CHAPTER 262: CHAPTER 168: YOU ARE MY INCARNATION (5K)

Compared to the satisfaction gained from grinding skill experience.

Fishing allowed Lynn to immerse himself in a peaceful atmosphere.

Away from the bustling town, surrounded only by the gentle rustle of weeds stirred by the breeze.

And the sound of the Acadia River flowing ahead.

Such an environment gave Lynn a sense of unexplainable comfort.

It was enough to calm his mind, thinking about the future development of his territory.

The most basic development construction of his current territory could be considered initially completed.

From the very beginning, a grassland overrun with wild wolves and boars to the current small town.

From initially being the only one clearing weeds and trees to now being a lord with 5,600 townsmen.

From initially relying on boiling Viper with clear water for food to now having planted over 50,000 acres of barley and grown a large amount of peas in the land.

From initially using Fishing Cages to catch river fish to townsmen now maneuvering small boats on the Acadia River to fish with nets!

From initially using flint tools made from flint blocks to discovering an open-pit iron mine, using four blacksmith workshops to conduct large-scale iron forging!

There is also a dwarf proficient in forging assisting him in crafting armor and weapons!

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Thinking of these, Lynn’s mind began to fluctuate.

However.

The emotional fluctuations lasted only a moment.

Pushing those distracting thoughts aside, Lynn’s mind began planning for the future.

First, the population of the territory!

Although there are 5,600 townsmen in the territory, surpassing the population of nearby Morgan Town.

But, for Lynn, it’s still not enough.

Whether it’s the three mineral veins or the several handicraft workshops, further expansion of production scale, input of more labor, and enhancement of output efficiency are still needed.

Secondly, the production of standard plate armor.

The 800 blacksmith apprentices led by Ehrelo, through this period of division of labor and familiarization with positions, have seen a significant improvement in production efficiency.

Yet, the daily output of standard plate armor is still only ten sets.

It is now the end of November.

Lynn’s original plan was to produce 900 sets of standard plate armor before December, allowing soldiers to familiarize themselves and adapt to the weight and constraints of the armor.

Lynn glanced at the [Resource Management] panel, and the current warehouse storage is barely over a hundred sets!

Even if he waited another month, and the production efficiency of the blacksmith workshops improved somewhat.

The daily output of ten sets, combined, is still not enough to arm the current soldiers!

The blacksmith workshop scale must be expanded, and the output of standard plate armor increased.

Then, the hospital.

The hospital is still under construction; once Colin completes it, dozens of townsmen will be dispatched to Old John for teaching, and it can begin preliminary use.

Next, various craft workshops for making miscellaneous items.

The fishery and shipyard have been completed.

With nets and small boats, there are thousands of pounds of river fish harvested every day.

Enough river fish to make smoked fish and use fish oil to make candles and oil lamps.

Then, there’s Guy’s ranch.

Now at the onset of winter, preparations must be made for dry hay and feed for the poultry and livestock in the ranch.

However.

The previously reclaimed ovel 50,000 acres of wasteland provided a large collection of wild straw and weeds, entirely sufficient for the poultry and livestock’s consumption and use.

Moreover, during the summer harvest, over 900,000 pounds of peas were harvested!

So much so, it’s enough not only for the poultry and livestock but also ensures the townsmen don’t have to worry about hunger.

Lastly, and most importantly.

Military expansion!

Currently, there are 800 soldiers in the territory!

Lord Guards, 100 archers, and 500 soldiers.

This comprises the entire armed force of the territory.

Though it seems a lot, compared to Marquis Duca’s nearly 100,000 strong army.

It’s but a drop in the ocean!

If Marquis Duca’s army pressed on, what would tall ten-meter-high walls and several meter-thick castles be but brittle obstacles under the iron hooves?

The military must expand; every effort must be made to expand!

Once the necessary buildings on the territory are mostly completed.

He needs to draw more healthy and robust men to join Rose’s soldier training.

As Lynn was planning the future in his mind, the fishing rod in his hand jerked suddenly.

Lynn instantly snapped back and looked toward the reed float on the river surface.

The float had completely submerged in the river water.

Without any hesitation, Lynn quickly lifted his fishing rod.

At once, a noticeable weight came from the fishing rod.

Lynn raised his eyebrows, grasping the rod with both hands, quickly stood up, and began to step backward slowly.

The weight from the fishing rod made Lynn feel it was at least 20 or 30 pounds!

Lynn paced along the riverbank following the movement of the river fish, engaging in a tug-of-war.

However.

Lynn found that the sensation of the river fish’s movement in the water not only hadn’t weakened but had grown stronger.

Moreover, although he quickly moved to the riverbank’s edge, his wooden fishing rod bent increasingly more.

Like a full bow’s string.

In the next moment.

Lynn’s brow furrowed, his fishing rod snapped with a ’crack’ sound, breaking in the middle.

The silver-white color just surfaced was instantly dragging the broken half of the fishing rod, diving back into the river water.