This novel is also known as "I Became a Lord in Another World With Appraisal", "Home of the Exiles".
Xijia transmigrated to a world where swords and magic reigned supreme, becoming the stepson of a human grand lord. He was secretly delighted.
At last, he could lie flat for the rest of his life.
But his good fortune didn't last. When he was eighteen, the grand lord died in battle, and his stepbrother took over as lord, giving him two choices.
Either marry into another family and become a live-in son-in-law, or take a territory and establish himself as a lord.
Rather than marry into the family of a black widow who inherited her husbands' fortunes by marrying one after another and outliving them, Xijia packed his bags without a second thought and headed off to rule his own territory.
The Icecrown Mountains lay at the northern edge of the continent. With their harsh environment, they were a barren, frozen wasteland that everyone despised.
One day, this silent world of snow and ice finally welcomed its first lord in a hundred years.
Faced with a territory buried under snow and ice year-round, with fewer people than beasts, the new lord had no choice but to launch a recruitment drive.
Before long, an unconventional job posting spread across the entire continent.
Yongwang Town, in the far north, is seeking talented people from every profession to help with its development.
No restrictions on race, age, or gender. Anyone with a useful skill is welcome to apply.
Excellent compensation.
Interested candidates may come to Yongwang Town for an interview.
A wandering knight living in seclusion: I'm strong, I know swordsmanship, and I can use both magic and martial arts.
Xijia, unimpressed: Nothing special.
The former strongest man on the continent and ex-captain of the Holy Temple Knights began diligently clearing out magical beasts, patrolling the territory, and repairing the city, all to earn a living.
An all-knowing scholar who had traveled the continent: I'm well-read and fluent in Elvish, Dwarvish, and Orcish. I can recite every book in Stormwind City's royal library from memory, and I know almost everything about the continent's history.
Xijia, listless: You might be useful.
And so the renowned scholar began an unfamiliar career as both steward and translator.
A dropout from the Magic Association with mediocre talent looked awkward: My magic power is low, and my hobby is researching the structure of the magic network. The Magic Association kicked me out for neglecting my duties.
Xijia's eyes lit up: A rough diamond.
At last, his long-awaited power plant and central heating system might become a reality.
A penniless, gloomy wandering mage looked uneasy: Anything living I touch dies instantly, even plants. Does that count as... a special skill?
Looking at Feiluo Si, whose time-acceleration magic was hovering overhead, Xijia was overjoyed: A treasure!
The Icecrown River is covered in snow and ice all year round, and the growing season lasts less than forty days. He had been worrying that he wouldn't be able to farm.
Xijia adjusted the nonexistent glasses on the bridge of his nose: You're exactly the talent our territory needs most. If the people here are going to have enough to eat, it'll all depend on you.
Mistaken for a necromancer and driven out by the entire continent, a wild time mage on the verge of starving to death on the road finally found his calling: speeding up crop growth.
The lord's classic saying: Our territory doesn't keep idlers. Even if a god shows up, they'll have to work. If you die, you can die on the job.
Theme: Prosperity and strength begin with infrastructure development.
