Until dusk.
Lynn put down the wall-building tools in his hand and informed the construction workers that they could finish for the day.
He was the first to step away, leaving the {Mutated Wild Boar Farm}.
With a thought, Lynn opened the {Heavenly Artifacts} panel for a quick glance.
{Construction: Level 3 (936/1000)}(+)
It would take at most one or two more days to level up to Level 4.
Closing the panel, Lynn walked along the road back to the town.
His gaze reached far into the distance.
Looking at everything covered by the golden sunset, he felt a sense of comfort fill his heart.
Despite the current turbulence outside his territory.
In order to gain the imperial authority and become the Emperor of the Empire.
The two Princes were constantly pulling various forces, with undercurrents surging.
But it did not affect the rapid development within his territory in the slightest.
In the wild and barren land, Gavin led three thousand townsmen to put their heads down and work hard, focusing on reclaiming the land.
All just to have more farmland to plant more grains.
In the farmland, Wilbur, with two thousand farmers, took care of the already planted hundred thousand acres of arable land.
Just waiting for the barley to be harvested in August or September.
In the Handicraft Workshop District, several workshops were almost non-stop manufacturing various items.
Weapons and armor, longbows and crossbows, and various daily necessities.
In the pastures, the number of all kinds of poultry and livestock also increased several times.
Now, Old Simeon's family had arrived as well.
As long as they were given enough time, a batch of strong warhorses could be fully bred!
The battle for imperial authority had yet to begin.
This brought only benefits with no downsides for him!
Because.
He still needed a lot of time and a relatively orderly and stable environment to continue developing his territory.
Once the battle for imperial authority broke out.
The entire Karedi Empire would fall into chaos.
No one could predict what kind of crisis tomorrow might bring.
Suppressing the stray thoughts in his mind, Lynn had already returned to the Lord's Square.
He spoke to the few guards behind him.
"Go to the various workshops in the Handicraft District and inform them to gather at the castle."
"I have important matters to announce."
The guards responded in unison: "Yes, my lord."
As the words fell.
The guards took big strides, dispersing towards the Handicraft Workshop District.
Lynn's gaze swept over the townsmen returning to the town.
Just as he was about to look away, he saw Alan accompanied by George from afar.
However.
Lynn only glanced once before looking away, heading back to the castle.
Back at the castle.
The maids had already lit all the oil lamps in the reception hall.
The glow from the burning flames lit up the somewhat empty reception hall.
Because the oil lamps were made with a mixture of fish oil and resin.
The entire reception hall was filled with a peculiar scent, carrying a faint fragrance.
With the maids bowing in greeting, Lynn passed through the reception hall and sat on the lord's throne.
Currently, in the territory.
The development of the handicraft economy, construction of basic infrastructure, and exploitation of mineral resources had all entered a stable development track.
It was time to significantly advance the townsmen's knowledge level.
He had long had an idea in mind, namely to establish a night school and begin literacy programs!
Using the time after the townsmen finished their work and had dinner, to organize them for large-scale studying of reading, writing, and literacy.
He did not need all the townsmen to have managerial ability.
He just needed these townsmen, after seeing instructions issued by him or other managers.
To precisely understand the meaning of the instructions and execute them correctly.
Like this!
Of course.
If, during the literacy program, townsmen with outstanding talents in learning and management emerged.
He would also select and heavily utilize them!
Not to mention those with innate {Talent} and {Skills} in management.
As long as they had management experience, Lynn considered them talents.
One had to know.
Nearly ninety-nine percent of the townsmen in his current territory had received no education at all.
They found it hard even to control their own words and deeds.
Let alone manage others!
As Lynn waited on the lord's throne.
Kuisi walked lightly to his front.
She asked, "My lord, dinner is ready. Shall we wait until your meeting is over before dining?"
Lynn replied, "Yes, after the meeting."
Kuisi answered without unnecessary words, "Alright, my lord."
With that, Kuisi stepped back, waiting for Lynn's further instructions.
As time rapidly passed.
One figure after another climbed up the third-floor staircase, entering the reception hall.
When their gazes scanned and saw Lynn sitting on the lord's throne.
They quickly hastened their pace to the front.
The first to arrive were a few foremen from the Handicraft Workshop District.
Ehrelo, Yimini, Jose, Colin, Layla, and others.
They lined up, respectfully saying, "My lord."
Lynn nodded, "Hmm, wait a moment, the meeting will commence when everyone is here."
A few minutes later.
More figures arrived at the reception hall.
It was some workshop leaders from outside the town.
Guy, Gavin, Wilbur, Jode, Avery, Garcia, and others.
Among them was the document clerk, Petra.
They stood in line in front of Lynn, collectively calling out, "My lord."
Lynn's gaze moved, scanning the dozen or so leaders standing before him.