Chapter 83: Matthew's Thoughts

  Walking into the clothing factory, Matthew immediately saw dozens of busy figures.

  Uhe dire of several mid-level tailors, the female workers with sewing experience were w acc to a tight and orderly schedule.

  What surprised Matthew was.

  The cutting of each piece of clothing was done by a single female worker.

  This made him internally question:

  "Something's off. Why are they still using such primitive produethods?"

  "Even though they have sewing mae-like tools, why haven't they implemented basic assembly line produ?"

  Before his rise in the game, Matthew had visited some factories in big cities, even though it was to work as a bodyguard for security missions. He had seen their produ processes.

  Various semi-automated produaes were not inferior to those in the real world.

  The standard assembly line produ process, bined with a magical touch of ied trol, had left Matthew marveling for quite some time.

  But now, the reality left Matthew fused. He never expected the produ teiques to be so backward.

  "My previous self's memories mostly focused on learning spells and studying are magic. The bits of knowledge I have are just family insights picked up over time."

  "I still ck a prehensive uanding of the world's basic systems. I must gather more information…"

  Thinking this, Matthew’s expression remained unged.

  He waved to the workers, signaling them to tiheir work.

  He overheard their whispered versations—mostly excitement and joy. Beside him, Ralph the steward reported:

  "Currently, the clothing factory employs six mid-level tailors and 45 other workers. More recruits are on the way."

  "The main output is linen clothing. So far, we've produced 1,540 sets, with an average of 100 sets per day. Iure, produ could reach 300 sets per day."

  "The total monthly wage expenditure is 5 gold and 25 silver s, and roduce 3,000 sets of clothing per month, each valued at 50 copper s. If sold, it would gee 15 gold s."

  Ralph's eyebrows rexed slightly as he said this, clearly satisfied with the factory's profitability.

  After all, the lord had been spending money vishly, tinually iing ierritory's development, and no amount of wealth could keep up with that pace.

  Finally, there were some returns to see.

  After leaving the clothing factory, Matthew patiently toured each of the other factories.

  He quickly noticed that most of the factories still used retively primitive methods, more like rge-scale workshops rather than advanced manufacturing facilities.

  He took his time talking with mid- and senior-level personnel and found that the situation was simir to that of the clothing factory.

  The overall produethod was rgely individualistic—differing only in terms of teical skill.

  As he left the industrial area, Matthew gazed thoughtfully at the steady flow of the Silvermoon River.

  "The efficy is still too low…"

  "Even without modifying the tools, simply implementing an assembly line could increase efficy by four or five times…"

  "From this, it seems that the influence of pyers on the game world in my past life was quite signifit. Many of the iions came from pyers…"

  "These are assets I use, but it will require the territory’s development and my own strength to accumute..."

  "At the current stage, even something as simple as assembly line produ 't be introduced yet…"

  "Many improvements simir to assembly line produ are too easy to copy."

  "Before my strength reaches a certain level, introdug simple iions would be a death sentence..."

  "Other fas’ is are only one side of the equation. The unseen hand targeting me has yet to show itself..."

  The enemy behind the assassination attempt hadn’t surfaced yet, and Matthew didn’t want to make himself too spicuous.

  Mercy be tolerated, and developing the territory be accepted.

  Revolutionary iions, however, could easily draw suppression!

  "The pn to mass-produce alchemical potions on an assembly line will have to be postpoo avoid attrag unwarouble..."

  "Ah, development is far more than just innovation..."

  "In this world, full of hidden dangers, strength is the only real power!"

  Realizing the importance of strength, Matthew decided to shift more of his focus towards personal power development.

  Using the boundless possibilities of an arist to drive the territory's rapid growth!

  Fortunately, Matthew’s previous heavy iment ierritory was already showing some returns.

  "Ding! Your hired adventurer Chris has killed 2 gnolls, gaining 40 experience points!"

  "Ding! Your hired adventurer Alice has killed 1 gnoll warriaining 60 experience points!"

  "Ding…"

  Every battle the adventurers fought.

  Brought Matthew a steady stream of experience points.

  Though eadividual battle didn’t yield much, it accumuted to a substantial amount.

  From this perspective, Matthew’s pn to attract adventurers had clearly succeeded.

  Just a few days of effort had already ed him over 5,000 experience points, causing his experience points to steadily rise again.

  It was clear that as the adventurers' success tio grow, it would draw even more adveo the area.

  When that happehe number of adventurers would increase, bringing Matthew even more experience points.

  Experience points were only the first be these adventurers provided.

  What Matthew valued even more was the clearance of dangers in the Dark Forest and the discovery and colle of various resources during their troll hunts.

  Riding in a carriage, Matthew and Ralph the steward arrived at the expanding lumberyard camp.

  Around the lumberyard, over a thousand kobolds were enjoying their food. The cooked meals, seasoned with oil and salt, were a rare treat for them.

  Though they feared the occasional ray of sunlight, being able to eat their fill without fighting or suffering was the most fortable and happiest time the kobolds had ever experienced.

  Digging soil and carrying rocks and sand was far better than being crammed into the pitch-bck mines.

  The kobolds, with their simple minds, didn’t think much beyond this—they were gradually getting used to this new life.

  The sharp crack of a whip startled the well-fed kobolds.

  They knew all too well—it was time to start digging again!

  Matthew watched as the kobolds dug trehat would enclose a lumberyard four times its inal size.

  This growing camp would serve as Bay Vilge’s base for expl and developing the Dark Forest.

  In Matthew’s pns, the camp’s perimeter would be fortified with stone walls to ceal the kobolds’ mining operations.

  Of course, the kobolds’ numbers were still insuffit, and their bodies not yet strong enough—they needed more time to develop.

  Entering the camp and seeing more adventurers gathering there, Matthew’s eyes filled with anticipation.

  The Dark Forest would be the first stepping stone for his rapid rise!

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