System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 868 - 271: Making You the Commander (10K)

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Previously on System: Build My Own Territory...
Lynn inspected the nearly completed red brick house expansion area, designed for the new townsmen from Morgan Town and Frank Manor. He reallocated 2,500 laborers to blacksmith, textile, woodworker, and bow workshops to enhance production, while leaving 500 with Clive for finishing touches and territory court construction. By joining the construction of the Pigeon Nest, he leveled up his Construction skill to 4, unlocking the Profession System and Reassignment, which allows assigning specialized professions to townsmen for efficiency bonuses like increased yields and speeds.

Beyond the standard production occupations,

certain unique production abilities exist as well.

Such as beekeeper, fisherman, hunter, and the like.

In addition to production roles, the combat classes follow a similar pattern.

[Cavalry]: Boosts attack and movement speed by 10%

[Infantry]: Enhances defense by 10%

[Archer]: Improves accuracy and speed by 10%

Lynn noticed within the [Profession System and Reassignment] that combat professions currently consist solely of these three primary types.

No classes exist there like Old John's [Priest], Sienna's [Witch], or Bell's [Succubus].

Having glanced over the interface,

Lynn shut it down.

Classifying the occupations of territory residents must wait until nighttime or moments of leisure.

Daylight hours prevail now, leaving him with numerous tasks to handle and organize.

Lynn shifted his attention to the [Special Class Promotion Book].

[Special Class Promotion Book]: Allows conversion of residents into different special classes (same race only)

Observing the faded brownish promotion tome bearing just a handful of basic phrases, Lynn arched an eyebrow involuntarily.

Alternative classes?

The sole limitation being matching race?

An idea struck Lynn immediately.

Mentally, he accessed the [Resident Information Column] and selected Red’s profile panel.

Sure enough.

A [Reassignment] button now showed on his status screen.

With intent, Lynn selected [Reassignment].

A list of possible reassignments popped up in front of him.

[Warrior]: Focuses on either offense or defense, skilled with diverse weapons, offers balanced stats, remarkable in both attack and defense.

[Mage]: Lacks strong physical attacks, yet wields a magic wand to unleash spells of all elements, delivering devastating power.

[Assassin]: Emphasizes velocity and instant kills, masters support tactics for guerrilla strikes via nimble, phantom-like maneuvers.

[Priest]: Holds multiple healing abilities, channels holy energy to heal self and allies.

[Paladin]: Boasts superior vitality and prolonged fighting endurance, featuring exceptional physique.

[Ranger]: Dons lightweight armor and crossbows, masters ambushes, fires volleys at several foes at once, deploys traps to block advances, with superb agility.

Staring at these reassignment choices, Lynn knitted his brows.

Classes such as [Mage], [Priest], and [Paladin] truly stand out as exceptional.

Yet the options from the [Special Promotion Book] diverge slightly from Lynn's expectations.

However, shortly after.

Lynn brushed off his worries.

This [Special Promotion Book] merely comes from skill advancements, activating unique features along with bonus items!

Similar to the earlier [Memory Pearl], [Skill Duplication Book], and [Talent Duplication Book].

Every skill level-up grants one.

Upon maxing all nine skills to Level 4, nine [Special Promotion Books] will be his!

Besides the current superhumans already in the territory,

he gains the power to create nine additional ones!

Superhumans of this realm lack the overwhelming might one might assume!

Consider Joao Frank from his prior encounter.

Towering at two meters with a massive build!

His raw power alone let him withstand the charge from a squad of heavy cavalry.

He cleaved through three riders, horse and all!

Yet that marked his limit.

In the end,

Joao Frank fell to the winged spears of countless heavy infantry!

Stronger superhumans might exist, no doubt.

From his experiences so far,

sufficient military might can fell even superhumans!

Setting aside the trowel and red bricks he held,

Lynn exited the ongoing [Pigeon Nest] build, positioned at the edge, watching the laborers hustle about.

Unlike the expansive Wild Boar Farm,

the [Pigeon Nest] doesn't sprawl across vast space.

Nor does it demand iron enclosures to contain boars leaping free.

Measuring five meters across and roughly ten meters tall,

this [Pigeon Nest] holds capacity for seven or eight hundred pigeons easily.

Should mass production succeed, beyond fulfilling pigeon needs, these birds provide reliable meat supply.

Pigeon flesh brims with nutrition!

Loaded with proteins, assorted vitamins, and essential minerals.

Legend holds that ’one pigeon outshines six chickens.’

While Lynn watched, Jode approached him.

Jode bowed faintly, uttering respectfully, "Sir."

Lynn acknowledged him and inquired, "Based on the ongoing build pace, when will the [Pigeon Nest] finish?"

Hearing the question, Jode thought briefly before replying, "Sir, around ten days should do it."

"Building the [Pigeon Nest] isn’t overly complicated, though we must create individual nests for every pigeon..."

Lynn gave a nod, "Finish the construction without delay, then direct them to proceed with the [Wolf’s Den]."

Jode bowed lightly, "Yes, Sir. I understand."

After offering Jode a few more instructions.

Lynn departed from the [Pigeon Nest] building site.

The moment he reached the ranch entrance, Guy’s deferential voice echoed in his ears.

"Sir, Sir."

Lynn glanced back to find Guy hurrying toward him.

Once standing in front of him, Guy inclined his body slightly again and spoke, "Sir."

Lynn nodded and inquired, "Do you need something?"

Guy grinned and proceeded to explain.