48: Chapter 48 Lin Yin's Private Room

He calmly assessed the strength of both sides. One-on-one, with Lin Feng's current Bronze 8-star peak and Legendary high-grade quality, using the "Command of a Thousand Armies" skill would unleash combat power approaching Silver high-rank, giving him a chance to take one down. But the problem was... there weren't just one wandering outside, but a full ten!

"Ten against one? Not right now." Lin Tian shook his head, keeping a clear head. "Once the walls are built, the new recruits finish their Fusion, and Lin Feng, Lin Yin, and the others level up a bit more... we won't even need three days. Maybe after another day or two of development, I'll be confident enough to wipe them all out in one go!"

With a clear goal and a stark comparison of strength, the irritating roars and thumping sounds seemed less unbearable. Lin Tian could even think to himself: "Fine, free 'night watchmen,' they're just a bit loud and smell a little."

He turned and returned to the room, finding something to plug his ears with. To be fair, the upgraded Lords Mansion was quite nice; the soundproofing was much better. Lin Tian drifted into a deep sleep, filled with anticipation for tomorrow's construction and plans for exterminating the giant bears in the future.

"Lord, it's time to get up." Lin Yin's clear, melodious voice sounded outside the door on time, accompanied by a gentle knock. Her voice was softer than moonlight, dispelling the last trace of sleepiness.

"Alright, I know, Lin Yin." Lin Tian stretched on the bed, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. He quickly got dressed and pushed the door open.

Outside the door, Lin Yin was waiting quietly. She had changed back into the Holy Envoy of the Profound Moon robes, which exuded both holiness and majesty. Her long hair was tied up, revealing her fair neck, and she seemed to be surrounded by the fresh scent of morning dew. The faint trace of bloodthirst from yesterday had been completely restrained.

However, she was holding the soft white rabbit pajamas and the fuzzy slippers from last night in her arms, looking as if she intended to take them away.

Seeing this, Lin Tian raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked half-jokingly: "What? Is the guest room not comfortable? Or is the mattress too hard and bothering you? Are you 'packing up and leaving' already?" His tone was light and filled with concern.

Upon hearing his teasing, Lin Yin shook her head quickly, a blush rising to her face. She explained in a low voice: "No, Lord. You only let me stay temporarily yesterday... This isn't my room. Now that I've rested, I should naturally return to the barracks. I shouldn't keep disturbing you."

As she spoke, she subconsciously hugged the pajamas in her arms tighter, seemingly reluctant to let go of the soft touch, but her attitude was very serious, adhering to boundaries.

Watching her try to act sensible when she was clearly reluctant to leave, Lin Tian felt his heart soften, though he also found it a bit amusing.

He waved his hand and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "So that's why. Then you don't need to take it back; that room is yours from now on. Consider it... the Holy Envoy of the Profound Moon's exclusive lounge, or the temporary quarters for the Lord's personal guard captain, interpret it however you like. It's just sitting empty anyway."

Lin Yin lifted her head abruptly, her eyes widening instantly. Her clear pupils reflected Lin Tian's smiling face, filled with disbelief and surprise.

"Re... really? Lord? This room... is it mine from now on?" She seemed afraid she had misheard, or that this was just another of the Lord's casual jokes. She couldn't help but confirm carefully, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling and anticipation.

Watching her look of shock and joy, as if she had received a massive gift, Lin Tian felt his pride in successfully pulling off a prank intertwined with even more pity.

He deliberately put on a straight face and said in a more certain tone: "Really, truer than real gold! I declare in the name of the Lord that the usage rights of that guest room belong to Captain Lin Yin permanently. Now, can you put your 'belongings' back?"

"Yes! Thank you, Lord!" A brilliant smile instantly bloomed on Lin Yin's face. The smile was pure and bright, dispelling all coldness.

She responded cheerfully, clutching her pajamas and slippers, and turned to dash back into the guest room like a nimble butterfly. She carefully put the clothes away and patted the soft mattress before coming out, feeling satisfied.

"Right," Lin Tian remembered the important matter, "Go to my room and get that yellow stone on the nightstand. After I finish washing up, we'll take it down together."

"Yes! My dear Lord~" Lin Yin was in such a good mood that she even playfully used the prefix "my dear." Although it might have just been an unconscious expression of closeness, she seemed to freeze for a moment after saying it, her ears turning slightly red. However, her smile didn't fade as she quickly walked into the master bedroom and retrieved the geothermal xuanhuang mother stone, which radiated a steady geothermal aura.

A moment later, Lin Tian finished washing up, and the two went downstairs together. Stepping out of the Lords Mansion, the morning light shone on the already transformed territory. Before them stood an army of over a thousand, already lined up in neat, disciplined ranks!

Lin Feng, Lin Yan, and Commander Lin Yu were already standing solemnly at the front, with the silent-as-a-mountain, sharp-as-a-forest, and vibrant formations of various troop types behind them. After continuous bloody battles and the frantic leveling in the "Safe Zone" last night, the aura of this army had undergone a complete transformation. Their bloodthirst was restrained, their gazes were firm, and just by standing there, an invisible pressure washed over them.

Lin Tian stood on the steps, his gaze slowly sweeping over faces that were either familiar or new, yet all written with loyalty and perseverance. An indescribable sense of accomplishment and heroism surged and swelled in his chest.

From being alone at the beginning of his transmigration, to having the first eleven warriors including Lin Yin; from cautiously exploring the surroundings to having a small squad of thirty-three taking shape; from defeating the wolf pack and completing the Fusion of new recruits, to a team of over ninety people beginning to form; and then to yesterday, where an army of over 1,200 swept through the Goblin tribe, leveling up through night battles by relying on the light screen...

And today, he would continue to expand! The resources he exchanged for yesterday were prepared exactly for this.

He always felt that Lin Feng, Lin Yin, and Lin Yan—the three captains who had followed him the earliest, experienced the most, and evolved to the highest quality—were special. They shouldn't just be part of "Lin Tian and his subordinates," but should become generals capable of standing on their own and commanding an army!

In the future, it should be referred to as "The Iron Cavalry under Crimson Sun Lin Feng," "The Archer Formation under Holy Envoy of the Profound Moon Lin Yin," and "The Bulwark under Mystic Rock Spirit Guard Lin Yan"... This wasn't just for the sake of sounding good; it was also a bit of his inner "obsessive-compulsive" perfectionism, as well as his recognition and expectations for the status of his core partners.

Therefore, the extra "1" in the 1601 resources he exchanged yesterday was precisely to make them true generals in the army. Lin Tian planned today to replenish the three major troop types (Spearmen, Archers, Mystic Rock Spirit Guards) to a full strength of two thousand each, and expand the Spirit Healing Priests to 300, excluding Commander Lin Yu, the priest captain.

"Brothers!" Lin Tian cleared his throat, his voice carrying clearly in the morning breeze, filled with his usual optimism and high spirits. "A new day has begun! Yesterday, we reaped wealth and improved our strength! Today, our task is even heavier: we must build the walls to protect our home, integrate new brothers into our ranks, and continue to expand outward to clear away threats!"

The morning light shone on the increasingly mysterious and ancient Recruitment Altar in the center of the territory. Its jade-white surface shimmered with flowing light, and the patterns of various troop types were lifelike, as if they possessed inherent spirituality. Lin Tian walked over confidently. With a large-scale recruitment plan for today, he once again gently pressed his palm onto the cool, smooth surface of the altar, placed the spirit crystals in a routine manner, and issued the recruitment order.