I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 40 The Dream of the Bear-Beastman

The chief of a tribe cannot be called a "king".

Clearly, Zi Yi knew this as well.

He thought for a moment and then said, "More food than we can eat; more land than we can grow crops; houses big enough to house many people; and people filling those houses. And a staff that only the chief can carry."

"Supplies, people, and the scepter," Li Moss summarized simply, then asked, "What do you think is most important to a kingdom? Tell me them one by one, from most important to least important."

Zi Yi was taken aback.

"Phew! Chief! The people have been moved in!"

Eight goblins carried the bear-orc into the chieftain's cave.

Zi Yi looked inside the cave.

The harvest was almost all piled up on the north side, he pointed to the south corner.

"Put it over there."

"good!"

bump--

The goblins carried the bear-orc to an open corner and put him down before leaving one by one.

Li Mosi looked around and saw that the corner where the bear-beastman was located was empty, so there was nothing wrong with it.

However, the sound of the bear-beastman landing on the ground woke the saintess.

She was so bored she had fallen asleep long ago.

"Hmm?"

She looked up blankly, surveying her surroundings with unfocused eyes.

After the goblins left, Zi Yi looked at Li Mosi again.

He was somewhat puzzled: "A wooden staff? No, it should be supplies?"

"Supplies like food are indeed necessary, but they are not the most important thing for the kingdom."

Li Mosi shook her head.

"Think about it again."

It seems like there are two options, but in reality there is only one.

The old goblin silently looked at Zi Yi.

Zi Yi asked in confusion, "A person?"

In his mind, food was what they desperately needed right now.

The wooden staff is a symbol of leadership and is very important.

People... were a bit of a problem not long ago.

Li Moss began, "It's 'human nature'."

As he spoke, he picked up the ink stick and wrote two Chinese characters on the ground.

"Human nature?"

Zi Yi repeated his doubts.

Li Mosi began to explain to him: "This character is called 'ren,' which means 'person.' This character is called 'xin,' which can refer to the core beating in the chest, or it can refer to a person's thoughts and will. A person's ideological identity is the most important thing."

Zi Yi frowned, looking at the black characters on the ground.

Why are these two things represented by a single drawing?

How could this craftsman have such knowledge?

Hearing the conversation between the master and disciple, the saintess slowly shifted her body and sat up.

She looked at Li Mosi's profile.

The craftsman's eyes remained as open and honest as ever.

He wasn't repeating what he was saying; he was expressing his own understanding.

To believe that material possessions are not the most important thing is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After a moment's thought, Zi Yi asked, "Is a person's thought the most important thing?"

He was quite certain that his teacher was not referring to the heart.

"That's right, the most important thing is to gain people's approval and acceptance."

Li Mosi nodded and wrote two more characters.

"In my country, territory is called '天下' (tienka), which directly translates to 'under the sky'."

Zi Yi looked up at the cave above her head, then looked at Li Mosi.

The old goblin nodded gently: "Master, your country must be very large."

"Ughhhhh!"

Li Mosi didn't say much, but the saintess couldn't wait to start a conversation.

She just couldn't understand it.

No, which territory would dare to use that name?

When nobles name their territories, they usually first use their own surname to name the core area, and then only mention the areas they can reach in other places.

For example, "Shannan Manor" and "Linwai Town".

The Papacy only dares to call itself a "nation". Although the Papacy's influence extends throughout the continent of Futan, many noble territories and forbidden areas are not actually controlled by the Papacy.

At most, it restricts noble lords from expanding recklessly.

Who on earth dares to call their territory "Under the Sky"?

The forbidden land was also under the sky, and so was the deserted sea.

Doesn't that mean everywhere is his territory?

Li Mosi turned to look at the saintess: "Quiet."

That good-for-nothing Haki Saint is lucky to be able to audit classes without paying tuition, yet he keeps spouting nonsense.

Perhaps it was because he had been running around all day and had spent time with Ziwang Hongwen that he was tired from working for the saintess.

She didn't continue covering it up.

He frowned and fell silent.

Li Mosi turned to Zi Yi: "Unite people, get them to agree with your ideas, and obey your orders. That's the foundation of a nation."

"Land can be developed from unclaimed land, or it can be seized from others."

"Food and housing can also be grown and built by oneself, or taken from others."

"But whatever you want to do, you need people to do it."

Li Mosi proposed solutions for the different choices Zi Yi had mentioned.

Then he added, "You forgot to mention one thing, which is the power sufficient to protect and rule the kingdom."

"One person's strength is limited; one cannot rule the entire kingdom by oneself. You need someone to help you execute your plans. When the kingdom is large enough, you also cannot protect the entire kingdom by yourself; you need someone to help you guard it."

"Master, what about this scepter?"

Zi Yi instinctively grabbed the wooden cane beside him.

My teacher seemed to have deliberately avoided it.

The old goblin spoke up, "It's just an ordinary wooden staff. Your father told his people that he gained power after coming into contact with this staff, but in fact, he had it from birth."

"No wonder I didn't feel anything special..."

Li Mosi continued, "Even if this wooden staff is ordinary in itself, as long as the person who holds it is extraordinary, its symbolic meaning becomes extraordinary."

The old goblin nodded: "If an ordinary goblin were to hold it, it would just be a wooden stick. Before learning to make javelins, all goblins carried wooden sticks."

"But this is in accordance with the 'propriety' I mentioned earlier."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yi and the old goblin both looked at Li Mosi again.

"Courtesy is also a rule that unites people's hearts. When you accept this wooden staff, you will truly become the leader to whom the goblins absolutely obey."

"But the important thing isn't the wooden staff." Li Moss changed the subject. "Think about what you did before you took the staff."

He helped Ziyi recall.

"By sharing your blood, you gain close followers. To distribute your harvest is 'benevolence'."

"When distributing food, you eat with the goblins. You share the pork and the bean porridge. They obey your orders and are rewarded. This is 'righteousness'."

"It was because you embodied benevolence and righteousness that many goblins came to accept you. That's why you were able to take the staff and use rules, or 'etiquette,' to make them obey."

Zi Yi opened his mouth slightly, looking as if he had just realized something.

By reviewing what he had done over the past four days, Li Mosi finally understood the meaning behind his actions and why he was able to become the leader.

The old goblin nodded gently, a smile on his face. "Master, what's next?"

Li Moss pointed to the prisoners outside.

"Next, you must use the principles I have taught you to manage those prisoners. Make them close to you, trust you, and worship you."

Closeness, trust, worship...

That sounds good.

Enlian felt like she was having a dream.