Lear's voice became serious.
"Is there any other information?"
Bain also had a headache and smiled wryly.
"Sir, there isn't any left."
For older swamp dwellers, courtship is a good thing, but for young, hot-blooded lads, it's an irresistible temptation.
Who can withstand this test?
But the problem is, there aren't any swamp people around here.
Something about this is definitely not right.
Lear nodded.
"Keep the swamp people who go to cultivate farmland in check, and make them travel in groups of five, so that this situation will not happen again."
"Find the swamp man who heard the song yesterday to lead the way, and I'll take some men to investigate immediately."
"yes!"
Soon, two swamp people cautiously arrived to report for duty.
Lear didn't hesitate and immediately set off with them and 15 squads of wetland lizardmen warriors.
Farmland is the foundation of a territory; anything can go wrong here!
No accidents can be tolerated.
The food supplies we have, including what we've obtained from hunting, should last us for about six months.
You may not lack food and drink for a short time, but it's impossible to never lack them.
If a territory wants to expand, its most basic food needs must be guaranteed.
The farmland is only 5 kilometers away from the territory, and it only takes about 40 minutes to get there by express travel.
This is a wide, irregularly shaped patch of silt, with a flat terrain.
Its diameter exceeds two kilometers, and the entire area covers more than a thousand acres.
The ground was covered with fertile, black silt, and large areas had been neatly prepared.
Swamp wheat yields approximately 600 kilograms per mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.165 acres) and matures in 3 months.
Moreover, it can grow vigorously regardless of whether it is cold or hot.
It can be planted all year round.
Even taking into account any natural disasters or man-made calamities that reduce production, the four seasons of wheat can still yield at least 2,000 kilograms, or two tons.
These thousands of acres, when operating at full capacity, are estimated to produce 2,000 tons of food.
One ton of swamp wheat is enough to feed three adults for a year.
These 2,000 tons can feed at least 6,000 people.
This is of immeasurable value to Wei Lu City.
Once this farmland is cultivated, there will be no need to worry about food for a long time to come.
The greatest advantage of agrarian civilizations lies in their stable food supply.
This may seem insignificant, but it is something that many races wandering the wilderness would never even dream of.
Only with stability can development take place; this is the cornerstone of civilization.
At this moment, there were still about a dozen swamp people in the farmland. Upon seeing Lear and his party, they immediately stepped forward and bowed.
"Good day, sir~"
His tone was full of apprehension.
They seemed afraid that Lear would blame them.
Lear nodded.
"You can continue your work without worry."
After speaking, he looked at the two swamp people who had led the way.
Where was the singing I heard yesterday?
The older swamp dweller pointed cautiously to the south of the farmland area.
"My lord, four or five people heard it in that direction, but Hanno is the only one who went missing."
"Is there anything else unusual?"
"We didn't hear any singing when we came this morning."
"We searched that area this morning, and there was only a small pond through the grass. We didn't find anything else."
"We didn't search any further beyond that."
Lear's gaze was serious.
"Hags, high alert. Search southwards."
"yes!"
He then looked at the two swamp people.
"You will travel with the team."
Without waiting for their response, he immediately led the team to set off.
The wetland lizardman hero dispatched three squads, while the army deployed into a defensive formation and advanced towards the south.
Although this matter may seem small, this is a swamp deep in the wilderness.
Any unusual occurrence may conceal a great danger.
Lear would not be less vigilant because of this.
After passing through the muddy ground, there was a patch of grass as tall as a person in front of you.
Broadleaf grass has leaves that grow like saws; without the protection of clothing, it can easily tear cuts into the skin.
This patch of grass stretched for three or four hundred meters before it ended.
Parting a clump of tall grass, a wide-open space suddenly appeared before me.
Ahead was a pool of water, a hundred meters wide.
The water was not clear and smelled of vegetation and algae.
Although it has a slightly fishy smell, it's not unpleasant.
There were traces of the swamp people searching the area, but other than that, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Lear turned and looked around, trying to find some clues.
But the surroundings were quiet, with no trace of any wild monsters.
The trail seems to have gone cold.
Haggs stepped forward and reported in a low voice.
"My Lord, there is no trace of any aura remaining in the vicinity."
The lizardmen's noses aren't as good as hunting dogs', but they can still detect the scent of prey. But here, there's nothing but the smell of grass and mud.
Lear frowned slightly.
If the swamp man is lured further away, the search will become much more difficult.
After calming himself down, he extended his spiritual power, covering a radius of two to three hundred meters.
The next moment, he suddenly looked down at the calm pool of water in front of him.
His gaze sharpened.
The surroundings were no different, but when the mental energy extended underwater, it was as if it had plunged into an abyss, with no movement at all.
There's something wrong with this pond!
He waved and led the army away from the water's edge.
He then looked at Haggs.
"What kind of life lives underwater in the swamp, and can even sing?"
Haggs thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"My Lord, there are quite a few creatures that use songs to lure their prey: the Crimson Nightingale, the Bewitching Demon, the Howling Ghost, the Wetland Succubus, and the Swamp Banshee—no fewer than twenty kinds."
"Half of these live in water."
Lear's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.
"You must return to your territory immediately and bring the Bubble Beast with you."
Living in water?
Sorry, Bubble Beasts don't care if you're a swimmer or not; these little guys are designed to deal with anything that swims in the water.
Haggs accepted the order and left. Soon, a group of bubbles flew over the grass and came into Lear's sight.
These transparent bubbles float in the air, and you can see the chubby bubble beasts inside.
These adorable creatures, which look like little dinosaurs, waved and made all sorts of noises when they saw him.
Lear's eyes lit up.
This works?
I'm tempted to let these little guys take him for a ride sometime.
You're all done playing, now it's my turn. Riding bubbles and flying around is too early for little kids, but it's just right for me.
The surrounding wetland lizardmen warriors were also amazed.
Although I saw the scene yesterday where Bubble Beast used bubbles to carry fish back home.
But the thought of flying over inside a bubble is still quite enviable.
Flying—it's a dream all life on Earth has ever had.
Wave~
The bubble beasts landed on the ground, and the transparent bubbles burst one by one. Led by Bobo, the little guys trotted over to Lear.
"Master~"
A series of sweet, innocent voices rang out.
It's like kindergarten children seeing their parents after school.
Seeing these magical little cuties cheered Lear up a bit.
He gestured towards the murky pool of water in front of him.
"Unknown monsters lurk underwater, and we cannot venture deep enough to reach them. We need your help."
Upon hearing this, the little ones immediately became excited.
"Master~ Let me do it, I love catching fish!"
"I got here first! I got here first!!"
"Master~"
Seeing the chaotic scene, Lear was both amused and exasperated.
Wave goodbye.
"Let's do it together."
"But be careful, don't go into the water."
"BoBo, you're in charge of overseeing the execution!"
Bobo nodded.
"Yes, Master."
He glanced at his companion as he spoke.
"Don't cause trouble for your master!"
The other bubble beasts were somewhat afraid of Bobo and dared not make a sound. They immediately moved closer to the shore and began blowing bubbles.
Seeing this, Lear instructed Hagus to lead the wetland lizardman warriors to protect these little creatures.
They formed an unbreakable formation in front of them.
He gripped the steel sword tightly, his armor gleaming.
If there is any unusual activity underwater, this is the place to go.
The bubble beast exhaled small bubbles, which grew larger in the wind and expanded to a diameter of three meters.
Thump~ Thump~
It fell into the water like a rolling stone and disappeared.
Although there are only 8 bubble beasts this time, each person can control 30 bubbles, for a total of 240 bubbles. That's incredible.
As more bubbles entered the water, the underwater environment began to become turbid.
The instant when a certain critical point is reached.
Lear's eyes narrowed.
Look towards the center—where the magical energy has become unusually active!
Someone is casting a spell!