After being affected by the huge earthquake in Slann with the purpose of destroying the Skaven, the dwarf nations have been shrinking for a long time. It is no longer easy to maintain the status quo. How can anyone study how to implement internal checks and balances to curb development?
"Perhaps, there is no way to reform this group of young adults now? Ideological education still has to start from childhood."
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Various methods have been proposed in previous lives to solve the problems caused by national integration, but none of them can be called perfect. Snorri himself pondered for a long time but could not come up with a good choice that both wanted and wanted.
"In the process of compiling teaching materials, the concept of 'Southern People' was proposed to weaken the differences in language, customs, etc. in different regions. Then we determined the various types of sacrifices, the integration that should be integrated, and the abolition that should be abolished."
In fact, various human forces can believe in different gods internally. Even Bretonnia, which has the strongest church power, has official support for its sacrifices to the goddess of mercy, Thalia and the sea god, Mannann, in addition to the Lady of the Lake.
When the Southland was founded, only the Lake God and Sigmar sects were large-scale. The conflicting parties were very clear and could still be mediated. But with the rapid development, the worship of other gods also took root in this new continent.
The shrines of almost all the gods of the old world can be found in the four fortresses at the center of the region: Ulric, Myrmidia, and Moore. After witnessing the strangeness of the Land of the Dead, some short-lived species who were unwilling to accept death even discovered the sacrificial methods of the gods in Nehekhara who had fallen into dusk.
Snorri didn't know if Settra was behind this, but no matter what, it was better to trust them than Nagash. He himself has also tried to spread the faith of the dwarf gods among humans, but so far only the mother goddess Varaya and the engineer god have gained some audience.
Under such circumstances, a harmless joke in the original residential area may trigger a large-scale fight, and it is purely unclear who is right and who is wrong.
"I don't need to completely eradicate the problem, I just need to alleviate the contradiction and buy me enough time to develop the Southland and even the integrated mountain kingdom."
Looking at the white paper in front of him that had been repeatedly scrawled, crossed out and rewritten, Snorri encouraged himself secretly. In this extraordinary world, there is no market for convincing people with virtue. As long as you are strong enough, you can overwhelm opposition and make the problem disappear.
"Humanity's problems are like this. The future development can be planned from the three dimensions of myself, Nandi, and the whole clan. How long will the cycle be? Five years is probably only enough for the beginning. It will be difficult for one year to pass the beginning. It’s the same.”
The experience and lessons learned from a certain period in his previous life told him that he needed to avoid leapfrog development as much as possible. It was difficult to even grasp the tycoon who had descended from heaven to dominate a generation, so what did he have in mind?
"For me personally, breaking through the realm of demigods is undoubtedly the main goal. Now I can scare laymen by being stuck on the threshold, but when I encounter a strong opponent, I have to reveal my prototype. As for building the spiritual vein building, I can look for the remaining fragments of the artifact later. , in the end it is better to rely on oneself than relying on external things.”
The more Snorri wrote, the harder he pressed, and the pen was broken without even realizing it. He couldn't help but ignore the status of a demigod. Only after he stepped into it could he be said to be truly qualified to prepare for the end of change.
"The Southland is mainly about internal affairs, maintaining the momentum of development and eliminating those problems. The war on the Wood Elves and the Northern Expedition in preparation for Otrax are not for me to play the leading role. I am just playing the drums and training the troops."
"Across the dwarf nations, alas, newborns take far longer to grow than humans, and the benefits of increased fertility have not yet had time to show up."
Turning back to look at the map behind him, Snorri let out a long sigh to suppress his inner impulse. On the dwarves' own maps, red broken anvils are used to identify lost hillforts.
At the junction of the Old World and the Southland, red signs, large and small, are huddled together. It once provided countless valuable mineral deposits to the Mountain Kingdom, but now it is called a bad land and has become a green-skinned world.
"Balin, contact Brian Bronzebeard and ask him to come back to see me. The sooner the better!"
In order to solve the population problem, he needed to recapture the Eight Peaks Mountain. The Andegrand clan learned from their failure and the lives of their people that in order to recapture the Eight Peaks Mountain, they must at least control the surrounding fortresses at the same time.
Over the next few days, Snorri attended to government affairs while waiting for Bryan. Bloxon's sudden report made him realize that he had to go back to the old world. The energy core needs to be sent to Riptide Pass for further research and actual testing. The importance of repairing the Rune Colossus is self-evident, and Snorri needs to ensure its safety.
"Welcome back, the King of the Southern Land, I think I need something to moisten my throat. The wind at high altitude is still too strong for the sons of the mountains!"
Three days later, Brian's bright copper beard appeared in the office of Plateau Castle. Seeing Snorri smiling with amusement on his face, veteran Jianghu such as Brian couldn't help but blush.
"I assure you that every gold coin is spent where it should be! I used Karak-Azur as a base to form an expedition team, and then divided the troops into two groups, exploring Karak-Azgol along the way. Then go deep into Bafeng Mountain."
The explorer's eyes were bloodshot but his spirit was very high. After gulping down half a barrel of beer, he began to tell Snorri about his harvest. Without the need to raise funds by writing books, the bills he reported made even those who were not affected by money-hungry syndrome feel heartbroken.
"Let's talk about Dragon Cliff Castle first. Its situation is simpler. Although the great Skoff ended the dragon disaster, the fortress was no longer habitable after repeated destruction. A small group of guys claiming to be his descendants and The adventurer built a small stronghold halfway up the mountain, and while fighting against the greenskins, he tried to find the remaining treasures in the fortress."
Brian took out a few sketches, allowing Snorri to understand them more intuitively.
"I communicated with their leader and obtained a lot of information. However, they seem to have, or must have, some problems. I swear on my beard, I am not trying to slander any compatriot, but the people of Tiefengbao The elders share my view.”
"It makes you feel weird. Could it be that they have pointed ears?" Snorri laughed, and he began to wonder if Brian had not gained much and was preparing to make up stories to raise funds.
"They form a secret society and believe in an alien god called Goraz. Those, let's call them compatriots, claim that this guy is in charge of wealth and glory."
"What? Say it again?"
Snorri was shocked. He never expected that it would be his turn to be robbed. Before he went to harvest and plunder other people's beliefs, someone had already entered his private land!
