You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

Leader "Feng Tianyin" begins implementing the agenda "Inland Waterway Transportation Management": Shipbuilding efficiency increased by 10%, and related organizational levels slightly improved.

It grasped the crux of the matter right away; it truly lives up to its reputation as a rapidly growing super artificial intelligence.

Shipping.

It's no exaggeration to say that it represents the future of a city.

In theory, as long as your river connects to the sea, you can enjoy the benefits of the marine economy even if you are inland. Conversely, if you are inland and have no major rivers, then your life is over.

Fortunately, the stream flows east to west, connecting three cities and eventually emptying into the East China Sea.

Some north-south rivers flow into the intercontinental sea at the glacial plateau.

Apart from the occasional floods and breaches that require the government to pay attention to water conservancy projects, the Yellow River is usually quite worry-free and truly deserves to be called the Mother River.

Hydrological conditions: 95 points!

[The leader formulates a military strategy: "Reclamation Troops" increase farmland reclamation efficiency by 15%]

The key benefits that Feng Tianyin can decide are the current agenda, military strategy, and mainstream culture. The last one doesn't need to be changed, and the effects of adjusting the first two are enough to digest for a while.

She decided to focus on recuperation and rest, and to suspend expansion.

Of course, this expansion is not in a military sense; under the influence of the Heavenly Dao's long-term national policy of "territorial expansion," it will still spread out like a pancake.

The territory of the Great Qian Dynasty will continue to expand.

Xia He made no adjustments, aiming to reduce direct interference with the delegated AI, especially since Feng Tianyin was doing a good job.

Is inland waterway shipping a prelude to intercontinental sea exploration? Or is the ultimate goal the ocean?

To be precise, it's about not letting go of the southern continent. Coincidentally, that's what she thought too. This coveted prize can't be let go; it must be taken along, otherwise, creating hostile civilizations would be troublesome. Therefore, the immediate priority is meticulous cultivation and accumulating strength.

As a player, you should adjust the production in each main city.

Overlooking:

Once Xia He took over the player's perspective, the current status of the three main cities was laid out before her, with every detail and data readily available, more accurate than any other statistic.

She immediately adjusted the long-term agenda for all three main cities: Encourage population growth. Growth rate +5%.

In addition, there are more detailed adjustments:

[Assign Construction: Construct inland river port facilities. Shipping efficiency +8%]

[Establish quarries and logging sites to supplement productivity]

...A series of detailed arrangements were completed by Xia He, subtly and effectively. Such incremental improvements in seemingly minor details may not show immediate results, but the actual quantitative changes lead to qualitative transformations, often taking effect imperceptibly.

The most egregious aspect is that it's essentially based on "data-driven growth," presented as absolute and unbiased, without any manipulation or loss—that's what's truly terrifying.

Xia He began to multiply the flow of time.

There's not much to do during this round; we'll have to wait until the next decade arrives.

Currently, her answer is still the "land first, then sea" concept, because the transition between the ancient and classical eras is imminent, and there will definitely be random upheavals in the era, mostly in the realm of psychic energy.

It's always better to be prepared.

Simultaneously.

Feng Tianyin, who was in the temple, felt a vast and profound will pass by imperceptibly.

Something in the city seemed to have been stirred up.

Some machines inexplicably became smooth, the workers chiseled stones with perfect precision, and giant logs fell with just a few effortless swings of their cleavers...

"The main city is one of the fulcrums for the Heavenly Dao to exert its power, so we should indeed speed up the construction of the city."

Chapter 41 Use and Kill (Please add to your favorites)

Enlightenment 35 ​​years ago.

In Cuiwei City, at midday when the sun is high in the sky, even the slave laborers are able to rest.

They stood around a large pot, each holding a broken bowl to scoop rice. Each time, the other would scoop a large spoonful and place it on top of the bowl, making it heavy and fragrant.

It looks simple, but it's quite abundant.

It's mainly rice, mixed with various dishes, and even contains a little bit of shredded meat and meat broth.

After all, people can't work without meat.

Exhausted and frustrated as they were, the feeling of fullness always dispelled their worries. Delicious and plentiful meals were one of the driving forces that kept the slaves going. Otherwise, they would have collapsed and died in the incinerator long ago.

After getting their food, they walked through the construction site. The thin soles of their shoes allowed them to feel the sand and gravel under their feet, and the dust was so thick that they coughed as soon as they inhaled it.

There was noise everywhere, including the endless cursing and swearing.

If you look closely, you can even smell various odors.

It makes me feel nauseous.

That being said, the slaves had largely adapted, striding briskly through the busiest construction site and squatting down to eat in the nearby open space. Only the Daqian people would prepare tables and chairs; they would just eat whatever they could find, not caring much about the details.

The three-year project made them used to each other, and naturally a distance formed between them, with each person squatting in their own spot.

Fortunately, the construction period is almost over.

Even illiterate people who cannot read have come to recognize the huge banner on the scaffolding that reads "2 days until completion" after three years.

Of course, there were also slogans like "Heaven bestows blessings and divine protection," "Efficiency first, safety second," and "Work hard through wind and rain," etc., as well as the largest banner that had been set up in advance: "Welcome the High Priest for his inspection."

Is that important person coming? That's really not good news.

Every slave present recognized Feng Tianyin, since she was the one who always led the army to conquer their own camps. It was hard not to remember her; she was etched in their memories.

terror.

—This is how the losers perceive her. But it doesn't matter anymore; let's eat first.

Everyone gathered together, holding their bowls and enjoying their meal.

Meanwhile, the soldiers on the other side were keeping watch. Lunchtimes were staggered for easier management, and they were all chattering about the recent situation at the construction site, especially the upcoming completion ceremony:

"Finally, our stay here is coming to an end. I don't want to stay in this dusty place anymore."

"Very good! "

“My family has already moved into Cuiwei City. Everything here is brand new and very spacious.”

“I think Xiayi is quite nice. They built city walls, repaired the old buildings, and even renovated and paved the roads. You don’t know how much it has changed until you go back.”

“Zhuguan has changed a lot; there are now many people from other city-states.”

"I've indeed heard that there are many merchants there..."

Although they listened attentively, the slaves remained mostly silent, eating quietly and showing no interest, at least not displaying any curiosity.

Whispering is not allowed.

The primary task of the soldiers stationed here is to prevent any possible collusion or alliance from escalating into rebellion. This is because the number of slaves mobilized is so large that proper management is also essential.

They wouldn't take the initiative to do anything, leaving everything to the overseers, and they didn't interact much with the slaves.

Therefore, both sides maintained a professional distance while keeping to themselves.

As for those who kept their distance, they were naturally the overseers. Knowing they were in the wrong and feeling uneasy, they always avoided eating and had to stay behind the soldiers.

ridiculous.

There were clearly no tables or chairs, yet they pretended to be respectable; it was all for naught.

The Great Qian Dynasty never truly respected them; they were merely tools. The slaves saw this clearly, but the overseers either couldn't, or pretended not to, indulging in their own fantasies that they would land safely.

After lunch, it's time for the usual lunch break.

Previously, during the most hectic times, we had to go to work immediately, but now we can rest for longer.

The massive construction projects that had been going on for three consecutive years left the Great Qian Dynasty at a loss as to what to build. They decided to take a break and recuperate, which made things a little easier for the slaves as well, and everyone was happy to see it happen.

That would be perfect.

Some of the slaves multiplied and the population continued to increase.

Although some people were annoyed that "they're still being treated like slaves by the Great Qian Dynasty," there were always some who insisted on leaving behind their bloodline.

And it's not entirely hopeless.

A very few capable overseers did indeed obtain household registration and become true Daqian people. Their existence served as a powerful advertisement, proclaiming that "hope exists."

In addition, some former powerful clans of the camps were granted amnesty by Feng Tianyin.

She kept her promise.

As long as you cooperate honestly with Daqian's work, you do have a chance to win your freedom.

Originally, the forest camp was the most likely place for all members to join while remaining free, and the price offered is still high, but unfortunately they did not heed the ultimatum.

So now they've all become slaves, thanks, of course, to the traitor...

"Dude, did you hear? They're going to execute him."

Some slaves involved in murder, theft, delays in construction, or rebellion would be directly arrested and beheaded, which was one of the few forms of entertainment for everyone, and for the vast majority of indifferent people, it was just for fun.

Let's see.

Everyone went to the execution ground in high spirits, but to their astonishment, the person being led onto the platform was none other than the foreman, Sang He.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"I don't care, as long as I see this guy get what he deserves, hahaha."

The soldiers escorting Sanghe produced the verdict and announced: "The foreman failed in his supervision and actively accepted bribes from the foremen. He bears full responsibility for the four construction flaws that have been identified. Now that they have been resolved, the perpetrators should pay the price and shall be executed."

The person involved, with a bruised and swollen face, was furious and his expression was contorted with rage.

"Didn't others take bribes? Why are you only targeting me? You're clearly targeting me."

"Is this his last words?"

The unmoved executioner shut Sang He down with a single sentence, which made him panic and beg for mercy: "I don't want to die, I can still make a contribution."

He knelt on the platform, trembling, but the soldiers held the sinner firmly in place.

Finally, Sang He stared blankly at Sun Shan not far away. The latter had a cold face and sharp eyes, quietly watching everything, clearly wanting to make sure that what was about to happen would be handled properly.