Refugee Processing

"Ah, so you stole my grain, give it back!"

"You stole my money! Give it back!"

The person Lynn had just hit was now discovered to be a thief, and everyone immediately understood why Lynn had hit him earlier.

These thieves were immediately despised by everyone, forcing them to slink away and hide among the other people.

Lynn's expression, combined with the buffs to his body, exuded immense pressure.

While everyone else was busy working, Lynn put on his armor and picked up his sword. The other Knights also donned their armor, signifying their status.

Thanks to Lynn's show of force, the scene was quite orderly. Occasionally, soldiers saw their relatives, but they merely exchanged glances without speaking.

Lynn's men, the burly Knights, stood their ground. The remaining soldiers, armed and armored, dared not make any small movements.

Everyone was searched, not a single piece of iron was left behind, along with their grain.

Those people were herded into an open space within the city, forming a refugee camp that was extremely crowded, with people packed shoulder to shoulder.

Everyone was at a loss, while soldiers surrounded them in the open space like enemies, holding their Spears. They could only look at each other helplessly.

"Mom, I'm scared."

"Grandpa, Grandma, these big uncles took all the food, what will we eat?"

Lynn was, after all, a Noble, and a human.

On one side, Orcs were eating people, and on the other, a human lord. They had no other choice but to come to Lynn.

Perhaps there was still a chance to live here, rather than be eaten.

There were several thousand refugees this time, and the female workers managing the registration books were exhausted.

Their food supplies were also varied: some had only black bread, some had beans, and some even had meat.

After inventorying these supplies, Lynn found that they were just barely enough to get them through the winter.

Since they were mostly old, weak, women, and children, the territory's extremely skewed population ratio of 90% male was forcibly corrected to a normal ratio, with males even becoming fewer than females.

An idea sparked in Lynn's mind: could he find a way to utilize these "useless" people?

The war criminal Lynn thought this.

Since he had already experienced that there was no unconditional love in this world, why should he show mercy?

If they died, it would also save on population.

However, Lynn then reconsidered. Great Britain allowed even 5-year-olds to have jobs; why couldn't he?

Immediately, Lynn decided to start his Slime Factory plan.

Slimes could be made into clothes; it was entirely feasible, so he would develop the textile industry.

He already had the technology to process Slimes into thread; he had already researched it.

The technology to extract oil from Slimes could be researched.

Slime silicification, Slime plasticization, to create daily necessities.

Thinking this, Lynn already had his next steps in mind.

That evening, the citizens received their porridge and gradually calmed down.

Lynn stuck a pair of chopsticks into the porridge, assuring everyone of its quality.

As the weather grew colder, the ground became too hard to dig, frozen solid. The bricks Lynn used for building houses could no longer be fired. Fortunately, Lynn's logging efforts had never stopped. Coupled with his soldiers' experience in construction and the labor of these thousands of people, houses were quickly built.

After all, they were just dormitories, with hundreds of people living in each house.

At the same time, while engaged in these activities, Lynn also caught several people still engaging in thievery. Lynn dealt with them entirely according to the constitution.

For those who repeatedly refused to mend their ways, Lynn directly initiated a public trial, executing them under the banner of democracy.

This was the first time these refugees understood what a democratic trial and legal judgment were.

Compared to complete rule by man, where everyone secretly cursed the lord for being inhuman.

With such a trial, they were utterly speechless. It was well-reasoned and logical. Furthermore, because it was a democratic trial, decided by vote, combined with Gerd's propaganda and the societal aversion to wicked people, everyone was convinced.

At the same time, it completely proved the credibility of Lynn's territory: his word was his bond.

With the forest resources here, and Lynn's continuous charcoal production, there was no need to worry about heating; in winter, they could simply stay put.

After a few days, everything settled down.

At least internally.

"Mom!" Anna hugged her mother, "I didn't expect to see you again."

Anna's mother hugged her daughter and also saw Dania behind her. "Children, are you doing well?"

Dania and Anna looked noticeably better than their mother. After being bought by this lord, they seemed to be doing well.

But why were there no slave collars?

"Anna, Mom, you're hugging me so tight I can barely breathe," Anna's older sister reminded her.