Because of Aningsbe's unusual population structure, there was no way to distribute the land by household.
So Lynn chose to implement a preliminary land distribution plan. Everyone would receive a plot—not too large, not too small, just enough to reach the limit of what one laborer could cultivate.
Three mu of land per person was enough to exhaust an adult man.
On the plain outside the city, where the forest had just been cleared, Lynn and his people were dividing the land into plots. Each person would get three mu, and a wooden sign bearing their name was planted on each plot.
"Is this for real? The lord is actually giving us land?"
"This is so strange."
Everyone murmured among themselves. After becoming slaves, they had met a lord who abolished their slave status and gave them land. What kind of fantastical story was this?
Something so utterly outrageous had truly happened to every single one of them.
Lynn led the others in measuring the land and hammering in wooden signs with names written on them. They also used cheap Slime liquid as a marker to delineate every inch of the plots.
Once they were done, Lynn wrote up the prepared papers and stamped them.
"Here, this is yours." Lynn picked up a piece of paper and wrapped it in Slime. He also used magic: [Slime Silicone, brought to you by the Blondy System.] Think about what the fallen heroines of the Blondy System might need.
Lynn had developed another use for these materials. Slime had an extremely unusual composition.
First, like rubber, it could be magically processed into little toys.
Slime was also a kind of Demonic Creature, and it was alive. Its liquid was poisonous, so it could be used to extract poison.
To put it simply, Slime was a living rubber creature. Its body absorbed water and was sticky, and in this world, most glue came from Slime.
As for silicone toys, no one had developed them because Slime liquid was poisonous, and no one dared to use it.
Lynn, on the other hand, had learned how thanks to the thousand uses for Slime taught to him by the Blondy System.
Literacy hadn't yet spread throughout the territory. Lilim was still working hard to teach people, so most of them couldn't read.
But they treated the paper like a treasure. The lord had said this was their land.
That frail old man tremulously accepted the paper.
I have land?
I have land?
I have land!
Everyone was incredibly excited.
Some people even kissed the land after receiving their papers.
Happiness came from comparison.
If this world had countless serfs and slaves, and someone came along and gave you land, naturally you'd be eternally grateful.
People needed spiritual and material sustenance, and now Lynn had provided both.
The spiritual sustenance was Aningsbeism.
The material sustenance was this land, along with the free houses that would be built.
"Here, this is your land." Lynn took out two papers and handed one each to Lilim and Dania.
"I get one too?" Lilim asked, dumbfounded.
"Why do I get one, Master?" Dania was even more bewildered. "I have land, but I don't know how to farm."
Lynn stretched. "I call this treating everyone equally. Once Aningsbe develops, your land might be worth ten thousand Gold coins~"
Everyone received land in this equal distribution, except Lynn himself.
Lynn believed that the highest form of control was not to own the world, but to put it all to use.
As the land was distributed, Aningsbe began to change.
The Dwarves gathered together. Smith held his paper as he and his brothers looked at one another.
Smith couldn't help exclaiming, "Have I met some kind of saint?"
Kief sighed too. "We spent half our lives earning money and still couldn't afford a single plot of land. Then we became slaves and met a saint who gave us land. What kind of fantastical story is this?"
Among the Dog Demi-humans, those Dog Demi-humans actually gained loyalty because they weren't as clever. They soon accepted the idea of being Aningsbe people, even though they didn't know what Aningsbe meant. They only knew that Lynn treated them well.
The humans—the human race, Lynn's compatriots—were doing all right. Not all of them believed in Lynn's ideology, but most did, and they were far more cooperative.
As things gradually settled down, the territory's daily work became land development: cutting down trees across the plain and turning them into charcoal for storage.
They also quarried stone nearby to use for defending the city.
As for searching for Minerals, since Lynn couldn't spare any guards to protect the Dwarves, they hadn't gone into the mountains to look for ore.
During this period, Lynn also went to the fortress and bought back some more Food Grain and supplies.
That included Black powder.
Black powder had originated from alchemy. This world had no alchemy, but it did have the art of refining potions.
Since these people didn't know how to mix it in the ideal proportions, they treated Black powder entirely as fireworks.
After all, it had taken hundreds of years from the first appearance of Black powder in history to its becoming mainstream.
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