Flint heard the words, and his thick black eyebrows furrowed.
Despite being full of curiosity about the small magic array, he still gave up on continuing to ask questions.
As the lord said, everyone has their own secrets.
Flint replied, "Forget it, forget it, I can't be bothered to care about so much!"
"With this much time to meddle, I'd rather drink a vat of gin and have a good sleep, which is more comfortable."
Lynn nodded.
Flint concluded, "Lord, the farm has now been initially constructed."
"However, you still need to arrange for them to continue the construction of the farm."
"It's what I previously mentioned to you, training grounds, grasslands, sand pits, obstacle courses, hurdles, and so on."
"Especially the fences! My lord."
"After being empowered by the small magic array, the appetite of these wild boars will increase rapidly, and their weight will also skyrocket!"
Flint thought for a few seconds, "At least up to three thousand pounds!"
