That’s enough.
The mood beca extrely wonderful.
At this mont, Lear’s peripheral vision caught sight of his Chief Civil Officer rushing over.
The Hero from the Mud Swamp People approached, and upon seeing the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon flattering Lear, he was montarily stunned before starting his report.
"Your Majesty, one of the jars storing nectar broke, but no residents were injured; regarding the military, we only lost so Crimson Wasps."
"We haven’t found any other enemies..."
As he spoke, he occasionally glanced at the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon, marveling in his heart, oh my, how much does this thing have to eat to get this fat?!
The fattest Three-tailed Pig from the pig farm can’t compare to this fat dragon, right?
Is this a giant dragon or a fat pig?
Lear nodded.
The Seven-Colored Candy Dragon has a relatively gentle personality and bears no malice towards Weilu City; it purely cos to secretly eat nectar, and when discovered, it only thinks about running away.
After the army attacked, the opponent was quite restrained and did not destroy the territory.
"How much nectar do we have stored now?"
The nectar from the Venus Flytrap has hardly been consud since it was produced, so it should have accumulated a lot.
Bain spoke softly.
"A total of 31 jars are stored, each can hold 300,000 liters, and just one jar was emptied, bringing the current total to 9 million liters."
Speaking of which, he felt a touch of emotion; this is no small amount.
Fortunately, the territory has the Starry Sky Vine; otherwise, preservation would be a big problem.
The jars are woven from vines and extend several ters underground.
The vines can automatically adjust temperature and humidity, making them excellent for storing food and nectar.
Lear was pleasantly surprised, having stored so much already?
He hadn’t paid much attention these days, not expecting such a big surge now.
50,000 liters can recruit one Seven-Colored Candy Dragon, 9 million liters ans... 160 of them.
Not bad, very impressive, these are Level 16 creatures!
His smile grew on his face.
"How many Venus Flytraps do we have now? How much nectar can be produced daily?"
"There are currently 100 acres of mature plants, with another 200 acres not yet mature, with 100 plants per acre."
"100 acres ans 10,000 mature plants can produce 100,000 liters of nectar daily."
"The other 200 acres, on average, can produce 50,000 liters, putting the total at around 150,000 liters."
"And by next month, the Venus Flytrap will be fully mature, and production can increase to 300,000 liters daily."
At the current production rate, three Seven-Colored Candy Dragons can be recruited daily.
Soon this amount can be increased to six, which ans 18 squads a month.
For Level 16 soldiers, this fast-paced recruitnt is quite remarkable.
Lear was in a great mood.
"Increase the planting area of Venus Flytraps to 500 acres as soon as possible, don’t skimp on manpower."
"Yes!"
Bain responded, sowhat curiously looking at the exaggeratedly fat Seven-Colored Candy Dragon.
"Your Majesty, this giant dragon is..."
"This is a Seven-Colored Candy Dragon, a creature from another dinsion, extrely fond of sweets and candy, and highly powerful in combat."
"I’ve already signed a contract with it using 50,000 liters of nectar, and similarly, we can continue to recruit its companions with nectar in the future..."
Bain’s eyes lit up, sowhat excitedly said.
"This nectar has such an effect?! I’ll arrange for people to start planting imdiately!!"
Now there’s no worry about having too much nectar that can’t be stored; the concern is not having enough!
The results of agricultural production can be directly converted into soldier units, enhancing the strength of the territory—this is invaluable!
Watching Bain leave as hurriedly as he ca, Lear found it sowhat amusing, who would have thought things would turn out this way.
Reclaiming his focus, with so curiosity, he let the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon approach, then extended a hand to rub the body of this unique creature.
Touching it didn’t give the sensation of a giant dragon’s firmness but rather possessed a unique gummy-like elasticity.
It was quite comfortable.
After so handling, he flipped over and directly rode atop this fat dragon.
The round body was particularly reassuring, Lear didn’t feel any discomfort sitting on it, even felt quite comfortable.
Nature’s cushion.
"Let’s head to the honey jar..."
The Seven-Colored Candy Dragon’s eyes lit up, imdiately flapping its plump wings and flew forward, like a big fat pig flying in the sky.
The wings needed to flap densely for the body to move forward.
Really makes one doubt if the wings flap slower, would it fall?
The side effect of obesity is evidently not fictional; the max flying speed doesn’t exceed 100 kiloters per hour, which is a huge limitation for flying soldiers with dragon blood.
But their size swapped for enormous destructive power, resembling heavy armor warriors on the surface...
Flying soldiers turning into heavy armor soldiers, it’s sowhat bizarre.
But none of that matters; as long as they are useful and powerful.
Returned to the honey jar area, the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon’s plump body glided down gently to land on the ground.
But the mont it touched down, boom~ the earth imdiately shook for an instant.
The pressure brought by size and weight was directly transmitted outward.
Eagerly looking at the towering vine honey jar ahead.
"Master... can I have so honey?"
Lear looked at the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon, which got gluttonous again, sowhat amused, and waved his hand.
"The honey is to be used for recruiting your kin."
Seeing the disappointnt in its expression, he added.
"If there’s any left later, I’ll give you so."
The Seven-Colored Candy Dragon imdiately beca joyful, its babyish voice rising in excitent.
"Thank you for your generosity!"
Lear didn’t say more and turned his gaze to the sky.
Lingering on the area where the Seven-Colored Candy Dragon had just blurred space intending to escape.
Though the space had returned to normal now, he could still distinctly perceive the aura of the Other Plane in his senses.
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