The surrounding commoners looked at each other, their faces filled with hesitation.
They were convinced that Link had made an utterly absurd decision this time.
However, Link would not be swayed by their doubts.
These commoners were ignorant, but that didn't mean he had to follow suit and make foolish mistakes.
"Raymond, do as I say. Announce to the commoners that this is my strict order. Anyone who dares to disobey will receive thirty lashes!"
Link's tone was firm, his expression stern, and he had to emphasize his words.
He knew that to make these commoners believe that feces could fertilize the land, he could only convince them with tangible results.
And before that, he had to enforce this order resolutely through strong measures.
Hearing Link's command, Raymond was filled with helplessness, but he could only obey and go to deliver this shocking directive.
Strictly speaking, every blade of grass, every brick and tile within Winterfell City, including the vast farmlands, all belonged to Link's private domain.
Since he had spoken, no one had the right to object, let alone disobey.
As expected, as soon as Raymond announced Link's order, Winterfell City erupted, with many commoners in an uproar, discussing animatedly.
In their minds, their Lord must have lost his sanity.
If such filthy things as feces were spread on the fields, how could the grain that grew there ever be swallowed?
"This is simply blaspheming the Goddess of Harvest! I think those defiled fields will probably struggle to even sprout seedlings in the future," someone in the crowd whispered, their voice filled with fear and unease.
However, despite many commoners grumbling, since it was Link's command, everyone knew they had no capital to resist.
Especially after Raymond emphasized the severe punishment of thirty lashes, the previously noisy commoners instantly fell silent, no one daring to complain further.
Just recently, three ruffians were dragged to the city center and given a hundred lashes. They died around the seventy-something mark, and after the lashing was complete, their backs were a bloody mess, with their spinal bones exposed, a sight that terrified many.
Although it was only thirty lashes now, even one lash was something no one wanted to experience.
Moreover, Link had done many practical things for the commoners in the territory in the past few days, each and every one of which was deeply remembered by them.
Therefore, the commoners of Winterfell City deeply believed that even if their Lord's "experiment failed" this time, leading to a poor harvest, he would never let them starve.
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Thus, in the end, everyone still obediently acted according to Link's orders.
Buckets of foul-smelling fertilizer were carried by the commoners, on their shoulders and in their hands, to outside the city.
Then, they began to compost and fertilize in an orderly manner, as Link had requested.
Link stood in the distance, watching this scene, a slight smile of satisfaction playing on his lips.
He knew that time would eventually give him the most satisfactory answer regarding the final outcome... Autumn was deepening, and tonight's evening breeze carried a biting chill.
After dinner, Link returned to his room early, ready to continue his 'intimacy' with Olivia.
Nightlife in this world was far from comparable to the 21st century before his transmigration; entertainment activities were extremely scarce, and the only thing that could bring joy and relaxation was the intimate affairs between men and women.
Perhaps it was a delusion, but Link felt that after this period of "careful sculpting," Olivia's figure seemed to have become even more alluring.
She already possessed the unique charm of a mature married woman, like a ripe peach, and now she was even more perfectly plump, making one drool.
No, this was definitely not a delusion!
Because she was confined to this room all day, unable to go out, and her activity level had sharply decreased, Link could clearly feel that Olivia's fleshiness had become increasingly evident.
Yet, this extra flesh seemed to have a spirit of its own, growing precisely where it should.
Her proud breasts became fuller and firmer, and her round, perky buttocks became even softer and incredibly elastic, as if a gentle squeeze could make water gush out.
"Slap!"
Link raised his hand and slapped Olivia's plump buttocks heavily, then hugged her increasingly alluring body tightly from behind, standing together in front of the large full-length mirror in the bedroom.
"Look, Olivia, you are even more beautiful and captivating now!"
Link whispered in her ear, his hot breath caressing her cheek, causing her delicate body to tremble, and an indescribable heat and tingling sensation surged in her lower abdomen.
Olivia felt as if she had become even more sensitive; this man's teasing always easily plunged her into desire.
"Come, Olivia, look at yourself."
At Link's gesture, Olivia slowly lifted her gaze, looking at herself in the mirror.
The large full-length mirror revealed her figure without reservation.
My goodness, was the woman in the mirror really her?
She was naked, a pair of full, large breasts proudly erect, gently swaying with her movements. She constantly twisted her waist, her buttocks swaying gracefully, her face full of infatuated seduction, posing suggestively for the man behind her. And her right hand was actually holding the man's thick, massive member, stroking it up and down, her movements skilled and wanton.
How could the reflection of herself in the mirror have become so unrestrained and utterly transformed into a harlot?
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