As I immersed myself in the work, various things were completed.

First, my home built.

In addition to the newly welcomed private rooms where Paffa, Lampeye and Gala Ruffa will wake up, the clothing room dedicated to Batti has also been built to ensure a large space.

Batty was made impotent in making clothes for a suddenly growing army of monsters, so that reward goes hand in hand.

More breweries.

Parallel to the brewery, the brewery is in full swing.

Target beer with affordable ingredients first. Prati, Gala Rufa, will exchange speculations and make a trial and error in the way I have appropriately proposed it.

Ingredients are first tried with wheat.

I'll even try to make barley in parallel.

When I first grew wheat and soybeans, I thought, "Grow barley and beans!" I grew up with mistakes.

Will the time finally come to help?

The result depends on Gala Rufa's hard work.

Gala Rufa is officially the owner of the brewery. Taking advantage of that, the brewery's owner also baton touched Puffer from Prati.

Aside from getting engaged in making miso and soy sauce, Puffer is thriving on making new pickles.

He knows Prince Arowana's taste for anything, and is excited to see if he can make a pickle that suits his taste better.

Is this the real bad bran wife......

Prati has breweries, breweries, food stores and a position of control. In conjunction with my assistant, the landowner, of course.

The remaining lamp eyes were given a place to put in any support depending on the situation.

And it's finally done.

There's a kiln for baked goods that I was producing.

Until now, things brought in from the King's Capital or dishes made by shredding trees. I substituted it with leaves when the number of people is growing and horrible, but from now on I can finally make pottery dishes and dishes!!

Imitate the potter, and if you don't like how it's done, you can break it by paring it!

You can't!?

We have to take care of things!

The truth is that the monster team has swelled up hundreds at once, putting loads on various places.

We don't have enough places to live, and we tend to lack supplies and food.

The rookie monsters were spending their time absorbing mana like normal monsters at first, but they needed food according to being selfish, and persecution.

The missing portion is outweighed by going hunting in mountain dungeons or harvesting shellfish and fish by the sea.

Batty worked very hard on making clothes, and expanded the Monster Long House.

When the confusion associated with rapid expansion had managed to subside like that, that last one was finally complete.

The waterway.

The water drawn from the tributary has finally poured into our pioneering land.

Exactly one hundred more people at a time, and I almost couldn't make it in time to filter the sea water with the 'supreme bearer'. Thanks.

Now we can secure a suitable water source for the large area, and finally get on board.

To make rice!

Speaking of Japanese, rice!

Achievements of massive replenishment by acting big first now show up!

The soil plowed in "The Supreme Bearer" also performs a perfect function as a paddy field, and even if it draws in water from the waterway, it tensions it properly without the soil sucking.

Massive amounts of hyperfish fertilizer have also been put in to encourage crop growth, and the pre-grown seedlings are finally planted!!

All the inhabitants of our pioneering land gathered together to carry out the planting.

Because if you do it in large numbers, it will be over soon, and because of this, I wanted to make it a festival.

That's why they assemble beautifully in a single field.

Most lane, Prati.

Lane two, Ville.

Lane three, Batty.

Lane four, Berena.

Lane five, Puffer.

Lane six, Lampeye.

No. 7 Lane, Gala Rufa.

Proceed in a targeted way.

Me and the monster army are galleries.

When I'm done planting this one, I'll scatter it and plant another plow and do it all at once.

In other words, this first planting is a ceremonial event.

"Yes! Saint! Me, I abstain!!"

Gala Rufa came to declare her abstention before the start but rejected it.

"Please! If I go to a competition like Prati or Ville, they will kill me instantly. Ugh!"

and Gala Rufa complaining in tears.

I'm fine. It's not a competition, and we're all going to work together to plant seedlings.

Competing for speed and all that......

"Ville? Sounds like today is the time for your husband's real wife to clear someone up, huh?

"Thousands of laughs, such as when mermaids are shielded against dragons. Let me show you the difference in character as an organism."

Something was making Prati and Veil say the spark bee.

…………

It's not a competition, is it?

You know that, don't you, guys?

"I was hoping we'd get a chance to get some clarity on who's the best here. I'm gonna shake it."

"My strength and my life are for Lady Prati. We are here to fully support Prati in challenging the world's most powerful dragon!

"Berena! I'll show you what I mean as a demon!

"Of course, Batty! If I pull back here, I won't have a face to match Master Astares!!"

…………

I granted Gala Rufa an abstention.

Instead, ask her to serve as an emergency medical team.

This planting race.

Nothing will ever end. Must be a big deal!?

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