As for the promise to repay next year, he didn't pay any attention to that at all.

It's well-known that among tribes, there's no such notion of borrowing and returning.

It's either cash on delivery or if you can borrow it by your ability, why should you return it?

Moreover, it's not just the Fiery Sun Tribe facing a food shortage. If he were to play the good guy, wouldn't the little stock of dried fish that the tribe painstakingly saved be entirely divided?

Seeing Shu'er ignoring him, the Chieftain of the Fiery Sun Tribe showed a disappointed expression, then eagerly looked towards the Chieftain of Assam State, trying to seek some aid from this "wealthy patron".

As the saying goes, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. As the leader of the tribe, he clearly understood how massive the grain reserves of the Armored Dragon Clan, who knew how to farm, were!

Seeing a group of Lizardmen looking at him, the Chieftain of Assam State, Zel, also twitched his mouth.

He was silent for a long while, then sighed and turned to Luo Yan, saying.

"Lord Demon King, the storm triggered by the collapse of the Great Barrier not only destroyed the granary of Assam City but also devastated the vast farmland around Holy Lake... As you can see, we are barely managing to sustain ourselves, and it would be difficult to spare extra grain to support other tribes."

The hall immediately plunged into a brief silence, and the atmosphere seemed somewhat heavy.

This fragile United Kingdom seemed to be facing a huge test just as it was getting on the right track.

What these Lizardmen didn't know was that their esteemed Lord Demon King was even pondering about squeezing a bit of extra grain from them to sell to the Imperial General as a personal favor.

But it seemed now that there indeed might not be much to squeeze out from these Lizardmen.

The Armored Dragon Clan might have indeed had substantial grain reserves before, but after the strong winds and floods, how much of those reserves would still be usable?

They lagged behind not only in farming technology but also in grain storage, which remained primitive.

After all, under the protection of the Great Barrier, they never needed to consider the impact of extreme weather.

No choice.

General Hamoldon's grain could only shift from spot to future delivery.

However, fortunately, there are Dark Night Elves in the Great Graveyard, along with fertilizer and tractors, making farming not so difficult.

Luo Yan pondered for a long time and then spoke.

"I have understood your problems; the food shortage is indeed troublesome... And it's one of the primary reasons I summoned you here."

The chieftains lifted their heads, revealing a glimmer of hope in their surprised eyes, waiting for His Majesty the Demon King to continue speaking.

Luo Yan did not hold back and straightforwardly said.

"In the past, most of you relied on extensive farming and nomadism as your primary sources of food, but this backward mode of production cannot withstand the natural calamities outside of the Great Barrier. However, it's okay; what you lack, we happen to possess, and we can help you avoid many detours."

Luo Yan paused and looked at Aisemata, continuing.

"Apart from measuring land and registering property rights, I will instruct my servants to impart advanced farming techniques to you. These include nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium fertilizers, Life Magic of the Dark Night Elves, as well as tractors to replace livestock, and so on."

As his words fell, a confused expression appeared on the faces of the chieftains, exchanging puzzled glances.

Including Aisemata.

Although she had heard from Siya that Lord Demon King would help them transition from a nomadic to an agrarian society, she still had many uncertainties regarding the specifics.

She could understand Life Magic, as similar "Imprints" magic that accelerates growth existed on the Gana Continent. For instance, the Imprint of Vitality Revival not only helps plants thrive again but also benefits animals, accelerating herd reproduction.

However, these spells all had some issues, especially when applied to fruit trees—they merely grew taller without bearing fruit.

It was a good use for accelerating the expansion of pasture, but converting grass into meat still took a long cycle, and couldn't be achieved all at once.

Luo Yan paid no attention to their doubts.

After all, understanding the role of fertilizers was very difficult for those without any foundation.

Even clever Dark Night Elf maidens like Sherry and Helen took some effort to grasp the life mysteries contained within.

Skipping unnecessary explanations, Luo Yan directly promised to the leaders of the various tribes.

"With these technologies, your maize can mature five to six times a year. The Gutaf United Kingdom will have an abundance of grain and can export the surplus to various ports on the New Continent, even to the homeland of the Empire, in exchange for wealth you've never had or imagined."

"Of course, we won't provide these technologies free of charge. Apart from your respective tribe's uses, the surplus produced with the techniques provided by the Great Tomb Temple must be sold to the Temple of the Great Graveyard. This is mainly to avoid disorderly competition, but rest assured, we will offer you a very fair price."

The chieftains listened with bewildered expressions. Although none of them understood what fertilizers were or what tractors were, and they had no idea what "export" meant... But since it was Lord Demon King's promise, it surely must be something remarkable.

They didn't care much about the rest, as many of the concepts were beyond them.

The Chieftain of the Fiery Sun Tribe, who was most desperate, was the first to react, saying gratefully: "Since Lord Demon King has a plan, our Fiery Sun Tribe will definitely cooperate fully and follow your command!"

Including Queen Aisemata, other tribe chieftains also expressed their agreement.

"We obey Lord Demon King's will!"

Seeing all the chieftains unanimously standing by his side, Luo Yan smiled and nodded.

"Very well, since you all are so cooperative, this matter is then happily decided."

After saying this, he looked at the Chieftain of Assam State, Zel.

"I will entrust the spread of technology to my subordinates; this will be a long-term process. Right now, I need to immediately cultivate a piece of farmland to address the current food shortage faced by the tribes... Assam City has existing irrigation channels, so I plan to start from here."

Now?

Can it be done in such a short time?

Zel didn't quite trust that His Majesty the Demon King could accomplish it, but he nodded respectfully in agreement.

"I am willing to offer any assistance to Your Majesty... Please feel free to instruct me on what you need."

Simultaneously, he silently added in his heart, whether it can be done is another matter.

After all, he couldn't magically produce grain he didn't have.

Nevertheless, Luo Yan didn't make things difficult for him in that regard, only tasking him with a minor job.

"Don't be so nervous; this isn't such a hard thing for you. I just need you to mobilize 30,000 laborers and then select 200,000 mu (about 33,000 acres) of usable farmland by the Holy Lake, and that's enough."

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