Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence

He sat astride a majestic Griffin, and even without speaking a word, exuded an aura of intimidation that instilled fear in people.

Of course, the effect of the 5 to 6 meters Land of No Dust was very significant, and he did not need to bend down like a Half-Elf to meticulously clean every filthy corner. Wherever he walked, the filth on one side of the road would be directly swept away. In the faint red halo around him, Nagash's virus and human filth would emit wisps of black smoke, as if burned away by the flames of Dragon Language Magic.

Su Li spent the whole day touring and inspecting the town of Hesse, and the place he first visited was the [Squier Gallows], located southwest of the Bauhinia Palace within the Heisen Castle complex, not far from Festival Square.

Su Li did not understand why both the East and the West favored setting execution grounds near palaces, perhaps to showcase the Lord's awe-inspiring power of life and death to the subjects.

The Tower of the Judicial Court and the judicial and administrative building complex loomed in the north, overlooking these gallows. Chief Judge Frederick had just applied for 30 Golden Crowns to expand the area, erecting 15 new gallows.

In recent days, the Squier Gallows were almost continuously in use, with a Judge overseeing the execution each day, consecutively hanging nearly two hundred slaves!

The Judicial Court resorted to a cruel and bloody solution, vividly and bloodily teaching Su Li a lesson.

That is, in this dark and despairing world, despair treats everyone equally, including the Lord.

Any mercy, kindness, and false hope may ultimately lead to a more desperate outcome!

If not for the fact that since Su Li's arrival in the territory, he had not ordered the execution of any serf.

If not for Su Li giving these slaves too high a treatment and too much expectation, leading to their unrealistic fantasies, the outcome might not have been so tragic.

Perhaps in a year, the number of slaves dead from exhaustion, sickness, or whipping would not exceed 100.

But as a result, now one punitive and authoritative action resulted in the execution of nearly 200 slaves.

The stench and dark red blood of the slaves stained the entire gallows red, with masses of flies and crows swirling over it, lingering for a long time.

It took Su Li carrying the Scales of Vocatrix through each gallow to purify the bloodstains here.

Throughout this journey, a lot of dark blood was purified, including Su Li's unrealistic fantasies.

The mentality of a giant baby fostered by society in his previous life was rapidly crushed under the harsh reality.

Joking with slaves, and the slaves will look down on you! In this world, one must respect others' destiny and abandon the savior complex.

Of course, the remaining slaves were educated as well.

Judge Frederick's constant judgment of death! death! death! appeared brutally simplistic to Su Li, but in this world, it was extremely applicable, much more effective than those chaotic laws of his past life.

Barbarians do not share Chinese culture, they fear power but not virtue.

Preaching to them is useless; they only understand one word: death! death! death!

Frederick executed nearly 200 rebellious and revolting slaves in one fell swoop, leaving the remaining slaves terrified, realizing that the Territory's Power Field Technique was no joke!

The rest immediately rushed into the cotton plantation.

Although the rebellion delayed things by several days and reduced the number of slaves by over 200, the efficiency had not only not decreased but had increased substantially! With each of the remaining 2400 slaves improving efficiency by just 5%, they went from picking 2000 cottons a day to 2005, almost compensating for the lost efficiency.

The agricultural undertakings in the territory were not hindered; instead, they advanced a step further. What Vandar estimated as needing a few days to complete the cotton picking turned out to be finished ahead of schedule, with an additional 4000 acres of fertile land developed, now sown with buckwheat, the most cold-resistant grain, perfect for diligent farmers to sow.

In truth, the farmers in the territory with land of their own did not have as much enthusiasm for farming as these slaves did. This enthusiasm led many farm owners to suspect whether they should, like the Lord, bring back a batch of slaves.