Eternal Night Knight

Here is Felen.
In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.
Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.
Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.
From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.
In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.
Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.
An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.
The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.
The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.
Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.
Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy.
...
In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.
Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

"That's correct," Gaven nodded and then shook his head, "This is also a temporary measure. The food gathered from the Spring Bud Forest is also limited. To fundamentally solve this issue, self-sufficiency is necessary. However, the Rocklands have relatively few lands suitable for cultivation due to the terrain, which are scattered; but through intensive farming, most needs can still be met. The issue is that Gnolls excel in mining and truly lack talent in farming."


Toward the end, Gaven showed a wry smile, "The first batch of grains we planted was simply by digging a hole and burying the seeds. They grew wildly on their own, and I have no idea how much we will actually harvest."


Lord Virginia appeared pensive upon hearing this, and she followed Gaven's train of thought. It seemed that he was eyeing the Fae Race in the Spring Bud Forest, especially the Pikespirit, a natural-born Druidic race. No one could be more suitable for farming than them.


Chapter 138: The Sacred Land of the Gnolls_1