With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

When the rotting soil ants followed Lin Yi to the spirit plant field, the jade sprout rice growing between the ridges was not growing well.

Many seedlings had yellowing leaves and wilted stems, looking listless and dispirited.

Lin Yi signaled it to start working, and the rotten soil ant servant immediately sprang into action.

It walked to the edge of the field, first using its forelegs to scoop up the scattered dead leaves and topsoil, then put them all into its mouth.

The chewing muscles under the shell twitch slightly, crushing the withered leaves and soil, then mixing them with the pale yellow saliva it secretes, stirring them into a viscous paste in its mouth.

Then, it tilted its head slightly and sprayed a thin stream of gelatinous nutrient solution from its mouthparts, evenly sprinkling it on the roots of the nearest corn plant.

The nutrient solution seeps into the soil as soon as it comes into contact with it, like wrapping the roots in a thin nourishing film.

And so it moves step by step along the ridges of the field, repeating the process of "eating fallen leaves and soil, mixing saliva, and spraying out nutrient solution".

After spraying each seedling, it would gently touch the stems and leaves of the seedling with its antennae, as if to confirm the effect, before moving on to the next one. The only sounds in the paddy field were the steady thud of its six legs on the ground and the occasional soft hissing sound when spraying the liquid.

After spraying about a hundred corn kernels, the soil ant servants stopped, their antennae trembling slightly and their mouthparts slightly open, as if they were "panting".

Seeing this, everyone looked at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi sensed it for a moment and said, "It seems the saliva has run out, and we can only continue tomorrow."

Only then did everyone turn their attention back to the corn kernels that had been sprayed.

Looking at the first grain of corn that had been sprayed.

Whether it was psychological or a real change, the seedling that originally had curled leaves and a dull color now appeared more upright, with the tips of its leaves slightly unfurled, revealing a subtle vitality.

Someone rubbed their eyes and asked in surprise, "You seem... more energetic?" Another person nodded, "Yes, you look more energetic than before."

The people present were discussing it animatedly.

Lin Ye stood on the edge of the field, his gaze following the figure of the ant servant in the decaying soil, before landing on the spiritual plants that had just been nourished.

The morning light shines on the leaves of the rice seedlings, and the once listless rice buds seem to have gained more vitality. Although the leaves have not fully turned green, they reveal a kind of resilience that is quietly recovering.

He secretly estimated that if this effect was true, the benefits of the rotten soil ants to the spiritual plants would be far more direct and rapid than he had imagined.

A single spray can revive wilted seedlings, significantly improving the growth rate and survival rate of the plants.

However, he was also aware of reality.

The single rotten soil ant servant in front of us can only spray about a hundred plants after exhausting its saliva in a day and night. If we want to cover all the spiritual plant fields outside the fortress, we would need many more rotten soil ants servants.

The fields stretch endlessly, but one person's efforts are ultimately insufficient. To ensure that the entire spiritual plant field benefits, the nests must quickly produce more soil-rotting ant servants, forming a rotational operation to guarantee that every inch of land is nourished.

The first one has just been born. Once the nest is running smoothly, it will produce one a month. In less than a year, he will be able to have a team of Dao soldiers who can truly change the production of spiritual plants.

By then, not only will the Lin family be self-sufficient, but they will also be able to sell spiritual plants to others in exchange for more resources and combat soldiers, making their territory even stronger.

Lin Ye looked across the fields, his gaze passing over the rows of spiritual plants, and finally settling on the nascent county town in the distance.

Half a year ago, this place was just a scattered settlement and undeveloped wasteland, but now it has been transformed into a continuous stretch of city walls and streets.

The rammed earth foundation has been partially covered with blue bricks, and the city gate tower stands tall. Although the plaque is uninscribed, its imposing presence is already evident.

The city's streets are crisscrossed, with the main street being wide and straight enough for four carriages to travel side by side, while the side alleys are winding and orderly, dividing the city into neat neighborhoods.

Currently, the county town has a population of 100,000, mainly from people who moved here from the original county town, which has been abandoned.

After all, they were far from the lair, and monsters were born from time to time. With the Lin family's guidance, many families chose to leave after being frightened and suffering losses time and time again.

The streets were bustling with people, and the sounds of hawking, hammering, and wheels rolling created a peaceful and lively atmosphere.

From a distance, the houses in the neighborhood are mostly made of wood and stone, with roofs covered with new reeds and new tiles. Although not luxurious, they are neat and clean.

There are wells and irrigation ditches at intervals, with clear water flowing into each household's courtyard along the ditches, showing the meticulous management.

Under Lin Yi's governance, the city was well-ordered.

There are constables patrolling the gate. These are all constables from the original county town. After evaluation, they were retained, since they are familiar with these matters.

But once you walk in, you'll find that many of the original wooden houses still stand on both sides of the streets and alleys. These wooden houses came from the old settlement area, with simple structures and roofs covered with reed mats or old tiles.

They stand out somewhat awkwardly among the brand-new rammed earth and brick houses.

Due to the rapid influx of people, the housing needs of 100,000 people far exceed the existing housing supply. Many families still share a wooden house or live temporarily in makeshift shacks.

The sheds were made of rough wood frames and reed mats for walls. Although they could shelter from the wind and rain, they were cold in winter and hot in summer, and the sound insulation was poor. The smoke from the chimneys and conversations of the neighbors often mingled in the wind.

On street corners and alleyways, you can still see signs for "under construction" made of wooden planks and straw mats. These are signs for houses that are being expanded, but the beams and bricks for the new houses are not yet fully prepared, and craftsmen and materials have to wait in line.

On the open spaces in the east and south of the city, rows of scaffolding were erected, and craftsmen shouted slogans as they rammed earth and built walls; in several newly planned neighborhoods, the foundations had been laid, and timber and bricks were piled up by the roadside, waiting for new houses to be erected.

However, the Lin family did not incorporate the fortified village into the county town. Instead, they arranged for the county town and the fortified village to complement each other and form a strategic defensive position.

The county town stood in front of the fortified village, like a solid barrier, capable of intercepting and weakening any enemy attacks. The fortified village, meanwhile, held a firm position in the rear, relying on the natural advantages of Yandang Lake, becoming the true foundation of the family.

If the war goes badly, the clansmen can take advantage of the county town's entanglement of the enemy army to quickly board boats and sail down the lake, into the Wushui River, and go far away to preserve their bloodline and the flame of revolution.

Lin Ye was not too worried if the enemy attacked from the direction of Yandang Lake.

The most pressing threat right now is the Northern Xiongnu. They are known as a people of horseback, but they are born on the grasslands and raised on land. They are extremely poor swimmers and not good at boats, making it difficult for them to utilize their cavalry skills on lakes.

Other smaller forces are not a threat. Over the past year, the territory's population has gradually increased, the people are more loyal, the guards and management system have become more complete, and the number and combat strength of the warriors have improved. The Lin family is now confident enough to face ordinary attacks.

Moreover, for the next twenty years, the Qingyuan Sword Sect will have elders and true disciples stationed at the fortified village.