"Andor, add one more thing to my schedule: build a temple."
Lin Ke’s eyes shone with determination.
What does a child know?
Most of what children understand comes from their parents and teachers.
The children of Blue Light Celestial City, those who have time to listen to stories, are usually from the commoner class and have no teachers.
So, their understanding is mostly inherited from their parents.
"Besides... White Light, you have over two hundred knights under your command now, right?" Lin Ke glanced at White Light.
"Yes, yes, Lord Buck." White Light replied, somewhat nervous: "But they don’t really follow my orders. I, I just registered them is all."
"No, White Light, you can command them because you have me behind you." Lin Ke smiled and shook his head.
In times of despair, a young man who dares to raise his blade against a stronger foe, why shouldn’t he command those knights?
Lin Ke had chosen this young man from the start precisely because of his fearlessness.
"White Light, I heard from the Great Wilderness Lord that knights need to have faith." Lin Ke patted White Light on the shoulder.
"But, but I don’t want to have faith in the gods." White Light shook his head vigorously, then mimicked Lin Ke’s tone: "They’re just leeches to us Faser people!"
"Who told you to believe in those fools?" Lin Ke laughed wryly: "I’ve told you before, what you can believe in is our own thoughts and spirit."
"As far as I know, one of the Great Wilderness Lord’s subordinates, a powerful knight, believes in fearlessness." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel✶fire.net
One of the characteristics of Garoce’s [Knight] is "faith", and that faith is in fearlessness!
And Lin Ke’s faith lies in the people.
"Faith... faith in fearlessness?" White Light was momentarily stunned, then filled with thought: "Fearlessness... am I fearless..."
"You are fearless, but also not fearless."
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Ke, of course, personally guided them; Andor and White Light were both people Lin Ke had high hopes for. As long as their lineage wasn’t exceedingly poor, they would have a bright future.
"Fearlessness is when you struck out at me with that sword. Such fearlessness is about rising up when needed, unrelated to the strength of your power."
"But you’re not quite fearless because fearlessness involves every aspect. If you’re not afraid to die, why not live? Why not truly kill me when you’re really strong?"
Lin Ke looked at White Light, giving him time to ponder: "Let’s go, think as you walk, and when you truly understand the principle of fearlessness, it will be the time you can truly be fearless."
After checking the sales status of "Notre-Dame Cathedral", Lin Ke came to the milkfruit fields outside the city, where vast stretches of milkfruit were planted.
The growth of milkfruits resembles pineapples, but they bear more fruit.
Lin Ke and his companions arrived outside Blue Light Celestial City and saw the dense fields of milkfruit, a golden expanse.
Thousands of farmers were working there, along with several mages specifically assigned here, water mages and earth mages, respectively.
Initially, these mages were unwilling, after all, they were noble mages.
But after some education in every sense, these mages submitted and were happily using their magic to farm.
"How is the yield of the milkfruit?" Lin Ke casually asked Andor: "What’s the sales agreement with the Great Wilderness Lord this year?"
"One field can produce about ten thousand, I think," Andor replied after some thought. "That’s the monthly yield after maturity, and the Great Wilderness Lord wants approximately five million per year."
"Good, increase the yield." Lin Ke slightly nodded, then couldn’t help but walk to the edge of the fields, next to the mature milkfruit bushes.
"Hey, fellow, want to try our milkfruit?" a farmer working on pest control stuck his head out and asked with a kind smile, "But first, let’s be clear, one magic coin per fruit, we do have to pay dues."
Lin Ke extended his Mage Hand, touching the farmer’s, transferring one magic coin over, then snapped off a milkfruit and peeled back the fuzzy skin like peeling a banana or corn, taking a bite.
A burst of sweet juice trickled out, not as crisp as roasting, yet refreshing like an apple.
Andor and White Light followed behind, their expressions unchanged.
They ate this often, so it wasn’t novel to them at all.
But to Lin Ke, it felt like a high-quality, dry provision that could be stored for a long time if roasted just right and was also nutritious.
Trading with the Faser side of the Great Wilderness could result in better food processing.
In the past life, what’s one of the differences between developing and developed?
The input and output of raw materials.
Developing countries are resource-rich, exporting iron ores and rare metals, only for developed countries to sell them back at ten-fold, hundred-fold prices after processing.
Profitable beyond imagination!
And now, the Great Wilderness has a technological advantage over Faser.
"Buck" sells the milkfruit to Lin Ke, who can process it and sell it back.
The same goes for iron ore.
A ton of iron ore could be priced similarly to ten enchanted longswords.
Yet a ton of iron ore can produce hundreds of enchanted longswords and also train [Secret Text Master], [Blacksmith], and [Smith].
This is a once-in-a-lifetime, multi-beneficial opportunity.
No wonder those capitalists liked investing in developing countries for factories, hiring people in the past.
Those working for foreign companies were smug but were just inequitable labor.
"How about it, fellow? Our milkfruit tastes good, right? Haha, let me tell you, our Lord Buck is a top-notch fellow!"
The old farmer, seeing Lin Ke eat the milkfruit, hurriedly asked with unabashed pride in his expression.
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Lin Ke didn’t ask, but Andor did, his eyes showing anticipation.
Hearing the praise for Lin Ke, Andor was happier than Lin Ke himself.
"Oh, I’m telling you, who else but our fellow Buck would give us land and seeds? Those used to belong to the mage lords."
The old farmer glanced at Andor: "I see you’re a handsome, fair-skinned lad, how do you not know this?"
Then he sighed: "Life is good now... there’s hope!"
The old farmer’s face was full of happiness and hope.
Lin Ke chuckled, didn’t comment, gave Andor and White Light a look, and headed to the next field.
After inspecting each field, it was already afternoon, and Lin Ke and his team headed non-stop to the training ground.
Here, squads of knights were training on the unique Faser creature, the Long-Bone Horse.
These Long-Bone Horses were large, and their mane was a Mage Hand, just right to connect with the Faser people’s Mage Hand for a seamless bond.
They were truly excellent warhorses.