System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1234 - 332: Disrespect Toward the God (10,000 Words)

Jose, already skilled at reading expressions, sensed the change in Lynn’s tone and quickly bent down to respond.

"Master, as of now, the Bow and Arrow Workshop has a total of eight hundred and fifty people."

Lynn pondered for a moment and continued to ask.

"How many crossbows can the workshop produce each day?"

Upon hearing this, Jose became slightly nervous and replied.

"Master, each apprentice is involved in different production processes..."

Lynn said sternly, "I only need an exact number."

Jose’s body trembled, he quickly bent his waist and answered.

"Master, four!"

Lynn repeated Jose’s words.

"The Bow and Arrow Workshop has a workforce of eight hundred and fifty people, complete with all kinds of production tools, and detailed crossbow schematics drawn by me personally."

"Yet only four crossbows can be produced each day?"

Jose, with his waist bent and head lowered, dared not utter a word.

He waited for Master Lynn’s reprimand to come.

However.

Jose did not hear words of reproach from Lynn.

Lynn looked directly at Jose and spoke.

"Such efficiency is too low!"

In Lynn’s mind, he intended to equip every armed soldier with a crossbow!

If low production efficiency prevents equipping all armed soldiers,

At least the light cavalry and light infantry must be fully equipped.

Thus.

Enhancing their short and medium-range combat capabilities.

But based on the current production efficiency of the Bow and Arrow Workshop...

Four per day, a hundred and twenty per month!

The Bow and Arrow Workshop has eight hundred and fifty workers!

How long will Lynn have to wait before equipping the armed soldiers?

Changing his tone, Lynn continued.

"Foreman Jose, even if you lead the apprentices to work overtime, you must accelerate production."

"I clearly remember you promised to promptly produce three hundred crossbows."

Jose’s words trembled slightly.

"Yes... yes, Master."

Lynn replied and continued speaking.

"I give you a month to complete the remaining crossbows."

"I want to see three hundred crossbows by the beginning of October!"

"Foreman Jose, do you have any objections?"

Three hundred crossbows in a month.

That translates to producing ten crossbows a day.

Considering the number of workers, the complete set of production tools, and the schematics drawn...

Lynn didn’t find it difficult.

Jose quickly responded, "Master, Jose has no objection!"

"From tomorrow... no, from this moment."

"Jose will lead the apprentices to rush the crossbow production."

"Even if daily resting hours are reduced, three hundred crossbows will be produced ensuring quality and acceptance standards!"

"If by the beginning of October, Jose hasn’t produced three hundred crossbows, Jose is at your disposal."

"And will have no complaints!"

Lynn nodded in satisfaction, "Very good."

"I have noted your military pledge."

"If there’s nothing else, go back to work."

Jose bowed and replied, then retreated.

"Yes, Master."

After dismissing Jose, Lynn strode through the Bow and Arrow Workshop.

As he passed, each apprentice immediately paid respectful attention.

After inspecting the area and confirming that everything was in order, Lynn left the Bow and Arrow Workshop.

Walking on the smooth red brick pavement.

Thoughts swiftly moved through Lynn’s mind.

Instructing Jose to produce three hundred crossbows.

If Lynn wishes to equip his light infantry and light cavalry.

The count is naturally far from enough.

Lynn’s intention was to apply pressure to both Jose and the entire Bow and Arrow Workshop!

Only this way.

Jose can transform pressure into motivation, leading the apprentices to vigorously produce crossbows.

As long as all apprentices fully devote themselves to production,

Their learning and production efficiency will improve significantly.

Gaining experience for producing more crossbows in the future!

Walking on the red brick road.

Lynn glanced at the distant Glass Workshop and Brewing Workshop.

Eventually, he decided against inspecting them.

With Layla leading apprentices to produce glazed glass, and Lex leading apprentices to brew gin beer,

Lynn had no concerns.

With Beo and Xenophon working on telescopes, significant breakthroughs short-term are unlikely.

Lex’s distilled alcohol, according to Lynn, has reached usable standards.

The sole task now is to expand the production scale of alcohol!

Whether for medical disinfection, drug manufacturing,

Or as industrial fuel substitutes and solvent applications.

Mass storage of high-purity alcohol is imperative!

Leaving the Handicraft Workshop District, Lynn arrived at Lord’s Square.

It was morning.

Domain residents had already gone to their posts for work.

The expansive Lord’s Square felt somewhat empty.

Arriving before the ten-meter-tall Lord Statue, Lynn looked up.

The granite statue depicted his face and body’s outline.

Though standing in the open air, enduring sun and wind, even the breeze carries dust.

Yet it was wiped spotless by the domain’s residents.

Clearly.

The domain’s residents revered this Lord Statue just as they revered Lynn himself.

Lynn’s gaze shifted to the granite platform beneath the Lord Statue.

The upright face directly before Lynn was engraved with many names, both unfamiliar and familiar...

Lynn’s eyes scanned over them, finding there were already thirty names engraved!