Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 618 - 265: Thunder Titan

Boom~

A sudden thunder boomed from the sky, as if it exploded by the ear, startling most people within the territory.

Lear withdrew his thoughts from contemplation, instinctively looking up, only to see the horizon’s edge, where lightning madly flashed.

Forming a sea of thunder.

The rumblings began to occur in succession, each louder than the last.

His eyes showed a hint of gravity.

Thinking of the special intelligence refreshed on the 20th... On the 30th, the Thunder Titan will reconstruct the Thunder Temple.

Just this brief piece of intelligence is as valuable as or even exceeds 4 Stars; it’s the last of the three special pieces of intelligence.

Now it’s already the 29th, clearly not far from the appearance of those ancient mythical creatures.

No one can know the impact that the re-emergence of the Thunder Titan will bring.

It’s not only because these mythical creatures have immense influence but also represents... the world heading into the unknown.

The Thunder Titan has returned, will those equally terrifying mythical creatures, ancient giants, Chaos Demon, Supreme Angels, Five-Colored Dragon... also reappear?

Even those vanished, fallen ancient divine spirits, will they revive once more?

This world has stretched for tens of millions of years, experiencing more than ten eras, and no one knows how many terrifying existences lurk in the darkness over this long history, or how many divine spirits have prepared for revival.

Not to mention all, even if only a small part of them recover, it will cause monstrous waves!

After the brief eruption, the sea of thunder quietly returned to calm, leaving a multitude of lives shaken.

Seeing this, Lear’s gaze deepened.

It’s time to make early preparations...

His figure flickered, appearing directly in the City Hall.

Just then, Bain, the Chief Civil Officer, was walking from the side with a group of administrative personnel, evidently preparing to return to the City Hall for a meeting.

Upon seeing Lear, he immediately placed his hand over his chest, posture humble and respectful, bowing.

"Good evening, Your Majesty..."

Lear nodded.

"Are you discussing the issue of thunder? That sea of lightning is the creation of a mythical being... the Thunder Titan."

"Those ancient beings will descend again tomorrow."

Bain was taken aback.

"Thunder Titan?!"

This creature, only existent in myth and legend, is still alive!!

"Exactly, the entity will also reconstruct the Titan Temple..."

"Your Majesty..."

Bain was greatly shaken by this news, taking a long time to recover.

"Please guide us on our path forward..."

This creature was beyond the limits of his imagination.

Lear spoke slowly.

"No need to be nervous, just handle your duties, I will take care of the matter of the Thunder Titan."

With this reminder, Bain immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes!"

Speaking, he remembered something and continued to report.

"Your Majesty, we were just discussing the need to expand new farmland areas, requiring more manpower..."

"Okay, you can arrange these trivial matters... You’ve worked hard during this period."

"Your Majesty, serving you and working for Weilu City is my honor!"

Bain stood tall.

From a prisoner, a lowly slave, to becoming the Chief Civil Officer of a territory for tens of thousands, the identity change is truly contrasting.

All of this was bestowed upon him by Lear, even using life to repay it would not be enough.

Lear nodded, just about to speak, suddenly feeling something floating down before him.

Instinctively reaching out to catch it, he focused his gaze, a snowflake fell into his hand, turning into cool water as soon as it touched the skin.

Snow?

Looking up at the sky, at this moment, fist-sized snowflakes, like cotton, were slowly falling, almost everywhere in sight...

Those cotton-like snowflakes adorned the green vine tops instantly, creating an image reminiscent of pear blossoms opening overnight.

Bain stared dumbly at this scene, then abruptly returned to his senses, his voice trembling.

"It’s, it’s snowing?!!"

The Wilderness is a place where it never snows, even in winter, the temperature stays above twenty degrees, with rare instances at ten degrees.

Are the creatures on the Wilderness never seeing snow in their lifetimes.

"Your Majesty, the weather has changed!!"

Though Bain had already learned of this news in advance, when it truly arrived, it still made his heart tremble.

Heavy snow, signifies that... food will inevitably be reduced in yield!

Though Swamp Wheat can adapt to cold and hot climates, heavy snow will affect its growth rate.

Originally able to harvest in two months, it may now extend to four or five months.

This, for the territory, is undoubtedly a significant impact.

Lear looked at Bain, whose mind was unsettled, and said in a deep voice.

"No need to panic, we’ve prepared in advance!"

Bain immediately found his backbone, his mind settling as he spoke firmly.

"Your Majesty, I’ll mobilize more manpower to continue the farmland expansion..."

Lear nodded.

"This is just one aspect, the weather has already changed, the coming month will undoubtedly become even more extreme."

"You must notify people in advance, prepare warm clothing, and ensure all residents are psychologically prepared."

"Yes!"

"How is the current food storage?"

"The 10 granaries constructed by the Vine Fairy are fully stocked."

"Calculating based on each person consuming 1 kilogram daily, it can sustain consumption for 100,000 people for 3 years!"

Bain spoke with intense confidence.

"Additionally, the current farming area is approaching 100,000 acres... Even if Swamp Wheat’s growth cycle extends to four or five months, it is enough to sustain consumption."

"Even expanding the population to 50,000 would be sufficient!"