existence.

Here the Elites not only enjoyed privileges but also held absolute mating rights.

In other words, only Elites could mate with other Elites and ordinary female Gnolls; ordinary male Gnolls had no mating rights, and even then, most of the eggs hatched were still ordinary Gnolls.

Now that the Harpy threat was gone and Gaven had taken over as the ruler, these absolute mating rights naturally no longer existed.

The Elites, to varying degrees, harbored grievances and were now tightly united around Bark and Chester.

Only Captain Bark’s heart did not seem as closely aligned to Chester anymore, making Chester question whether the Half-Elf had influenced him, and if necessary, a deep conversation with him would be warranted.

Where there are people, there will be a sense of community.

Even the Gnolls were no exception.

Gnolls like Chester, harboring their own little schemes, were not only present but also abundant, especially the leaders of the larger and smaller Gnoll tribes.

Their involvement was to some extent forced by the broader situation, not by genuine desire.

If they did not join, they would indeed become isolated.

And now, Blackwell was not like it was at the beginning, with a modest family and business; when a tribe of a hundred from the Cangya Tribe came to join, Gaven had to hold a feast to appease them, with even the original Leader and warrior Leader becoming his right-hand men.

These various leaders could now only blend in with the Gnoll army as ordinary Gnolls, awaiting selection and assignment, waiting for a chance to regain power.

Once they found a sense of belonging in Blackwell Tribe and acquired more power than before, their mentality would naturally become more peaceful slowly but surely.

There were also those destined to be lost because, although they might have been outstanding in their original tribe, in the vast quantities of the Gnoll population, they could easily become just another ordinary member.

Especially since Blackwell Tribe controlled the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony.

This ceremony was also a process of selecting talent.

Even if in their original tribe, they were merely an inconspicuous Gnoll, once they made a stir at the Dragon Seeking event, initiated the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony, found their True Dragon, and gained True Dragon abilities, their dog life would immediately change, joining the special professional ranks as a fundamental operation.

If the awakened True Dragon abilities were somewhat special, they might even receive special treatment.

The Dragon Seeking event in Eagle Cliff Burrow was twice as grand as the initial one in Blackwell Tribe, with more than three thousand five hundred Gnolls participating, filling up the temporarily vacated plaza, looking down from Eagle Cliff the dense mass was all Gnolls.

Gaven and his companions did not need to be as cautious as they had been in the beginning in Blackwell Tribe.

Given the current scale of Eagle Cliff Burrow, they did not need to provoke trouble, and the surrounding forces would be grateful, not daring to provoke them, leaving no basic guards, diving straight into the Dragon Seeking event.

The more than three thousand five hundred Gnolls entering the Dragon Seeking Meditation simultaneously created such an impressive force that even the Young Red Copper Dragon could not help but glance sideways, exclaiming, "They are so small, how can they gather such tremendous Magic Power?"

"Strength in numbers," Gaven said indifferently, "If we’re talking about individual Strength, Giant Dragons are unmatched, but when it comes to collective Strength, any race could outperform Giant Dragons by a mile, you’ve heard of Giant Dragons influencing the world, but have you ever heard of Giant Dragons shaping the world?"

The juvenile dragon didn’t want to concede but, after plenty of thought, couldn’t come up with a single example to refute.

Gaven shifted the topic, "That’s why we need to gather more Gnolls for our cause. When enough Gnolls are assembled at our side to significantly influence and reshape the world, tell me, will people remember these Gnolls, or the Giant Dragon that led them?"

Clearly, Gaven was planting his own seeds in Aivensa’s mind.

In recent days, the enthusiasm of the juvenile dragon for recruiting Gnolls had waned; she’d been either dragging her feet or haggling over the terms and rewards of her labor.

Gaven, of course, would not set such a precedent.

The simplest method was still to brainwash her, making his cause her cause; that way, her motivation would be stronger and longer-lasting.

The eyes of the Young Red Copper Dragon shimmered brightly as she clapped her paws together forcefully, "That’s a no-brainer. Of course, it’s the Giant Dragon leading them. The world is full of famous Giant Dragons, but famous Gnolls? I’ve hardly heard of any, let alone one except for the god of Gnolls, Kulturmak. Mostly they are known as vassals to some powerful Giant Dragon, which is precisely where their greatest value lies."

Gaven’s face lit up with a look of approval, "Exactly, the gathering of so many Gnolls here today is largely thanks to you. You should take pride in that. When they achieve great things in the future, the fame will accrue to you too. ’Aivensa’s Gnolls’ has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?"

Fame, something that can’t be used as food, was something Gaven freely gifted to the Young Red Copper Dragon. He only needed to wield the real power and do what he wanted to do.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!" Aivensa nodded vigorously, her smile widening on her dragon face. "Gaven makes an excellent point; this handful of Gnolls is too few for my status. I know of a larger Gnoll Tribe, though it’s a bit further away. They should, they must join us. We’ll go tomorrow."

The juvenile dragon, now driven by the lure of fame, was re-energized.

From then on, it was not Gaven employing her to gather Gnolls, but Gaven working for her, helping her manage the Gnolls.

However, the juvenile dragon had forgotten that she needed to pay for the Gnolls to build her Dragon’s Nest; Gaven also selectively forgot this detail.

As their conversation went on, the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony was drawing to a close.

Most Gnolls woke up with regret etched on their faces.

There were a few lucky ones who successfully initiated the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony, and Susie was organizing a group of experienced Dragon Seekers, preparing a Dragon Seeking Array around these Gnolls.

Compared to previous Dragon Seeking Arrays, there was a new step: prying open the mouths of the Dragon Seekers to pour a vial of Dragon Blood Potion into them.

No matter the Elemental Property dominating these Dragon Seekers originally, once the Dragon Blood Potion was administered, the person would burst into flames, with the Fire Element becoming dominant and taking a leading role.

After seven or eight such instances, Gaven’s expression changed abruptly, rising to his feet, "Lord Aivensa, would you mind taking me down there?"

The juvenile dragon, in a good mood, didn’t negotiate with Gaven, and while flying down with him, asked curiously, "What happened?"

"This Dragon Blood Potion can’t be used carelessly." Gaven frowned, "A Giant Dragon’s Elemental Attributes are too distinct. If all Dragon Seekers drink this potion, their original attributes will be suppressed, and those awakened will all have Fire Attribute-related abilities."

"I hadn’t considered that, these little fellows are much more interesting than I thought. If I’d known, I would have kept a few tribes around for fun a long time ago. No, that’s not right; if that scoundrel Roderick knew, he would definitely gobble them all up," Aivensa mused fancifully. "I wonder what would happen if they drank a Dragon Blood Potion mixed with my blood?"

"Needless to say, it would surely be Earth Attribute." Being a Red Copper Dragon, she belonged to the Earth Element lineage, and both her Strong Acid Breath and Slow Dragon Breath were derivations of Earth Element manipulation.

"Leader, you’ve arrived." Susie approached, jogging over. She had also noticed a problem with the Dragon Blood Potion and was unsure whether to continue using it.

Gaven didn’t mince words, directly ordering, "The Dragon Blood Potion shows a clear Elemental Property division; this Fire Dragon Blood Potion is Fire Attribute, only give it to those Fire Element Dragon Seekers. For the others, do not use it anymore to avoid their abilities becoming too one-dimensional."

Compared to Fire Attribute, Gaven had a particular fondness for Earth Attribute.

After all, Gnolls weren’t known for their fighting prowess, and first-level fire-related spells were generally weak, providing only limited enhancement to their combat abilities.

On the other hand, Earth Attribute abilities were incredibly useful, whether for Construction or mining.

Influenced by his past life as Zhang You, Gaven was now immensely interested in all kinds of infrastructure work.

Everything Gaven said, Susie had already considered. She just hadn’t dared to make the decision on her own. Now that the Leader had spoken, the rest could be easily handled.

In this Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony at Eagle Cliff Burrow, a total of one hundred and seven Gnolls initiated the ritual, with thirty-two drinking the Fire Dragon Blood Potion. Eleven of them were administered the potion without classifying their original Attributes, and notably, twelve were Erde.

Compared to the total number of Erde participants, this was a significant proportion and rightfully so for the Elite who had fought the Harpies for many years.

Having experienced several Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremonies before, Gaven appeared relatively calm this time. On the other hand, the juvenile dragon, Aivensa, was eagerly anticipating the outcome, making three to five trips a day to check on the proceedings, not even waiting for darkness to fall.

She was intensely curious about what the Gnolls’ so-called dragons would look like. Could they truly transform into dragons?

That would be utterly absurd.

If merely drinking a vial of Dragon Blood Potion could turn someone into a dragon, then Giant Dragons would be a dime a dozen, flying all over the skies.