Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

In Zhenbeicheng, the newly paved bluestone road was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder.

Lin Mo strolled leisurely through the crowd, his hands tucked into his pockets.

In just half a month, this once barren and desolate city came back to life.

Shops lined both sides of the street, their calls rising and falling in a cacophony of vendors: sugar paintings, dough figurines, and vendors hawking their freshly baked sesame cakes...

The various sounds mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

He liked this feeling.

"Candied hawthorn berries! Big and sweet candied hawthorn berries!"

On the street corner, an old man selling candied hawthorns shouted at the top of his lungs, his wrinkled face beaming like a chrysanthemum.

Lin Mo recalled that not long ago, this old man's stall was so deserted that a horse could run across it.

Now, however, he was surrounded by a group of drooling little kids, three layers deep.

"Second Sister really knows how to manage the economy."

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

Ever since that business prodigy Liu Yiyi arrived, the shops in the entire Zhenbei City have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

They keep sprouting up, one after another, and you can't stop them.

Of course, Chu Mengyao also deserves credit for managing such a large operation so well.

That woman is a complete workaholic.

Lin Mo entrusted her with the power to manage the livelihood of the entire Northern Territory, and instead of collapsing, she arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Checking household registrations, measuring farmland, establishing grassroots organizations... they're busy every day.

Lin Mo had several late-night attempts to go to her room to discuss "military matters," only to find her still reviewing official documents under the lamp.

It made him too embarrassed to make a move.

Boom!

A muffled, loud thud suddenly came from the east of the city, and the ground beneath their feet trembled slightly.

The pedestrians on the street were not surprised; they just glanced up and then continued with their own business.

"That little madwoman Gu Ling'er is blowing up the mountain again."

An uncle selling steamed buns smiled and explained to a customer beside him, "Our young master Lin said that's called...science!"

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly.

The test detonation of the thunderbolt has become a daily routine in Zhenbei City.

Gu Ling'er got the blueprints, and Lin Mo used his Hegemony Points to "move" her entire workshop over, expanding it tenfold.

Now that little girl leads a group of craftsmen every day, and they're as excited as hamsters in a rice granary.

In the west of the city, a huge garden has sprung up a few days ago, filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and the air is filled with the fragrance of medicinal plants.

That was Jiang Zhiwei's Herb Garden.

Lin Mo also used his Ba Ye Points to move it over for her.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

The only recent disturbance is that the King of Qi in Xiyuan is assembling his "Western Wind Heavy Armored Battalion" and is coming to "punish the traitors" with great momentum.

Lin Mo's response to this was only one word.

Oh.

He now has a strong army and plenty of ammunition, and he's just hoping someone will come to his door and give him some power points.

The Zhenbei Heavy Cavalry has expanded to 20,000, and Meng Hu's Shanshan Army is even more outrageous.

Using the name "Mountain Shaking Army," he recruited more than 50,000 men from the North who were grateful for his past kindness in just half a month.

Add to that Qin Ruxue's elusive Xuanjia Army and Gu Ling'er's soon-to-be-mass-produced "Big Explosives".

Lin Mo even built a towering black wall along the northern border.

Even if the King of Qi poured all his wealth into the scheme, it might not even make a dent.

The other two vassal kings are more interesting.

The Miao King of the Southern Frontier remained silent, while the Sea King of the Eastern Region actually sent a batch of grain and arrows, euphemistically calling it a "congratulatory gift."

Ha ha.

Want to play the game of driving one tiger to devour another, and then sit back and watch the tigers fight?

Lin Mo saw through the other party's little trick, but it didn't matter to him.

If a bargain is offered to you, you might as well take advantage of it.

After he finishes dealing with that fool, the Prince of Yan, he'll go back and have a good "chat" with that old fox.

Lin Mo strolled along leisurely, feeling incredibly relaxed.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

Not right.

Someone is following me.

Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged; he still had his hands in his pockets, like a carefree young master.

But his eyes subtly swept over a peddler's stall behind him.

A furtive little head quickly shrank back.

This tracking technique... is so amateurish.

The footsteps were sometimes light, sometimes heavy, and the breathing was made no attempt to conceal it.

Several times he deliberately stopped, and the people behind him almost couldn't brake in time, making a series of frantic, scrambling noises.

This level of skill is even worse than the dumbest bandit in Black Wind Mountain.

Is the Third Prince in such a sorry state that he can't even afford to send a decent spy?

Or is it some ignorant force that sent this newbie?

Several thoughts flashed through Lin Mo's mind.

But no matter which one it is, it's quite annoying.

He hates being disturbed when he's shopping.

So be it.

Since you've come to me, don't leave.

My hands have been itching lately.

Lin Mo turned a corner without making a sound and walked towards a quiet alley.

The alley was deep; it was a dead end.

He walked to the end, stopped, and could clearly hear the slightly hurried footsteps behind him also stop.

Excellent, we've caught a turtle in a jar.

Lin Mo slowly turned around, his relaxed expression vanishing completely, replaced by an icy coldness.

He had already planned it out: a swift and decisive chokehold to snap his neck.

However, just as he turned around to make his move...

The expected knife-wielding assassin did not appear.

Instead, a petite figure, like a small cannonball, carrying a fragrant breeze, crashed into his arms.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, Lin Mo felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest by a startled fawn.

The force pushed him backward, causing him to stumble and slam his back against the wall.

What's going on?!

He was completely stunned.

In his arms, there was a warm and soft body, carrying a faint fragrance of a young girl.

What kind of new assassination method is this?

Before he could react, the person in his arms was already clinging to him like glue.

Two slender arms tightly encircled his neck.

Due to the immense impact, Lin Mo lost his balance and was knocked to the ground!

"thump!"

The back of his head made intimate contact with the hard stone floor, so shocking that his vision went black.

But the "attacker" on his body showed no sign of letting go, clinging to him and excitedly nuzzling his chest with its little head.

Lin Mo completely crashed.

What on earth is going on?!

A honey trap?

Even if it's a honey trap, the procedure is still wrong, isn't it?

Shouldn't they have taken off his clothes first, and then stabbed him in the kidneys with a poisoned hairpin?