Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System - Chapter 749 - 318: Deeply Shocked Humans
At this moment, the crowd saw the valiant young lord, whose presence was awe-inspiring, each gesture filled with heavenly authority, sending shivers through their hearts, approaching them.
A cold voice rang out.
“Who among you is the leader?”
The air suddenly became still, and over a hundred humans instinctively looked toward the center.
After a moment, the crowd parted, revealing a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in black clothes and pants.
His face was covered in stubble, eyes showing a weathered look, and the calluses on his hands were thick like tree bark.
The man bowed directly, his hand to his chest, speaking with a humble tone.
“O’Connor Roger, greets you, honorable lord.”
The voice carried a slight hoarseness and depth, giving a sense of stability and reliability.
Lear nodded slightly.
“Where do you come from? What brings you here?”
The man took a deep breath and replied solemnly.
“Beastmen have breached our city, and our lord perished in the battle; we were forced to flee into the depths of the wilderness.”
“Entering the swamp was purely accidental; we didn’t know it was your territory, we beg for your mercy…”
Lear asked with interest.
“Which territory were you originally from, and under whose jurisdiction?”
“My lord, we originally lived in Black Deer City, under the jurisdiction of the Baron of Black Deer, who was a pioneer lord from Lorand City twenty years ago…”
Hearing this, Lear was somewhat surprised.
“Is it that Black Deer City with more than 200,000 people?”
“You’ve heard of it as well?”
The man’s expression was somewhat complicated.
Lear smiled.
“Speaking of which… I am also a pioneer lord from Lorand City.”
The man paused, then seemed pleasantly surprised, but soon found it hard to believe.
According to his estimates, they had at least ventured a thousand kilometers into the wilderness.
He had never heard of any pioneer lord successfully establishing a territory more than 500 kilometers from Lorand City.
“Then you must have been developing here for decades, right?”
The tone was slightly cautious. Although the young lord in front of him was young, the world was full of various races, some of whom naturally have thousands of years of lifespan.
Or perhaps he obtained some unique magic plants, which could also prolong life…
Lear spoke softly.
“I received the pioneer decree last July… until now, it’s been over ten months.”
The air suddenly turned silent.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the valiant young lord before them.
For how long?
Over 10 months?
Instinctively turning their heads to look around, the dense vine structures created a strong visual impact, as did the towering city walls and the exaggerated treant guards above.
Is this a city developed in 10 months?!
Forget about 10 months, even 10 years would be a stretch!
Black Deer City was developed over 20 years, yet only has a 30-meter-high wall, with a population barely reaching 200,000; and it was considered a successful model of expansion!
What outsiders don’t know is that the controllers of Black Deer City had vast connections in Lorand City and were originally nobles.
Utilizing abundant family resources is what led to the creation of Black Deer City.
Now suddenly he’s told that a city far stronger than Black Deer City was established in just over 10 months… isn’t that a joke?
“My lord, you must be joking…”
The middle-aged man’s tone grew softer.
“Joking? I’m certainly not interested in joking with you…”
Lear’s tone remained indifferent, not minding the crowd’s reaction, as someone in an upper position never needs to consider the perceptions of those in lower positions.
Uninterested in wasting words on this, he continued to inquire.
“Where were you planning to go?”
Upon hearing this question, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.
“We didn’t have a specific target, just forced to roam the wilderness… we’ve heard that Lorand City has long been besieged by beastman armies, perhaps already fallen now.”
“We’re looking for a place to settle down.”
Lear spoke with amusement.
“My territory lacks manpower, what skills do you have?”
The middle-aged man straightened his chest a bit, speaking with a hint of pride.
“Honorable lord, we were originally the administrative staff of Black Deer City, and half of the people here are literate!”
In the Main Plane, literacy is an exceptionally rare skill and asset!
He believed that no lord would miss out on this.
But before the pride on his face could fully rise, laughter was heard from the front.
“Literacy? In Weilu City, the least valuable skill is literacy.”
The middle-aged man looked at Lear with some discontent but dared not speak further, feeling suffocated inside.
Lear restrained the laughter, speaking casually.
“You think I’m joking with you? In my territory, we have public classes every night, imparting knowledge… now among my tens of thousands of citizens, probably not one can’t read.”
Public classes every night, imparting knowledge?
Upon hearing this, not only the middle-aged man but also the crowd behind displayed peculiar expressions, as if listening to a tall tale.
In Black Deer City, to become literate, one needed the main lord’s consent, a designated place for learning, and was not allowed to take away any materials on knowledge.
And it was imperative to guard the knowledge strictly, forbidding private teachings to outsiders, or they’d face severe punishment, even execution by hanging. Over the years, more than a hundred were sentenced due to leaking knowledge!
Even over a dozen were hanged on the city walls…
How could such precious things be publicly taught, allowing everyone to learn?
Lear looked at the man’s face, having never seen this side of the world, uninterested in explaining, waved his hand causally.
