Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 191 Chapter 189
"It seems that the scientific research department should speed up and increase the cultivation of plants."

However, all of these require money, and Wilder felt a bit of a headache when he thought of this: "In addition to the 80 billion artillery deposit, 40 billion is used to develop the artillery, and the remaining 40 billion cannot withstand much trouble."

"Now, the population of Mas-Moore is about 120 million, and we need to provide food for so many people every day..." Wilder couldn't help but gasp when he thought of this, the amount is too huge, no wonder he accumulated it His fortune was nearly wiped out so quickly.

It is nothing to provide food for these civilians who are building Mess-Moor. After all, they are working for Wilder and they have no wages. At the same time, these civilians also need to grow food. After laying a solid foundation, Wilder didn't want to exploit these civilians too much even if he couldn't make ends meet now.

The food provided every day is probably just a meal for filling, and the rest needs to be figured out by the civilians themselves, but despite this, those civilians also saw the hope of living, because they planted the seeds of food , so no one said anything about the bitterness in a short period of time. When the food matures, everything will be different.

As for Mess-Moore, it was Wilder's name for the country's capital.

Just when Wilder was going to continue to list a series of questions.

"Shaking."

There was a knock on the door of the room.

"Come in." Wilde raised his head and said, putting down his pen.

The door was opened, and Claire walked in and stood by the door, reporting to Wilder: "Boss, Mandigor and Bill Watt are back."

Oh?
Wilder's heart skipped a beat.

"Call them over."

"Yes."

When Claire went out, Wilder frowned again: "It seems that the matter of the cadre factory has to be brought up first."

Wilder wrote down the words Wu and Wen on the paper.His previous vision for the cadre factory was to cultivate a group of loyal cadres, so Mandy Columbus and Bill Watt were sent to collect orphans from all over the place.

But now it seems that some changes have been made to the original idea.

First of all, the cadres remain unchanged. After all, force is the truth.

But it is impossible to cultivate a group of cadres whose brains are full of muscles. Wilder thought for a while and decided to teach students according to their aptitude.

On the basis of force, add a cultural foundation, teach both together, and then distinguish between the main text and the main force according to the focus.

Wen is what Weld intends to use to cultivate national management talents, so they must be smart enough to handle affairs, and the most important point is to keep up with his consciousness and cultivate their advanced thinking.

Wu, as long as he is satisfied and not stupid, has superior force, can execute orders well, and knows how to adapt and handle affairs. Wilder intends to train them to be army leaders, and among them there will be military adjutants who are more literary.

After that, civil and military cannot intersect and must be separated.

One is in charge of national affairs, and the other is in charge of fighting and fighting.

"A complete and detailed set of teaching materials is needed." Thinking this way, Wilder wrote three more words below the words civil and military: Yucai Department.

"This can't be delayed. An announcement will be issued tomorrow to recruit a large number of civilians who have worked as teachers to take a written test. Those who pass will enter the Yucai Department to take up positions."

Wilder is deeply aware that experts often come from the common people, so some things he can't do can be done by calling on the ideas of the common people.

"It can't be limited to those who have teaching experience. Things like ideas and wisdom are not limited to the crowd, and everyone with confidence should be involved."

Wilder quickly perfected his own idea. He planned to write in the content of the recruitment that he would focus on teaching positions, but he would not block the way of other smart people.

"In addition, a leader is needed. This leader should be selected among the subordinates. There may not be many talents with profound wisdom and flexibility, but there should be no shortage of one or two."

Soon, Mandy Columbus and Bill Watt were brought in.

It's been a while since the two of them have turned black, but their bodies haven't changed much. Wilder still attaches great importance to the two of them.

One is black and the other is white, both of them are from businessman background. Needless to say, their ability to handle affairs has been completed steadily. This is what makes Wilder most at ease. In terms of force, it is not weaker than senior cadres. How much, even, if another big contest is held, Wilder feels that the two are likely to be promoted to the ranks of senior cadres.

Not to mention Mandy Columbus, every time he makes a move, there is a kind of pretense, that is, the kind that is very calm and calm.

A fat man in a white suit, Bill Watt, who wore a Maitreya-like smile all day long, was more ruthless and ruthless than anyone else.The most important thing is that this fat man is still very flexible, and his explosive power and speed can hardly be judged by his figure.

The way of fighting is also very pretentious. Holding the wine glass in his left hand, he fights people with one fist, and laughs all the time. Every time he punches, he can directly smash the ground into a big hole. Even Baisi said that he dare not directly Bear his fist, of course, before eating the devil fruit.

It seems that after everything is on the right track, there will be another big competition, and it will be bigger than the previous one!Wilde thought to himself.

"boss."

"boss."

The two walked in and reported to Wilder.

Wilder looked at the two of them and smiled: "Thank you."

"Hahaha! It's not miserable at all, this journey is fun." Bill Watt was a more cheerful person, with a protruding fat belly grinning and shaking his head while laughing.

Wilder nodded with a smile, said nothing, and went straight to the point.

"Sit down and let's talk about the situation."

Mandigor and Bill Watt sat down opposite Wilder, Bill Watt nodded, and spoke first: "This time, a total of 350 orphans were collected, ranging in age from three to 12 years old, but most of them were between six and nine years old. There are 230 males and 110 females.”

Mandy Columbus at the side glanced sideways at Billwater, and kept silent when he saw that he had finished speaking.

"Very good." Wilder said immediately, but his mind was thinking.

In Wilder's mind, the two people in front of him are worthy of responsibility. Whether it is personal force, ability to handle affairs, or wisdom, they are all online, and they are not comparable to people with muscular brains like Bais and Limo. .

Wilder had a general idea about the establishment of the cadre factory next, and the two seemed to be good candidates.

That being the case, it would be better to bump into each other. After thinking about it, Wilder looked up at the two of them with a smile.

"Both of you are good at physical combat, and you have experience in business and management. I plan to let you be the chief instructor of the cadre factory. What do you think?"

Both were a little surprised by Wilder's words. They looked at each other, turned back to Wilder, and nodded solemnly: "Thanks to the trust of the boss, I will definitely not let the boss down."

Mandigor did not speak, but looked at Wilder very firmly.

"Hmm, hahaha! Very good, I feel at ease with the two of you. Now go and see the orphans you brought back with me, and I will tell you about the plan after I finish."

"Yes."

"it is good."

.........

Not long after, the three of Wilder ushered in a group of tents built on the plain in Zhili District.

The guards who were guarding all around saw Wilder coming over and quickly saluted. Wilder nodded to him and walked towards the largest tent.

The guard looked at Wilder's back with adoring eyes, and said excitedly to the people next to him: "Did you see that? King Wilder nodded to me just now!"

"Nonsense, you are obviously nodding to me!"

Wilder didn't know what happened behind at all. He, Mandygor, and Billwater came to the tent, and the people inside seemed to have noticed the footsteps of someone approaching, and the original buzzing sound disappeared completely.

Wilder adjusted his clothes, showing a gentle smile, trying to make himself look amiable, and then gently opened the curtain of the tent, and stepped into the tent.

In the tent, a group of children huddled together and cast curious and fearful eyes on Wilde who came in.

As for Mandigor, the group of children are already familiar with each other, so they don't have much special emotion for their arrival.

They are a group of orphans drifting with the crowd, and for them, Mandigor and Bill Watt are two people who have no enmity or kindness.

Being brought here is just wandering in another place, food is alms, if you say this is Xiaoen, you have experienced a lot.

Looking at the expressions of nervousness, fear, curiosity, hostility, guarding, etc. in the eyes of this group of small people, Wilder tried his best to make his smile look gentle and friendly.

"Hello."

Wilder said in a simple and old-fashioned opening remark, and then looked at the group of children with a smile on his face.

"You... hello." A weak child's voice came from the crowd, and Wilder couldn't help but look sideways.

It was a little girl about five or six years old, with a lot of black and gray on her face, but her eyes were black and bright. Her small body hid in the crowd taller than him. It seemed that she was the only one who spoke after she finished speaking. Nervous to overwhelmed.

Trying to hide deeper in the crowd, in order to escape the looking gaze.

Wilder laughed, but really laughed.

A sensible and polite child would never be disgusting no matter what, and Wilder needs such a sensible and polite child as a bridge to connect him with this group of orphans.

This kind of meeting Wilder doesn't like, because it will be troublesome to deal with a group of children who don't know your kindness.

It's like, you hand him a candy, but he will look at you with the eyes of "you really want to poison me", and avoid the candy, trying to hide in the distance.

That kind of vigilance is hard to erase.

And once there is a child who is willing to express acceptance and kindness to you, then this situation will have the possibility of breaking through.

Wilder was very happy, happy that he would not have to be too troublesome in the future, and also happy for the girl, he decided to give the first brave man the best reward.

She deserved it, because she had paid for it with her courtesy and her courage.

Politeness and courage are two very long and wide roads in life, and they can also accommodate many small roads at the same time. Wilder is gratified by her politeness and courage, so he decided to give her another big road:
force.

It's not okay for a little girl not to have enough force to protect herself.

She acted like a frightened bamboo rat when Wilder plucked her out of the crowd.

To Wilder's embarrassment, she turned out to be a male creature, that is to say, she was him, just a wonderful misunderstanding caused by the momentary blindness of the first acquaintance.

If so, the wording has to be changed.

should be changed to...

A little boy can't do without adequate force to defend himself.

"Believe me, you and little Aisha will become good friends. Of course, you can have a relationship when you grow up, hahaha!"

Wilder felt that he was not very good at making jokes, because he found that he was about to cry when he was less than his knees in front of him.

"Maybe we should have a good talk, man, crying won't solve the problem, are you right?"

Maybe it was the word "manly" that touched his heart, maybe it was Wilder's behavior of "seemingly not a bad guy". He looked at Wilder firmly, then nodded heavily, and sneezed back his nose .

"What's your name?" Wilder squatted down, so that the little boy would not look up to himself too much, lest he get cervical spondylosis at a young age.

"Gui." Gui's voice was very soft, probably because of nervousness, he looked at Wilder with a pair of bright black eyes, and slipped the snot from his nose from time to time.

What a simple child.

Wilder thought of Dumb in Crayon Shin-chan, and Gui in front of him could be said to be very vivid, but this was because he was too nervous, so he looked a little dull.

Maybe he should be cultivated as the highest confidant?
Guiveld, who dared to respond first, should be treated differently, and of course he would not say it clearly after making a decision in his heart.

Wilde touched Gui's head "kindly", and said with a smile, "My name is Wilde, the king of this country."

king!

Hearing this, not only Gui, but also the children behind were shocked.

For this group of orphans, the word king is incomprehensible, even very familiar, because they are a group of people who have no country and no family, so they naturally understood what a country is and what a king is.

The person in front of me is... the king?
Gui stared at her round black eyes, a little in disbelief.

But how could the king be here?Appearing in front of people like us?

"Do you want to be a soldier of the king?"

Just when Gui and the other orphans were thinking this way, Wilder's words made them breathless, and then their eyes gradually widened.

Others didn't dare to speak out, but Gui was different. His voice trembled a little, like surprise, but also seemed unimaginable: "I... can I?"

"Of course." Wilder narrowed his eyes and replied with a smile.

……

The process was unexpectedly simple for Wilder, and he managed to leave a very good impression in front of this group of children.

(End of this chapter)