You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

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Roman went to the hospital to check on the situation.

These people need to be supervised.

Those people lived in that kind of environment for so long.

They don't realize what's bad, and no one has ever told them to wash their hands before meals.

Now Roman arrives and tells them to wash their hands.

Some people are easily swayed and become unwavering in their beliefs.

Because it was the master's order, and the master had extremely high prestige, whatever he said was right.

But some people are hard to change and remain incorrigible.

You're right, but washing your hands before meals is too much trouble.

Even with just a few seemingly insignificant steps, Roman's will would encounter hidden resistance; someone would always slack off.

Therefore, this needs to be supervised, and he himself needs to supervise it.

Roman can't manage every household, but he can manage public hospitals, and hygiene standards must be strictly enforced.

Old customs and bad habits must never be allowed to return.

If there is any sign of a counterattack, it must be nipped in the bud!
The city of Origin now has about 40,000 people, which is not difficult to manage, as Roman only needs to inspect a few departments periodically.

He pointed out some errors made by healthcare workers in their work processes and taught them to correct them as soon as possible.

As Roman was about to leave the hospital, a figure walked towards him that looked somewhat familiar.

"Master!" The man saluted Roman as soon as he saw him looking over.

Every resident who sees Roman must bow to him.

But this man's posture was different; he gave a military salute.

Roman raised his right hand in return, saying, "I remember you, Tucker. What brings you to the hospital?"

The retired soldier was extremely excited when he saw him: "Sir, my wife Laura gave birth today."

"Good! Very good!" Roman immediately praised.

This child has impeccable revolutionary credentials!

Roman then patiently asked, "How's life been lately? Are you under a lot of pressure?"

His soldiers do not have an end to their service period; they only leave the army when they are seriously injured and unable to continue fighting.

“No pressure,” Tucker said. “I answered your call and am now a police officer. Even without your disability pension and living allowance, I can support Laura!”

Roman made veterans into police officers to give them something to do.

Furthermore, a town of tens of thousands of people cannot function without this force; at the very least, there should be several hundred police officers.

This position is only responsible for maintaining social order.

Although some veterans only trained for a few months, military life still left its mark on them.

They are ideologically conscious; having come from the crucible of the military, who dares to say that that experience didn't bring them any changes?

“Tucker, Tucker, Laura wants you to go check on the children,” an old man with gray hair said as he came out from around the corner.

"I'm coming right away!" Tucker exclaimed, beaming with joy.

"Sir?! Forgive me for not seeing you immediately." Laura's father was shocked to see Roman and said with great trepidation.

Roman didn't dwell on that and said to Tucker, "Go ahead."

The young man, unable to contain his excitement, grasped his only remaining hand and headed towards the delivery room.

When Roman saw the young man who had cried in the night saying he would fight for him, now a father, he was overwhelmed with emotion.

He was about to leave when he was called back.

“My lord… I can still fight for you! You said so before.”

Roman turned around in surprise.

He saw a soldier with a severed hand standing in the hospital corridor; he wasn't ugly, but he wasn't good-looking either.

Sunlight streamed in through the corridor windows, and the soldier stood there, dust motes swirling around him.

A newborn child awaits his father's care, and a retired soldier awaits his general's response.

“We don’t need you, that was just to comfort you,” Roman said loudly. “Just do your job!”

“I’ll be back whenever you need me, I definitely will—and I’ve always wanted to tell you how grateful I am for giving Laura to me in marriage,” Tucker said. Roman smiled and nodded, offering no reply, but simply waved and left the hospital.

……

His army really doesn't need a disabled soldier.

Blood coral has the function of hematopoiesis and regeneration.

Yaki was the beneficiary; Roman and Garin helped him cure his lameness—first, he was paralyzed, then after falling into a coma, they cut open his skin and flesh, broke his bones, corrected them, inserted blood coral, and finally waited for it to heal naturally.

It's manageable if the hand has just been severed, but if too much time has passed, Blood Coral can't make it grow back unless there's another fresh hand, but we also have to consider whether it can adapt.

Furthermore, rare resources cannot be used on ordinary soldiers.

Even if Roman had a huge fortune, it wouldn't be enough to squander it like this.

As long as there are enough soldiers, Roman will not consider these remnants.

This is based on considerations of profitability.

His army is now considered quite powerful.

The current total troop strength of Origin City is about 2,500.

Since the Battle of Spring Rains, Roman has not replenished his troops on a large scale.

Firstly, these troops had already drained the younger generation of Origin City.

Secondly, the new population to be added consisted of prisoners of war and slaves, who needed to be adapted to and screened, and Roman had not yet had time to recruit soldiers.

There is no doubt that these troops are elite.

There are three to five hundred soldiers at the 'quasi-first-tier knight' level alone.

These soldiers were not all apostles; most were ordinary soldiers.

The military offers excellent benefits, with food standards that are only enjoyed by warriors on the battlefield.

As long as you get enough carbohydrates and fats, high-intensity training will improve your physical fitness.

Therefore, those places with low productivity cannot support them at all.

If the conquering knights are like superhumans, then Roman's army will be a future where everyone is a superhuman.

To achieve that future goal, Roman needs to work harder, draw more cards, and add more blessings.

The seventh recruitment drive can finally be put on the agenda.

Roman had planned the seventh recruitment drive a month ago. However, many things interfered with his plans along the way.

The first step was to trade slaves with the pirate king.

Replenishing the card pool with a batch of high-quality slaves is entirely beneficial.

Then came the arrival of the wandering witch.

This batch of resources is of such high quality that it's practically guaranteed to be a gold-level item.

Finally, there's Gweil.

The prophet sent the witch's bird back from Azure Moon with a bottle of magic potion.

Once Gweil has finished digesting, her magical power will be greatly enhanced.

The more thorough the preparation, the better.

The main focus is on a mystical card-drawing system!
……

The end of May.

Gweil recovered from the side effects of the potion.

Gweil's various attributes have all been improved in different ways.

Speed ​​and physique have been improved to the E+ level.

Attack and defense attributes have been upgraded to D- level.

Among them, the energy attribute saw the largest increase, rising from C- to C+.

If this panel belongs to the Conqueror Knights, then Gavier is at least a Tier 3 Knight.

The witches were teaching her how to control her magic.

(End of this chapter)