Chapter 475

Chapter 475 Recruitment

In Nide County, Iron Anvil City.

After the local military academy was initially established, Lolan Hill spent some time inspecting several other counties before returning here.

As a newly formed nation, Clancia still had many imperfections. Even the most basic task of feeding so many citizens posed numerous challenges.

Following the development methods recorded on Earth, large-scale agricultural development would require solving a series of issues. Every minor aspect of today’s society was supported by countless systems behind the scenes.

If one were to dismantle a simple electric water heater, they would discover that almost all components of industrial systems were involved.

The plastic casing was mostly derived from petrochemical products after oil refining.

Metal parts like wires, heating elements, and inner walls came from mining, iron and steel production, and component molding.

Small sensors, even more complex, involved silicon wafers and precise electronic processing, with dozens or even hundreds of supply chains behind them.

Although Lolan Hill knew about highly efficient production methods like using fertilizers, greenhouses, deep plowing, seed improvement, pest control, and automated irrigation, coordinating these industries wasn’t something that could be achieved overnight.

It was time to consider planning and construction.

Returning to her temporary residence, Lolan Hill picked up a pen and began listing the names of the most fundamental projects: steelmaking, textiles, cement, lathes, chemicals, and so on.

She wrote slowly, recalling and retrieving data from the system, comparing past development records, and arranging them.

After the meteor shower brought unprecedented calamities and reconstructions on Earth, relevant records were quite comprehensive, saving her much trouble.

Once she arranged the order and relationships of each project, she took out several heritage gems to memorize the data for teaching others.

Finally, when she completed the plan containing numerous projects, she closed it slowly and wrote on the cover: [Clancia’s Five-Year Plan – 1.0].

Perhaps there would be further discussions to make adjustments later, but the initial framework was roughly set.

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In Fierce Smoke City.

Jenna finished breakfast; it was already noon. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to start her journey back to school.

Before she could step out the door, a group of people clad in chainmail robes rushed from one side of the street, surrounding the courtyard gate and its surroundings.

“What are you doing?!”

A captain from Lund’s mercenary troop shouted loudly. His voice woke everyone else in the courtyard, who then gathered around.

“Stop shouting, Eddie. You know our intentions.”

Outside the courtyard, a man wearing a half-circular steel helmet stepped forward. A half-length cross sword hung at his waist, and he wore scale armor, with gray-silver plates connected by resilient black threads. His face appeared to be around 30-40 years old, with mustaches on either side of his mouth.

“I represent Lord Shait and have come to recruit you,” he explained his purpose.

“Is this how you recruit people? Quite gentle, isn’t it?” a counselor from the courtyard said.

“Yes, when recruiting others, one naturally needs to show their strength. Everyone wants to follow a powerful leader,” the man did not mind such sarcasm.

“I know you might be surprised and find it hard to change your minds, but I will explain the reasons gradually, giving you time to adjust,” the mustached swordsman seemed calm. No one dared to inquire about the roadblock outside.

“Lord Shait is currently the strongest leader in the city, with nearly 20,000 followers, immense wealth, and several paths to reach Sequence 6. There are also numerous extraordinary weapons and treasures. Following this leader, you will have a better future.”

“Additionally, your pay will increase. Captains receive five extraordinary gold coins per month, squad leaders get two gold coins, and ordinary warriors earn sixty silver coins monthly.”

As he explained the terms patiently, Jenna sensed the heavy breathing inside the courtyard and felt her heart sinking.

“You can ask around about Lord Shait’s reputation and see if I am lying.”

Then, the swordsman in the steel helmet clapped his hands. Two large boxes were carried forward by his subordinates, and with a thud, they opened to reveal piles of golden extraordinary gold coins, shimmering under the midday sun, dazzling everyone.

Gradually, the murmurs in the courtyard quieted down, falling into silence.

The swordsman sat on a chair brought by his attendants, propped his legs up, and observed the people inside.

He rested his chin in his hand, revealing a satisfied and relaxed expression, tapping his fingers patiently, waiting.

Lund was a famous mercenary leader in Witz County. His personal strength was around Sequence 5 in the war sequence, and his few mercenary teams combined had about 600 men. Although the numbers were not significant, their training and discipline were excellent, earning him a good reputation among mercenaries.

Despite his relatively weak strength, several influential figures in the city wanted to recruit him, partly because of his capable fighters and partly due to his talent in training troops.

Unfortunately, this person was stubborn and did not want to involve himself in the current civil unrest, maintaining neutrality until today when the Long Jis faction called for a meeting.

Taking advantage of this gap, Shait sent his subordinates to prepare and recruit this group, ensuring that once they joined, Lund could not refuse and would have to join Shait’s forces along with his brothers.

This was his plan.

Shait, a major figure in the Long Jis faction, had numerous mercenaries, acting without restraint. During the civil unrest, he seized much wealth, becoming extremely wealthy. His power grew exponentially, making him a formidable figure in Black Rock County.

Some said he was cruel, while others claimed he was fair in rewarding and punishing, trustworthy, and capable of great things.

After a long period of silence in the courtyard, a mercenary near the gate suddenly dropped his weapon and ran outside, diving into the box full of gold coins.

“Haha, this brother is smart. Give him twenty more extraordinary gold coins.”

“If he stayed with Lund, it would take over ten years to earn those twenty coins. But the battlefield is merciless; who can guarantee they won’t lose a limb within ten years?” he sighed, lamenting the difficulty of life.

Watching this scene and hearing these words, the people in the courtyard could no longer contain themselves. Gradually, more started stepping out to accept the swordsman’s recruitment.

As the courtyard emptied, the swordsman finally turned his gaze towards the outstanding girl standing out among them.

“What is your name, beautiful girl?”

(End of Chapter)