Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Three

"Garcia Green, come out."

Through the unlocked wooden door, Pansy the guard stood in the hallway shouting.

Green didn't dare to drag, grabbing the anklet that locked his feet, and staggering out of the cell.

There are twenty-six people called into the corridor like Green. With the help of the gloomy oil lamps on the wall, Green can see the images of these people...All of them have their hair and beards shaved, and they wear uniform round territorial cloth tops. With the same color five-point pants, his cheeks are swollen, his complexion is pale, and his ankles are dragged with a slightly longer iron chain.

Green knew that he was just like them.

Pansy nodded his head, confirmed that the number of people was correct, then handed them wooden barrels and large pieces of rags, and waved his hands.

Twenty-seven people, including Garcia Green, immediately carried wooden buckets and rags, and ran to the only washing place at the end of the corridor where they could get water.

The militia is equipped with water pumps, and the groundwater drawn from the wells is led to all floors through taps, which makes it convenient for the prisoners to get water nearby.

Lined up at the faucet in the washroom to receive water. The prisoners on the basement floor actively cleaned up all areas including corridors, toilets, and vacant or inhabited cells...

All the people locked up on this level have been as well-served as Green, and have never done this kind of rough work, but human adaptability is very strong. After doing the same thing for a long time, it is inevitable that practice makes perfect.

Amid the clank of the chains, it took only more than half an hour for the 27 prisoners to wipe the entire basement floor, including the walls and the floor, spotlessly clean.

Standing at the end of the corridor, Pansy came over with his hands behind his back and randomly checked a few cells. Then he took out his pocket watch to check the time, nodded, and said coldly: "Complete the task 20 minutes early, and you can have an extra meal today."

Just like everyone else, Green, who stood against the wall, swallowed involuntarily when he heard the words "Supper".

When Pansy brought down the two buckets of food, none of the prisoners quarreled and squabted, all of them honestly received their own portion, sitting in two rows cross-legged in the corner and eating the food with relish, knowing that they would wash after eating. Clean the barrel and tableware, dry the handle of the barrel, and then return it to Pansy...

Pansy was not in the mood to praise these prisoners for their sensibility and docility, and left after carrying a bucket.

The 27 people imprisoned here are all "heavily criminals" who have been identified as "heinous criminals."

They cannot go out to breathe the free air outside when receiving meals like other prisoners, nor have the right to use labor in exchange for better treatment... Since the day they were thrown in, these 27 people have not seen it again. The color of the sky.

The number of guards is very small, they have no patience and energy to manage them finely. They don’t even bother to lock the wooden door of the cell, and only close the only way to go to the ground-they are like forgotten rats, left behind. This place was originally built as a temporary place for imprisonment to fend for itself.

This kind of placement is actually very scary.

In the first two days, they would fight vigorously, and some of them forcefully forced others to bow their heads.

On the third day, guard Pansy came down with salted potatoes and glanced at the chaotic corridors and cells full of blood, vomit, and excrement. He took the salted potatoes back and told them, even at the very least. If the sanitary environment cannot be maintained, then everyone will be hungry.

Under the pressure of hunger, someone cursed to clean up their assigned cell, thinking they could get food, and was told that it is everyone’s responsibility to maintain the living area environment. There is any cell, any public. The area is not cleaned up and no one can get food.

Cursing and fighting cannot solve the hunger problem. Only the water from the tap can be used freely. The prisoners who can't even catch a mouse have to lower their heads...

Guard Pansy was very indifferent to them.

No one on this level is an idiot. Everyone can see that Pansy really doesn’t care about the life and death of these people... Even if they all kill each other and kill them all, Pansy will probably still think It saves him trouble.

Such an indifferent attitude put an end to everyone's capital to bargain with Pansy... They really have no capital at all.

When Pansy told them one day with an attitude to deal with errands, if they could move faster when cleaning and don’t let him wait too long, he could give them a little extra meal—two brine potatoes for the day. In addition to being full, they can also get the leftover food in the public kitchen, such as a little noodles with meat (quick-frozen dumplings), and a rich soup (instant noodle soup) with vegetable leaves.

The prisoners, including Green, burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm...

This kind of routine that can teach the imprisoned ~ imprisoned people to be meek and obedient without wasting energy and energy to beat and scold... It is actually a kind of cold and violence.

Directly inflict pressure injury on the mental level, and save effort and trouble with the heat and violence of Bihar's fist~foot~cross~.

The result of such a subtle adjustment is not because Pansy is a master of spiritual PUA, but he really does not care about these people in the basement-the entire militia has more than 1,000 prisoners. He is just Repeatedly nodding and naming people are so irritable that they want to hit people, so how can I have the energy to manage individual people's minds!

When he returned to the ground and returned the bucket and tableware to Mia, who was in charge of the public kitchen, Pansy complained: "I don't even need to feed these **** to such good food. The underground gang should be hanged. The guys are getting fat."

Mia knew that the Pansy brothers were under a lot of pressure, and said with a smile: "I heard Mr. Rex say that some of the people sent to prison yesterday will work for Mr. Lord in the same way as us in the future. It can be easier."

"It's early, those Sokri ghosts know when they will come in handy!" Pansy grabbed his hair irritably, "When we came to see the prisoner, we only said'Look at the prisoner for a few days', but it turned out. In a blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed, and Yang seems to have forgotten this matter and has no next sentence!"

Mia suddenly said "Ah", and pointed at Pansy's back: "Mr. Lord is here!"

Pansy turned back in shock...

Yang really came.

Not only did he come, but he was standing at the gate, looking at him with that creepy calm eyes.

Pansy: "..."

It's not so bad-he just complained casually!

Yang Qiu raised his hand and hooked Pansy.

Pansy... Pansy walked over obediently with droopy eyes.

"How did the Sokeli people who came yesterday behave?" Yang Qiu asked.

Pansy cried out fortunately and hurriedly said, "There is a bunch of guys who are very noisy, and Hal planted them in the ground."

This so-called planting into the ground is a punishment method invented by Hal. For some of the thorns that can't be tamed by brutal beatings, they are dragged to the backyard to dig a hole and bury them, only showing their heads outside; usually... Untamed guys have to bend their heads obediently after they have been planted for a long time, and some of the bones are particularly hard, but they can't last for twelve hours.

Yang Qiu bypassed the militia building and came to the backyard, and he saw two rows of black and blue, half-dead white heads.

Yang Qiu calmly stood before planting a land of Sokri people's "Ren Tian", raising his tone slightly: "Who is the head of the'Sea Lion', Ken?"

A white-haired head with a blue nose and swollen face barely lifted his neck, looking towards Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiuchong, the unlucky ghost whose chin was almost buried in the loess, nodded slightly as a greeting: "The first meeting, Captain Ken, I am the Black Mage Yang."

When Captain Ken heard Yang Qiu claiming to be a Black Mage, he seemed to be agitated, and he tried to open his bloodshot eyes...

A middle-aged man with his back combed, black hair with dangling shoulders, and a walking stick in his hand. He wears a brown formal suit, a striped shirt with a bow tie at the neckline, and a dark red waistcoat with white silk in his chest pocket. Shiji didn't look like a black magician, but a gentleman with a decent job.

It's just that... This gentleman who looks very decent and gentle is not like that in the eyes of Captain Ken.

Staring at Yang Qiu for two seconds, Captain Ken, who was originally embarrassed but still emotionally stable, saw sweat on his forehead and blood on his lips quickly faded, and even his facial muscles were out of control like seeing a terrifying monster. The ground trembled.

Yang Qiu smiled slightly.

This Sokri still has some value.

"Welcome to Westham." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "I hope you will like this land full of vitality."

Ken looked at Yang Qiu in horror, not daring to look away at all.

It was like... I was afraid that he would be swallowed by the human-clad monster in front of him in the blink of an eye.

When Yang Qiu laughed at the tool man, in the militia building, the Wagner who borrowed the auditorium on the first floor gathered all the soldiers and called them out of the queue one by one.

The undead captured all the members of the "Sea Lion" mercenary group. Although Wagner only accompany him on the run, Yang also fulfilled his promise-43 of his soldiers will be free.

Wagner ordered the six high-ranking soldiers out, asked them to stand behind him, and solemnly said to the remaining forty-three soldiers: "You have worked here for Westham for almost half a month, according to Westham's regulations. , When you leave, you can receive the remuneration accumulated during your work. You will settle the remuneration with me later, and you can bring something to your family when you return."

The soldiers knew about Wagner's deal with Yang, and the people who were selected for release were quite excited...They were all Inner Deli locals, who had been lost for so long, and these young people were very worried about the situation at home.

The boys were happy when the discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute! What about me?!"

The one who called out was one of Wagner's two attendants, James Horn.

The distant relative of the commander of the city defense army Horne, who appeared to be Wagner's knight attendant. In fact, everyone knew that he was stuffed in with mixed qualifications, waiting to take over Wagner's knight title and position-himself. I like to use this level of identity to threaten and imply that ordinary soldiers do private work for him.

James, who holds his own status, has always been less respectful to Wagner, let alone dealing with ordinary soldiers of low status, privately by the soldiers, he was given the nickname of "rolling eyes"... mocking him for never looking at people.

Wagner glanced at James calmly and said: "You are my attendant, I can't leave, and of course you can't leave."

"Didn't you give the opportunity to these big-head soldiers yourself!" James was anxious and raised his voice recklessly.

In these days of being held here as prisoners, other people are willing to work hard to improve their salary. James is definitely unwilling. He always can't help but clash with ordinary prisoners who are in the same cell. Salted potatoes are simply worth it. I vomited after eating it!

Wagner took a deep look at him and shook his head: "I really hope that Captain Horn can value you as much as he shows. If this is the case, I won't have to listen to you saying these stupid things at this time."

James's complexion changed suddenly and he wanted to continue to argue, but Wagner was impatient to talk to him, and directly asked a few high-ranking soldiers who remained like him to pull this guy out.

Looking at the ordinary soldiers who were excited about being able to go home to meet their families, Wagner sighed slightly.

If possible, he didn't want to make these lads happy at such a happy moment...

"Everyone, please listen to me." Wagner said with difficulty. "Mr. Gould, the butler of Adela III, left Westham early this morning. During the few days I stayed in Westham, this Mr. Gould never summoned me...I can only regret to say to everyone that we people may have been abandoned."

The young soldiers, who had just rejoiced, fell silent for an instant.

Some of these good families in Innerdeli were born in citizen families and some were born in surrounding towns and villages. The eldest were under 30 and the youngest were in their early twenties.

The City Defense Army is a relatively pure military unit. The atmosphere within the soldiers is not as intriguing as other official departments, but it is impossible to say that everyone is pure and does not understand internal struggles.

Even if a non-commissioned officer like Wagner is not pleased by his superiors, he can at least retire and receive a large pension to support his life.

Ordinary soldiers are not so well treated...Every three years in the retirement season, there will always be some unlucky ones who are squeezed out by recruits, losing the regular army's annual income close to the middle class, and sneaking away with the last severance pay. .

Once forced to retire, if a non-commissioned officer like Wagner, who once had a certain social status, knows how to go to a small town to seek the post of a sheriff, ordinary soldiers have very few choices... or become an unsafe mercenary. Either you will lose sight of the people and pick up the life-saving plan that your ancestors have done.

The soldiers obviously couldn't accept such tragic consequences, some were confused and some bowed their heads in pain.

Wagner sighed again.

It's just that the grievances between himself and Captain Horn will not degenerate to the end of the team's dismissal...

But their entire team was lost in Westham, which really angered Adela III. He didn’t even bother to let Gould’s butler to appease them. How angry the incident was.

The city defense army has twenty-four cavalry squadrons, and the head of Horn, who had a feast with him, could not challenge the temper of the III in order to keep his one.

"After I go back... go to the headquarters to report on work collectively and see what the above said." Wagner tried his best to calm down and said, "If the headquarters is held accountable, you remember to truthfully describe the situation on that day. The responsibility for this fall is on me. It is all due to my misconduct that led to such evil results. Do not speak for me, otherwise, you will be recognized as my accomplices, and the Military Law Department may deduct your severance payment."

"Lieutenant Pete--" a soldier wanted to speak excitedly.

Wagner raised his hand to stop the soldier, and said: "If you give the Military Law Department an excuse, they will not only deduct the severance pay of one or two of you. All of you will suffer. Think about it for others, not just yourself. happy."

The soldier who wanted to say something fell silent...

"If..." Wagner sighed again, "If you really don't have a place to go... you get the severance pay to settle your family, you can come to me again."

The soldiers who bowed their heads silently raised their heads in surprise.

Wagner gave an ugly wry smile: "Although I don't really want to say that...but it is true that Westham will have many new positions, and it is more suitable for young people like you than Innadrich."

There is a shortage of people in Westham, and the town hall clerks are all rescued prostitutes~women, men~prostitutes, and so far has not formally hired any cadres. The former prostitute who looks the most like a clerk ~ the thug class, so far is only slapping Miss Mia.

According to Wagner’s observations, Yang’s support for Rex as a local territory is not a whim...No matter how complicated his inner feelings, he has to admit that if these young guys who he knows can develop in Westham, the future will be better than that after they were dismissed. Finding a way out is strong.

After all, even if he was in the position of a captive, he had to admit that whether it was the lord of Rex or the undead mayor who he could not distinguish clearly how different from ordinary undead, he did a very good job.

After explaining the situation, Wagner led the 43 soldiers to receive the labor income during the "serving sentence"...

Seeing Hal in the General Affairs Office (the office of the original militia captain), Wagner was stunned and blurted out: "Isn't Miss Mia responsible for the money?"

"Stop talking nonsense, and pay for it?" Hal was as irritable as ever.

Wagner stretched out his hand blankly.

Hal, with a stubborn mind, picked up a pen and paper, brushed it on the paper for a long time and counted the wages of 43 people "released in advance", took a bunch of keys from his waist, and opened the large safe behind the desk...

Seeing the copper coins and silver coins piled in the safe, Wagner's mouth opened wide.

"Don’t be delusional, the person who wants to steal the money from Uncle Hal hasn’t been born yet!” The innocent Hal yelled unceremoniously, grabbing silver coins and copper coins from the safe, skillfully Count the money and divide it with small purses...

"Forty-three people participated in 14 days of labor, 30 copper coins a day, one person cost 420 copper coins for 14 days, 4 silver coins plus 20 copper coins for each person." Hal hurriedly used slap-sized money bags to divide them. Push the filled purse to the front of the table, "Take a little bit by yourself, I don't even recognize it if it gets out of this door!"

Wagner knew this guy's temper, and silently greeted the soldiers waiting in the corridor to come in one by one to get the money.

After the money was distributed, Harr was more anxious than the person who received the money, and hurriedly blasted the people away: "Take it and get out of here, don't stay here! You are very busy, don't be troublesome here!"

Wagner was going to thank him politely, but he didn't bother to speak up when he saw this, and took the soldiers away blankly.

The six high-ranking soldiers, two attendants, and himself will continue to "serve their sentences". The 43 soldiers who have recovered their freedom can move around freely. Wagner looked at the time when it was too early to go back to prepare dinner, and led them not to serve the sentence. Soldiers crossing the street go to buy "souvenirs"...

The department store on Zhenzhong Avenue is still being renovated and refurbished. Currently, only the undead deli and orc soy products store that are open for business can buy things.

The soldiers ate a lot of standard working meals prepared by the Canteen Branch of the Undead Chamber of Commerce, and this was the first time they visited the store.

The salary and subsidy of the soldiers of the city defense army is almost 20 silver coins a month. The soldiers didn’t really like the four silver coins and 20 copper coins they just received; I quickly browsed the product labels on the shelves of the deli, these The soldier realized the purchasing power of the four silver coins in his hand--

Nearly a pound of refined salt, as long as eight copper coins!

The oily, red hot chili sauce (that is, Lao Ganma) with many spices, only fifteen copper coins per bottle!

A box of mixed spices that can cook multiple fragrant soups (that is, thirteen spices), only ten copper coins per box!

There are also pepper, pepper, chili noodles wrapped in transparent thin plastic... the price of each product is only one-third to one-fifth of Innadri!

The soldiers who planned to bring only the cloth back could not control themselves. After lying on the counter and drooling for a long time, everyone bought more than ten bags of salt and more than five boxes of thirteen incense--considering durability, save money. One point one box of thirteen incense, which can be used for more than half a month, can bring back a city on this plane.

The diligent young Brooke smiled and packaged the soldiers with oil paper. Hearing that the soldiers were going to take the souvenirs home, he enthusiastically recommended the soy products store next door to them.

The soy product store has two adjacent facades. The one on the left is an oil press where locals squeeze soybean oil for free, and the one on the right sells various types of tofu made from soybean dregs after oil extraction.

The soldiers gathered up the remaining coins and fumbled them, and saw that there was a long line in front of the door on the right. The human aunt and the adult orcs behind the counter had their arms dancing, and the long line was still not shortened...

"There are too many people, let's go to the town hall to buy cloth first." Wagner said on the spot, "Just leave a few copper coins and buy soy products. The things here are very cheap."

After the reputation of "Undead Cloth" was opened, and several young people in this town were bold enough to do business on the cloth, Rex simply refused to let Hal and the others go to set up a stall, and directly vacated a room in the town hall. Come out as a window to sell fabrics, the townspeople in this town or surrounding villagers can buy fabrics at any time, whether they are for their own use or if they want to make a small business.

Wagner led the soldiers to the door, and the clerk in charge of the cloth window even took a "catalog book" made of rag heads for them to choose-this method was devised by the flexible-minded Ms. Shirley, which is slower than letting the guests Go and turn over the cloth roll to save trouble.

"The weather is still very hot now. If you are making summer clothes, the first and second pages are suitable. These eight fabrics are very soft and breathable." The clerk who presides over the wholesale and retail of fabrics is a young man with outstanding facial features. A man with a soft voice and charming temperament. He just smiled and spoke seriously and made the soldiers blush. "If you want to make a coat or long skirt for autumn and winter, it is recommended to select on the third and fourth pages, and add a layer of cotton. Quality lining, the clothes will be very warm."

The soldiers met for a while to discuss with a catalog book with physical samples to choose from, and unanimously chose thicker fabrics with more gorgeous patterns...This kind of fabric was more cost-effective in their opinion.

I happily bought the fabrics, and when I returned to the soy shop that had a very good business, the soldiers began to regret that they had bought too much fabric. They should buy one or two meters less and save a few more coppers to buy things here. That's right--

The tofu they have eaten in standard working meals is too cheap!

That kind of deep-fried tofu fruit, only two copper coins for a big bag!

It is very delicious whether it is cooked with any food, and the dried tofu is more delicious when fried with any vegetables like an undead cook. A heavy piece only costs two copper coins!

There are also the kind of small snacks they like very much, the "spicy strips" made with chili and spices that can be eaten directly, and a large bag only needs one copper coin!

These young soldiers with only a dozen or twenty copper coins left in their hands, one by one blocked in front of the tofu counter, full of sorrow...

Wagner couldn't stand it anymore, and he yelled and urged: "Don't be dingy, hurry up, hurry up and buy what you want, others will still do business!"

In the end, these guys chose what they thought were "cost-effective", reluctantly abandoned dried tofu and spicy noodles, and all bought deep-fried tofu that can be stored for a long time and can be eaten by their families for a while...

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when the purchase was completed, and Wagner hurriedly led the soldiers carrying large bags and small bags to the car rental agency to rent a carriage...

Fortunately, the town hall contracted to send these soldiers back to Inadri for renting a car, otherwise Wagner would still have a headache-these boys just used up all the money they had just received, and there was no copper left!

When the four carriages drove out of the town of Westham, the soldiers sitting in the carriage waved vigorously to the Wagner who sent them: "Lieutenant, we will be back!"

"Before you get the severance pay, don't say good things about Westham outside!" Wagner jumped anxiously.

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