Island Master, Do You Want Flying Dragons?

The old beastman's eyes lit up.

"Can you help the various tribes build houses? What they have is far too backward."

"Of course." Wu Heng nodded with a smile.

The old beastman grew interested as well. "Tell me more. I think this is a good idea."

Unlike human nations, the orc tribes outside Luntam City existed in the form of a federation.

Each tribe existed independently, yet they belonged to the same race.

Other than when facing a common enemy, the tribes fought one another constantly.

Thus, in the eyes of humans, orcs were crude and barbaric.

Yet the orcs possessed abundant resources and a sizable population, both of which Wu Heng valued.

He wanted to use the pressure brought by the Yeke Kingdom this time to connect the orcs with Luntam City as well.

Wu Heng explained his thoughts to her.

The old beastman nodded repeatedly.

After he finished, she said, "I'll return and discuss it with the various tribes. We'll give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Alright." Wu Heng nodded.

The old beastman drained her cup of tea, rose, and left.

Wu Heng saw her out of the Lord's Mansion and waved goodbye.

Night fell.

Wu Heng told Wen Mansha about his conversation with the orc shaman.

"Are you worried we won't be able to withstand the Yeke Kingdom's attack?" Wen Mansha asked curiously.

"No. The troops I've arranged are enough to resist the Yeke Kingdom. But when we confront them head-on, we also need to consider the orcs. If some fool wants to imitate the Warhammer Party and seize the city, that would be troublesome too," Wu Heng replied with a smile.

"That makes sense." Wen Mansha agreed.

"The second point is to use this opportunity to give Luntam City more influence among the