Joe continued, "Since the beginning of the year, Muxi City has successively built commercial buildings such as the Grand Market and the Exchange, cultural buildings such as the Theater, the Open-air Stage, and the Literary Square, educational buildings such as the Printing Plant, Muxi Academy, and the Library, and military buildings such as the Knights' Headquarters, Training Grounds, and Supply Depot."

"According to the city's future plans, the first project will be a three-kilometer-long irrigation canal, with water sourced from the Falling Star Mountains. Once completed, it will solve the drinking water problem for tens of thousands of people in the city, eliminating the need to compete for the scarce well water. Next will be the port and shipyard. Speaking of which, I would like to express my gratitude to the Valkyries of North Island."

Todd was puzzled: "Why should we thank the Valkyrie of the North Island for building the port and shipyard?"

"It was precisely because Muxi City accepted the Valkyries that the people of the Northern Island were willing to share their shipbuilding and port construction technologies. Your Majesty, when it comes to shipbuilding, we, who have not been in contact with the sea for a long time, have fallen far behind other countries. This time, thanks to the Valkyries' mediation, the people of the Northern Island were willing to help us build ports and shipyards so readily."

Sitting at the lower end of the table, Huggins said to Todd, "The leader of the Valkyries, Brunhilde, has also expressed her desire to participate in the upcoming battles. In her own words, if she continues to be idle like this, her body will rust and rot along with her sword."

Todd smiled, and the image of that tall, heroic, and beautiful silver-haired woman appeared before his eyes.

"Finally, we plan to build a stadium for residents to use regularly." After saying this, Joe sat back down, only to find Todd staring at him, with no intention of looking away.

The monk stammered, "Your Majesty... why... why are you looking at me like that...?"

Todd rubbed his temples, looking exasperated, and said, "I once asked you to build a structure, but the project was temporarily shelved due to insufficient funds. Why aren't you starting construction now?!"

The monk scratched his head, then suddenly realized: "Oh! You mean... the public bathhouse!"

“That’s right! Tell me, Joe, how long has it been since you last took a shower?!”

Upon hearing Todd's question, the monk blurted out, "Three weeks, just a few more days and it will be a month!"

Seeing the smug look on this guy's face, Todd really wanted to take off his size 38 shoes and slap them across the guy's size 42 face!

"Build the irrigation canal first, then the public bathhouse! Did you hear me?!" Todd rarely showed an angry expression, and even slammed his handrail.

The monk Qiao shrank back: "Your Majesty, as you wish."

Todd looked away and glanced around at everyone in the council chamber, noticing that the Southern scholar Kendi was not among them.

Kendi's identity was special; he was both the son of a nobleman from the Southern Empire and a pagan believer in the religious war. Although Todd was the king, it was inconvenient for him to hold a royal position or attend meetings.

"If you have nothing else to report, then go about your business." Todd waved his hand and stood up from the throne. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he walked into the curtained area behind the hall. Taking advantage of the curtain blocking his view, he grimaced and vigorously rubbed his already numb buttocks and thighs.