After a few days, the Wyverian girl brought several of her clansmen to Logan's new nest. That elderly Ancient Wyverian stared at Logan with shining eyes. In his perception, apart from the vast life energy that all Elder Dragons possessed, Logan also had an additional kind of energy identical to that of the crystal branch he had studied for several days.
This group of Wyverians had not come to visit Logan as soon as they arrived. Instead, through Tonkotsu's connections, they lingered on the Ancient Tree for several days to learn about the current situation there, and only came over once they had enough confidence.
To be honest, at the beginning the Ancient Wyverian prophet's bargaining chip was only alchemy. But when he learned that the Fire Wyverns on the Ancient Tree were limited by medicines and all sorts of other logistical supplies, and that the Boss Fire Wyvern, whom he had yet to meet, was also troubled by this, he immediately made a request to Tonkotsu and took a look at the medicines provided on the Ancient Tree's side.
He had not known before he looked; only after looking did he realize that the Research Commission here was also limited by the issue of raw materials for medicines in the New World. The medicines they produced were just those few formulations that were easy to prepare, completely different from the fully equipped formulation and testing institutions he had initially envisioned.
On reflection, since many plants in the New World still had clear differences from those in the Old World, that tiny difference was enough to make medicines have different properties. Coupled with manpower and equipment issues, the Research Commission here could only prioritize meeting daily needs.
As for the wound medicine most heavily stocked within the Fire Wyvern tribe, although the Ancient Wyverian prophet could not make an exactly identical one, he could produce something with a similar effect.
And for potent medicines such as the secret medicine, the Ancient Wyverian prophet also knew some recipes for ancient potent medicines unique to the New World. Although he had never made them, with sufficient materials, trying a few times, he should also be able to produce them.
Unlike the Research Commission, which had clearly divided roles, his Ancient Wyverian group was small in number, but every one of them was highly versatile; even if all of them went to do logistics, it would be no problem.
With alchemy and the logistics of medicines unique to the New World, that should be enough for their group to gain a firm foothold here, and even obtain a status on the Ancient Tree roughly comparable to that of the Fire Wyvern Grimalkynes.
Therefore, only after making sufficient preparations did they, through Tonkotsu, request an audience with Logan.
Today's conversation was really very simple. The Ancient Wyverian stated his purpose as soon as he came in, and his posture and everything else was set very low; at a glance it was clear he had made full mental preparations, directly joining in as a vassal, and the request he raised was also very simple: he only wanted to have the same treatment as the Grimalkynes.
Even, if possible, they hoped to be directly stationed in the newly built village of the Grimalkynes, so they could integrate better into the Ancient Tree.
After that, they also displayed their own value, especially after the Ancient Wyverian prophet stated that he already had ideas for using alchemical items to further strengthen the group of Fire Wyverns. After this whole sequence of moves, it seemed to leave Logan with no reason to refuse.
Logan immediately made the decision, agreeing to the Ancient Wyverians' joining and agreeing to their request.
The Ancient Wyverians also, through the Wyverian girl's perception of Logan's emotions, after confirming that this was Logan's true thinking, happily followed behind Tonkotsu to the small village the Grimalkynes were building to choose a place to station themselves.
The problem that had troubled Logan for several days was resolved because of the Ancient Wyverians' joining, and his mood also relaxed quite a bit.
And the Admiral's subsequent arrival made Logan relax completely.
"Yo, old friend, long time no see!"
For more than ten years, it had been the same greeting every single time.
Logan had long since grown used to it, and the Admiral also walked straight up in front of Logan without the slightest hesitation, sat down cross-legged just like that, and sized up this newly built nest of his.
"Not bad. It looks much better than your previous nest. It's not only become more spacious, but it also fits your status much better, old friend. A king ought to look like a king, don't you think? Hehe."
Indeed, the Old World did have royalty, and the corresponding castles and various such facilities did exist.
Long ago, the Admiral had already grumbled that Logan, as the boss of the Fire Wyvern group, actually lived in a relatively remote cave in the middle section, which truly did not match his status. It was just that at the time Logan had completely ignored him, and the topic had simply ended there.
Faced with Logan's cold treatment, the Admiral had also grown used to it.
After chatting for a while, they finally got to the main topic amid Logan's perfunctory responses.
"Old friend, I really do need your help this time," the Admiral said with a wry smile, explaining the situation one by one.
In fact, it was still a problem caused by Ahtal-Ka; simply put, Astera's funds were already running short.
Although Astera, as the issuer of currency, had sufficient initiative in this respect, after having a financial system, they also could not treat money as something that did not matter. After all, money and Research Points were not only transactional behavior but also a guarantee of credibility.
Over this more-than-one-year period, the Research Commission had been vigorously working on buildings and metal pillars. As their reliance on the Grimalkynes deepened, large amounts of funds also flowed into the Fire Wyvern tribe's fund pool on the Ancient Tree along with trade.
Yet during this entire year, aside from trading logistical supplies, the Grimalkynes had no major capital outflow. Now logistical supplies on Astera's side were also tight, and several orders on the Grimalkynes' side had not even been delivered.
If this continued, they might not even be able to provide the funds for hunters to go out for investigations.
Therefore, after discussion, once it was determined that they could not issue more money, the Research Commission hoped that the Ancient Tree here could appropriately publish some quests, allowing those hunters or other personnel on Astera's side who had already become idle again to participate, so they could draw back some funds.
If this was not good news, what would count as good news?
This was the people of the Research Commission actively requesting that quests be issued here; they were the ones seeking help, not a problem on the Ancient Tree's side.
This way, the quest office on the Ancient Tree side would no longer be only for internal matters, and it could also make the Fire Wyvern group settle down a bit.
A good thing—truly a good thing!
Therefore, under the Admiral's embarrassed expression, Logan very decisively nodded and agreed to his request, making the Admiral exclaim how righteous he was!
Both sides obtained satisfactory answers, each resolving their own problems.
In this harmonious atmosphere, everything gradually returned to the right track.
As time passed, the Ancient Wyverians finally moved their entire group to the Ancient Tree.
There were also many more quests on the quest office, such as: "Wanting fresher ingredients to make Fire Wyvern cat-meals, hoping that some hunter can go hunt some Aptonoth, meow!"
"The young lord Fire Wyvern is almost at the time to leave the nest. If there could be some monsters whose strength is not too high to train battle ability, that would be wonderful, meow!"
"Blazefire Village urgently needs skilled craftsmen to build special facilities. It is truly urgent!!" —Wyverian youth.
For a time, the Ancient Tree seemed as if vitality had been injected into it, and the development progress began to rise at a flying pace.
Time passed quickly like this, and in a flash several years went by.
That day, on an island not too far from the New World, large amounts of exposed vegetation and fresh water disappeared, the scene leaving only a shattered deep pit and some broken tree-root structures.
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