Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

Three days have passed since the beast leopard was shot in the head.

Inside the Dragon's Nest, Winters looked with satisfaction at the golden land that was beginning to take shape.

The area of ​​the gold mine is already the size of two and a half basketballs, but its shape is not very regular.

Like basketball overalls, or like playing basketball in overalls.

"Jindi is now larger, and we can 'farm' again."

Fine, circular patterns of the sun were flowing across the surface of the golden ground, the result of his three days of continuous nurturing with the power of the Pleiades.

It has expanded several times compared to the original size of the dragon claw, indicating that it is now more capable of supporting the Futian.

Looking at this prime piece of land, Winters thought of the Futian Group system, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

"It's time to teach Fukuda his techniques and start collecting taxes."

As long as Fukuda's cultivation technique improves, he can extract Fukuda's cultivation power and transform it into his own foundation, thus reaping the benefits without lifting a finger.

Just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful.

He already had his choice for the second Fukuda candidate: the kobold leader, Klu.

Not only is Kru loyal, but he also works hard in managing the farmland and mines. He is also quite calm and composed, making him the best seed for his blessed land.

Winters roared and summoned Kru.

Not long after, rough footsteps echoed at the cave entrance.

Kru entered, dressed in animal hide armor. Upon seeing Winters, he bowed and said:

"Owner!"

Winters looked at it silently and said in a deep voice:

"Kru, do you wish to receive the blessing?"

Upon hearing the words "blessing," Klu's face lit up with joy, and he knelt down with a thud.

"Master! I accept your dragon blood blessing!"

For kobolds with only a trace of true dragon blood, receiving the blessing of dragon blood is an immense blessing.

The blessing of dragon blood can not only enhance potential talents, but also extend lifespan, and sometimes even grant special abilities, further transforming the individual into a dragon, bringing numerous benefits.

"No, no, you misunderstand. It's not a blessing from dragon blood, but a special kind of blessing."

  

Winters shook his head, offering no further explanation.

Without hesitation, Kluge immediately stated:

"Your subordinate is willing! Whatever blessing you bestow upon your subordinate, your subordinate is willing to accept!"

Seeing Cree's firm resolve, Winters nodded in satisfaction.

"While I was asleep, I comprehended a special cultivation method in the darkness."

Winters added calmly:

"With diligent practice, this method can lead to steady growth and even break free from the shackles of bloodline, allowing one to advance further."

"Your subordinate is willing!"

Kru wanted to kowtow repeatedly. The opportunity to become stronger was right in front of him, so how could he refuse?

Winters raised his paw, gesturing for Kru to come closer, and a wisp of bright Pleiades magic flowed from his fingertip into Kru's brow.

Having learned from his previous experience of converting Walker, he was extra cautious this time.

The magical power flowed smoothly and gently, slowly coursing along the kobold's meridians, planting auspicious land without harming his body.

The whole process takes no more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn (about fifteen minutes).

Kru felt warm all over, as if he were soaking in warm water, and the infusion was completed with almost no pain.

When Klu looked up again, his previously empty eyes were now filled with a devout faith.

Kobolds belong to a branch of the dragon race, with a thin layer of dragon blood in their bodies. For generations, they have relied on dragons and served them as their lords.

In terms of faith, they have always worshipped a dog-headed god, and the boundaries between divine and political power are clearly defined, with no interference between them.

Such things are very common in Western fantasy worlds; it's not just kobolds, but all kinds of other races do the same.

Theocracy and government each manage their own affairs.

Of course, generally speaking, divine right is greater than political right.

Because there really is a god here.

After Kru was converted into Fukuda, his worship of the kobold god and his loyalty to the lord miraculously merged into one, falling upon Winters.

Winters witnessed this scene clearly, pondering Fukuda's profound wisdom, but remained outwardly calm, and instructed Kru:

"Go and call Walker over."

"Yes, sir!"

Kru's voice was more respectful than ever as he turned and left the dragon's nest.

Just as Krue was leaving, Winters realized that he could probably contact Walker directly with his divine sense.

He just hadn't come to his senses in time and forgot about that.

Soon, Kru arrived with Walker. The two knelt side by side on the ground, bowing their heads respectfully, awaiting Winters' next command.

Winters had intended to begin by explaining the methods of practicing the Pleiades, hoping to teach them step by step in a gradual and progressive manner.

But at this moment, the golden ground connected to the two of them emitted a strange sound, and he was slightly startled before realizing what was happening.

It turns out that after being converted, Futian can not only extract cultivation from them, but also infuse it back into them.

Fukuda was able to infuse his understanding of the techniques and his cultivation into their bodies.

Jindi is a two-way passage.

If it's this easy to teach them, what more is there to say?

He immediately separated two strands of Pleiades magic power, along with his initial understanding of the Pleiades Magic, and injected them into the souls of Kru and Walker respectively.

A flash of golden light disappeared in an instant, and the two of them were shocked. Their eyes were first blank, and then they suddenly understood.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had mastered the introductory practice of the Pleiades Method.

"alright."

Winters raised his head in satisfaction, his dragon tail sweeping across the ground, his heart filled with joy.

Now I can cultivate while lying down!

As long as the two of them diligently cultivate every day, Winters will be able to improve his cultivation level.

After the initial joy, he began to ponder the most crucial question:

How are taxes collected?

To what extent should the cultivation tax be adjusted? Or should it be collected in full?

At first, the thought flashed through his mind—he considered splitting the profits 90/10, or even taking the entire amount and leaving nothing for himself. After all, he was a dragon, not a philanthropist.

His things are his things, isn't that perfectly normal?

But then he rejected this short-sighted idea.

His cultivation level will only increase in the future. If he drains the cultivation of the blessed land people in the early stages, their realm will stagnate forever.

Once you reach a higher level, the little bit of cultivation you extract from them will be completely useless, like a drop in the ocean.

The only way to ensure long-term sustainability is to allow Futian to grow and generate more revenue continuously.

Winters remained silent, lost in thought.

Seeing that their master hadn't spoken, Walker and Kru didn't dare to speak either, but simply stood respectfully to the side.

Combining his memories of his previous life's work with his understanding of Buddhist scriptures during this period, Winters developed a framework of thought.

He set three rules for collecting taxes in Futian in his mind.

First, Fukuda's cultivation level must absolutely not exceed that of Winters, the Lord of Jindi.

If it exceeds the limit, Fu Tian's cultivation will be automatically reduced until it is equal to or below the level of the Lord of the Golden Land, Winters.

This goes without saying; how could a subordinate have a higher cultivation level than the Dragon Lord?

It is neither compliant with regulations regarding appearances nor safety.

Others might not mind, but Winters is petty, and pettiness can lead to big trouble.

Article 2: Taxes shall be levied according to the classification of geographical boundaries.

High-level blessed lands are subject to heavy taxes, even full collection; mid-level blessed lands are subject to a partial deduction of cultivation; and low-level blessed lands are subject to only a small amount of tax, or even temporary tax exemption.

This approach ensures the output of high-value assets while also allowing room for growth in lower-value assets.

Only when the pond is fertile can we catch more fish and eat more meat.

The third rule is that all those who cultivate diligently every day must not waste their time.

After all, the number of fields that can be planted in Jindi is limited, and every spot must be used; laziness means no output.

No output?

What does Winters eat?

Do you drink northwest wind?

Winters frowned as the rules were set.

Such a blatant rule for extracting cultivation is no different from exploitation; it's far too cruel and inhumane.

There always needs to be a plausible explanation, a embellishment, to make it believable and to facilitate his future operations.

Almost immediately, the term "comprehensive education" appeared in his mind.

Where else can one justify the exploitation of living beings more legitimately and openly than the Comprehensive Education Movement?

Winters' lips slowly curled upwards, a faint red light rose in his golden dragon eyes, and his dragon face became solemn and dignified.

He looked at the two people below and spoke slowly, his voice solemn:

Have you heard of the Great Love Dragon Cult?

Kru and Walker looked at each other, both bewildered, and shook their heads slightly.