Qili originally wanted to remind her that the chief in a certain world was an ominous thing. Especially the last one, the chief who had a lofty reputation and countless fans, had been in the book for several years.

However, looking at her complacent look, it seemed that the chief and the queen were different, and Qili finally held back and said nothing.

Once the country name and political system are established, the following things will be easier.

The Chiefs' Federation was established under the great chief Karin, and all the existing representatives became chiefs.

Those chiefs with skill or respected qualities were also entrusted with important tasks, including the Orc Star Bian, werewolf Gene, and the vampire Hadoron, forming a three-person elder group to assist the chiefs in handling state affairs.

Karin, the chieftain, was quite a bachelor, and publicly stated to the elders and other chiefs: "You can handle your own affairs. Even when Morquin is not able to handle it, you are also quarreling to draw your sword and come to me again."

"I can help you with any publicity work I usually need to do, but I can help you. In short, I am a mascot, I don't care about it."

Fortunately, the one who really took charge of this country was the Roklian Aid Team headed by Morquin, otherwise everyone would really regret how they found a lazy person to take charge.

There is another special force in the aid team, that is, the Ismart Clan organized by Gronia. These paladins were headed by Oresa, with about a thousand people, who were not sure what to do and believed in, but subconsciously continued to perform their duties of protecting the Brads, so they also came here.

"You can just be the guard of me, the chief, and help me find the Kingdom of Tinniwi, and find new ways for you."

Karin's suggestion gave Oresa and others direction, and they became the first armed force of the United Emirates of the Highlands.

Several outposts and simple fortresses were established along the border, and several Bled people who had entered the Red Union Guard were organized into the border guards, and then they were equipped with several technical equipment. The second armed force was quickly established.

This army is the real work. They will monitor neighboring countries, especially the highland kingdoms in the north. The other party must be deeply dissatisfied with the loss of a large area of ​​land and being occupied by "apart from other people". It is hard to say that they will not provoke conflicts and attempt to regain lost land.

But when they make up their minds, they will find that it is too late to do anything.

The infrastructure teams of the Chilian Assistance Mission have created residences like map editors on the coast, highlands, river valleys and dungeons. For the infrastructure experts of the Chilian Construction Commune, except for the capital Brad Port, which can be regarded as a major project, other villages and towns with hundreds or thousands of people are completely a small-level task.

In order not to turn construction into monotonous and repetitive work, they made detailed plans for each settlement, created a distinctive living environment for residents according to local conditions, and even conducted research on various engineering technologies.

For example, the technology of the construction commune in this area has made great progress. Now they no longer have to rely on the original legion boundary to transform the protective boundary. The self-produced barrier protection radius is only one kilometer long and cannot withstand legendary spells. It is just right to use it in small residential areas.

Not only that, they also tried to add functions such as protecting wind and sand, removing dampness, poison gas, and constant temperature and humidity into the barrier. Chang Hook, the number one figure in the construction commune who came to preside over the construction work, said that after the application of micro-magic theory in the field of magic wells is popularized, the protection barrier will still have subversive changes.

In short, the construction of the United Emirates in the Highlands is renewed every day. Only a few Brad people who were transiting from the ferry base went to Chilian, and most of them went directly to the Highlands, with as many as thousands of people every day.

These immigrants were like being sent to conveyor belts, and as soon as they got off the plane, they were taken to various residential areas by magic trucks. The houses were also built, villages and towns were built, wells and canals were also warm, and wheat flour and dried meat were also available at home. Although there were still many shortcomings in details, they already had basic food, food and accommodation, and even had a higher standard of living than most Brad people in the past.

Of course, everything was built in a hurry, and the level was still much worse than that of Chilian, which was equivalent to ordinary urban residents in this era. After all, this place was not Chilian. To achieve Chilian's living standards, a large number of magic projects had to be built.

Even so, this speed made the Brads... not right. Now they are "New Highlanders". In their imagination, a country must have to go through years of hard work before it can first take shape. They are all ready to live a few years of hard life.

Of course they didn't know that there were aircraft that surveyed the terrain, teams of infrastructure teams that could build a town of 10,000 people in three days, and there were many basic living supplies that Nicole, chief member of the Planning and Development Commission, was worried about the growing warehousing costs. Of course, more importantly, Chilian has accumulated a large number of population resettlement experience in recent years. Resettlement of the Brad people, who are less than the sum of Beta City and Gamma City, is not a terrible challenge.

Most people feel at ease and begin to look forward to their future life, but the chiefs are deeply worried.

After all, the Higher Emirates is not a member of the Chilian Union. The help provided by the company, including food, is aid. After completing the infrastructure of this new country, Chilian Union will not leave it alone. Eliminating the alienated medical team, developing the Chilian Temple of the members of the Chilian Union and various political and military assistance will continue.

But after that, the most basic survival security has to be solved by yourself.

"Don't always worry about food." At another chieftain meeting, Morquin comforted the chiefs: "It is not suitable for growing food here. You can develop a characteristic economy and form a complementary relationship with the Red League."

What kind of food can't be grown?

Experts from the Chilian Assistance Mission came up with a list of loess slimes, magic crystals, various minerals, and spider feeding. This is a primary economic industry tailored for the Higher Emirates based on the survey results of Chilian.

There are also further developments, but then we have to wait until the country has come out of the running-in period and the country is truly integrated before we can look forward to it. At present, the Chilian expects that this country is to provide some basic raw materials and reduce its dependence on the Rolls-Royce Empire and even smuggling trade.

"Even if it is just a primary industry, it cannot be expanded now..."

"It also needs to be carried out with a very basic education so that everyone can become qualified slimes and spider breeders, as well as miners..."

"If Chilian provides tools, it can only digest a small population, and most people still have nothing to do..."

The chiefs talked about the key point, with the support of the Red League, the country would have a considerable population that was idle.

If the Chilian allows the country to survive on its own, the problem will be solved, but the problem that follows is that the country is poor and the people are working hard. This is not what Chilian and the founders hope to see.

"Is nothing to do?"

A leader who has been taking the congregation to the grassroots level spoke, and said with a smile: "You three races are actually very talented in certain things."

The person who spoke was Xia Xiaoan, the "assistant president" of Wan Menghui. It seemed that he had mastered a lot of specific situations, and his words were filled with indescribable power.

He told Hadoron: "Although you vampires are afraid of the sun, they are very sensitive to the feeling of color, especially the impact of color on emotions. At the same time, you are also very sensitive to changes in detail and have obvious advantages in art fields such as painting and photography."

"I suggest you join the painting, photography, director industry, and trust me, you will be much better than others in this regard!"

He said to Gene: "You werewolf are born to be athletics, and using your skills is as natural as breathing. Look at you, even if you have just become a werewolf for a few days, even if it was difficult to kill a chicken as a human before, but now you can skillfully use various weapons and make various difficult movements but still maintain balance..."

"I suggest that you engage in extreme sports, carry out sports such as puppy claw fighting, swordsmanship or indiscriminate fighting. Don't worry, someone will watch it. Our Chilian now needs all kinds of spiritual civilization content that can enrich the people's hearts. You see, even the Blue Dragon has co-organized the Dragon Knight Racing, obstacle race and sky fighting with humans, and now the league has been developed."

When he looked at the Orc Star Spot again, the other party was so scared that he shrank his neck.

Xia Xiaoan said in a more enthusiastic tone: "You orcs are even more versatile! I have heard your orcs' loud voices, which are used to sing the kind of labor songs with a strong sense of rhythm and sweaty smell, which is so infectious!"

"Your body movements are also exaggerated. If you dance a dance that requires high strength and rhythm and does not emphasize skills, it will be as fascinating as the singing!"

"Yes! You orcs are born singers and dancers!"

Xia Xiaoan pressed the table and stretched his neck, his eyes full of desire to eat the star patch, which scared the orc chief so much that he looked around and wanted to ask for help.

Unexpectedly, everyone nodded in agreement. Indeed, the orcs' loud voices and exaggerated powers were not to mention.

Logically speaking, these conditions should be more in line with the needs of soldiers, but when Xia Xiaoan said this, everyone really thinks it makes sense. These conditions are also the basic qualities of excellent singers and dancers.

Star patches felt extremely bad. The orc's ancestor god seemed to be knocking on the coffin board.

He swallowed and asked timidly: "Can you... show it a little, what song you want to hear?"

Xia Xiaoan came out as soon as he opened his mouth...

“My family lives on the Loess Plateau——!”

"The strong wind blows through the slope-!"

"Whether it's the northwest wind or...ahem..."

Xia Xiaoan tried his best to imitate the orc's rough and heroic voice, but ended up choking.

"It's just a little more complicated than the battle song..."

Xingban was a little relieved that orcs were indeed good at singing and dancing, and of course they were all singing and dancing for the purpose of scary people. There were war songs, dancing and war sacrifice dances.

He still had doubts about this: "Can this be...because it as a job?"

Xia Xiaoan laughed strangely: "Work? No! This is a career!"

The boy's face became righteous: "You certainly don't know that a song once sang an evil race that once put down his butcher's knife and became... uh, he embarked on the road of peaceful development, and the world they invaded was saved from this!"

Xingban's heart was turbulent, and he said seriously: "If it is a cause that conforms to the Datongism path, we orcs have no choice but to do so!"

The justice on Xia Xiaoan's face became even stronger: "Of course, we are Wan Menghui! Our path is to make the world more cute, let everyone let go of all disputes and live a happy and laughing life!"

Some people next to him who had contacted Chi Lian earlier, including Morquin, frown and coughed, but no one dared to speak.

The one who had the courage to speak was sitting on the throne of the chief, holding his chin, and snoring little by little on his head.

Xingban felt his blood boiling a little, at least he had a path to lead the orcs to pursue Datongism.

"Very good, we will work hard!"

Xingban patted his chest flutteringly...
Chapter completed!