Chapter 552: Development Plan
Chapter 552: Development Plan
"Lindsey, you're treating them like royalty in prison, feeding them well and keeping them comfortable. Are you hoping to win them over to serve you?"
Lindsey awoke from his slumber early in the morning.
Every morning, as Lindsey exercised and studied, Sylph would start pestering him.
During the day, Lindsey could have her assist in educating the villagers.
But at night, there was no way he could let her roam freely while he slept, so he naturally locked Sylph up in the shop.
At this moment, hearing the girl writer's question, Lindsey merely rolled his eyes at her.
"What else am I supposed to do?"
Sylph reminded him, "They were planning to attack this place, you know."
Lindsey spoke bluntly, "This is how life is on the Desolate Land. Even if you took a few of the original villagers from the camp, they might have done the same. It's the harsh reality of this world, and you know it."
"My goal is to develop and expand this territory. In the face of this goal, people are always of utmost importance. I can't possibly force the existing villagers to do nothing all day and only stay at home to have children, can I?"
"Even so, it takes time for children to grow up!" Sylph pointed out.
Hearing this, Sylph leaned her head against the back of her wheelchair. "Do you think these people can be converted?"
Lindsey, artists have the ability to perceive emotions, and you know this better than I do," Lindsey said without even glancing at her.
Sylph chuckled and fell silent.
In fact, over the past few days, there had been other Wildland Hunters or wanderers who tried to take advantage of the situation.
However, most of them were exposed by Sylph in advance.
Then, Lindsey forcefully 'invited' them back to the camp and imprisoned them here.
After a few days...
Taking the example of the earliest prisoners, like Dune and the others.
Even with their freedom restricted, they had completely fallen in love with the worry-free life in the Banyan Grove, and their previous fears were subconsciously forgotten.
"..."
Seeing that Lindsey was no longer paying attention to her, Sylph smiled slightly, shrugged, and wheeled herself over.
She noticed that Lindsey had finished translating the ancient scrolls and had switched to a clean sheet of paper, on which he drew dense lines.
"What is this...?" Sylph asked curiously.
"Lindsey, I remember you have incredible observation skills. This doesn't seem very useful to you, does it?"
Lindsey lifted his gaze, "I have ways to confirm terrain and discern directions, but ordinary people can't."
"Once the camp is running smoothly, I plan to send out other exploration teams to search for mineral deposits and useful wild plants in the surrounding areas. After all, I can't guarantee..."
Knock knock knock—
At that moment, there was a knock on the door downstairs.
Then, Hammer called out from outside, "Miss Sylph, are today's bones ready?"
Hearing the call, Sylph's mouth twitched, and her eyes showed displeasure.
Sylph said to Lindsey, "Lindsey, they say heroes love beauties, but you just leave me to work tirelessly without considering..."
Lindsey coldly uttered a single word, "Get out."
Sylph was very satisfied with this, "Okay!"
Saying this, Sylph wheeled her chair down the stairs, making a loud clatter as she went straight to the first floor.
She went to the door, and together with Hammer, they headed to the backyard.
With the production line activated by Sylph, the remaining bones from yesterday were processed into bone powder to enhance plant growth.
Upstairs, Lindsey heard the sounds of work coming from the backyard and put down his pen.
He stood up and looked out the window on the second floor.
Sylph, though having lost her previous abilities, still possessed the skills of a Seventh Stage Awakened, which served as her most valuable asset. Even when it came to skills like Production Line, she quickly mastered them and took charge of the task.
"It's a good thing I unlocked the Production Line skill," she said. "Otherwise, with all the resource consumption in the camp, even an abundance of Essence wouldn't be enough."
"Indeed, thanks to the sun-powered electricity!" Lindsey sighed, turning to look at the other side.
To the north of the banyan forest, fields were set up in the gaps between trees. Villagers who had learned agricultural knowledge through the Village Square were working diligently in these fields, cultivating crops.
Lindsey had also brought three frost-resistant crops from the Hidden Frontier, which were now growing in these fields.
The domestication and cultivation of local crops, however, took place in Lindsey's own courtyard.
"Essence!"
"If only I could level up a few times and have more resources, how wonderful would that be?"
Lindsey couldn't possibly convert all the crops into resources. However, with the bone powder produced by the Production Line, the growth speed of crops like wheat and cabbage was significantly reduced.
Lindsey carefully observed the expressions of the villagers working in the fields. They showed no signs of complaint. Instead, they held a genuine sense of respect for the rapid growth of these crops, which also reflected their growing admiration for Lindsey.
The clean and tidy houses, the comfortable environment, the ample water supply, and the abundance of food—these were all part of the Banyan Forest life in the Desolate Land world. To enjoy such a life in this harsh world was something ordinary people wouldn't even dare to imagine in their dreams!
Lindsey nodded slightly and sat back down in her chair. She propped her chin on her left hand and began to sigh, "But at this rate, the gold coins won't be enough."
"My Law of Gold, can't you ask the world's rules for a favor and come back to help?"
Lindsey was currently worried about her economic situation. In the wild and desolate land world, there was no normal monetary system. For early-stage buildings like the Stable and Blacksmith Shop that required gold coins, Lindsey had to pay out of her own pocket, but as the territory expanded and development continued, the demand for gold coins would undoubtedly increase significantly.
When that time came, it wouldn't be a problem that her personal funds could solve.
"Robin Hood?"
"Redalertmoney?"
"GreedIsGood999999?"
"..."
"I guess I understand why even Primordial Demons in myths are obsessed with gold. This stuff truly has a bewitching charm!"
Lindsey organized her thoughts. She picked up her pen and, on the edge of the freshly drawn map, in addition to searching for mineral deposits and wild fauna and flora, she wrote a note in bold: Search for Gold Mines.
With that, a rough map was completed. The next step was to form a team with people who had the Map Reading Talent and were willing to take risks, and then send them out to search for resources.
"Yes, it's about time," Lindsey said, looking at the map. Her gaze shifted towards the direction of the prison.
The person they had captured the day before had not changed. However, the first batch of Wildland Hunters who had arrived from the sand dunes had indeed turned green, symbolizing friendship.
Lindsey took a deep breath. She straightened her collar to appear as dignified as possible, then walked down the stairs and headed towards the village.
"Success or failure hangs in the balance."
"Whether these outsiders with changed attitudes can become villagers in my own village will be determined today!"
(End of Chapter)
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