System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1331: The Existence of God (10K)

The following morning.

After breakfast under Kuisi’s service, Lynn left the castle with Red.

Walking on the smooth red brick road, through the large residential area of red brick houses, they arrived at the Blacksmith Workshop.

Lynn continued to immerse himself in the sand mold making for the steel tracks.

[Production experience +1]

[Production experience +1]

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With Lynn’s continuous labor, the experience gradually increased bit by bit.

The sand mold that Lynn crafted was made from fine sand, screened to remove impurities, specifically quartz sand.

After screening, it was ensured that the sand particles were uniform to avoid air holes during casting.

Clay was mixed with the fine sand in a ratio, keeping clay content around twenty percent.

This was to enhance the mold’s plasticity and strength.

Under the watchful learning eyes of the apprentices in the Blacksmith Workshop, Lynn started to make the bottom part of the sand mold.

He filled the mixed sand into the bottom of the frame, determining the thickness according to the mold height, then used a wooden hammer to compact it layer by layer.

Each layer was about ten centimeters thick to avoid any voids inside the sand mold.

Lynn then placed the lower half of the previously made L-shaped master mold onto the sand.

Using a scraper, he refined the surface of the sand mold along the edges of the frame to ensure a tight fit.

Then, reserving a gate and riser in the sand mold…

While Lynn was working at the workbench.

Time quickly passed by.

From morning to noon, then from noon to evening.

The day swiftly came to an end.

Fortunately.

Lynn had already completed the lower half of the sand mold.

It was placed in a cool and ventilated area to air dry naturally.

Awaiting tomorrow to complete the upper sand mold and dry it.

To prepare for molding and reinforcement.

He let Ehrelo lead the blacksmith apprentices to recall the crafting techniques they just witnessed.

Lynn went to the water tank at the forge’s entrance to wash the sweat off his hands and face.

With steady steps, he walked down the red brick road towards Lord’s Square.

Before he walked out a few dozen meters.

Lynn noticed the enveloping heat from the Blacksmith Workshop had vanished.

Replaced by the chill of mid-October approaching.

As autumn advanced, drawing closer to winter, the temperature steadily decreased.

On reaching Lord’s Square, Lynn’s steps did not halt.

After glancing around the square, Lynn continued walking across Lord’s Square, moving along the Lime Road.

Amid the vast fields flanking the Lime Road.

The Agricultural Officer appointed by Lynn was still leading the farmers in tilling work at a distance.

In the nearby cultivated fields, tiny seedlings had already emerged from the soil.

Lynn glanced at them. They were the peas that Wilbur had been instructed to plant with the farmers.

In the far-reaching fields, a significant quantity of Black Rye Grass was also being cultivated.

Even though Lynn had instructed the construction of numerous public toilets.

And had the farmers use human waste to create compost.

However.

The amount of arable land Lynn currently possessed was simply too large.

The extent of the unutilized wasteland within the territory remained unmentioned.

Still, the cultivated land ready for planting had reached one hundred and twenty thousand mu!

Even with compost, the soil fertility remained limited after fertilization and deep plowing.

It was not sufficient for continuous grain production.

The crop rotation of three fields was the only viable planting mode, planting peas and Black Rye Grass to provide food and fodder for the territory’s residents and livestock.

If other mineral or chemical fertilizers could be produced.

It would enhance soil fertility through fertilization, altering the cultivation patterns of the land.

But given Lynn’s current scientific and technological level, the production of mineral and chemical fertilizers remained distant.

Lynn’s gaze swept over the expanse of budding seedlings in the fields.

Given the increasingly lower temperatures, harvesting peas and Black Rye Grass would not be feasible until spring of next year at the earliest.

Once spring arrived next year, and the peas and Black Rye Grass were harvested, they could be put into a new round of grain planting.

Lynn retracted his gaze and continued walking along the Lime Road.

With farmers on either side, saluting respectfully, Lynn arrived at the pasture.

Entering the pasture’s gates, Lynn’s gaze swept around.

Just like Lynn had seen previously on the [Holographic Projection] map.

The tall reinforced fences were filled with pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, and ducks.

Upon entering the pasture, Lynn scanned around in a circle.

Although workers kept the pasture fences clean,

the smell of manure and the inherent odors of the livestock permeated the air within the pasture.

Under Guy’s management, the pasture had already reached such a respectable state, and Lynn was very pleased.

A clean and tidy living environment for the livestock could minimize disease transmission as much as possible!

Especially now.

None of the livestock had undergone any vaccinations.

The occurrence of an epidemic like chicken plague, cattle plague, foot-and-mouth disease, or anthrax, among others,

would be a lethal blow for the livestock!

Moreover.

It would be a massive loss for Lynn.

Since.

Lynn was waiting to breed and expand the livestock in the pasture,

to achieve self-sufficiency in meat, leather, tendons, dairy, and fats within the territory!

While Lynn surveyed the pasture.