System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 869 - 271: Making You a Commander (10K)_2

"Master, following your prior orders, I carried the meat to the forest's edge, aiming to lead White Spirit Night back to the ranch."

"I roughly estimated that about twelve wild wolves are trailing White Spirit Night!"

Lynn nodded once more.

A pack boasting twelve wild wolves had already grown into a formidable force.

Their striking power nearly matched a minor cavalry squad.

Without control, their swelling numbers and spread might threaten his forest operations.

Guy pressed on, "The meat, dozens of pounds worth that I hauled, got totally gobbled up by them."

"White Spirit Night remains unharmed, recalling my face and scent, drawing close to me."

"Yet the remaining wild wolves eye me with deep suspicion, flashing fangs and snarling."

"HerDing the entire group back will prove immensely tough."

Lynn answered, "Keep making repeated efforts, always safeguarding your safety first."

"Should that utterly fail, resort to live-capture hunts!"

Boosting wild wolf breeding, much like with forest pigs, demands a complete breeding phase.

Should meat fail to tame them,

then cracking the whip stands as the final path!

With Lynn's confirming directive in hand, Guy's anxieties evaporated.

He affirmed: "Understood, Master, I'll carry out every order of yours."

Lynn inquired further, "What's the status of Old Simeon’s family at the ranch?"

Guy replied without delay: "Master, I nearly overlooked mentioning this."

"Old Simeon’s kin proves exceptionally capable, above all in horse rearing."

"Old Simeon stands out most, diagnosing every horse's ailment with one swift glance."

"If daily oversight of ranch hands didn't consume my time,

"I'd eagerly join their group of apprentices myself..."

Lynn arched an eyebrow, "Very well, beginning today, apprentice under Old Simeon in horse breeding."

"Someone else will oversee and run the ranch!"

Guy's features stiffened instantly as he blurted, "Huh?"

Noting Lynn's continued silence, he pleaded sadly, "Master, do you mean it?"

Lynn stared straight at Guy, replying evenly, "Isn't this precisely what you desired?"

Guy awkwardly bit his lip, stammering, "I... merely jested..."

Facing Lynn's mute gaze, Guy hurriedly appended, "Well, Master Lynn, urgent ranch affairs still demand my focus."

"I must depart for now."

Ignoring any response from Lynn, Guy dashed back to the ranch, head turned away.

Lynn observed Guy's form fade beyond the turn.

He shifted his sight and strode onward to town.

Before, serving as ranch foreman amid scarce hands,

he oversaw the unskilled laborers.

While handling breeding tasks hands-on himself.

Beyond the ranch's thick manure odor.

Guy unspoken, Lynn envisioned the grueling burden.

Yet presently.

Including fresh apprentices, ranch staff swelled to nearly one thousand.

Ranch foreman Guy now simply dishes out assignments to workers and monitors progress.

Far simpler than countless alternative roles.

Should Guy reject it still, Lynn could offer a steadier post.

The territory now hosts abundant industries and workshops, brimming with openings.

Inevitably.

Job roles carry varying rigors.

Assignment gaps arise naturally.

Forget rival lords.

Lynn concedes outright: perfect equity defies possibility!

Still.

Fairness stays comparative!

However fierce his territory's workloads grow.

Do they surpass the brutal toils borne under past lords?

However draining the labor.

Does it eclipse their former ordeals?

Nine-to-five routines persist even today.

Others shall struggle to match them ahead.

At worst, adaptable shifts stand guaranteed!

Shoving musings aside, Lynn traversed broad farmlands, arriving at Lord’s Square.

Checking the hour, afternoon had barely begun.

After brief contemplation, Lynn entered a proximate cafeteria.

Intent on farming Cooking skill experience.

Through over a year's probing, he'd unearthed keys to skill EXP grinding.

Endless repetition of identical chores merely hampers EXP influx.

Take the Mutated Wild Boar Farm build days prior.

Bricklaying and erecting dragged his gains to a crawl.

Yet Pigeon Nest construction reignited swift Construction surges.

Construction alone proves unaffected.

This holds true for the rest of the skills as well.

Take grinding the Cooking skill in the canteen kitchen, for instance.

Through crafting diverse dishes and applying a range of cooking techniques, the experience gain speed surged dramatically!

With over a hundred chefs watching intently, Lynn boldly stepped into the kitchen.

He headed to a workstation where a chef was prepping ingredients and swiftly sent the chef packing.

After cleaning his hands, Lynn seized two nearby kitchen knives and started hacking at a massive slab of pork on the cutting board.

Gripping the knife handles firmly with both hands, Lynn's arms blurred in rapid, rhythmic motion.