My different world is game mode.

Chapter 588 The Burden of Work

Lindsay is a very polite person.

Although he emptied all the documents in the embassy, he also wrote a short letter to indicate the whereabouts of these things.

He promised in the letter.

If the wasteland returns to normal in the future, the messengers from Starhorn City will return and take over this abandoned building.

Then, I can use this letter to go to Rongshulin to retrieve the information.

After the looting, Lindsay and Vivian returned to the territory together.

His original intention was to let Vivian take a break, but the little girl was very stubborn.

After briefly handing over her work, Vivian quickly selected the escort guards and road construction workers, and set off again at noon the next day.

Lindsay escorted the team all the way to the entrance of the banyan forest.

As people gradually disappeared, he noticed the sound of a wheelchair behind him.

“So young, yet so hard working.”

"Lindsay, are you really training her as your successor?"

Lindsay glanced at Hildreth and did not deny the statement:
“I can’t stay here forever.”

"That's true." Hildreth smiled slightly, "Heroes who become lords are often corrupted by time and eventually turn into dragons. In order to prevent the hero's true qualities from fading, your judgment is very wise."

At this point, Hildegard changed his tone:
"But everything here was built by you with your skills. Is it really okay to just give up like this?"

Lindsay replied:
"Every separation and reunion is for a better future."

“It’s not time for me to give up moving forward.”

“I also hope that these people can move forward on their own in the future.”

Hildes wanted to say something else.

But before the writer girl could speak, Lindsay went around to the back and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair forcefully.

"what?"

Hildreda raised an eyebrow.

After spending nearly a year together, she knew that Lindsay would not be tempted by beauty. So in addition to the expectation hidden in her eyes, she asked in a more realistic tone:

"Every time you offer to help push my wheelchair, it's never good."

"Tell me, what is it this time?"

Lindsay gave an enigmatic smile.

"Don't worry, I won't let you teach those villagers this time."

"I have... we have a very fulfilling job that will fill a lot of time, and we can't waste time now."

"..."

"Oh my God, are you confiscating all the messenger's belongings?"

That night, Hildreth screamed.

After returning to the territory, Lindsay used his skills to build a storage room that was sheltered from wind and rain to store the information.

And when these things were placed in front of the young writer.

"..."

Hild turned his head to look at the university next to him, and then looked at the library in front of him, his tone and eyes were dull:

"What do you want to do?"

Lindsay smiled warmly:

"Can you guess who will be assigned to handle this task?"

"..."

"Can I write a letter to the Writers' Association of the City of Thousand Sails? Someone here is oppressing the high-level awakened labor force!"

Hildreth's body slumped down in the wheelchair, and she seemed to shrink even shorter.

But Lindsay still smiled:
"If you can deliver it, you can try writing one."

It took Hildreth a long time to catch his breath.

After waiting for a few minutes, she raised her finger and proposed a bold idea:

"How about you continue to stuff me into the store and make me a slave to watch over the store?"

Lindsay encouraged this:

"Once the territory's economic system is rebuilt, this task can be handed over to you."

"By the way, if you can train your students well enough, they can also help you complete this task!"

Then, Xilude was pushed into the building by Lindsay.

Amid the sounds of books turning and wheelchairs turning, some people have to start a new round of work.

……

Lindsay threw this task to Hillard, but he was actually not idle either.

The management of the territory is quite heavy.

Especially as the number of residents increases, housing, diet, regional division, and even whether these people in the wasteland have ever had any enmity with each other. Hammer can do the simple work accumulated during the past few months, but some of it still needs to be handled by Lindsay himself.

A whole night passed and Lindsay still hadn't finished the backlog of work, but the sky outside began to show morning light.

"How long has it been since I stayed up late?"

Lindsay wasn't sleepy, but he yawned out of habit.

“Also, the City Hall is upgraded.”

Lindsay looked at the territory panel and found that all materials were ready.

As for gold coins, the mint continued to produce them during his absence.

"There's still one week left..."

Lindsay went downstairs, rubbing her nose, and prepared to start production on the assembly line.

Like him, Hildreth worked all night yesterday.

At this time, he would not bother the unfortunate writer.

But just as she was walking down the stairs, Lindsay suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment, he glanced at the flowerbed in the backyard. Among the low brome, a towering golden ear of wheat flashed through.

"what?"

"This... is a mutant plant?"

Lindsay's eyes changed, and he didn't bother to go down the stairs, so he jumped directly to the backyard.

As the figure landed in the wheat field, the properties of the plant were also reflected.

【Golden Brome (High-yield Type)】

[A mutant crop with extremely strong reproductive ability, wide adaptability, high yield and strong disease resistance. 】

[A super plant, of moderate value.]

"Super Plant?"

Lindsay blinked, and for a moment she was even a little afraid to reach out and touch the [Golden Brome] in front of her.

How long has he been cultivating plants here?

It's only a few months away from a full year.

But this time, the mutation really allowed him to harvest perfect crops.

There is no flaw to be found in terms of yield, disease resistance or other attributes!

"Anyway, calm down first."

Lindsay took a deep breath.

He switched modules at an extremely fast speed, converting the plants in front of him into resources.

Lindsay takes this experiment very seriously.

Half a day later, with the catalysis of bone meal and resources, the [Golden Brome] successfully reproduced. Lindsay harvested the corresponding seeds and found no signs of variety degeneration.

So he kept the seeds as backup and started new cultivation.

In this way, working without sleep and only handling government affairs in his spare time, Lindsay completed the seed reserve sufficient for sowing and breeding.

When he walked out of the house again.

It was dinner time that day, so he thought about having dinner with his subjects.

On the road.

Lindsay saw some children and a few mothers walking out of their homes.

The environment of the banyan forest is also very suitable for children to play. The children are playing a game of hide-and-seek.

"Come and chase me!"

"Hahaha!"

"You can't catch me."

"..."

Then, the mothers' voices rang out:
"Brat, come back here."

"It's time to eat!"

The children's cheerful figures became listless under their mother's impatient shouting.