The Most Ideal Crop

Linsey dined with the people.

Although people knew that the Lord was away, they were still curious about it.

During the meal, Linsey told everyone about the Cinnabar Mine, which could be considered a preview of the expansion of enclave territory.

When the mealtime was almost over, Hammer rushed over to report on his work:

"Lord Linsey, during your absence, the population of the territory has continued to grow rapidly. This rate... even far exceeds my previous estimates!"

Linsey nodded to indicate that she understood.

"That means we need to plan for new housing."

"This is simple. We'll go there now. Just tell me the number of people and the space that needs to be reserved later."

Linsey stood up, Hammer followed, adding to the description as he went:

"My lord, that's not all!"

"Our food and livestock supplies also need to be urgently increased; the existing Garbage Station are also becoming overburdened; in short, our territory needs to be expanded outwards by a large area!"

"So that means we need to do architectural planning again," Linsey realized. After confirming the work, he called out to Hammer, who was about to get busy, "Hammer, don't rush off, I have something to show you."

Linsey held the Golden Oat in her hand:

"Look, these are the new crops I've cultivated."

Hammer was somewhat curious.

But he was just an ordinary person and naturally couldn't see the special properties of the [Golden Oat], so he could only tentatively ask:

"Then, just like before, select a few plots in the Farmland for trial planting?"

Linsey shook her head:

"This is not just a trial planting; from now on, it will be the main crop of our territory."

This attitude made Hammer realize the importance of the ear of wheat in front of him in an instant.

His expression also became solemn:

"Are there any precautions to take when planting this type of wheat?"

Linsey replied confidently:

"It is almost the ideal crop, as long as it is not too wet or too dry."

Hammer was also in charge of the previous plant handovers.

He remembers clearly that Linsey would introduce the advantages and disadvantages of various plants from multiple perspectives, showing an extremely detailed and serious attitude towards this work.

But this time...

His Lord, however, only used the word 'most ideal' to describe him.

"..."

Hammer blinked.

He realized that the [Golden Oat] in front of him also felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Lord Linsey, I understand, I will definitely..."

"Hey! Is there no food left already?" Just then, a discordant complaint rang out from the side, "Beautiful lady, I've been working so hard lately! Even if you left me an extra pork leg, I could eat it all!"

Linsey and Hammer turned around at the same time and found Hilude crying with her head in her hands.

She became so engrossed in organizing the materials, especially the secret events recorded by the messenger, that they attracted her attention.

During this period, besides attending classes during the day, Hilude spent her evenings in the library organizing materials.

And now.

Because she was so engrossed in her work, the young writer arrived at the cafeteria after lunchtime.

The cafeteria staff did leave her a bowl of rice.

But for Hilude, the amount of food an average person eats doesn't seem to be enough.

Right in front of the woman serving food, Hilude expressed her true nature in the manner of Fallen Artist.

She didn't pressure the cafeteria staff.

But the other party is still difficult to deal with. After all, Hilude is a teacher respected by everyone, and she has even taught them!

Linsey couldn't help but smile and walked over:

"Hilude, stop complaining. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Hilude looked up instantly, her tear-streaked face replaced by a sly smile:

"Really? Then you'd better keep your word!"

"By the way, Linsey, besides that barbecue, you must have other foods, right? Use your skills to make me more."

"You're really not being polite," Linsey remarked, then pushed Hilude's wheelchair. "Hammer, come over here too, and while you're at it, call a few strong young men to move all the seeds I've prepared to the Farmland."

After giving Hammer his instructions, Linsey turned to look at Hilude:

"It's been a few days now, how's the data organization going?"

Hilude nodded first, then shook her head:

"There are many stories of minor squabbles among the awakened ones, but few are of any use."

Linsey replied:

"Then tell me the parts you found useful."

Hilude began reporting her findings:

"First, there's a Righteous Walker called [Heart's Edge]. He believes that the bloodline of the King of the City of Law cannot be desecrated and hopes to enthrone Princess Yanafeien as the new ruler. This guy's skills are at the Eighth Stage, and he wields considerable City of Law Faction."

"Then there's someone called 'The Walker.' He believes that the City of Law should prioritize the people, and everything else is bullshit. So he went head-to-head with the one above and was also a ruthless character at the Eighth Stage."

"Then there's [Steel Hand], a Law Knight who believes everything should revolve around the law. Decades ago, he thought we should first revise the laws to fit the new era before discussing anything else. So he doesn't see eye to eye with the previous two, and he's also an Eighth Stage knight."

"These three are the most powerful. Besides them, there's also the East..."

Hilude was about to continue speaking when Linsey stopped her abruptly:

"Okay, wait a minute!"

"This information has absolutely nothing to do with the Moon Weeping Mountain Range, and it's not helpful to our current work at all."

Hilude smiled gently:

"But if you go to the City of Law in the future, these things will definitely come in handy."

"..."

Linsey remained silent for a moment, but then accepted the offer.

"Thank you for reminding me. This information is indeed something I need personally."

Hilude continued:

"Linsey, Eighth Stage being is not someone you can deal with by those opportunistic gadgets."

"Having information in advance is of paramount importance."

Linsey nodded slightly and continued pushing the wheelchair forward.

As he pondered the future, he happened to see those children playing in the Banyan Forest.

This time, their mother did not come to arrest them.

The children were full of energy as they chased and played around.

Linsey, who was considering improving her personal skills, had a flash of inspiration when she saw this scene.

He suddenly spoke:

"Hammer, I have an idea."

Hammer moved closer:

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Linsey continued:

Let's hold a Sports Meet.

"For example, running, speed, long jump, high jump, these are competitions of athletic ability."

"The atmosphere at the camp will definitely be better with people watching this sporting event!"

Hammer spent a lot of time figuring out the meaning of the Sports Meet.

He didn't understand the changes that such a sporting competition could bring to a territory, so he asked questions based on his own understanding:

"Shouldn't the identities of participants be restricted for this kind of Sports Meet?"

Linsey shook her head:

"No restrictions, just separate the projects for ordinary people and awakened individuals."

"Yes, I understand!" Hammer accepted the task.

He planned to take notes in his pen.

However, Linsey spoke again, disrupting the nascent idea in his mind.

"Hammer, there's one more thing."

"Please speak."

"Add one to the promotion."

"What?"

"I want to participate too."