King of the North: My Lord's Diary Weekly Summary

"Raymond, so short-term, secret excavation isn't that difficult—but the biggest challenge in long-term excavation is the horizontal tearing of the mine tunnels, right?"

Raymond lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded firmly: "Yes, sir—to be precise, this is the problem I haven't yet figured out how to deal with."

Furthermore, if this plan is adopted, I will need a sufficient number of stonemasons and stone in the future—we will have to build an excessive number of load-bearing columns to maintain structural stability.

This will also slow down the mining speed, but not too much—overall, it's about 40% of the speed in non-secret mines, which I think adults can accept.

Wayne nodded: "Yes, and I also have some ideas on how to solve the land division problem."

As he spoke, he summoned his mind, and a layer of frost mist enveloped his hands—Wien waved this icy mist toward a wooden cup on the table, instantly freezing the cup to the wooden table.

This is just ice mist—if it were to evoke a blue aura similar to that produced by shattering crampons, its freezing power would be even greater.

"With such strength, plus the ability to observe and repair it daily—could it maintain the stability of a smaller mine tunnel?"

Raymond had never seen Wayne's ice abilities before. After his initial surprise, he observed Wayne and, with Wayne's permission, touched the cup. After a long while, he nodded.

"If we do precise repairs every day, a small mine tunnel won't be a problem—but sir, you don't want the entire vein, do you?"

Wayne waved his hand: "Don't worry about that for now—let's build a usable small mine tunnel first. If our plan succeeds, I'll have a follow-up plan."

The solution Wayne was referring to was the items obtained from the logbook settlement—this was a safety net and a basic solution to the problem.

However, props do have the drawback of being consumables.

Wayne's primary goal is still to improve his skills, or...

Upgrade your Frostwolf Bloodline!

In any case, Wayne could foresee that the two core industries in his territory—livestock farming and iron production—were finally beginning to take off.

When they are able to reap tangible benefits, that will be the beginning of their territory becoming wealthy!

It is also the grand beginning that supports my ambition!

For the next five days, the territory developed steadily.

With more and more stone accumulating, Raymond had already laid the foundation for defensive fortifications on the east side of the river and had a detailed plan for the division of the entire east side area and the layout of buildings.

The cattle and sheep are also getting healthier and healthier—under Sean's leadership, the village has a few "herdsmen" with basic knowledge, and the livestock have become more suitable for overwintering and reproduction.

The carpentry work proceeded in an orderly manner—not only in the construction of the wooden boat and the passing down of skills, but also by Maurice selecting several trustworthy craftsmen.

After multiple observations by Emma, ​​Wright, and even Wayne himself, two members have joined Morris's task of manufacturing the wooden parts needed for the rope fortifications.

Finally, there's the progress of the young wolves—perhaps because there are only four or five days left in the Wolf King Tournament, they are all putting in their best effort, and more and more people are gaining Qi Sensing:

Isaac and Anne have both advanced to the first tier, and Ronald estimates that Potter and Kellerb will follow in the next few days.

Even Cindy, who wasn't on the Wolf King candidate list, the archer Gard, Gwen, the older vice-captain of Caleb's team, and Renee, the shaman's adopted daughter with extraordinary strength, were just as lucky as the four captains.

This proves that, not counting the elders of the wolf clan, the number of first-tier ability users in Wayne's forces will soon exceed ten!

And today, something even more exciting has happened!

Therefore, Wayne is now in Sean's studio.

In front of Wayne and Sean hung a full twenty-five exquisite sheepskins, each meticulously treated twice by Sean!

These were originally twenty-five sheepskins that the wolf pack had processed, which they presented to Wayne last week as a token of their sincerity. They were dark in color and thick, yet still possessed a certain capriciousness.

Such sheepskin is obviously sufficient for making warm clothing and such, but its value is comparable to that of coarse salt.

However, after Sean's second treatment, these sheepskins seemed to have been washed clean of their original roughness. Not only did they have a warm and lustrous color, but they could also be folded at will and were as soft as cloth!

Just by looking at its beauty and feeling its smoothness, Wayne deeply felt the sensation of "luxury goods".

Even in the North, this would be a priceless noble material!

According to Sean, this second treatment of sheepskin not only makes it resistant to cracking, moisture and insects, but also greatly improves its warmth retention.

With these, sheepskin is an absolutely attractive material, whether for noble girls who want to dress more glamorously and alluringly, or for barbarians who are used to wearing tribal clothing that allows for easy movement!

If you were to convert this to the Northern Territory, the profits from selling these luxury sheepskins to nobles like dukes, marquises, and earls would probably be ten times that of fine salt and refined iron!

In other words...

This wave has made them rich!

Wayne suppressed his racing heartbeat with excitement and prepared to personally take two of the sheepskins to the Northwest Outpost tomorrow—before the sixth settlement—to sound out Rachel's stance on the confrontation.

This is not only to promote our own high-quality products, but also to gain a more concrete understanding of the market environment in the North, and to see the Duke's attitude toward these high-quality products and the lords of their production areas!

Thinking of this, Wayne felt a surge of joy—and just then, there was a gentle knock on the studio door, which then opened.

In the darkness outside the door stood a fair-skinned and lovely young girl—it was Renee.

At this moment, she was carrying a wooden frame full of herb jars.

"Rene, what's wrong...?"

As a former comrade-in-arms and the adopted daughter and heir of the werewolf shaman, Wayne granted Renee considerable authority over her territory—his and Sean's locations were clearly told to her directly by Emma.

Given Renee's considerate nature, she likely declined Emma's offer to have someone carry the herbs for her.

So cute.

"Greetings, Lord. Greetings, Herdsman Sean. These are herbs that my mother asked me to bring to induce estrus in the sheep—and some others that you might need as well… I’ve brought them along as well."

"Oh?"

Wayne glanced at Sean, then naturally took the wooden frame from Renee's hand and placed it on the table.

Eight jars of herbs were placed on the wooden shelf, each with a rope of a different color hanging from it.

"Wow!"

Before the medicine pot could even be introduced, Renee noticed the exquisite and beautiful sheepskin in front of her and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Wayne smiled.

This is just the beginning.