My different world is game mode

Linsey is a very polite person.

Although he emptied all the information in the messenger 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 of Xingjiao City will return and take over this abandoned building.

Then at that time, they can use this letter to go to the banyan forest to get these materials back.

After looting everything, Linsey and Vivian returned to the territory together.

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

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

Linsey sent the team all the way to the entrance of the banyan forest.

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

"She's so young, and she's working so hard."

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

Linsay glanced at Hilde and didn't deny it:

"I can't stay here forever."

"That's true." Hilde smiled slightly, "The brave warriors who become lords are often corrupted by time and eventually turn into dragons. In order to prevent the hero's true colors from fading, you made a very wise judgment."

At this point, Hilde's tone changed:

"But everything here was built by you with your skills. Is it really okay to give up like this?"

Lindsay replied:

"Every separation and reunion is for a better future."

"I haven't given up moving forward yet."

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

Hilde wanted to say something else.

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

"Ah?"

Hilde raised her eyebrows.

After nearly a year of getting along, 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 take the initiative to help me push the wheelchair, it must be nothing good."

"Tell me, what is it this time?"

Linsey showed a mysterious smile.

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

"I have... We have a very fulfilling job that can kill a lot of time. We can't waste time now."

"..."

"My God, are you confiscating all the messenger's secrets?"

That night, Hild screamed.

After returning to the territory, Linsey used his skills to build a windproof and rainproof storage room to store these materials.

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

"..."

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

"What do you want to do?"

Linsey smiled warmly:

"Can you guess who will be responsible for this job?"

"..."

"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!"

Hilde's body softened in the wheelchair, and the whole person seemed to be shorter.

But Linsey smiled as usual:

"If you can deliver it, you can write a letter and try."

Hilde didn't catch her breath for a long time.

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

"Why don't you continue to put me in the store and be a slave to watch the store?"

Lindsay encouraged this:

"Once the economic system of the territory is rebuilt, this work can be completely handed over to you."

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

Then, Hilde was pushed into the building by Linsey.

Amid the sound of pages turning and wheelchairs turning, some people had to start a new round of work.

...

Linsey threw this task to Hillud, but he was not idle either.

The management of the territory is quite heavy.

Especially after the increase in the number of residents, housing, diet, regional division, and even whether these people in the wasteland have ever had enmity with each other.

Hammer can do the simple work accumulated in the past few months, but some of it still needs to be handled by Linsey himself.

A whole night passed, and Linsey did not complete the backlog of work, but the sky outside began to emit morning light.

"How long have I... not stayed up late?"

Lindsay was not sleepy, but he yawned out of habit.

"Also, the city hall is upgraded."

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

As for the gold coins, the mint was also producing them during his absence.

"One week left..."

Lindsay touched his nose and went downstairs, ready to start the production of the assembly line.

Hillud worked all night like him yesterday.

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

But when he walked down the stairs, Lindsay suddenly paused.

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

"Ah?"

"Is this... a mutant plant?"

Lindsay's eyes changed, and he was too lazy to go down the stairs, and jumped directly to the backyard.

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

【Golden brome (high yield type)】

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

[A super plant with moderate value. 】

"Super plant?"

Lindsay blinked, and for a moment she even didn't dare 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 now this mutation has really allowed him to harvest perfect crops.

No matter the yield, disease resistance or other attributes, there is no flaw to be found!

"Anyway, calm down first."

Lindsay took a deep breath.

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

Lindsay took this trial very seriously.

Half a day later, under the catalytic action of bone meal and resources, [Golden Brome] successfully reproduced. Lindsay harvested the corresponding seeds and found no signs of species degradation.

So he kept spare seeds and started new cultivation.

In this way, without sleep and only using his spare time to deal with government affairs, Lindsay completed the seed reserve sufficient for sowing and breeding.

When he walked out of the house again.

It happened to be the meal of the day, so he thought about having dinner with his fellow citizens.

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 hide-and-seek game.

"You come after me!"

"Hahaha!"

"You can't catch me."

"..."

Then the voices of mothers sounded:

"You brat, come back here."

"It's time to eat!"

The cheerful figures of the children became wilted under the mother's impatient shouts.

It’s a sight you can’t see anywhere else in the wasteland.

"..."

Lindsay looked at the [Golden Brome] in his hand, and then at his subjects.

He nodded to himself:

"good."

"Every effort is worth it."