System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 662 - 236: Usurpation (10,000 Words)

They were immersed in the previous step’s construction procedures and steps.

If the previous step hadn’t started, then they’d go back another step.

Simply put.

The labor of these six thousand peasants was never idle or wasted from beginning to end.

Perhaps it was because of their previous experiences in the Three Great Estates.

They cherished their current lives more dearly.

As long as they worked hard, they could live a better life!

Time, in wholehearted labor, swiftly passed by.

Lynn stood straight, glanced at the sky.

In the distant horizon, the sun was setting in the west.

It was already evening time!

Lynn directly ordered everyone to stop work and return to the town to enjoy their dinner.

A burst of enthusiastic shouts suddenly erupted from the mouths of the peasants.

The sound was so loud, it was deafening.

Their eyes were fixed on the back of the young Lord from afar.

Their faces were full of gratitude.

If it had been before, they would have thought.

Their Lord was just drawing a pie for them.

But. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

After a day of working together, the midday lunch, and resting.

And now, as the sky barely darkened, Lynn told them they could finish work.

They realized clearly that everything Master Lynn promised was true.

Walking out of the wasteland, kicking off the mud from their leather shoes, Lynn headed through the residential area.

He headed towards Lord’s Square at the front of the town.

A few minutes later.

Lynn arrived at Lord’s Square.

Because of his order, the six thousand peasants finished work earlier than the townsmen at various posts.

He just wanted to stagger the finishing times to alleviate the dining hall’s pressure at mealtime.

Otherwise.

If all the townsmen finished work at the same time and returned to the town for meals.

Even with soldiers and guards maintaining order.

The dining hall would still be packed tightly!

It could even lead to conflicts and unnecessary disputes.

With a move, Lynn sat on a bench to rest.

A day of continuous digging made his body a bit tired, even for him.

The sun gradually set in the west.

Under the golden sunlight, numerous teams gathered on the distant limestone road.

These were townsmen returning from labor, preparing to return to the town.

Lynn looked towards the dining hall, where peasants, having finished their dinner, were walking out.

He had dismissed the peasants early, so by the time they finished eating, they had avoided the returning townsmen perfectly!

Lynn was somewhat satisfied in his heart.

Soon.

Another issue also appeared in his mind.

The Red Brick Houses were not yet completed.

These over six thousand peasants had no shelter from the wind and rain for their rest.

The only solution was to keep bonfires burning all night at Lord’s Square.

To provide them with warmth through the night.

On the ground, a layer of straw would be spread to serve as a resting place.

Furthermore.

This situation would last until the entire Red Brick House residential area expansion was completed!

A month, or even two months!

Unlike before.

Each time, replacing and receiving three to five hundred slaves only required the construction of a little over a hundred Red Brick Houses, which was sufficient.

Each construction was carried out in batches.

This time, six thousand two hundred peasants came to the territory!

At least three thousand Red Brick Houses!

Lynn’s eyes glanced at Red beside him.

After instructing about the peasants’ rest issues, he had him arrange for guards to watch over and monitor these peasants 24/7.

These slaves had been in his territory for just a day.

The loyalty of most of the peasants was on the rise.

However, there was also a minority of peasants whose loyalty remained low.

These peasants had more or less some whip marks, new and old, on their bodies.

Evidently.

The past abuse from the Manor Lord still lingered in their memories.

They had no trust in the Manor Lord.

Lynn didn’t care.

As long as these low-loyalty peasants were willing to work hard for food and shelter.

Willing to follow his directions to the assigned positions.

As long as they did nothing to endanger the territory’s development or the townsmen’s personal safety.

It didn’t matter if they didn’t offer their loyalty.

He believed such peasants were the minority.

Moreover.

With the territory’s offerings.

He didn’t believe these peasants wouldn’t find the beauty in life!

They just needed more time to adapt and accept.

As the sky gradually darkened.

Lynn stepped towards the castle.

Returning to the castle.

Kuisi had already prepared dinner and was waiting.

"Master, dinner is ready, you can dine now."

Lynn nodded and walked to the dining table.

As Red pulled the main seat out from the table, he sat down without hesitation.

With Kuisi attending to him, he ate his dinner while listening to her report on the territory’s development.

...

Night fell.

Enveloping the entire Karedi Empire within.

A vast city spanning three hills was surrounded by towering thick walls.

The walls snaked around like a mighty dragon!

This was!

The heart of the Karedi Empire—Royal City, Triumph City!

It proudly stood on the east bank of the Seine River, overlooking the entire Seine River and Iron Anchor Bay!

Even under the night sky, its grand scale and thriving prosperity could still be felt.

And.

It showcased an unparalleled regal aura.

Six massive gates were set on the city walls!

The six gates guarded the city’s main thoroughfares.

On the city walls, battlements stood tall, with iron gates suspended, always vigilant against external threats.