Lin Mo transformed into a baron from another world.
Good news: There's territory.
Bad news: The territory is starving, has a debt of 500 gold coins, and the 300 people in the territory are all old, weak, sick and disabled.
Even worse news: When someone else travels through the system to bring magical skills, he only has half a bag of Hongtashan in his pocket.
Just when he was about to lie down and die, he discovered that the abandoned warehouse was connected to a modern hardware store.
He also picked up a girl who was being hunted - the kind who knew how to farm.
Witch? What witch? This is my chief scientist!
From then on, the style of the Wasteland Territory began to deviate——
Others rely on the sky to grow their land, while they rely on chemical fertilizers to grow their land.
Others fought with knights, they fought with black powder.
While other aristocrats drink red wine, their aristocrats squat on the wall and sip instant noodles.
The Vatican says witches are demons and must be burned to death.
Lin Mo said fart, these are core technical talents and are protected by labor laws.
Neighboring countries say those weird tricks must be banned.
Lin Mo said, let's take a look at this thing called "artillery", and you can organize the language again.
The moment the steam locomotive started running, the backcountry became the most desirable place on the continent to immigrate to.
Lin Mo lit a cigarette, looked at the busy territory, and spoke slowly:
"Who says a hardware store owner can't save the world?"
——Karl's wailing came from behind: "Stop pretending! Aaliya stole all your instant noodles!"
[Farming + infrastructure + witches + industrial revolution + daily life of workers]
