Starting with the defeated female knight

That's enough for her.

After the conversation, my physical condition was already poor, and after eating and drinking my fill, the conversation further depleted my already limited energy.

By the time Green came to his senses, Ella was already asleep, hugging his tentacle.

Let's talk about the rest outside.

After a moment, Green moved Tanya outside the cave and talked to her about other things.

"The demonic tide has ended, and those who left before will eventually return..."

"But we've already seen the situation outside; 'not good' doesn't even begin to describe it. It's simply terrible..."

"This child probably had to come back early because of his half-orc identity, and then... he became like that."

"If things continue like this, even if others come back, their situation probably won't be much better than hers."

"After all, the demonic tide broke out too quickly. Even if Lady Cecilia did her best, she could only avoid some casualties at most. As for the rest... she was powerless to do anything about it."

The tentacles with eyeballs were slightly bent.

You want me to take them in?

"Yes."

Tanya nodded.

“I admit I have some selfish motives, because there might be some people I know among them, and I want to help them, at least to help them survive.”

"The Empire won't care about them, everyone knows that. Even the Church won't like poor bastards like us from the border."

"But I am not begging for your pity. Even if you take them in, they should at least be loyal to you, just like us. If you have any other requests, I can convey them to you, and even if you refuse, I will have no complaints..."

Okay, let's do it that way.

Before Tanya could finish speaking, Green interrupted her and patted her head with his tentacles.

No need for so many explanations, I believe you.

Furthermore, I also feel that there aren't enough people in the camp right now.

What Green said is true.

Logically, after resolving the chaos within the camp, with proper division of labor and a gradually more orderly and skilled working environment, their work efficiency should increase significantly, far surpassing their initial level. Therefore, there shouldn't be a shortage of personnel.

But what's that saying again? Once you've had one or two, you want three.

If it were the original Grimm, who had the intention of observing humans and understanding their situation, he would definitely be very satisfied with the current humans.

However, after he discovered in practice that this group of people could be truly transformed and commanded by him, and even genuinely helped him, his thinking gradually began to change.

Since we've already started climbing the tech tree, why not aim higher?

Since we're already researching how to build structures, why settle for something just "good" and not just go for something big?

The more you get, the more you see, and the more you want.

So even though this group of people has been educated and reformed by him to the point that they are at least beginning to resemble humans and can meet his most basic needs.

But precisely because of this, he saw more possibilities and had more things he wanted to try.

It is obvious that although this group of people has gradually stabilized and can meet his basic needs, the number of people is limited. Even if the efficiency is high, there is a limit to what can be handled at the same time, and it cannot support more.

Taking in those refugees would not only demonstrate goodwill and appease Tanya, but also create more labor...

This is a win-win choice.

He won twice.

However, there's a prerequisite.

The tentacle tapped the ground, its gaze gradually turning cold.

I hate trouble.

If you come here, you have to follow the rules.

I don't want to waste my breath on this.

"I see."

Tanya placed her hands on her chest, bowed slightly, and said earnestly.

"Please rest assured, I swear on my soul that I will do my best to supervise and educate those people."

"Perhaps I cannot guarantee that no problems will arise, but I can guarantee that even if some unexpected noises occur, you will never need to take action personally."

"And it's not just me; everyone else in the camp is also willing to carry out your will."

After a moment of silence, the tentacle bent slightly and gently stroked her cheek.

【That's good】

Volume One: Chapter Seventeen: Work is Work, Life is Life

Although he said it in a serious tone, Green didn't actually care much about it. He just wanted to make it clear in advance to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

For example, if some refugees think he looks a bit strange and insist that he is an evil god, they might fight to the death to destroy him.

If you don't just grab him and kill him, he'll get annoyed, but if you do grab him and kill him, you have to consider how other people will feel.

Therefore, it is necessary to take precautions in advance.

After finalizing the follow-up plans, Green and Tanya both got back to work.

After a considerable period of adjustment and development, although the new 'camp' is not yet fully completed, the general plan and some basic elements have already taken shape.

This area, from here to here, is where you will live in the future; it's the residential area.

[That large wasteland to the east of the living area is yours to grow things. I've already turned over the soil with my tentacles, but what to plant, how to plant it, and how much each person gets is up to you. As for the name, let's call it the Farming Area.]

In addition, there are several areas in the cultivated area that I have specifically reserved and marked. These are places suitable for the growth of special plants, so please pay attention to them.

[A little east of the cultivated area, there's another piece of land that I plan to use as a livestock area later. I think that needs no explanation, right?]

The new bathhouse will be built next to the training ground so that you won't have to take such a long detour to the old bathhouse after training.

[Besides that, I also plan to group blacksmith shops, tailor shops, prop shops, and the like together, and call it the Industrial Zone...]

In fact, Green had also considered whether to create a theater cultural district or a commercial district for them.

But even these things are already far beyond the limits for the small number of people in the camp.

In fact, during the discussion, Tania and the others unanimously stated that the blueprint provided by Green could easily accommodate thousands or even tens of thousands of people, let alone the people in the camp. Giving it to them was truly a waste.

The reason for this plan was not that Green had considered absorbing other refugees from the beginning, but rather it was purely out of sheer whims.

I've been playing single-player games for who knows how many years, and my only form of entertainment is playing games like DIY games.

Now that he finally has some other form of entertainment, and can also exercise and test himself while doing so, he naturally becomes interested.

[Whatever, if no one's around, I'll just stuff my tentacles inside and see if I can come up with some new models.]

By the way, although I've planned a lot, there's still quite a bit of empty space. If you have any other needs or ideas, please feel free to let me know.

However, the only response he got was silence.

Because no one else knows what else they can do.

After all, in the beginning, they just wanted to build some thatched huts and make do with what they used to do.

But after Green got involved, not only did they not have their original plans, but everything they had never imagined was thrown at them by Green.

Now, even disregarding Green's kindness, they really have no need, or even can't think of any need at all.

but......

"We want to build a church."

After a period of discussion, Tanya spoke up as the representative.

"Faith and service in your church."

Should we build him a church?

After thinking for a while, the tentacle did not refuse.

Well, it's rare for them to make a request, so let them have their way.

[Being believed a couple of times won't hurt them, so it's good to give them some emotional comfort.]

So that was settled.

After finishing their work-related discussion, Green turned his attention back to the cave.

Atop layers upon layers of fleshy tentacles, a petite wolf-eared girl knelt on the fleshy wall, extending her retracted claws and touching the tentacles hanging in front of her repeatedly, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Didn't I tell you to stay put? Why are you out again?

The flesh-pink tentacles wrapped around her waist, binding her up, and then slowly dragged her back to the cave where she had been, placing her back into the pool of slimy tentacles.

Throughout the entire process, Ella did not resist or show any discomfort. She was obediently carried back, and even after returning, she rubbed her body against the fleshy walls made of tentacles, making 'gurgling' sounds that sounded very comfortable and enjoyable.

It's warm here.

It's safe here.

There is enough food here.

The Tentacle Master treats me very well.

Although she is far from mature, Ella certainly couldn't have been completely without anything, given that she was a half-orc and had survived for so long in the Empire.

Perhaps it was an innate talent for beasts, or perhaps it was an ability that she was forced to develop later in life, but in any case, although she could not even speak clearly, Ella's intuition was exceptionally sharp.

Goodwill, malice, food, danger...

She could easily detect and distinguish these things just by the smells in the air.

She had only ever smelled this warm and soft scent on her mother before.

In addition, considering the situation within the empire, in her mind, humans were the most terrifying monsters. In comparison, these soft tentacles around her seemed much safer and more welcoming than humans.

She liked it here, and she liked these tentacles.

Thinking about this, I felt sleepy again.

She gently rubbed against the fleshy wall, then casually hugged a tentacle. She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep in no time.

[...It feels like I've raised a puppy...]

Looking at the wolf-eared girl who had fallen asleep again, Grimm felt a little uneasy.

He initially thought that since the orc's name contained the character for "person," and the child looked almost exactly like a human, he assumed the child was just someone who looked a little strange.

But after observing for a few days, he discovered that the child was less a strange-looking person and more like a wild beast in human skin.

Whether in speech, behavior, or habits, it resembles something that is essentially a wild beast, striving to imitate human behavior.

This made Green wonder, if even half-orcs are like this, what are the orcs in this world?

An untamed, purebred wild beast?

......

"Of course not, why would you think that?"

Nighttime, in the wilderness outside the capital.

The investigation team, returning from their field trip, is slowly moving towards the capital.

At the very front of the group, Edith stroked the tentacle in her arms and whispered softly.

"Orcs are also an intelligent race, and a very small, large group recognized by the capital as having culture and wisdom."

"However, I can roughly guess what happened in the situation you described."

"Imagine a pure-blooded human who is constantly excluded from mainstream society, unable to communicate with anyone, and unable to learn anything, living day after day in the mountains and forests, keeping company with wild animals... What would she become?"