<h4>Chapter 17: Farming Is Best Suited For Labor And Capital As Expected</h4>


    Trantor: EndlessFantasy Trantion Editor: EndlessFantasy Trantion


    When Xi Wei saw what happened with Angora in the divine kingdom, he could not help but think that he was being simple-minded in choosing some dolt as a rather important new vige head...


    That being said, even Xi Wei did not expect the little town outside the Valley of the Tragic Dead to be so barren.


    “Looks like I have to think of a way to help.”


    Xi Wei scratched his head with his tentacles as he pondered how he should proceed.


    The problem at hand was that with the townsfolk suffering from famine, it meant that their respect could be easily earned by thinking of ways to fill their stomachs. He might even secure another wave of followers in the process.


    If that was so, the Overlord System could slightly rx on strategicbat management, and focus on farming literally.


    “If it’s farming, I guess it would be games like Harvest Moon and Rune Factory back in my world...”


    Xi Wei slightly adjusted the setting as per his idea, only to find that he was underpowered in the aspects of nts or harvest. Although he had the ability to modify seeds so that they could instantly mature, the divine energy required to control nts and harvest was considerable. Moreover, that effect would notst up to the next generation, and their seeds would only bear normal harvest.


    “It’s quite difficult to yield both quantity and quality at once. There is nobat ss in the town either, so there is no way to obtain bone powder or other materials from the fringe reaches of the Valley of the Tragic Dead to help them grow...”


    Xi Wei found the present situation difficult. “Moreover, if the bnce between intake and output of divine energy cannot be ensured, my divine energy would be used up after a dozen elerated harvests.”


    And when he thought about it carefully, the farming simtion in both Harvest Moon and Rune Factory did take most of the yer’s time given that it was the main aspect of fun for those games.


    Still, Xi Wei would not want Angora to be a farmer. The fellow was a bit of a dolt, but since he was the new vige head whom he had chosen...


    That was when Xi Wei noticed the useless metal scraps piling in his Divine Kingdom, and the idea he had days ago which did not really present itself finally sprung out.


    Should he create a currency for his believers, the yers of the system?


    As long as it does not flow out to other markets, the scraps that caught divinity would never catch the attention of the other gods (especially the Goddess of Prosperity). At the same time, the divinity meant that it would not be counterfeited, eliminating the possibility of fraud.


    “Setting: divine seeds need to be bought with game currency, and the dolt... I mean, Angora could learn some management through games of the genre, supervising and allocating the vigers as farmers. Since the divine seeds wouldn’t need watering or fertilizing, I’ll just make it so that the allocated personnel must pray to me devotedly in order for the seeds to grow, and would grow even faster the more believers there are, and each plot ofnd are only allowed to have at most three farmers. That would probably recover some divine energy, and the other facilities could use this design as well. I’m a genius!”


    With Angora acting as an example, the townsfolk who were beside themselves with hunger would probably be flocking under his wing. Moreover, Xi Wei did not need all of them to be true believers, as shallow believers would suffice in providing him divine energy.


    “The harvest can also be sold into the system for game currency. Furthermore, even if the preceding generation had been harvested and the new crops lost the capacity for instant growth, it still reduces the divine energy needed to modify them now. Angora could also buy new seeds after trading for the game currency, and I’d give him those seeds. That basically means no problem.”


    In a nutshell, the process in which Xi Wei would sell Angora divine seeds, obtain the second-generation crops from Angora and resell them to the dolt as new divine seeds still would extol a cost on divine energy.


    However, all it took was a shallow believer to keep praying as the seeds go—any loss would hence be reimbursed, and the more believers converted under Angora’s wing, the more Xi Wei would earn.


    Additionally, the presence of the game currency limits the number of divine seeds Angora could obtain. Given that Xi Wei still had limited divine power, he could not provide him too many seeds at once.


    “Done. Now we’ll see how that dolt is going to put on airs.”


    ***


    Early next morning, Angora got out of bed and left the house to begin surveying hisnds.


    Thend was infertile as the old man told him the day before, and what few usable plots were scorched to ashes. It certainly exined the enmity that the townsfolk aimed at all outsiders, and Angora himself would have been driven away if not for his young age.


    “My lord, so you’re here.” V found him around noon; she sounded rather upset. “Please don’t wander around—we’ll be in trouble if something happened to you in this town. Lunch is ready, please leave immediately after your meal!”


    “Lunch... is that the same ck bread as yesterday’s?” Angora asked curiously.


    “I’ve heated it a bit, and I’m off to pluck some mushrooms with which I could make soup for you...”


    V then hesitated, seemingly finding it rude to serve such things to a noble and whispered, “I’m sorry, but that’s the best we can do.”


    Nheless, Angora said, “If you don’t mind, please keep mepany for a while.”


    “Huh?”


    “Don’t look so miserable...” Angora said, slightly miffed. “How about this? You’ll keep mepany until the sun rises to the center of the skies. If you’re not interested, I’ll leave today and you wouldn’t have to chase me off. How about that?”


    “I’m just a peasant. I certainly can’t go against your wish, my lord,” the girl muttered, but still obediently followed Angora to where the farms had been.


    There was a thick nket of ash covering the plot ofnd. Although the soil might be more fertile in theing year thanks to that, there was just no telling how many townsfolk couldst until then.


    “Is this your family’s plot?” Angora asked.


    “It’s that one,” the girl pointed at one of the plots by the fringes which appeared irregr. “There are fewer heads in my family, that’s why ournd is smaller.”


    “I’m borrowing it for a bit.”


    “What?”


    Then, ensuring that the girl was not watching, Angora inwardly thought the words ‘O Master of Games, give us New Life’ to open the system page, and flipped through it to get to a new page which appeared yesterday.


    [Overlord System: Penguin Farm V0.1 Test Version]