Wolf King

Xiao Yun ignored Evelyn, and when he turned through the minutes, he stood up expressionlessly.

Others thought what he was going to do, and at the same time, they looked away.

Then he saw Xiao Yun moved out of his seat sideways and rushed out of the door with a blank expression and a whizz.

Mr. Sean & Evelyn: "?"

Although he couldn't see it, Hodgson who was really taken aback: "?"

At this point, the Patriarch Huo Yan finally understood what Mr. Sean said a few minutes ago, and stared at Sean with a serious and focused face: "Is the Necromancer an evil undead creature? I heard Barker said."

Four people in the house: "..."

"Uh... Patriarch Huo Yan, don't pay attention to that guy... To speak evil, the dragon clan is more evil than the undead creature." Mr. Sean calmly.

The Patriarch of the Flame responded quickly this time and nodded clearly: "When Bark came, he was pretty bad."

That winter, the cheeky ran to rub the rice and ate and ate Balke who didn't have enough, the Huoyan patriarch could remember for a lifetime...

"Evil dragons can all get better, and undead creatures naturally have no reason to be evil to toe. Besides, since it is my undead creatures, the Huoyan patriarch should have more confidence in me." Mr. Xiao En smiled. Ground.

The Patriarch Huo Yan showed a sudden expression, holding the boxing left palm in his right hand and laughing relaxedly: "How could Mr. Sean be evil!"

Then the old patriarch who had been silently worrying for a long time was relieved, saying goodbye to a few people and going to the construction site to help...

"..." Snowflake and Evelyn silently watched the back of the Huoyan patriarch leaving lightly.

Mr. Sean calmly drinks tea.

Although he couldn't see it, Hodgson, who was shocked by Mr. Sean's coaxing scene: "..."

Interrupting the Huoyan patriarch, Evelyn only recovered at this moment: "Snow, what's wrong, teacher?"

"Dahe." Snowflake said concisely.

"Oh~" Evelyn knew.

Xiao Yun rushed out of the activity room and went all the way to the Ministry of Welfare.

The tribe is busy rebuilding after the disaster, the little cubs are all on the construction site, and Evelyn has just returned from the ground to disinfect, and he has seen half of them on the way.

But when Xiao Yun arrived in front of the Welfare Department Square... actually saw several cat cubs playing in front of the main entrance of the Welfare Department.

Xiao Yun's heart is a masterpiece of horse alarm bells, Dahe is not a person who will help bring children, and cat cat cubs are not necessarily more circumspect than wolf cubs, and immediately raised their fingers to the kittens: "No voice!

The cat cubs who are about to meow are closing their mouths.

But the cats who were originally chasing and making noise suddenly became quiet, and it seemed to be a reminder-Xiao Yun responded and scolded. He didn't enter the Welfare Department from the main entrance and rushed to the back door directly from the side.

When he walked to the back door of the welfare department, he only saw someone's back in the dust...

"You have something that will never let me catch--!!!" Xiao Yun pinched his thigh with hatred.

Before leaving, Mr. Sean made a plan not to come back, and secretly handed over his own laboratory workshop to Adrien’s disciples. Although this trip did not come back alive... anyway, he came back, so he naturally wanted to take over the work in the laboratory. After a break and had afternoon tea, Mr. Sean took Hodgson to his own place.

The "Mr. Shawn Laboratory", which was converted from two neighboring warehouses and opened, was a very large workshop filled with various materials, parts, semi-finished equipment, test tools and other objects. As soon as Hodgson entered, he was The mountain of parts, piled up like a small hill, looks messy and looks like it is carefully arranged into different categories.

Hodgson wore the Snow Wolf tribal version of Magic Amplifier 1.0 that Xiao Yun and Bark had tossed together in the wrist. The cost of this thing was only 1% of that of the staff. It was cheap, good, and affordable. Every year, the Fire Department still produces a hundred, mixed with vermicelli barbecue sauce and secretly shipped to St. Bridge, and then surreptitiously transferred to the central part by Prince Carlisle and appeared on the underground black market... cough.

Why is it so secretly sold, because magic equipment is not a business that ordinary people can open the door to do, that is the prohibition of the ivory tower (caster association headquarters)-just with the open circulation of alchemy materials on the market or the producer directly It is the Alchemist Association, or the seller has paid the insurance to the Alchemist Association~ the same as the protection fee.

Although the spellcaster is decent, no matter whether the caster association or the alchemist association, as long as they receive a certain amount of confession in the name of "supervision review", they can also allow small businessmen to enter the market to dig for gold; Xiao Yun said that he would eat too much money before spending his money...

When Hodgson first arrived, Mr. Sean wouldn’t naturally tell others that we secretly stole the wool of the ivory tower, and there were still some problems between him and this month of revenge that need to be solved-introduced Hodgson to the next workshop After the members ("J" coolies), Mr. Sean took Hodgson into his compartment and showed him various models of pneumatic machines.

Pneumatic machines that do not require the caster to inject magic power, and can produce power by burning coal powder in a closed combustion boiler, instantly fascinated Hodgson-the charm of "boiling water" can make the earth people addicted to hundreds of years, And until Xiao Yun traversed, he continued to indulge, and evolved from burning coal to burning various fuels and changing boiling water. Who can run out of the claws of boiling water? ?

nonexistent!

"Why didn't this fascinating creation appear in the travel notes of "Elf Ranger"?" Hodgson asked curiously, touching several models of pneumatic machines.

"There is no generalization." Mr. Sean said frankly, "Although the agricultural machinery disclosed in "Elven Ranger" is tailor-made for the orc, it is not unusable for the human race. The three adult farmers promote the walk-on agricultural machinery, which is also efficient It is definitely higher than the use of traditional agricultural tools. The walk-behind cart-type harvester does not require such precise internal parts as the pneumatic machine, as long as it can be made with ordinary armor casting and smelting technology, but Ayun will draw drawings of this convenient tool It’s been almost ten months since the announcement. How many places can we see the harvester?"

"..." Hodgson was silent.

Mr. Sean patted the latest generation of pneumatic machine models and said with emotion: "The purpose of manufacturing agricultural machinery is to enable farmers to work more efficiently and with less effort. The efficiency of working with wooden **** and iron **** is different. The efficiency of using a two-arm **** to **** the ground, a walk-behind tiller that replaces a shovel blade with a coulter, and an open-air tractor to cultivate the land are also completely different. The same farmer family, only the **** It’s good to be able to plant ten acres of land. It’s okay to have a land-turning machine. There are no problems with tens of acres. With a tractor, a few hundred acres will do."

Hodgson nodded silently. Although he hadn't planted the land himself, he had seen how the farmer cultivated. He knew how hard the farmer worked, otherwise he would not produce a walk-behind harvester suitable for the orc. Family applicable ideas.

Mr. Sean smiled slightly, and then remarked: "If farmers can use more convenient tools to cultivate, each family can plant more fields and produce more food, and naturally more agricultural taxes paid to the lord. It stands to reason that the lord should be anxious that every farmer can do the work of ten people... Then why are so many noblemen and royals in the human race who are not willing to invest money for agricultural machinery? Hodgson, did you think Ever had this problem?"

Hodgson opened his mouth to answer, and suddenly felt something was wrong, frowning.

The small landlords and country nobles were stupid, short-sighted, and stingy. Hodgson had always despised those idiots before; but Sean was right, the big nobles, the royal family, could not be as far-sighted as the country nobles.

"I have assisted King Cronin. I am somewhat speculative about the consideration of these rulers." Mr. Sean narrowed his eyes. "All the nobles and royal families are very disgusted by the peasants, thinking that these cannot always be turned over. People who are sufficiently satisfied with their taxes are stupid and lazy."

Hodgson just frowned, and Mr. Sean chuckled again: "But, the nobles and the royal family really need these stupid and lazy farmers. They don't need the ruled people to be too smart, too diligent, their territory It’s best to be all idiots and lazy people who do their best to pay taxes..."

Hodgson's eyes widened in shock.

"If farmers can easily cultivate large fields and produce enough food to feed them, there will be a considerable number of farmers who can be freed from labor, learn the characters and learn combat skills out of human instinct to climb up. Have time to think about whether the lords who ride on their heads and collect taxes are not worthy of respect."

"A farmer who can only produce one thousand kilograms of grain a year is taken away by 500 pounds, and a farmer who can produce 10,000 pounds of grain a year is taken away by five thousand pounds, which is undoubtedly completely different." Mr. Shaun said The pupils that lost their dynamic luster after being turned into undead are as deep as a pool, exuding the coldness of permeating people, "The latter can make the whole family full and have the strength to resist!"

"Lords who can't lie down and rule, how can they tolerate that the peasants who occupy the absolute advantage can eat and eat well, and have free time to think about things?"

"So not only will they not solve the peasants' survival difficulties themselves, if there are peasants in the territory forming alliances, smelting and casting agricultural machinery for farming, they will also clean and suppress them for reasons involving black magic, evil denominations, etc. Or claim that these smart farmers who refuse to be honest and lazy will produce too much food, resulting in cheap food prices in the territory, so that farmers in other places cannot live, and mobilize farmers to fight farmers!"

Hodgson's body shook slightly and his face was pale-he had planned to pay for his own farm machinery for the villagers around Master Tower, and he had never thought about this problem!

The curious caster was never a group that refused to accept new knowledge. Hodgson, who had not heard this argument, would not immediately resent and resist Sean’s conclusion. After a little thought, he must admit... Sean That's right!

If he really did, he would not only help those villagers who always respected and friendly to him, but they might harm them too!

Hodgson just turned his thoughts, and he felt a little cold...

"It turns out that... that's why you support ‘J’ acquiring territory from your hometown of Cronin." Hodgson smiled bitterly, and there was an obvious emotional change in his stiff expression for thousands of years. "I thought..."

"It's normal for you to misunderstand. If I'm not Sean himself, I would also doubt that Sean was fooled by the Snow Wolf clan Ayun and'J' to help outsiders to seize his country." Xiao Mr. En laughed, The Moon of Vengeance is a very difficult person to see through, but he was also a legendary magician anyway, so that he can’t even see the other party’s suspicion-since Yarman, Adrien came to knight After the collar, the dark magician looked deeper than before.

"When I was young, I always wanted to hurry up and plump, away from home to see the scenery outside; but at a certain age, I couldn't help but fall in love with my hometown." Mr. Sean exclaimed, "Cronin is me My hometown, how I hope this country will be as full of joy and laughter as I was when I was young, happy and affluent... Unfortunately, in my beautified memory, there can never be only one laughter A small number of people."

Hodgson understood what Sean wanted to say. The former illusionist wanted to express his attitude has never changed. Everything he did was for Cronin, for his hometown.

The Moon of Vengeance can understand this emotion, and the city of the moon that disappeared in the fire is the pain in his heart forever. Mr. Sean still has the opportunity and is willing to do his best for his hometown. Out of his heart, he is willing to support.

The black magician reached out his left hand and tried to make a sincere expression: "Maybe a little late, Sean, you are a worthy acquaintance."

Mr. Sean smiled and reached out, shaking hands with Hodgson.

Primo took wool and rosemary around the orc empire for half a year, and did not return with his children until the grassland was dyed golden by the autumn wind.

Disembark in the elven port, first go to Ashu's food shop for a meal in Caspian Sea, and then ran to the snake department to rub a meal, and then took the snake department to the fire department to transport sweet potatoes to the tribe.

As soon as they stepped ashore from the canal wharf, the three wind-scarred three opened their mouths in amazement—

Replanting the alfalfa and rushing to harvest the triangle before the winter, the vast fields of the field, countless textile mills of human ethnic female workers in pairs, pushing a particularly small walk-behind harvester, is busy harvesting alfalfa.

"A Yun really started working on the women workers!" Rosemary looked deeply bitter.

"Is there any big project, even the female workers have to do the harvesting work?" The wool face was dumbfounded, knowing that the textile factory's female worker Bisal was still weak, and Thrall only had to save effort even if he participated in the autumn harvest.

"Huh?" Primo, who had the best look, found old friend Sean and several robes walking between the triangles, and seemed to be talking to the harvesting women workers, and immediately threw the suitcase to Rosemary. Walk to the past, "Shaun!"

"I'm back, Primo!" Sean waved his hand casually.

"You just watched the women work leisurely, wouldn't your heart hurt?" Primo laughed casually, walking closer, discovering Sean's strangeness, and jumping a little more than a meter high. , "Shaun?! Are you fallen??"

"What to say!" Sean scolded and turned to Hodgson. "This is my old friend Primo, who is usually a little bit informal."

"Huh? Moon of Revenge!" Primo jumped more than a meter high again.

Hodgson, slightly tanned, nodded pretentiously to Primo: "Good day."

Primo's eyes glared round, staring at the black magician for two seconds, and turned to Sean, who had become an undead, into a thousand words: "Ayun?"

Can make the proud legendary illusionist degenerate into undead life, the hands-on master is still standing next to it, to say that this has nothing to do with Ayun, Primo did not believe it!

"I haven't touched him for a while...I should have rushed the river to find the red leaves in the hilly new area?" Mr. Sean said after watching Hodgson.

"Yes." Hodgson was concise.

Primo: "..."

This black magician actually knew Ayun's whereabouts better than Sean? !

In the six months he was away, how many things happened!

If Mr. Sean knows what Primo is thinking, if he does not, he will directly spray: is this nonsense, he is already a dead soul, can he still live with Ayun?

Of course, it’s Balke who is not afraid of scourge, and is not afraid of the cold body of the undead! (Balke: Bah!)