No one knows why Koro was so energetic, but in the end, the villagers got to work in an orderly manner, just as Yunwei had hoped.
Since it wasn't really strenuous work, elderly people and children who weren't originally planned to participate joined in, making it as lively and noisy as a festival.
The processed dried fish were quickly hung up to dry, resembling fans swaying in the wind.
But the surprises that Koro brought to Yunwei did not end there.
The other person could actually read.
The sky had darkened, and Yun Wei stood on the rocks by the shore, flipping through the brief notes written by Koro about everything concerning Resgorod.
He frowned more and more as he looked at it.
There were no shipyards, ports, or taverns here, nor was there the Fado he longed for.
The iron ore mine that Isaac mentioned has long since collapsed, and there are even rumors in the village that it is haunted.
The poverty here far exceeded his expectations. After all, he had almost never entered a medieval, smelly farmhouse.
The village has a total of more than 70 shacks, housing nearly 400 people.
However, in this shed with only one room, the bed was the only piece of furniture.
Even if it's already missing a piece, even if it's already broken a leg.
That is a precious heritage comparable to a family heirloom!
On cold nights, not only do three generations squeeze into one bed, but livestock also share it, as they are also a precious source of heat.
Under conditions of low productivity, even firewood was a rare commodity.
"Alright, Koro, you can go back now. I need to think about this carefully." Yun Wei sighed. "I'll draft a plan for each of you for the next ninety days tonight. Starting tomorrow, you'll have to follow my schedule."
This place already practices collectivism, so it's only natural that they would implement a "March Plan".
Koro nodded. "No problem, sir. Like I said, as long as we don't go hungry, we'll do whatever you say."
He paused for a moment, then asked, "By the way, sir, where will you be resting tonight? The former lord's fortress was located on an offshore island, but it collapsed hundreds of years ago..."
Subsequent lords generally also held other territories, preferring to live in the baronies closer to the south rather than take charge of this forgotten land.
Before Yun Wei could answer, Isaac spoke up: "You don't need to worry about that. I can also build shelters. I learned it from... cough, from a very experienced hunter."
Koro was relieved and bowed to the two men. "That's good. If you need any help, just let me know. The villagers don't know the proper etiquette, so please come to me if you need anything."
Yun Wei's attention was still focused on the intelligence in his hand. He nodded to Koro and let him leave.
The deserted coastline is now only littered with ashes from burnt-out firewood, piles of dried fish hanging on racks, and the incessant sound of the waves.
There were also two people standing side by side.
Isaac couldn't help but ask, "Yun, why don't you pick a place? The scenery along the coast is nice, but it's not comfortable to stay there long-term. I think the area to the west, near the forest farm, would be good. Shall we go take a look?"
Yun Wei then raised his head and looked at Isaac, his expression quite intriguing.
Isaac was quite puzzled; he couldn't have said anything wrong, could he?
Although living in a shack was indeed very unpleasant, Yun Wei didn't seem to care about it.
He immediately stood up straight and insisted, "In any case, let's find a place to settle down first, and then you can continue reading."
Yun Wei didn't tease the other party for too long.
He waved his hand, then took out a cloud boat from his spatial storage and swaggered over.
This is his personal mage tower.
Although living in a shack was quite interesting, he didn't want to lie in a place where he was worried it would collapse if he made even the slightest movement.
Isaac was stunned for a moment before he quickly caught up with him. "Hey, why didn't you take the cloud boat out the other night?"
Yun Wei turned around, raised an eyebrow, and said to Isaac, "Who knows? Someone is really keen to build a nest, so I guess I'll just have to let him be."
His tone was very sarcastic, and even his eyes were full of laughter.
Isaac could only chuckle foolishly; he would never know that Yun Wei had simply forgotten.
...
Isaac skillfully maneuvered the aircraft, heading towards the forest west of the village.
To the west of the forest farm are rolling hills, where the mines are located. Further west from the mines are towering mountains, stretching from west to north like natural walls extending to the eastern coast.
There is only a narrow pass in the middle. Passing through that heart-stopping sliver of sky, you can reach the endless northern wilderness.
Yun Wei had already started to hunch over his desk, writing and drawing.
Isaac said, "Cloud, tell me your plan. I'm really curious."
While quickly calculating the food production-to-consumption ratio, Yun Wei said, "It's nothing much, mainly just some replanning. Not only is the land barren here, but sunlight is also scarce, so I don't plan to let them continue farming. Instead, I'll develop fishing and hunting. That's what you call, well, adapting to local conditions."
Isaac asked again, "Is that all? Aren't you going to plan some industries for them? It might be difficult to collect land taxes just like that."
Yun Wei smiled and emphasized, "Adapt to local conditions."
Seeing that the other party was clearly interested, he then asked, "Tell me, what is the most valuable aspect of Resgorod?"
Isaac replied, “High-quality wood? But they only have stone axes now, and it will probably take a lot of effort to carve it into planks.”
However, if the mine shafts are built first, then a whole host of industries will be needed, such as charcoal making, brick firing, iron smelting, ingot making, forging, and so on.
They could only select clever people from the already small village to do these things.
Who knows when the first axe will be forged in the territory.
Yun Wei disagreed, saying, "Tools like axes can be bought directly, but that's not what I'm talking about."
"Resgorod is too remote. It is the northernmost point of human civilization, separated from the far northern wilderness by only a ravine."
Isaac asked, puzzled, "That's why it's become so weak."
He still didn't understand why Yun Wei thought this was the most valuable place in the area.
Yun Wei put down his pen and laughed. "I remember you once came to the wasteland to hunt. Since the southern forests already have inexhaustible treasures, may I ask why my most talented sword saint would choose to go to such lengths to come to this remote northern land?"
Isaac was stunned again.
It wasn't because he was inspired by Yun Wei's idea, but because Yun Wei's vivid appearance at this moment made him unable to look away.
The other person seemed to be radiating a light that captivated his entire being.
He mumbled an answer, one he himself didn't even know what he was saying, "Because there are higher-level magical beasts here, rarer materials, and more exciting trials..."
And then there's the lord who makes his heart race and fills him with longing.
Immersed in the grand vision, Yun Wei was completely unaware of what was happening. He clapped his hands excitedly and said, "That's right. This is my true vision for Reston Territory."
"I want to build it into a forward outpost of human civilization. From here, whether heading north to the endless wilderness or east to a new continent full of unknowns, brave adventurers and explorers will take their first steps to understand this world."
"And my humble and submissive subjects merely provide them with meticulous logistical support," he concluded generously and modestly.
Yun Wei felt as if he could already hear the clattering of gold coins.
“So, my brave Isa!” He looked at Isaac, who was staring at him intently, and read the most important thing in the plan, “After settling them in, let’s go and take a look at the far north wilderness.”
"I'll do as you say." After a long while, the knight, who had been standing ramrod straight, lowered his eyes and replied.
His throat bobbed, and he gripped the helm tightly.
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