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Chapter 22 Population Issues
When the slave operation in Morning Glory Town started, two days had passed by Allen's side.

Hundreds of slaves started working at the same time. After his teaching, the stonemasons had an efficient management method, and managing hundreds of slaves was no problem.

They move very fast, and each slave tries to build fully at its own pace.

The reason is that Allen divided the audience into [-] groups. The top ten teams that completed the construction task the fastest had extra meals, while the lazy slaves did not.

The slaves are usually full after eating some paste, and they have never tried extra meals.

Two days ago, Allen brought rice porridge. The orc slave who had never had white rice porridge only took a sip, and immediately poured it into his stomach, leaving tears of emotion.

too delicious.

From then on, the slaves went crazy and began to work seriously, and they were bound to complete the construction targets set by Allen.

After inspecting the enthusiastic work of the slaves today, Hood came to report and whispered:

"Lord Alan, the old hunter's pigeons have flown back. Last night, we started to liberate the slaves of the Martin merchant. About 1000 slaves were liberated. They are currently going around the woods. Morning Glory Town sent two hundred lion cavalry south to catch the slaves."

"Oh, so we can add a thousand new slaves in the Great Iron Village soon." Allen's eyes lit up slightly.

Hood worried: "But there are too many slaves, and we don't have so many soldiers to guard them. If these slaves riot, the entire Great Iron Village will be finished."

"Well, this is a problem, but slaves have food to eat, and there is a high probability that they will not rebel." Allen murmured.

He clearly knew that this was just a stopgap measure, and that there were indeed risks in having too many slaves.

Although these slaves have lost hope in life and only stare at the food rewards in front of them every day, there are always some slaves with above-average IQ who are unwilling to be slaves.

When the total number of slaves is large enough, these slaves with online intelligence may secretly incite the slave group to rebel.

As a master assassin, Allen has extraordinary eyesight. He inspects the slave group, observes the expression of each slave when he is working, and finds out potential restless slaves.

"You, you, and you, come out!"

"And you, don't look down at your toes, it's you."

Allen went around twice and spent an hour counting out 78 slaves.

These slaves who have been pointed out have self-thoughts, unlike those slaves who have no goals in life, they know how to endure humiliation, and only wait for the opportunity to come one day, sneak away, or encourage slaves to rebel.

"My lord, I'm just taking a short rest secretly. I promise I won't do it next time. I must complete today's task indicators well!"

A cat-eared slave lowered his head, trembling, not daring to look at Allen at all.

"Look up! What was your identity before?"

Allen had sharp eyes and was very serious, as if the other party would be sentenced to death if he didn't answer seriously.

"My lord, my name is Heitie. I used to be the foreman of the southern mine. A year ago, the mine collapsed and three miners died. I was reduced to a slave by Will." Heitie raised his head, trembling with fear.

Allen thought that was the case, no wonder this slave had time to peek at what the fastest slave was doing when he was working.

"I almost forgot that there is also high-quality labor among slaves, so it cannot be wasted."

Allen immediately asked Hood to preside over the work: "You record the identity information for each slave. If a slave was a freeman before, he can restore his status as a freeman. Skilled orcs can provide them with jobs."

Hood was sweating profusely, and there were hundreds of slaves present. Recording their information was a big project.

The important thing is that there is not enough paper.

"Don't panic, there are not many slaves among the freedmen. For real slaves, just record the place of origin, name and age."

The cat ears of the other slaves twitched slightly, and there were a few more shouts in the crowd, saying that they used to be freemen.

A slave took the lead, and the gloomy-eyed slave gradually regained his spirits. He had a premonition that this was an opportunity to become a freeman, and raised his hand.

Swish, there are dozens more hands.

Allen was prepared and announced loudly: "All freedman slaves will be questioned in detail, and you must answer truthfully. I may send someone to your source to ask if there is such a person. Those who cheat will be sentenced to death."

Hearing Allen's words, the restless slave turned pale.

"Listen to me now, you are not slaves of free people, put down your hands, I can not blame you."

In the end, no one let go of their hands. It seems that these slaves who raised their hands used to have the status of free citizens, but it was too long, and they completely lost hope in life.

The remaining slaves who were about to move didn't raise their hands, because the fear in their bones suppressed their nerves and made them dare not raise their hands.

Of course, Allen did not give up other slaves. After all, slavery is unreasonable and work efficiency is extremely low.

But emancipating slaves requires a process, and we cannot become fat in one go.

When the cement is produced, Datiecun will be able to start the infrastructure madness mode. There will be as many houses as there are, and as many slaves as there are at that time.

Allen announced: "Of course, other slaves also have the opportunity to become free people. As long as you work hard, I will promote a group of outstanding orcs to become free people after the autumn harvest."

As soon as Allen's words came out, the orc with a gloomy expression suddenly had a rush.

Be a freedman!
"My lord, is what you said true?"

Allen's words were so shocking that Hood's eyes widened, and some young slaves happily asked if it was true.

"Of course it is true. What I said will not change."

Allen glanced at the slave circle, most of the slaves who asked questions were young slaves.

The middle-aged slaves didn't ask any questions or look at him. They just fluctuated slightly when they heard the word "Freeman", and then continued to work without saying a word.

The middle-aged slaves are used to seeing the ugly face of the ruler, never believe in long-term promises, only believe in extra meals at their fingertips.

Allen didn't explain too much. During the autumn harvest, there will be a slave harvesting rice competition. The top-ranked slaves will be promoted to freemen, and the slaves' enthusiasm for work will be ignited to the peak.

Hood frowned, and for the first time raised objections on the open side:
"Lord Alan, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this. I was originally a slave of free people, so I can naturally restore my status.

But if all slaves have the opportunity to become free people, our Datie Village does not have so many houses to accommodate them, there are not so many jobs, and we cannot afford to support so many free people. "

Allen turned to look at Hood, and Hood shrank his neck, afraid of Allen's power.

But reason made Hood straighten his neck again, straighten his waist, and erect his cat's tail.

"Lord Alan, please believe my judgment. The centuries-old history of the Lionheart Kingdom proves that the slave system is one of the foundations of governing the country, and it is also one of the foundations of governing the village. It cannot be changed, it cannot be changed." Hood said heavily.

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(End of this chapter)