[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-80":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338543,4572,"Chapter 80: Chief Agricultural Minister!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>Baron Gervas, I’m starting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Milson closed his eyes and began to softly chant in an obscure, arcane language.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Gavis, this seemed similar to a mage’s incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chanting for a moment, green specks of light suddenly appeared in Milson’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green specks drifted down toward the ten wheat plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green dots were absorbed by the wheat, which began to grow visibly before their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned from emerald green to taller stalks, sprouting ears, and finally ripened into golden grains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Milson, that’s enough!” Gavis said with a smile, halting Milson’s meditative spellcasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Milson ceased his chant, slowly withdrew his hands, and opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant he opened them, he looked toward the ten wheat plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the current state of the ten wheat plants, Milson froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… this can’t be… how could this happen…?” Milson exclaimed in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, five of the ten wheat plants would die during growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Milson’s spell merely accelerated the wheat’s growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In simple terms, it only sped up metabolism, offering no additional nourishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if the bird droppings were truly toxic, the five affected plants should still have withered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the five plants coated in bird droppings hadn’t withered at all—instead, their ears were fuller and more robust than those untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This completely overturned everything he had learned before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Druid Milson, actually, your original belief that manure can ‘kill’ crops is correct!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gavis, wanting to recruit Milson as his agricultural minister rather than shatter his faith, immediately explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why is this happening? Is there something special about this bird droppings?” Milson asked hopefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, these droppings are indeed unique—they’ve undergone fermentation… well, essentially, they’ve been disinfected…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, using the simplest language possible and adapting to this world’s terminology, Gavis explained to Milson the purpose and method of composting manure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Using time and heat to kill toxins? So disinfected bird droppings can transform from poison into nutrients!” Milson suddenly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned solemn, and he bowed respectfully to Gavis: “Lord Gavis, the book you read must have been written by a master deeply versed in the ways of nature.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I have a request—could you tell me the book’s title? As a druid, I desperately wish to study this masterpiece!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book didn’t exist, but Gavis carried knowledge from his past life and saw an opportunity to reveal it, letting Milson verify it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Milson, that book is a unique copy; when I found it, it was already extremely worn, and later damaged by insects… and… it had no title.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No title? Then what about the author’s name? Not even that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The author’s name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it was… Shennong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shennong?” Druid Milson murmured the name, as if etching it into his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, Lord Milson, don’t worry—I have an excellent memory. Now that you’re my Stormhold’s chief agricultural minister, whenever I recall passages from the book, I’ll slowly recite them to you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Milson paused, then looked at the young noble with complex emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized at once that he had unknowingly fallen into this noble’s trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Milson accepted defeat wholeheartedly—he truly longed to learn what was in that book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Gavis, I don’t particularly care which lord’s territory I serve in, but I must warn you beforehand…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Milson told Gavis about his past experiences serving two other lordships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Milson, rest assured—my Stormhold will soon become the safest territory on the border. So, not even triple or quadruple increases in grain yield…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even tenfold or a hundredfold increases are perfectly feasible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gavis spoke with great confidence, but Milson said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had warned him of the risks; if this noble wasn’t afraid, then Milson was willing to give the border one final try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Milson, at your service, Lord Gavis!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha! I, Gavis Gail, hereby declare that Druid Milson is now officially the Chief Agricultural Minister of Stormhold!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long live our Lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long live our Lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news that Stormhold now had a druid as its agricultural minister spread rapidly throughout the territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, cheers erupted across Stormhold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the serfs, this was more exciting than Gwys defeating the swamp trolls and beast wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the swamp trolls and beast wolves arrived, they could flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though some might die, it would be only a few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without food, everyone would starve together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they had all experienced hunger—they knew hunger could be worse than death. So, having a druid meant Stormhold would have a bountiful harvest, ensuring they would eat—far more thrilling than anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord, you are truly a wise noble!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord! Milson the druid even lied to avoid your offer, yet you still won him over! You’re magnificent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knights like Migen also kept offering praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t flattery—it was genuine admiration for Gavis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For them, having a druid as minister was as exciting as it was for the serfs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though knights didn’t fear starvation, if the druid could make Stormhold prosperous—and perhaps even elevate it to a viscountcy in the future—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then their own status would naturally rise along with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This time, it was just luck—I happened to know about using bird droppings as fertilizer. By the way, Raymond, Migen, take the afternoon off and rest well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tonight, we’re heading into the Chaos Wastes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Migen and the others blinked in surprise, whispering: “My lord, why are we going into the Chaos Wastes at night? What’s the mission?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I received a report from Chase Moon—the scorpion bandits who attacked us before have returned to their hideout, and they’ve apparently kidnapped someone of high status from the kingdom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tonight, we must confirm this—it could be our chance to eliminate the scorpion bandits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eliminate the scorpion bandits?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the knights’ faces lit up with excitement: “Yes, my lord! We’ll return immediately to rest—we’ll be fully refreshed tonight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not that serious—tonight is just reconnaissance, and we’ll still rely primarily on the Magic Swift Hawks for scouting. You just need to familiarize yourselves with the route, just in case!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Raymond, Migen, and the other knights departed, excited and well-rested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, the third-rank witch apprentice Isabella found Gavis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gavis hadn’t forgotten—Isabella’s potion was due to be completed today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Isabella handed Gavis a small wooden box: “Lord Gavis, as you instructed, using the materials you provided, I’ve completed the Dino Body-Refining Potion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But since I haven’t yet become a full witch, my success rate was only sixty percent—I managed to produce only thirty vials.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isabella! You’ve done wonderfully! Thank you so much!” Gavis offered no criticism, only praise and encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he praised her, the more guilty Isabella felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Gavis had saved her, spent heavily to shelter her, and patiently waited for her to grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The debt she owed him could never be repaid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Isabella, you’re nearing the breakthrough point to becoming a full witch, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1146,"2026-06-20T22:44:01.160Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7e568b72da38db556b72a766768ce2f81ea4395d92ca67f8fc51014093ac5307","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-81","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-79",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]