Lords Trying to Survive: Strategizing from a Rundown Yard

Chapter 16: Farmers Are Sources Of Productivity

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

There were people in the tent.

Living people.

There were men and women. There were seven or eight of them. Their hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes and their mouths were stuffed with rags.

These people’s eyes weren’t as numb as those bandits’, and their bright eyes revealed their fear.

Zong Shen focused slightly.

The golden guide prompt arrived as expected.

(Poor natives robbed by bandits. If you are willing to save them and provide food, they will pledge allegiance to you. Your territory happens to lack manpower.)

It turned out to be ordinary natives with a similar background to the three foolish farmers.

Zong Shen heaved a sigh of relief and put down his kite-shaped shield.

Luna had already tossed the corpse into the bonfire.

It would turn it into ashes and never suffer any more blasphemy or pain.

She also saw the pitiful creatures that were plundered in the tent and took the initiative to speak.

“Lord, our territory needs people.”

“Rescue them, make them submit to your mercy, and build your territory.”

Zong Shen nodded in agreement.

He put away his kite-shaped shield and got off the horse.

One by one, they cut the ropes that bound their hands and feet.

The aboriginals regained their freedom and immediately tore off the rags in their mouths.

“I’m a Lord nearby. This is my soldier.”

“I saved you all.”

“Now, are you willing to work for me and build a great territory with me?”

Zong Shen held his sword in one hand and said solemnly.

The natives looked at each other, not knowing where they were.

However, those hateful and savage bandits were indeed wiped out.

After hesitating for a moment.

They bowed in unison and greeted Zong Shen.

“Great Lord, it’s our honor to serve you.”

“Please treat us well and provide us with accommodation and food.”

Zong Shen nodded in agreement.

“Very good, your decision is wise!”

There were a total of eight natives, five males and three females.

They were all wearing rough linen clothes.

Their skin was dark and rough.

They looked very robust.

Zong Shen looked around.

[Farmer: Second Flower]

[Aptitude: Normal]

[Rank: Level 3]

[Attribute: (Click to unfold)]

[Satiety: 33]

[Loyalty Level: 60]

…

[Farmer: Fattie]

[Aptitude: Outstanding]

[Rank: Level 5]

[Attribute: (Click to unfold)]

[Satiety: 36]

[Loyalty Level: 60]

…

[Farmer: Biggie]

[Aptitude: Normal]

[Rank: Level 5]

[Attribute: (Click to unfold)]

[Satiety: 31]

[Loyalty Level: 60]

…

Zong Shen looked around and was very satisfied with these new farmers.

Among them, there were none with dim-witted aptitude and they were at least at ordinary aptitude. There was even a farmer named Fattie whose aptitude had reached outstanding.

The quality of these farmers was very high!

It was much better than the three silly farmers at the beginning!

Even though their loyalty was a little low, as long as he were to train them, they would be able to grow rapidly.

With the addition of these eight farmers, it could greatly increase the efficiency of the development of the territory.

As the saying goes, farmers are sources of productivity.

Productivity was strength.

Strength was justice.

It was such a simple logic.

“Very good, Luna! Take them back to our territory.”

Zong Shen turned around and instructed. It would take at least two and a half to three hours to cover a distance of more than 30 miles on foot.

If they set off now, they could rush back to the territory before sunset.

The farmers rubbed their stomachs and looked troubled.

“Lord, we haven’t eaten or drank for days. Can you provide us with some food?”

“Otherwise, I don’t think we can survive until we reach your territory.”

The farmer named Fattie said.

He was the farmer with outstanding aptitude and was now the leader of the eight farmers.

“You have a point.”

Zong Shen nodded. Coincidentally, he had the [Unknown Dry Wind Meat] that he had looted from the bandit’s tent previously. There were quite a number of them, numbering to 23.

Hence, he gave each of them a share.

As for water, it was easy to settle.

These bandits carried leather water bags with them.

Zong Shen didn’t pick it up because he found it dirty.

It was perfect for quenching the thirst of these farmers.

Therefore, each of the eight dirty farmers grabbed a piece of dried meat made from some unknown meat and took turns to drink water from their water bags.

They finished their first meal in one go.

“Luna, protect them and go back first. I’ll be there soon.”

After they finished eating the dried meat and drank some water, they regained some strength.

Zong Shen said to Luna seriously.

“Lord, what about your safety…?”

Luna’s loyalty was as high as 83, and she had already taken the initiative to worry about Zong Shen’s safety.

Zong Shen smiled and waved his hand, waving the rusty single-handed sword in his hand.

“It’s alright. I can protect myself. Take them and set off. We must reach the territory before dark.”

Upon hearing Zong Shen’s words, Luna did not insist any further. She nodded and rode on her black panther, leading the eight farmers on their way back.

Zong Shen, on the other hand, continued to stay in this camp and started exploring.

The bandits also dropped some items.

They were all weapons whose names were written in grey, broken quality.

The quality of the item was different, and the color displayed was also different.

So far, Zong Shen had only discovered five grades.

Broken (Gray), Normal (White), Superior (Green), Rare (Purple), Legendary (Orange).

As for whether there was a higher grade, Zong Shen did not know for the time being.

He stored all the trash weapons dropped by the bandits into the [Kodo’s Hide Backpack], and in accordance with the principle of returning to the granary, he didn’t let a single one go.

No matter how trashy these weapons were, Zong Shen did not need to use them himself. However, they could still be used to arm farmers at critical moments.

At this time, there were still two tents left in the bandit camp.

Zong Shen cut open the tent.

One tent was still filled with supplies.

Mostly wood.

[Wood x30]

[Stone x13]

[Iron x6]

[Textile x27]

[Hemp Rope ×5]

[Iron Axe x 6]

[Pickaxe × 6]

Another wave of supplies was taken by Zong Shen.

Obviously, these bandits were already prepared to set up camp here.

Killing monsters and searching for treasures was much more profitable than him collecting them.

With the guide module, it would be a waste of talent if he collected like a farmer.

Zong Shen did not care about these resources.

What really caught his attention was what was in the last tent.

It was not far from him.

It was a treasure chest. It was completely made of metal. Its surface was dark, and its workmanship was crude.

Zong Shen swept his gaze over.

[Black Iron Treasure Chest]

[An unknown Black Iron Treasure Chest. No one knows what will come out of it.]

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(There is no problem with the Treasure Chest, it can be opened at ease)

“I found a treasure chest?”

Zong Shen’s eyes lit up.

Opening a treasure chest was like opening a blind box.

He spat out some saliva and smeared it on his palm. Then, he rubbed it forcefully and walked over excitedly.