System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 855: Chapter 268: Literacy Campaign (10,000 Words) (Part 6)

Lynn raised an eyebrow and responded, "I happen to have something to discuss with you, too."

Flint was slightly surprised and soon thought of something.

He spoke, "Lord, you must be referring to the small formations in the farm, right?"

Lynn nodded.

Flint explained, "Rest assured, although I haven’t been at the breeding workshop, I’ve been constantly watching the construction progress."

"If those little ones haven’t been slacking off, I can start constructing the magic array tomorrow!"

Lynn echoed, "As Sir Flint said, I was just about to speak to you about this."

"I need Sir Flint to complete the empowerment magic array in the farm as soon as possible."

"Then lead Jode and the others in building the [Pigeon Nest]!"

The pigeons sent by Hunter have been here for some time now.

Since there’s no dedicated breeding ground, Guy has had to keep them in the pasture.

Flint said nonchalantly, "Rest assured, rest assured, Lord."

"With Flint here, it’s just four small magic arrays."

"I assure you, in just four days, you can arrange to house the wild boars from the pasture into the farm!"

Lynn responded, "That’s the best outcome."

"As long as it’s completed in four days, I will immediately arrange for guards to deliver three hundred pounds of gin to your residence!"

Listening to Lynn’s words, Flint’s thick eyebrows twitched several times.

"Three hundred pounds?"

"The Lord is still as generous as ever!"

Lynn ignored Flint’s flattery and asked,

"Tell me, why were you looking for me?"

Flint gradually recovered from his delight.

He said to Lynn, "The defense reinforced armor I promised you, I’ve started the forging and production."

"However, to enhance the aesthetics of the armor, to reflect your noble identity and status, showcasing your status."

"I need to obtain some gold pounds from you to incorporate into the armor..."

Lynn nodded, "How much do you need?"

Flint’s eyebrows twitched again, "At least two pounds!"

Upon hearing Flint’s words, Lynn’s eyebrows slightly raised.

Considering the weight of a gold pound, one gold pound weighs approximately nine grams.

Converting that.

Two pounds of gold pounds is one hundred and twelve coins!

If converted into the current market price of barley.

One hundred and twelve gold pounds is nearly fifty-four thousand pounds of barley!

Now.

Incorporating one hundred and twelve coins into the armor just to increase its aesthetic appeal.

To showcase the Lord’s identity and status...

If he were still struggling with eating enough, hearing this proposal would undoubtedly make him curse loudly.

But now, the economic goods produced in the territory generate profits.

One hundred and twelve gold pounds is not much!

The most crucial point is.

As Flint said.

Armor worn by a lord is a symbol of identity and status, a symbol of wealth!

While ensuring the Lord’s life safety.

Also making it known to outsiders.

This Lord has strong capital to wage war!

Lynn responded, "Find Kuisi and explain the reason, tell her it’s my order and you can proceed to collect it."

Receiving Lynn’s instructions.

Flint replied, "No problem, Lord."

"If there are no other orders, may I take my leave?"

Lynn nodded, "Dismissed."

Without any hesitation, Flint turned and headed back the way he came.

Watching Flint’s figure disappear in the red brick residential area.

Lynn felt a sense of relief.

Thankfully, Flint is here.

Otherwise, without the ability to learn magic through the [Heavenly Artifacts] panel,

Lynn would have no idea how to construct special buildings like the [Mutated Wild Boar Farm], [Pigeon Nest], and [Wolf’s Den].

Retracting his gaze.

Lynn sat on the bench, admiring the distant western horizon.

The golden sunset gradually sank below the horizon...

Until nightfall.

Lynn finally saw groups of townsmen being led by the foreman of the industrial workshop, heading towards the territory school.

The literacy campaign in the territory has finally begun!

Although never having received education, their faces were full of tension.

Yet in their eyes, more evident was anticipation.

After having dinner, they were idle anyway.

It would be better.

To take advantage of the night to go to the territory school to study and improve.

Also having the chance to earn one hundred military merits.

Besides.

This is the literacy campaign initiated by their Lord.

They naturally are very willing.

At this point.

A voice of inquiry suddenly arose from afar and reached Lynn’s ears.

"Master Lynn, it’s already nighttime, are you still arranging for them to work?"

Lynn shifted his gaze, following the source of the voice.

He saw Alan with a face full of confusion, striding towards him.

Lynn greeted him with a smile and slightly moved, making room for Alan to sit down.

Alan didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down beside Lynn directly.

Lynn explained, "Not exactly laboring."

"Just arranging for them to receive education."

"Their literacy level is really too low; they can’t recognize even characters or symbols."

Alan listened to Lynn’s words, and his eyebrows instantly raised.

Let these townsmen receive education?

Their literacy level is too low?

Isn’t that to be expected?

Lynn actually started arranging for the townsmen to receive education?

This...

Alan’s mouth slightly opened, wanting to ask.

However, when he thought of the person sitting next to him was Master Lynn.

As a Lord, providing free food and accommodation for the townsmen.

Such occurrences are rarely seen in other Lords’ territories.

Now, Master Lynn can provide education for the townsmen.

It’s not surprising anymore!

In his opinion.

The thinking of Master Lynn is beyond comparison with that of ordinary Lords.

Resting on the bench for a moment.

Watching the townsmen ahead gradually departing.

Alan couldn’t help but ask Lynn, "Master Lynn."

"Would you be content to stay in this borderland for life?"