Chapter 60: Grand stru

  March 18th, year 129.

  Seven days had passed sihe first group of recruits arrived.

  In those seven days, Bay Vilge and its surroundings had undergone signifit ges.

  Matthew had gathered nearly half the workforce to build a livestock farm in just two days.

  All domestiimals were pced in the farm for tralized care.

  Standing by Silvermoon River, a fe that used water power for produ had bee up and was now operational.

  After a few days of adjustments, the fe was already produg agricultural tools and repairing ons and equipment.

  Besides these two buildings…

  A barracks, outposts, a lumber camp in the Dark Forest, a timber processing pnt across the river, a fx cloth produ site, and a herbal processing factory, along with more thaher facilities, were under rapid stru.

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  Dark Forest.

  Matthew watched from afar as trees were felled and then cut into ses.

  With the help of people and carts, they were transported along the gravel roads id by the kobolds to the small dock by the river.

  Thick logs floated downstream and were pulled ashore at their destination.

  After further sele and processing by the carpenters, the logs were sawed into wooden pnks of specific sizes.

  These pnks still o underg, shaping, and strengthening processes that would take about a week before they could be used.

  Naturally, tree sele was done uhe guidance of Vilge Chief Field, who ensured only trees of suffit size were chosen.

  In pce of the felled trees, nelings were pnted.

  Mattheell aware that pared to the value created by these logs, the true treasure of the Dark Forest y in its endless supply of magical herbs and materials from magical creatures.

  His goal was first to build more houses to aodate the growing popution.

  At the same time, he aimed to unify the workforce, gaining valuable experience for future development.

  Matthew didn’t sider himself some exceptional genius; everything required learning, accumution, and progress.

  Lastly, Matthew sought revenge!

  Those trolls had stolen his spoils and posed a serious threat—he couldn’t swallow that insult!

  The Dark Forest was bustling with activity.

  Bay Vilge was equally busy.

  Outside, the tall wooden walls were also packed with borers.

  Uhe dire of a senior architect…

  They mixed dirt with dried reeds and wood ash, adding in special alchemical minerals and magical materials, all of which were then packed into the wooden walls.

  The data dispy informed Matthew that, although the process seemed ordinary, the results were excellent.

  The reinforced and raised wooden walls now had greater sturdiness and some magical resistance, able to withstand low-level elemental spells.

  Along the vilge roads…

  Draiches were being dug.

  The sunlight-averse kobolds preferred to work irenches.

  The dug-out soil was not wasted either, as it was used to further reinford raise the vilge’s walls.

  Some of the old houses had already been torn down and repced with ly arrawo-story wooden homes.

  Of course, the sewer systems for these areas had already been dug by the kobolds in advance.

  Many people w alongside the kobolds had gone from initial curiosity to familiarity, marveling at the lord’s magical powers.

  The most notable strus were along the four main streets leading into the vilge.

  At the most promi and closest points to the gates, nes and outposts were established, manned by well-trained soldiers.

  The borers frequently saw the soldiers marg in formation.

  After the outposts, there was a rge stru site.

  A multi-funal adventure hall was being built here.

  "Iure, adventurers ing to Bay Vilge ched accept quests here."

  "They seek quest information, recruit suitable teammates, purchase ons and equipment, restock supplies, and even buy magical items and potions."

  As Leon said this, his tone was filled with excitement, as if he could already see the bustling activity of the adventure hall iure.

  Rebecca, who had just returned from her teacher, houghtfully. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity as she asked:

  "I heard the lord brought in a high-level warrior?"

  Recalling a stubborn old figure, Leon chuckled wryly and poio the barracks ahead:

  "That’s right, the lord spent over 1000 gold s to hire Mr. Arnold, who is now our warrior instructor."

  Rebecca didn’t notice her brother’s odd expression, and her eyes sparkled as she rubbed her hands together, like she had found some hidden treasure:

  "A high-level warriets 1000 gold s?"

  Halfway through nodding, Leon suddenly caught on and stared at his sister with a curious expression, asking cautiously:

  "You’re not thinking…?"

  "Cough, cough… No, nothing like that… I’m going to py with Yaya."

  Making up an excuse, Rebecca dashed off, leavio stroke his helplessly as he watched her disappear:

  "She’s already reached level 2 druid after just a few days?"

  Leaving Leon behind to ponder, Rebecca wandered around Bay Vilge, scratg her head nervously:

  "Will Master like it here? Hard to say…"

  o the adventure hall under stru, a ons shop had already opened, and the sounds of hammerial could be heard faintly from within.

  Across from the ons shop, a fg embroidered with the word "Wine" fluttered in the wind. The tavern, though only oory tall, had already begun serving adventurers.

  Business seemed good, as the current quest board was located iavern.

  Nearby, a tailor shop was about to open, a three-story inn had been built, and shops selling grain, general goods, and adventure supplies were ready to operate.

  Though many buildings were still under stru, Ralph had pushed for several establishments to begiing as soon as possible.

  The adventurers arriving in the vilge were pleasantly surprised to find that, while Bay Vilge was small, it had everything they needed, and prices were much lower than expected.

  Adventurers who had feared being overcharged rexed, discussing the mysterious lord of Bay Vilge.

  Many adventurers had already begun gathering informatioing teammates, finding local guides, and learning about the trolls in the Dark Forest.

  Judging by their enthusiasm, they couldn’t wait t into a.

  As the sun dipped low, casting a soft golden light across the pins, Bay Vilge finally quieted down after a long day of hard work.

  To everyone’s delight, pre-prepared meals and daily wages left those who chose to stay feeling satisfied.

  As Bay Vilge entered a new phase of rapid development, Matthew, who had ied signifit funds and time, breathed a long sigh of relief.

  "Building... is no easy task."

  FAL