Chapter 581: Sights in the Territory
Chapter 581: Sights in the Territory
After the inspection, the trio was unsurprisingly allowed to enter.
They had only taken a few steps into the Banyan Forest Camp when the young man among them couldn't help but exclaim:
"Elder, everyone here is so good-looking!"
The old man gently waved his hand:
"Agnus, this is how people should look."
"The sight you see indicates they have an abundance of food, access to clean water for hygiene, and a consistent supply of fabrics to cover their bodies."
As he spoke, the old man's voice grew slightly choked with emotion.
The young man was almost startled out of his wits:
"Elder! Are you...are you feeling unwell? Did someone do something to you...?"
The old man waved his hand again, stopping the other's thoughtless concern:
"No, no, I'm just a bit moved."
"This scene...I haven't been able to witness this for so long, so very long."
The young man was momentarily at a loss.
But the old man, seemingly finding new strength, took the initiative to lead them towards the center of the camp, his heart stirred with every new sight he beheld.
After this period of development, the entire Banyan Forest Camp was now completely covered by man-made structures.
Elegant and artistic buildings were situated here, with wooden bridges, eaves, and decorative elements all displaying a lively charm. Ordinary people from the Desolate Land would struggle to find the right words to describe it, even in their thoughts.
Only their most basic human aesthetic sense told them they wanted to live here.
The trio continued deeper into the camp.
Soon, they spotted the bugmen again.
In the northwest corner of the Banyan Forest Camp, there was a neatly organized area.
Upon inquiry, they learned that this area housed outsiders temporarily, including the messengers who transported minerals.
The young man was even more perplexed:
"Such good accommodations are provided for these outsiders as well. Shouldn't these conditions be given to their own people first?"
"Look at the people here, do they lack housing?" The old man shook his head, "Moreover, demonstrating strength to the envoys is a crucial aspect of establishing authority. In my opinion, the leader here is either from another world or a Third Stage Being."
The trio walked for a while, gradually reaching the city center.
It was bustling with activity, and many people gathered to watch. They squeezed through the crowd and saw a group surrounding a podium, where a young leader was addressing them individually.
The young man had yet to grasp the secret, but the old man's expression changed:
"Are these people all Awakeners?"
In fact, a naming ceremony was being held in the city center.
After this period of growth, many Awakeners from the Desolate Land had joined Lindsey's forces. To pledge their loyalty and create a ceremonial atmosphere, the naming ceremony of the Desolate Land was revived.
At this moment, these Awakeners were lined up, waiting.
They provided their names and their parents' names to Lindsey, who, as the lord that brought them a new life, would give them new names.
In contrast, Lindsey, on the podium, was wracking his brain.
Back when he named Ruby, he had exhausted his ideas and even endured torment. Now, naming these people—while it pained his heart—he couldn't show it as the lord and had to continue.
"Your mother's name is El, and your name is Rand."
"And your name, Eslandlund!"
"Your father's name is Aming, and you're called Lili?"
"Altoria...Ah, no, no, no! That was a slip of the tongue, your name is Alina."
"Your parents' names are Levi and Nana."
"Then you shall be named Nasario!"
"..."
For Lindsey, this was the most torturous task of the day.
After the entire ceremony was over, two hours had passed. Without even a moment to catch his breath, Vivian hurried over from the side:
"Sir Lindsey, the Insect Tribe has delivered the minerals today!"
Lindsey's voice wavered:
"Can we handle it the same way as before?"
Vivian shook her head:
"Yes, but they also said they have something important to discuss with you."
"..."
Alright then.
Now, he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.
Lindsey's eyes lost their spark:
"Alright, I'll head over there now."
He made his way to the Messenger Zone, and from a distance, he could see several wooden carts carrying minerals. He then casually opened the data panel.
Facing this pile of newly arrived minerals, Lindsey felt both happy and helpless.
In his original simple and ignorant understanding, gold ore should be harvested in abundance, one piece at a time.
But the reality was that the mineral soil had an extremely low gold content.
The Insect Tribe didn't have a method for refining gold, so they simply dug out the mineral soil, transported it to the Blacksmith Shop for refining, and then sent it to the Mint Factory for manufacturing.
Calculating this way.
One ton of raw ore would yield less than 10 grams of gold, which was already considered a very rich ore!
Now, after this period of time.
Lindsey was determined to govern and accumulate wealth.
The second stage of buildings was almost completed, and the university's technologies were selected for research and development.
Up to this point, Lindsey also began to consider other things.
"A population of 1000 is already satisfied; the upgraded gold coins can be gathered within two months; next, it's the rare resources—gems, crystals, sulfur, mercury..."
"I have plenty of gems and crystals, and I've obtained some sulfur at the volcano. The only thing missing is mercury!"
Mercury is metallic mercury.
Usually, one would search for cinnabar, or cinnabar ore, to extract it.
In this world, Lindsey would likely need to send people out to prospect for this resource.
"What does cinnabar, or cinnabar ore, look like again?"
Lindsey mumbled to himself as he walked into the Messenger Zone.
On his way, he glanced to the side and noticed three people standing there.
The two younger ones seemed unfamiliar and nervous.
On the contrary, the white-haired elder was excitedly looking at him, as if he were gazing upon a treasure.
"Hello."
Lindsey smiled and nodded at the group.
He could tell that they were all Awakeners, and they hadn't participated in the previous loyalty ceremony.
Such concerns were not uncommon in the camp.
Lindsey's principle was to never force anyone, and everything was based on voluntary participation.
So, after confirming that these individuals had no ill intentions, he proceeded into the Messenger Zone on his own.
The two Insect Tribe messengers, who had been escorting the minerals, were already waiting there.
When they saw Lindsey, they respectfully performed a human greeting, ensuring that courtesy and respect were flawless.
Lindsey waved his hand:
"Just say what you need to,"
The Insect messenger then spoke:
"Sir Lindsey, the Lamentor has asked us to deliver a message to you."
"The environment in the canyon is indeed being purified by that corrupted gold. After confirming this, we also feel that it's time to pledge our complete loyalty to you."
(End of Chapter)
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