Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 157: Territory Pearl: Border Granary
Lawn's suggestion made Su Li's eyes light up.

Take a look at this new father of cereals?
Su Li was certainly interested. He just asked curiously, "After the Grain Father joins the territory, doesn't it take some time to adapt? Can I go see it now?"

Laun nodded and said, "This Grain Father voluntarily joined our territory under the guidance of God, so he has a higher affinity with our territory. He prefers to live in a bustling farm with more people, and many serfs have already seen him."

Su Li immediately said with great interest: "Let's go and see it."

This is the core productivity of the territory!

The blood sacrifice of a single Polevik can increase farmland production tenfold. With good care, an acre of wheat field can yield 2000 kilograms of wheat!

The joy of harvest brought by this number is unparalleled.

Any lord who possesses a hundred acres of prime farmland blessed by God can be considered to have a great foundation.

One hundred acres of good farmland can yield 600,000 kilograms of grain a year, which is enough to store a large amount of wealth and support a considerable army.

Therefore, Su Li had to hold a more grand blood sacrifice. He said to Lao En: "Don't worry about the blood sacrifice. After we return from the battle with the demons, we will definitely bring back a large amount of blood and flesh. Then we will prepare a large blood sacrifice ceremony."

"I respect your will, Lord." Laun nodded, then pointed to the mushroom tree house in front and said, "We're here. This is where Polevik lives."

Su Li looked in the direction of his finger and saw a lively scene.

The wheat fields were cultivated very flatly, with clear streams and canals flowing through them. To the east was a forest belt planted by druids, with flocks of birds flying in it.

At the edge of this wooded area stands a small treehouse made of mushrooms, their canopies intertwined to form a red dome. Beneath the dome are moss and flower gardens, which are in full bloom in the summer and are extremely beautiful.

In the center of the garden, there was a flat stone platform on which lay a Polevik, who was lying leisurely, with his slender legs crossed, enjoying the warm sunshine.

It is made of hundreds of straws, and each straw has a small face.

So when Su Li and his group arrived, it was the first to see them.

It was not very courageous and immediately hid behind the stone platform, disguising itself as a field of wheat seedlings with sharp awns.

A sister from the Dawn Church stepped forward to communicate with it for a while, and then it poked its head out, looked at Su Li curiously, and asked, "Are you the lord cared for by the Dawn Goddess?"

Su Li smiled and walked forward, shook its slender hand, and asked, "That's right. How are you doing in the territory? Are you adapting well?"

Although Polevik is the father of grain, he has a somewhat childish personality. He proudly put his arms on his hips and said, "Not bad. Every day, the beautiful and kind nuns bring delicious sweet water to feed me."

Su Li was confused for a moment. Delicious sweet water?

The nun next to him explained, "It's the water from Lake Rafflin. When we water it, it's so happy and comfortable. Sometimes it even rolls on the ground in joy, saying the water is sweet and delicious."

Polevik said, "That's right. That's right. Could it be that Leif is the incarnation of the goddess of life and mercy? How come the lake formed by her tears is as sweet as Shaurya's tears?"

The water of Lake Rafflin!
Su Li was slightly delighted when he heard this, as it meant that the holy land of the territory was gradually taking shape.

The water from Lake Rafflin irrigates the tens of thousands of miles of fertile fields below, and the crops will be exceptionally high-yielding, ensuring a stable and abundant harvest.

Su Li immediately asked, "Has the water from Lake Rafflin started to be irrigated?"

Laun replied, "The territory has recently dispatched over thirty dwarven engineers to conduct a detailed survey in this area, laying out water conservancy projects and ditches. Once the sowing is complete, irrigation will be carried out promptly during the watering season. Regardless of whether the weather is favorable this year, the irrigation of our Lake Rafflin will ensure a bountiful harvest for the 40,000 acres of fertile land below!"

"Hahaha! Great! Great!" This bold statement made Su Li very happy. He said, "This is exactly the purpose of building water conservancy facilities. Droughts and floods will not affect us. We can create tens of thousands of acres of barren land and ensure a good harvest."

The current Bjorn Shallow Bay project, aside from being a bit smaller and only irrigating a few tens of thousands of acres, has few flaws. When it can be built like the Shaobi Dam, irrigating tens of thousands of acres, it will be perfect!
On this scale, millions of acres of fertile farmland would yield three bountiful harvests annually. That would truly be a bountiful harvest, bringing peace of mind for years to come. The vast expanse of land and fertile farmland of the Hesse Territory would also become the granary for the entire border princedom.

Laun continued, "The benefits of this water conservancy project go beyond that. Besides protecting against disasters, the water in Lake Ravelin is rich in spiritual energy. Irrigated by the water, the land becomes exceptionally fertile. The wheat fields we just harvested during the harvest season are west of Bjorn. Even without the irrigation of Lake Ravelin's water, those fields yielded a whopping 190 kilograms per mu. The yield here in Bjorn Shallow Bay will likely continue to rise."

At this point, rows of little heads nodded simultaneously, and Polevik said, "That's right. That's right. The grains will grow exceptionally large after drinking this sweet lake water. A yield of 270 kilograms per acre is no problem."

270 pounds!
Su Li couldn't help but smile. This lake water is equivalent to fertilizer!
The grain yield of one acre of land is close to half of the grain yield in modern society on Earth.

It's no wonder that distortions are constantly appearing in Lake Ravelin. The psychic energy is so abundant that it's no longer water! It's pure liquid fertilizer. It's like a large number of organisms swimming in a pit filled with fertilizer. To survive, they must undergo a transformation.

As more and more creatures appear in Lake Ravelin, the spiritual energy and wind gathered in it become more and more abundant, and Lake Ravelin has become a complete pearl of the Black Forest.

Its waters are no longer the crystal clear they once were, but have transformed into a deep, mysterious indigo green, as dazzling as emerald. Standing by the lake, looking out, Lake Raveling resembles a vast jade pool, its waters rich and vibrant, as if meticulously carved from countless precious jades.

The sunlight shines on the lake, making it sparkle. The indigo-green water reflects dazzling light, just like the soft and mysterious glow of emerald under the sunlight.

This lake water is the maximum productivity of farming in the territory. The territory only needs to ensure the scale of farming.

The degree of development of fertile fields and territories in this world does not refer to the level of intensive farming in the previous life, but to the development of divine grace and magical abilities.

Fantasy farming is definitely very different from the mortal world.

Whether a piece of land has received God's grace is the most important indicator of the level of development of this land.

For example, the Central Plains, although fertile and vast, were considered by the nobles within the empire to be mostly uncivilized lands.

The so-called uncivilized means not being bathed in God's grace!

Land blessed by divine grace is truly fertile. One acre can yield 2000 kilograms of wheat, allowing for three harvests per year. This fertility is unmatched by mortal land.

Whether a lord is competent or not depends on whether he can bring more divine grace to the territory.

Let the land blessed by God occupy the entire territory.

Polevik was even more anxious than Su Li about this. He eagerly asked, "Human Lord, why haven't you performed the blood sacrifice yet? I'd feel bad if I didn't help after drinking so much of your sweet water."

Su Li smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, and don't act rashly. I already have a huge plan. I'll have a grand blood sacrifice for you. From now on, every year, you'll be busy."

The land where the Father of Grain performed a blood sacrifice remained fertile for ten years.

A diligent lord could plan blood sacrifices in different places every year, especially during the important festival of spring when all things come to life. The territory would hold grand sacrifices at the same time, and the prayers and praises from all places would be heard by Rhea, making the effect of the sacrifice even more powerful.

Even if a grain father sacrificed ten acres of land every year, the scale of the blood-sacrificed farmland could be expanded to a considerable level in ten years.

However, if those lazy and cruel lords managed the land poorly, a large number of natural spirits would escape, and the fields would gradually lose the favor of the gods and become deserted.

After hearing Su Li's instructions, Polevik was also full of anticipation and said, "Then you better hurry up and prepare a large piece of farmland and a lot of flesh and blood for me!"

Su Li was already confident about the flesh and blood needed for the blood sacrifice, and he could completely solve it through war with the demon army.

But the reclamation of this vast tract of farmland requires the joint efforts of all the people in the territory.

So Su Li sternly ordered everyone, "I heard that in the ancient Eastern Zhendan Dynasty, during the farming season, officials and priests would personally encourage farmers to work in the fields, which meant they would go to the fields to encourage and supervise all farmers to actively produce."

"Summer grain planting in our territory is also a top priority! The planting area this summer must increase rapidly."

"Until the Minister of Agriculture returns! All officials and nuns of the Church of the Dawn, from myself down, must supervise cultivation in the fields! Anyone who slacks off will be executed on the spot by the Inquisition! This law applies equally to free citizens!"

Hearing Su Li's voice, the serfs around him felt a chill on their backs.

The so-called execution on the spot does not mean caning or corporal punishment.

The judges of the territory don't have so much time for leisure.

When it came to trials involving serfs, the judges usually brutally ordered them to die! Die! Die!

These serfs had no intention of challenging the judges' criminal laws.

All the serfs immediately burst out with greater enthusiasm. That afternoon, work efficiency increased by 50%, and more than acres of wheat fields were planted.

On the second day, efficiency was further improved, and nearly 7000 acres of land were sown in one day!

Under the guidance of numerous officials and nuns, the summer planting in the territory was very large. In two days, thousands of serfs and freemen throughout the territory planted more than 15,000 acres of land.

While Su Li was personally leading the territory to increase the summer grain planting area, nearly a thousand miles away in the blood pine forest, Hildreth and his adventure team were holding their breath and hiding under a tree root. A large amount of thorns obscured their figures.

The four of them didn't dare to breathe and listened carefully to the huge noise outside.

(End of this chapter)