When he came back, the Warlord seemed much more relaxed.

The demi-humans clearly noticed this too. As soon as the meeting ended, they eagerly surrounded Ethan, dragging him into the adjacent conference room.

This was a matter of life and death; they hoped someone could guide them through the chaos.

Ethan was that beacon of light.

Originally, they followed the Warlord's footsteps unwaveringly, but now the war situation on various fronts clearly showed that the Warlord's battle strategy had gone wrong, especially the division into four legions. The grand claims before the war to clear out all rebels within months had completely collapsed, leaving the legions isolated and vulnerable to being picked off one by one.

Particularly when the Warlord executed the Grand Commander in front of everyone, all demi-human officers completely lost confidence in him.

After all, the Warlord was merely the Apostle of Kaisaros, unable to fully represent the Father of War himself.

The demi-humans believed that if the Father of War himself led this battle, they wouldn't be in such a passive state.

Perhaps the Warlord's eyes were clouded with age; the fact is no one knows how long he's lived.

From the results of the last two meetings, Ethan and Kane were clearly the ones who could truly bring them hope.

"Ethan, since there's no one else here, how do you view this war?"

"This war will soon be over."

Upon hearing this, the conference room fell silent.

Although rumors have been frequent recently, the impact of these words coming from Ethan was undoubtedly much greater.

"Will we be victorious?"

A demi-human asked somewhat uneasily.

"From a long-term perspective, yes."

Ethan believed that ending this meaningless war was a victory in itself. In the coming time, the world's culture, economy, and technology will thrive, and as the indigenous people of this world, demi-humans will naturally benefit from the material progress. Besides, this war had nothing to do with the territories of civilization; before the First Epoch, the concept of nation hadn't emerged, these two groups have been fighting for nearly a hundred years purely due to differing beliefs.

The only losers of this war were the Old Gods, who were isolated from this world.

However, the demi-humans interpreted this differently.

They thought for sure Kane had brought back the Spear of War, changing the war's course.

And soon, he would return.

The morale of the officers revived under Ethan's encouragement, "Ethan, what do you think we should do now?"

"Pay attention to personal hygiene."

Clearly, the wind element also pinched its nose, disliking the stinky atmosphere, and Lindong even directly took a leave claiming a stomachache.

A reform was urgent.

First, it should be mandated that everyone bathes twice a day, once after practice, and once before bed.

Moreover, they should brush their teeth frequently. Those whose front teeth carry large cabbage leaves or meat scraps when they speak shall be punished, forcing them to brush their teeth thirty times.

Additionally, there were no battles recently, so during leisure time they could use their racial strengths to study some handicrafts, agriculture, and manufacturing knowledge.

This speech left the demi-humans looking at each other.

It didn't sound difficult, at least simpler than fighting, and without any danger.

But the biggest problem was that it had nothing to do with fighting!

If the old-eyed Warlord saw them forsaking their duties to farm, he would surely flay them alive.

"Ethan, are you sure?"

"This strategic concept is called preparation for war."

Ethan spread advanced strategic thought to these prehistoric demi-humans, "Since the war will eventually end, you will become the first to prepare for the post-war world."

As they say, victory and defeat are common in the military, the key is how to view failure with the right perspective.

It's like being eliminated in the first round of a match, but just by changing your angle, you can become the front-runner for the next season's preparation.

"I see, we should prepare for war!"

The demi-human officers suddenly understood.

On this day, the demoralized demi-human army once again burst with passion.

Under the guidance of advanced preparation thinking, each soldier discovered their unique qualities.

Even though they retreated in defeat on the front lines, unable to even see the enemy recently, they would never lose in fields like breeding, farming, tailoring.

Could those Elemental Shapers farm?

No, right?

What a bunch of bookworms!

"What have you spread to them this time?"

Lindong witnessed the transformation of the demi-humans and couldn't help but ask Ethan the probing question.

She had recently found a pattern, whenever a reform happened, first check whether it's Ethan's doing.

She saw the lively scene this afternoon.

Farming, sewing, and even a pen of pigs being raised.

Unknown to others, it meant this was the birthplace of agritourism.

The only thing that satisfied her was the air quality improvement, at least it didn't reek of sweat as soon as one stepped out.

"Actually, since yesterday, I've been pondering something."

Ethan leaned against the railing, overlooking the bustling scene on the playground from the second floor of the strategic command center, he even saw the demi-humans fencing off areas, initiating infrastructure work for the first time since coming to this land.

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