Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Connors had just gotten out of the car.

A figure dressed in coarse linen clothes, with dark skin, resembling an old farmer from the fields, walked out of the manor.

Upon seeing Connors, he showed a relieved expression and said:

"Oh, Lord Connors, how lucky I am! I was just looking for you, and here you are."

"Sean, what happened?" Connors asked, already having a general idea of ​​what he was about to say.

Sean is a serf and a skilled grape grower, currently serving as a consul on the vineyard.

"My lord, you should go and see for yourself; something good is happening." Sean grinned, revealing a row of yellowed, uneven teeth.

"Lead the way." Connors nodded slightly.

The group followed Sean into the vineyard.

As soon as you enter, you can smell a very strong grape aroma.

After walking for a short while, Sean led the three of them to a grape trellis.

On the grape trellis, a cluster of grapes was emitting a faint glow.

Unlike other grapes, that cluster of grapes did not produce purple fruit, but was covered by layers of emerald green leaves, forming something that looked like a flower bud.

At the same time, the aroma of grapes in this area is much stronger than in the other areas.

The servant Bell and the butler Sachs exchanged a glance, both seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.

This is definitely true; a new fairy silkworm has been born!

"Lord Connors, congratulations on obtaining the eleventh elven silkworm," Sachs stepped forward and said with a smile.

Connors remained expressionless, neither pleased nor saddened, and said calmly, "This is nothing, just an elf silkworm."

He reached out and peeled away the leaves little by little. Inside the core of the flower bud, a purple silkworm the size of a thumb lay on its back, belly up.

As if sensing Connors' gaze, it slowly opened its large, black button-like eyes and looked at him.

Connors carefully took out the silkworm and placed it in his palm.

He pricked his fingertip and squeezed out a drop of blood onto the silkworm spirit.

The blood entered the silkworm's body in the blink of an eye after it came into contact with the silkworm.

Immediately, a feeling of blood connection came from the silkworm spirit, a feeling as intimate as that of half-brothers.

A tender, infant-like consciousness emanated from the hand:

"I'm so hungry..."

Immediately, the silkworm spits a seed the size of a fingernail onto Connors' hand.

She looked up at him expectantly.

"He actually spat out the primordial seed so quickly." Sachs chuckled from the side, "Lord Connors, this little guy trusts you quite a bit."

Connors smiled slightly, poked it with his finger, and teased it.

A burst of cheerful laughter echoed in my mind.

After teasing him for a while, he handed the Origin Seed to Sean, who was standing nearby: "Find a good place and plant the Origin Seed."

"Yes, sir." Sean carefully held the seed in his hands, as if it were his own life.

This thing is indeed more precious than his life.

The primordial seed is the core of a silkworm spirit; when the seed dies, the silkworm spirit dies.

This fairy silkworm is a grape fairy silkworm. Its original seed is planted in the grape vineyard. It can absorb a pheromone-like nutrient produced by the growth of grapes in the vineyard to support its growth.

The silkworm can also influence the plants in the vineyard through its seeds, increasing the yield and quality of the grapes.

This is a virtuous circle.

"The only thing to be careful about is that plant growth consumes soil nutrients, so you need to pay attention to fertilization..." Connors pondered for a moment and asked:

How often should vineyards be fertilized?

Sean paused, then asked, "What does fertilization mean?"

Don't they even have the concept of fertilizer? Connors frowned, turned his head, and looked at Bell and Sachs.

The two of them also looked confused.

It was just like how he used to listen to English lessons.

It seems it hasn't been fertilized... Connors sighed helplessly.

"Sachs, relay my orders."

"No one is allowed to throw away any leftover garbage from burning within the territory; it must all be collected together."

"Bell, go and organize people to collect all the excrement in the street and pile it up."

"Note: Do not place it upwind!"

Otherwise, we would have witnessed biological weapons ahead of time...

"Also, send people to clear the silt from the riverbed..."

As Connors issued his orders one by one, Bell and Sachs became increasingly confused.

They had absolutely no idea why they were doing these things.

"Lord Connors..." Sachs hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why collect these things?"

Bell and Sean, who was standing next to him, also looked at Connors, their eyes filled with confusion.

Connors crouched down, grabbed a handful of soil, and asked:

"You think that plants take root in the soil and absorb nutrients from it to grow, so where do those nutrients in the soil come from?"

The three of them looked at each other, their minds blank.

Somewhat embarrassed, Sachs said, "Lord Connors, could you please elaborate?"

More refined?

To go into more detail, we need to start with the periodic table.

Connors shook his head and offered no further explanation.

After all, if I keep talking, I won't be able to keep up the act anymore.

......

After leaving the vineyard, Connors went to the Lily Farm, where he inspected the situation and then toured the territory.

Although I had memories of my predecessor as a reference, the experience was still different.

As night fell, Connors completed his final inspection, bid farewell to the knights, left the training ground, and returned to the castle.

Upon entering the castle, Talia, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him, gave him a hug, and said with tender eyes and a lingering gaze:

"Honey, it's getting late. You've had a long day, you should rest."

Connors glanced at the water clock and chuckled, "Is your little one in such a hurry?"

A blush rose on Talia's face, and her eyes sparkled with desire.

He patted Talia's pert bottom and said suggestively, "Go to your room and wait for me. I have some things to take care of in the study."

"Then you'd better hurry up!"

Talia left gracefully.

As he watched her disappear from sight, Connors's face darkened.

"Now I just have to wait for the intelligence to update. If not, I'll stay in the study tonight."

Connors went to the study and idly flipped through the books on the bookshelf.

Time passed slowly, and the only sounds in the study besides the turning of pages were the sound of running water in the kettle.

Along the way, Talia sent her maids to urge him several times, but he always brushed them off.

Connors' eyes lit up as he watched the hands of the water clock approach zero.

Come on, I'm ready!

As the clock struck zero, Connors looked expectantly ahead, waiting for the light screen to appear.

One second... two seconds... three seconds... one minute...

Connors' smile froze on his face.

What's going on?!

"Knock knock knock..." Just then, a knocking sound rang out on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Talia, wearing a light nightgown, pushed open the door and entered. She looked at Connors with a beautiful smile.

"Honey, I've been waiting for you for so long, why aren't you here yet?"

The candlelight cast flickering shadows on her face.

At that moment, a fluorescent blue light screen popped up in front of me.

[Daily intelligence updates in progress...]