Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1523 - 1065: Hardworking Villagers, Hardworking Prince

The seaside in February is warm and gentle, the rain is just right, and the fields are full of vitality. Outside Hidden Serpent City, the beans planted in autumn and spring are already nearing harvest time. And at the rivermouth dozens of miles east of the City-State, the cassava fields expanded last year are lush and tall, ready for another round of planting soon.

"Chief Divine witness! Planting a season of beans at the seaside in late autumn somewhat increases the nutrients in the soil. And if only we could bring in warmth-loving soybeans, they could fix more nutrients in the ground and be more suitable for planting in late autumn. After harvesting, they could also be pressed for oil... but alas..."

Beside the bean fields, the villagers from the military settlement were carrying straw baskets, wielding wooden and stone farming tools, weeding the fields, sometimes uttering a prayer to the Chief Divine. The seaside climate was warm and humid, and February already felt like spring on the Highland. In the Olmec Ancient Holy City, the awe-inspiring ritual had already passed a month ago. The Totonac Tribes around Hidden Serpent City had also heard of the "miracle" of the Holy City, reverently chanting the name of the Chief Divine. Amid this sincere prayer, Xiulote returned to Hidden Serpent City, the major town in the east of the seaside, with the Imperial Guard Legion.

"Your Highness, during your absence, I choreographed a shell dance myself... Could you take a look for me?..."

"Hmm? Liuyu, while February at the seaside isn't cold, you shouldn't wear so little. Moreover, wearing only shiny shells has rubbed them red... cough! I have to attend to affairs of state..."

"Your Highness! Do you like the colorful shells? Hehe, I am your soft and sticky colorful clam! Don't you want to explore the wondrous pearl? Wah-wah! Or do you only favor my sister, leaving her pregnant and ignoring me..."

"Cough! It's still early..."

"Wah-wah-wah! So sad, the colorful clam is shedding tears..."

"...! Just once..."

"Alright!..." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

After a few rounds of rain and calm winds, pearls and shells scattered all around, the beauty curled up into a deep sleep, as if truly embracing the pearls. Xiulote rubbed his forehead, lighting relaxing Divine Smoke, letting his mind wander empty. The younger, naive sister, Liuyao, of the Silver Raven Tribe was already three months pregnant, peacefully nurturing the fetus in the city. Yet the mature elder sister, Liuyu, still showed no signs, naturally feeling a bit clingy and eager, though it was understandable.

"Hmm... my fifth child..."

The Divine Smoke drifted upward, Xiulote lowered his gaze, lightly sighed. In the past two to three years of eastern conquest, this well-honed Samurai body exhibited vigorous energy and vitality, along with a potent ability to extend progeny. In the blink of an eye, he would soon be a father of five children, with more to come in the future...

"Ecatl, sometimes, I have the illusion... perhaps the legacy I carry is not the death of the Divine Wolf, but the vitality of the Divine Rabbit..."

"Family Head! The vitality of the Divine Rabbit is a skill many Divine Descendants dream of possessing! Furthermore, having many children and descendants is indeed a divine specialty of the Mexican Royal Family. The progenitor monarch Acamapichtli had more than a dozen children, and predecessor monarch Montezuma I had twenty to thirty children. Even your father, every two years, would add a new brother for you... Having numerous descendants, all promising Divines from various tribes, will surely greatly benefit your ambitions to unify the world!..."

"Ahem! Yes, alright. After a tiring half month, I shall tour the city and inspect the Tribes' garrisoned fields one last time!..."

Xiulote stayed in the city for half a month, diligently "laboring," and comforting the two Silver Raven sisters. Then he led a thousand trusted aides out of the city to tour the east. Everywhere he looked, bean fields stretched, teeming with laboring villagers. Wearing a light cotton robe, he surveyed the thriving fields, recalling the crops of soybeans in the Old Continent, which were far more suitable for replenishing soil nutrients.

"Chief Divine bless! If all goes well, Zuwaro should have already crossed island chains, reaching or nearing the Kamchatka Peninsula! But Kamchatka is tough and cold, he must continue southward, encounter the Ainu or Japanese Clan, to possibly trade for new crops, trade for cattle. Horses and sheep must come from the seaside area of Sakhalin Island, to trade from the Nomadic Tribes. As for the craftsmen from East Asia, that will take long-term planning, slowly coming over..."

Xiulote's eyes flickered with expectations, his face showed anticipation, his heart full of patient waiting. At this moment, he was unaware that the first-phase priests he personally taught at Divine Power University, and the Exploration Captain he personally appointed, Zuwaro, were about to fully utilize their flexible lower limit of actions, bringing him a huge surprise he had never foreseen!...

"Bertade, planting cassava is very important! Increasing food production is the top priority of the Seaside Alliance, it is the true foundation upon which the Kingdom stands. Bringing so many commoners and Tribal warriors from the bottom up, we must feed them well, ensure they can fight for the Chief Divine with peace of mind!..."

The group moved leisurely, soon reaching the rivermouth where the Cuba fleet had once anchored, seeing a vast field of new crops, a vast field of cassava with long stems. Xiulote stood by the cassava fields, refraining from touching them. He gazed hopefully at this high-yield field, gazing at the most prolific crop in the world!

"The cassava around Hidden Serpent City was initially planted by Chiwaco, and now it's been two years. According to last year's report, the cassava has initially matured here, adapted to the soil and climate, yielding 300-400 pounds per mu... Next month, you must personally inspect the expansion of cassava planting! It's crucial to know this cassava's yield can increase significantly..."

"Yes! Your Highness! Black Wolf once wrote to me about this place. The cassava planting here is overseen by Banner Captain Yellowfish, approximately two hundred mu. The Taino on Cuba Island yield about 500-600 pounds per mu. Since we need large-scale planting expansion, we haven't left the cassava long enough to grow fully... This year's cassava planting is estimated to reach 1000-2000 mu! And at this rivermouth, a Cassava Banner will be formally established with a great banner team!..."

"Chief Divine bless, excellent! Cassava is poisonous, whether planted or eaten, indeed requires first cultivating a specialized tribe familiar with it, then spreading across the entire seaside. Once the Cuba route is established, we can transport another batch of the Taino Tribe from Cuba Snake Island, teaching the villagers about cassava planting... This cassava, once planted well, one mu's yield could be equivalent to four mu of Milpa, able to sustain four times the population! Furthermore, it's full of poison, not really fearing pests or birds, and the yield is very stable..."

Xiulote carefully reminded for a moment, repeatedly emphasizing the importance of increasing food production. Then he continued east with several hundred trusted aides, soon arriving at Sunrise River, seeing Sunrise Village. He gazed towards the Great River in the south, watching the upstream river channel disappear into the mountain forest, with the faint green mountains in sight. After a while, he looked at Bertade and smiled eerily.

"Bertade, heading south from here, past the Second Ancient City, are the flat-water city and source-water city of the Zoque Tribes..."

"And if we can navigate hundreds of miles of river channel, past the source-water city, we can reach the true southern seaside, reaching another side of the great sea!"