MC's career as foreign lord

"Are you saying that we only need to build enough houses for the current residents?" The gnome engineer was very confused.

In his understanding, shouldn't a house be designed completely? What kind of operation is it to leave a part unfinished?

"The houses below can be designed according to the characteristics of the race. Humans can design large courtyards like the Siheyuan, while elves can design some forests. The height of each floor should be enough for you to do these things, right?" Zhou Ren said.

Because of the sufficient space and area, their floors are not particularly low, but very tall. In this tall environment, even building a six-story building is more than enough, and planting a few trees is certainly not a problem.

This is more like a natural ground environment, rather than a special tenement building. Sufficient floor height can allow many people to live here without feeling suppressed, which is what Zhou Ren hopes for.

He himself had lived in such high-rise buildings, and the living experience was not very comfortable for anyone. Of course, he hoped that these buildings could be more comfortable when they were built.

If his residents couldn't even live well, how could they wholeheartedly work for him, this lord? Even though he needed to pay wages, he was not a stingy lord like those in ancient times.

Proficient in the monetary system, he clearly knew that only circulating money is real money, and what is held in hand is just a pile of scrap iron.

The money they earn through labor will create greater value. This is the meaning of money circulation. All the items in his territory will be the profits created by the people, and no one in the territory will be dissatisfied.

The living requirements of ordinary people in this world are actually very low. They only need to meet the minimum needs to barely survive in this world and will not come to trouble the rulers.

And if you can do something to make them feel happy and vent their time, or have more things to do, and also be able to obtain money, you will be regarded as an enlightened monarch.

In such a precarious social situation, even the elves, who can allow the people to barely survive, have become beacons in the eyes of most poor people on the continent.

You must know that they are not a kind race. They have caused countless massacres on the entire continent tens of thousands of years ago. But compared to the races that are now appearing in everyone's eyes and living by exploiting the people under their control, that is a great kindness.

Not to mention that in Zhou Ren's place, they can not only have enough to eat and wear warmly, but also obtain some spiritual needs that they can hardly imagine. Both ordinary people and professionals can easily find a place for themselves here.

Zhou Ren stared into the distance. He seemed to be able to see the figures of the group of people leaving in the distance. From this building, he seemed to be able to see some malicious eyes.

After slightly planning the construction of the territory, it seemed that some people finally poked their heads out. Even though they couldn't invade the territory during the Great Wind Period, these guys didn't seem to want him to have a good rest.

Zhou Ren smiled slightly. That was the direction of the orcs, right? Those guys had lost a lot of manpower in his territory. Even if they couldn't come to his territory now during the Great Wind Period, they must be planning for the future.

He jumped down from the building, directly leaped up, and returned to his room. At this moment, the sky had gradually become dark, but it was still as bright as day under the illumination of various lanterns.

Although there were almost no monsters spawning outside, they were still very careful. Now the monster spawning tower was operating all the time, spawning batches of monsters, which were blocked under the monster spawning tower, even causing volume collisions.

It was because of the volume collision that some monsters died as a result, and then turned into materials, flowing down from the newly replaced soul sand and into the box, where they were sorted and placed inside various drawers.

"See you tomorrow, Mossa!" Zhou Ren said, and soon fell into a dream. This night seemed unexpectedly long!

However, after this master fell asleep, the actions of the entire territory did not slow down because of his sleep, but became more intense.

Inside this small house, several skeletons ran out. They removed all the excess materials and boxes in the house, and then walked into the cave behind the house.

Mossa nodded, "Be quiet, don't make any noise. Tomorrow is the first day of the territory's true autonomy. Everything must be done tonight!"

The Great Wind started blowing at night, and from tomorrow onwards, Zhou Ren, this lord, would be truly taking office. All the surrounding areas would be gone, except for any creatures other than his people.

This grassland had experienced countless bloodshed in these short two weeks. All the creatures living on the grassland were purged, and those monsters from the abyss were turned into pools of money and military exploits.

And this was just one thing that happened inside the small house. As for the construction in the forest outside, it had never stopped.

Whether it was the gnomes or the dwarves, it seemed that the entire clan had acted. They traveled throughout the territory, arranging everything little by little, and putting up all the gifts they thought were the best. Two rows of long tables appeared at the door of the small house.

As for those foods and treasures, they were naturally brought to the table. Everyone looked at the small house with hope, as if the one sleeping inside was not their lord, but an ultimate hope.

Zhou Ren might not be very clear about what he had been deified into in the eyes of others.

He was just a small lord, recruiting such a group of people to work hard for the construction of his territory. He had a grand plan that could subvert the entire continent, but this plan had not actually been implemented, but he had only drawn a pie for the gods and major races.

The people under his command added up to only a few thousand, most of whom came from the original townspeople and the support of the elves. Whether they would listen to him was another matter.

Those creatures from the Underdark were just a group of refugees. He didn't hope that these refugees would give him anything. He only hoped that these seemingly miserable guys could live a little better in his territory.

This was originally what Mossa said, and it was also Zhou Ren's original intention. He never thought of really letting these underground races fight to the death for him.

After all, what could a group of races who didn't live well underground become even if they came to the surface?

Being able to ensure that they live stably and then multiply in their own territory can also add a little vitality to the originally empty territory.

Zhou Ren didn't have too high demands. At least these people couldn't be starved to death when they came to his territory, right? Then give them more to eat.

So many people can't be idle, right? It's impossible for everyone to squat at home or run to the ground to mine. They should have their own work, and his territory is waiting to be rebuilt, so he can just give them such a job.

Since work was given, wages must be paid. This also allows for integration with my financial system, ensuring the true circulation of money and transforming the territory's goods into valuable assets, rather than priceless items piling up in boxes after production.

Now that work has been provided, it's time to increase the welfare of the territory's people. Anyway, this manpower is idle, so it's better to have them build more houses and invigorate all the residents in the territory.

Now that the underground residents have their own lives, I certainly can't favor one over the other. The residents living on the surface should also have their own crafts.

So, I promoted planting techniques and found people to help with planting, construction, and herding. In the future, when my market appears, I will hire even more people to help with sales and manage the money.

To prevent these people from slacking off, I even set up skeleton overseers next to them. It seems I should be a standard capitalist.

However, the people of this world don't see it that way at all. Which lord would do these things for the people of their territory?

Let alone guaranteeing they won't starve to death like the Elves do, many human lords think of their territory's people as disposable. One batch dies, and they just recruit another.

They can't even touch the edge of the territory's walls, only able to build a shack in a corner of the territory and desperately try to survive on a small piece of land.

Even then, they have to endure exploitation from the territory's knights, provocations from mercenaries, and destruction from natural disasters.

If they're lucky, they can eat a few full meals when the harvest is good. If they're unlucky, they can only perish in war. Everyone lives exposed to the elements, and everyone is in constant danger.

But whether it's war, storms, or the arrival of some underground monsters, it has little to do with them.

Because the lord won't be merciful enough to open the territory's gates and let them in. They will only coldly watch all the people die from the city walls. Often, this can eliminate the invaders' ambitions, making them drag away the corpses of these people.

In the eyes of some kind-hearted lords, things will be slightly better. They will build a small wall for the people to hide behind, but it's impossible for them to send out their direct troops to fight these guys.

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The Elven race is prevalent, ensuring the safety of all its citizens, but it only protects Elves. Among the people fleeing to Val City this time, there weren't many humans.

Even Henry had to stay behind to ensure the safety of his wife and daughters in the city. After all, there is a price to pay for human citizens to go to the Elven cities.

But even the worst of the surface dwellers have it much better than the races living in the Underdark, that corner of death.

The Underdark races often number in the hundreds or thousands, but after hundreds of years, perhaps only one or two out of ten survive.

But in such an environment, they have developed a personality that doesn't trust anyone. Even though they have moved to this territory to live, they have never forgotten.

Whether it's the Dwarves or the Gnomes, they have retained most of their combat power for future use. But after coming here, what this lord has given them is an undefended territory and enough trust to move them.

He even allowed them to build a furnace, a building, and plan their own living locations.

Except for the land in the center of the territory that they were not allowed to plan, all areas were open for them to choose. That lava should be a location that the lord values no matter where it is.

Because it represents endless energy and fire. Even if it is rented to others, it can reap endless wealth.

But Zhou Ren just gave it to them like that. When they came to ask questions, the most he said was that he was worried about them being swallowed by the flames, rather than worrying about his lava being used by a group of lowly people.

This almost equal treatment gave the underground races great confidence, while the Mushroom People were moved by the huge mushroom forest and the Tree of Life that allowed their lives to thrive.

In such a territory, they enjoyed treatment that was unimaginable in the past. Whether it was living conditions or food, it was much better than they could have imagined.

This lord also had no airs at all. He didn't even have a knight by his side. He walked in the center of the territory on foot, as if carrying supreme power.

He clearly looks like an ordinary person, but everyone trusts him enough. He smiles at everyone, frowns to solve problems, but doesn't yell at people who cause trouble.

He is able to patiently teach each race to complete their work in the territory, but he has never issued orders because they are not working hard enough. He has supreme power, but he is willing to share it with everyone.

This is the lord they have been thinking about! The territory in everyone's dreams may not even look like this now.

And tomorrow morning all the outsiders will leave, and this territory will truly become their lord's. As the people of the territory, if they don't have any sense, I'm afraid they won't be worthy of continuing to live here.

Even the Elf Ranger very sensibly took out a wooden box and helped the many legendary leaders pass on their opinions on the field, while lighting up the sky with his owl.

"What a grand event!" The people in the distant town were also preparing their understanding and the loyalty they were going to offer tomorrow. Only some merchants were still reserved, watching the show on the city walls with the mercenaries.

"Aren't you going to prepare gifts? Or are you planning to leave in two months like us?" Some mercenaries asked these merchants.

The merchants looked at them with very surprised eyes. "With the attitude of these residents, if you don't offer gifts tomorrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk out of here alive!"

"What are you afraid of? You didn't give any either!" Some mercenaries were puzzled.

"Stupid!" The merchant sneered, pulling down the curtain at the door, revealing the words above and the things below.

"This is..." The mercenaries were shocked. It turned out to be a huge pile of gifts.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a reasonable and excellent lord. If possible, I would even like to move my home here!" the merchant said.

From Zhou Ren's little performance, he could see that this lord's attitude towards everyone was completely different from other lords.

That is an attitude called respect!