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

Chapter 416 Lysa is really important to her

Roman underwent intensive education during his first year here.

He founded the Manor School, which initially had only two teachers, and all children under the age of fifteen were to receive education.

Now, six years have passed.

The school is no longer a small-scale operation, but a super-large unit involving a five-figure population.

A new school needs to be built every six months.

Now, there are about ten schools scattered throughout the two cities of Origin and Abundance, which serve an educational function.

Every day, thousands of students learn to write numbers and characters in classrooms at various schools.

Every month, graduates who pass the exams walk out of the school gates.

These graduates are very young.

Some of them were even under ten years old, with diverse personalities and a mixed bag of characters.

But they completed basic education and learned words and numbers.

Roman then involved them in management to develop their abilities and learn various skills on the job.

Organizing labor, conducting population statistics, distributing resources, publicizing laws, mediating disputes, and even managing emergencies...

Over the years, they have participated in various jobs, starting as interns and apprentices, and then becoming managers in certain positions.

They grew up right under Roman's nose.

Because the two cities together have a population of just over 200,000.

Roman actually spends very little time at his desk; most of the time, he's like a general inspecting workplaces around the world.

From everyday items like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, to large-scale agricultural production and animal husbandry.

Roman would inspect important locations such as coal and iron towns and gold mines multiple times a year, constantly correcting mistakes and ensuring the correctness of the direction forward.

This means that the children would have to deal with Roman every year after graduation, and even young apostles would mingle in the crowd, looking at him with longing eyes.

They were taught and influenced by Roman.

Visit the military's training, meals, and exercises.

Participating in agricultural sowing, fertilization, and harvesting.

Furthermore, one is influenced by what one sees and hears in this practical environment.

Before graduation, Roman was their principal. After graduation, Roman became their superior.

Over time, these people became Roman's most reliable ruling team, and they had unwavering faith in the decrees he issued.

Roman's rule was once based on his noble lineage and ducal appointments.

But in the eyes of this new generation, Roman's rule is based on himself.

A ten-year-old child five years ago will be fifteen years old in five years, and twenty years old in ten years.

In fact, the first batch of graduates have now moved beyond their intern status, received civil servant salaries, and become the backbone of the society that Roman envisioned.

Of course, some students were eliminated.

They may have been of bad character or committed a serious mistake.

For various reasons, the eliminated candidate was personally kicked out of the administration by Roman.

But this does not mean they are useless. In fact, any literate person is contributing to society in their very existence.

Although Roman also valued military education.

Exercise during the day and learn to read at night.

For soldiers, this is equivalent to their daily routine; they can also take on the function of managing the people, and with remarkable efficiency.

But an army is an army; it goes to the battlefield, can die on the battlefield, and can be transferred elsewhere as the situation changes.

Moreover, regular training alone takes up most of the military's energy—if a soldier doesn't train for a month, his combat effectiveness will drop by 20%.

For long-term rule to be effective, it still needs purely civilian personnel.

The more thorough and longer the literacy campaign, the faster Roman swept across the world.

The architectural drawings that Roman had just finished were transformed into two schools that rose from the ground in the blink of an eye.

He reviewed the reports submitted by various schools and discovered that there were about five hundred more graduates this quarter who could understand written language and write it down. These children are currently untrained, but after four or five years in the workforce, they will know how to organize people and manage the community.

accelerate!
Everything speeds up!
Speed ​​is the only god!
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This winter is terribly cold.

But we got through it eventually.

It started from a certain moment.

The earth quietly melts ice and snow...

Spring slowly arrived in the seventh year...

Crows landed on budding branches as the cold wind chased them, squirrels huddled in tree holes for the winter peeked out, the river surface cracked and sprang to life as fish leaped out of the water and swam joyfully.

Gweil led her little donkey and strolled with Silvermoon Lysa through the spring wheat fields of Origin City.

What she liked most was the stone-paved road here.

The fields in the basin are incredibly beautiful, full of rural charm.

The residents of Origin City put in a great deal of effort and eventually laid hundreds of kilometers of gravel and rubble.

The roads crisscross in a clear and orderly fashion. From a high vantage point, one can see that they divide the vast farmland into symmetrical rectangular blocks, each covering dozens of acres.

The stone slabs are made from granite and limestone, and are formed by numerous stonemasons using iron wedges and hammers.

If the rainwater doesn't stay, it will flow into the irrigation ditch.

Even during the snow melting season, there's no need to worry about muddy ground or heavy shoes.

"Lady Gweil, may you enjoy good health." A passing farmer removed his hat in greeting.

"You are healthy too."

“Lady Gweil, thank you for the miracle of this harvest,” another farmer said.

"Roman made me do it."

"May His benevolent and merciful lord's grace and blessings shine upon us forever like the sun."

Their gratitude was heartfelt, but having been reprimanded, they dared not disturb Gweil, only exchanging a few words with her as they passed by before hurrying away.

They carried hoes and shovels, heading to the paddy fields to work.

Meanwhile, Gweil had finished her blessing work at the experimental field and was on her way to the City of Abundance, going in the opposite direction from them.

"Lysa, are you leaving?" Gweil looked at Silver Moon Lysa with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

But this instruction was a decision made jointly by Roman and the prophet.

Lysa said softly, "I will go north to awaken our sleeping sister."

When she first arrived, she was insignificant and unassuming, an inconspicuous assistant witch. Roman brought her here only to assist Gweil in her work.

Today, she has transformed herself and now holds a position in the Witch Forest, becoming one of Roman's close attendants, but she has not surpassed Gwyneth and remains her assistant.

With the assistance of a Seat Witch-level support, Gavier underwent a transformation.

Her spell's effectiveness was elevated to a whole new level.

Quickly restores mana and halves skill cooldown time.

Gweil now fully understood what it meant to be a wet nurse who had given birth to the Holy Grail.

Her abundant magical power allowed her to squander spells without restraint. In the past, she would only cast spells once a year during planting season to increase yields, but now she could do so two or three times.

For rice, a crop that is harvested twice a year, Gavial has used her magic multiple times to increase the yield to its current limit.

It is estimated that this year's rice yield will be at least 500 jin per mu, and some areas may reach 700 to 800 jin per mu.

Of course, such a huge production capacity is also a heavy burden for Gweil.

Because she alone has to provide crop seeds for hundreds of thousands of acres of land.

Lysa is really important to her.

"His Highness said that after I leave, he will send a spellcaster proficient in Silver Moon magic to assist you. Moreover, Gweil, you don't need to continue increasing production. From now on, just keep the current superior breed from degenerating."

(End of this chapter)