The population increased by 3565.

Increases the daily increase in Faith by 20%.

Increases daily food consumption by 1/5 in the city.

The number of administrative jobs increased by more than 33 per cent.

……

All right.

The above data is not a systematic materialization, it is Tonatiu's own thoughts.

With some power of faith, a wave of great miracles has come to the suffering troll refugees to clear them of their sickness and pain.

Then tell them in the voice of the god Loa that only Tonna and Tiu are the true supreme and supreme gods of Loa.

The other gods of Loa are only minor gods who live in their light, and those who trust Natiu can dwell in Zutona and become a member of Zutona.

No surprises.

In an instant, Tonatiu received a great deal of reciprocal power of faith.

Trolls are very easy to believe in gods, otherwise they would not be able to give birth to a Loa from a large troll tribe, although such a Loa is often weaker, that is, a stronger divine beast.

The belief of a few tens of thousands of trolls can raise an ordinary and powerful beast to divinity, although this is a sign of ignorance in the eyes of many high-ranking racial civilizations, but isn't such a belief terrifying?

Trolls are definitely the most devout of the various races in Azeroth, though their higher-ups often abuse the god Loa.

But that's because these Luoa gods are actually very weak, and they will be treated like this when they are seen by the troll elite.

The belief of ordinary trolls in Loa is generally the extent that Loa dares to commit suicide if they let them die.

What's more, these troll refugees have seen the "miracles" with their own eyes and experienced the "miracles" firsthand.

God's city and people are ready to accept them, and if they don't believe it, then they're not trolls.

The icing on the cake is nothing like a charcoal in disguise, as these troll refugees have endured several times more suffering than the Sandblood tribes back then.

Being saved in the boundless darkness, facing the dawn of the darkness that saves them, can easily turn believers into fanatics.

There was a process of deepening the faith of the sand-blooded trolls back then, and it slowly became as fanatical as it is now.

But the refugees experienced a hundred times more misery than the lucky Sandblood tribes, and they converted and deepened their faith a hundred times faster.

Almost instantly, there were more than 2,000 devout believers and more than 1,000 fanatical believers.

This speed.

Gee...... It's so cool!

That's how he feels now.

That's why he's so willing to accept young and old trolls, and he's willing to accept members of these other trolls who don't quite understand some of the troll higher-ups in Zutona.

The young troll refugees have little knowledge of the world, but they have suffered a lot. If someone is willing to save them, give them food, give them faith in the gods, these children will definitely become devout believers in no time.

Older trolls experience more, and the older they get, the more they fear death in an unknown country. There are real gods who can make them believe, and they can easily become fanatics.

Young troll, physically strong and young. Belief in the gods is not as quick and devout as the first two.

The old trolls are a bit of a burden to the troll clan, but to Tonatiu, the old trolls are the treasure.

Souls who have lived for so long but are lucky not to die, they only need to be pious in their faith. The units of faith power generated by such souls are several times higher than those of young trolls!

The power of faith brought by 10,000 pious old trolls is even more than that of 100,000 young trolls.

If these souls had a bit of wisdom and a hammer of battle, they would be a great treasure that all soul-related spellcasters and priests could only dream of.

"Got it arranged?"

Tonatiu asked Zangar who had returned from the makeshift refugee camp.

The troll refugees are sent to a new makeshift camp by the Aztec River, where they will stay for a while to get used to the atmosphere of Zutona and the climate of Angolo.

At the same time, they will be involved in the work of their new home, and when their new home is completed and they are initially integrated into Zutona, they will move out of the temporary camp.

"Your Majesty. They all moved in. Food was also sent to them, and then every two days. ”

"Good. Extra guards around the camp to keep wild beasts out of the way. Don't be stingy with the food provided, our food was very adequate. ”

"Yes. Your Majesty. I think I also need to get the trolls of Zutona to help them and lead them. This will make it easier for them to integrate into Zutona as soon as possible, and it will also allow the original Zutona people to accept them more quickly. ”

"Very good offer. That's it. ”

The two were followed by a group of troll guards, talking softly as they walked towards the town hall.

"Children under the age of twelve were selected from among them. Send them to the Tonateu Academy to study with the original children. ”

"Well, I'll do it, Your Majesty."

"They have to work too. Except for the mother who was nursing the little troll, too old and too weak. All the other trolls have to assign them jobs. For the stronger, let them participate in the construction of their new home. If you are weaker, let them help you to cultivate the land together. ”

"Your Majesty's will will be carried out."

"I can see that there are more or less young and strong trolls, and this part sings them out as well. I'm going to ram up the desert project, and I'm in dire need of soldiers. Send these trolls to the bootcamp to train, I hope they can fight for Zutona. ”

"This is Your Majesty's mercy."

"That's right." As he spoke, Tonathiu paused and said to Zangar:

"In a while, I'm going to go on a trip to the Great Desert. I'm going to talk to our business partner, Zangar. Zutona pleases you. ”

Zangar also paused, and his increasingly intelligent pupils showed a slight worry:

"Your Majesty, the desert is the territory of the Sandfury. There's nothing but sand there, and we can stay here forever and take all the desert trolls who want to come. It's a place where we can all live well. ”

"And those little greenskins can't fully believe it, I can see that they are very greedy."

Hear him say that.

Tonatiu condescendingly patted the old troll on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Zangar." Our cause is great. I've told you a long time ago that the gods Tonna and Tiu will be the gods of all trolls. Spreading their glory is the life's work of all trolls. No matter how difficult and dangerous things are, we have to do them. ”

"What's the danger of just going to Gakison, and not going too far."

"Don't worry!"

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