Work Hard!

Linsey finds it difficult to describe her current feelings.

These few Reconnaissance Personnel from the Green Swamp actually knew about the gold, silver, copper, and iron deposits!

And they are willing to hand over the information!

For Linsey, this was as absurd as casually swatting a mosquito at night and finding out it turned out to be a state-of-the-art bionic reconnaissance aircraft!

But we're already here.

There's no reason not to accept a gift that's offered to you.

Linsey then opened the map and asked the Perceiver in the cage:

"Since you know, just tell me all these places."

"By the way, describe the environment around the mine as well, in as much detail as possible."

Compared to the caution shown towards the Green Swamp and the Snake King.

The perceiver in the cage had very low sensitivity to minerals; he answered decisively as soon as Linsey spoke:

"A month's journey west of the Yarrow Camp, there is an iron mine that has existed for decades. It is controlled by a Human Tribe, led by a Fourth Stage Awakened."

"Heading northwest, further away, about a month and a half's journey, there is another iron mine. However, there are fewer people occupying it, and the leader is only a Third Stage guy."

Linsey didn't want to show her eagerness, so she listened quietly to what the other person was saying.

Of all the minerals, the Perceptor values iron ore the most.

He listed the locations of five iron mines before he began to recall the gold, silver, and copper deposits.

"Further on... well, gold mines, I guess."

"That insect is lurking behind the mountains, about a five-day journey away, where there's a gold mine. However, the mountain roads there are rugged and the environment treacherous, making it extremely difficult to develop, so no one has claimed it. The next gold mine is to the southwest, but that's very far away, at least a three-month journey..."

Linsey noted down these locations one by one, and also inquired with the local forces stationed at the various mines.

Iron and copper mines are now the most sought-after minerals on this Wasteland.

Although a few gold mines were occupied, most were abandoned.

When Civilization is destroyed to a certain extent, even gold, which should theoretically retain its value even in times of chaos, loses its value.

After finding out the situation.

Linsey put away the map and her notes, then turned and went back to her house.

With this information, the plans he needs to make next are much more complicated than when he first returned.

Hilude followed, pushing her wheelchair. The young writer looked on with a curious expression.

"Linsey, you've finished gathering your information. What are your plans for dealing with them?"

Linsey replied without hesitation:

"Lock him up first."

"Simply bestowing favors is certainly not the way to govern a city. Having these few role models in prison serves as a reminder to people."

Linsey went back inside and opened the map.

He certainly couldn't know this himself, so he also had to take out ordinary paper maps and prepare several copies for the people who would be carrying out the work in the future.

"First and foremost, it must be a gold mine, as that's the source of funding for the construction."

Linsey took out a pen and paper and pointed out the locations of several gold mines.

Of all the potential targets, the mountain gold mines near the Insectoid Tribe became Linsey's top priority.

His skill allows him to easily carve out paths through mountains.

The terrain issues can be resolved quickly, not to mention the benefits such as concealment and friendly support.

Once the gold mines are successfully mined and the gold is continuously transported back, it can be used to mint corresponding gold coins. At that time, a large number of level 2 buildings will be unlocked, and the development of the territory will immediately advance by leaps and bounds for a period of time.

However, apart from that.

Another mineral is also a key target.

"Iron ore."

Linsey's pen paused in the due west direction.

Iron and copper ore are both materials for making tools or weapons, making them especially important in the Wasteland. And the iron mine closest to the Banyan Forest, a month's journey away, is currently being occupied.

"A deal? Negotiations? Or... war?"

With a multitude of thoughts surging through her mind, Linsey suddenly felt overwhelmed.

The treatment of the Insectoid Tribe involves the hope of the Second Base, which requires him to lead the team; the planning of building the three-dimensional city also requires Linsey himself, who has Architecture knowledge; plus the development of iron and gold mines, he can't possibly do all three at the same time by himself.

"But these tasks are all important and urgent right now, and none of them can be neglected."

Linsey frowned, and Hilude spoke up:

"Linsey, haven't you ever thought about delegating this to your subordinates?"

Linsey instinctively wanted to refuse:

"How could that be? They've only been training for a short time..."

Linsey's voice suddenly stopped.

Putting aside the other more troublesome tasks, this iron mine, which is only a month away from the Banyan Forest, is truly an opportunity!

At this distance, both camps should have heard about the situation in the Banyan Forest to some extent.

Coincidentally, Hammer had also trained a team of envoys.

Sending envoys there would be a perfect opportunity for them to hone their diplomatic skills. As for the envoys' safety...

"The soldiers trained in the territory will eventually have to engage in actual combat, so it's beneficial for them to get involved in missions sooner rather than later."

Once Linsey had an idea, Hilude started teasing her from the side:

"So? Have you figured it out?"

Having figured things out, Linsey glanced back at the young writer:

I've figured it out.

"And don't worry, haven't they said there are fewer students in universities lately? I'll give you a new task right now."

"Well?"

Hilude looked bewildered. Linsey dragged her to the table, where she saw a blueprint spread out in front of her.

The young writer glanced at it twice and immediately recognized what it was:

"Is this the city planning map you've been studying recently?"

"It's just a preliminary draft," Linsey explained. "Next, I plan to lead a team to the Insectoid Tribe to smooth things over. So, Hilude, regarding the city's construction plan—as an artist of the Seven Seas Alliance, you at least know a little about architectural design, right?"

Hilude realized the work that lay ahead of her.

Her face stiffened, and the madness in her wine-red eyes vanished instantly.

"I understand, but my main job is as a writer."

Linsey didn't care about any of that; he simply continued to press for answers calmly:

"Can you draw?"

"..."

"Able."

After a few seconds of silence, Hilude admitted that she had such an ability.

However, she then made another request:

"Linsey, of course I can handle this kind of work. But can I go with you to those insect nests? You see—I can handle drawing blueprints on the way."

Linsey pointed out the window.

Hilude looked in the corresponding direction and the university's towering stone vaulted ceiling immediately came into view.

The girl stared blankly at the incredibly familiar building, then heard Linsey's decision:

Even if fewer people go to university, your teaching cannot be interrupted.

"Didn't you say you were willing to accept punishment? Then stay at the base and do a good job!"