Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Niu Biao's rough face turned red, and he was about to close the door quietly when Qiao Xin suddenly turned around and saw him.

Niu Biao laughed twice, awkwardly but politely, "Everyone is in the meeting room."

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Lang Rui nodded calmly to Niu Biao, as if the kiss that had just made him forget himself was just his illusion.

As soon as Niu Biao closed the door, he slapped his hands twice. It was all because of this bad habit. Mao Bai always reminded him to knock on the door and get permission before entering, but he forgot again. What a disaster today!

No wonder Mao Bai often twists his ears. It's just that one ear goes in and the other goes out. He doesn't remember anything! He deserves a beating.

As soon as the door closed, Qiao Xin loosened the flesh that was twisted on Lang Rui's arm and snorted.

Lang Rui smiled and touched the place where he was twisted. Beating is love and scolding is love. Beating and scolding are all out of love.

Except for Lang Zheng and Lang Shun who were on patrol outside, all the captain-level people who stayed in the city filled the conference room.

This large conference room, which is specially used for holding conferences, is similar to a movie theater, with rows of seats higher than the other. The only difference is that there is a small table in front of each seat.

Mao Fei and several staff members from the administrative building distributed pens, ink, paper and inkstone to everyone. No one spoke, but communicated with their eye contact.

As a result, after this exchange of glances, no one understood the reason for holding the meeting at this post-war time when everything was busy.

They didn't have to wait too long before Lang Rui and Qiao Xin entered the meeting room.

"Two groups of orcs came from outside the city. One group was brought back by me. They said they wanted to join Blackrock City. The other group was from the Silver Moon Wolf tribe who were used as cannon fodder by the enemy before the war."

As soon as Lang Rui opened his mouth, everyone straightened their backs, sat upright, listened carefully, and some even started taking notes with their brushes.

"Everyone, tell me, how should we place these people?"

Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds and whispered a few words to each other. Many people had different opinions on the cannon fodder of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. Even several members of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan did not dare to accept this group of people.

Who knows if there is a traitor among them?

But we cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately, and this is also written into the law.

Most of these people are old, young, sick and disabled, which is the most difficult part.

As for the other group of people, it is easy to accommodate them. Not to mention hundreds of people, even thousands of people can be easily accommodated by Blackrock City.

As usual, let them earn points and join the city.

This is the opinion of most people.

Lang Rui looked at Yan who obviously had something to say, "Tell me what you want to say."

Yan was originally straightforward. Even though he had been a slave for several years, he did not shrink back and spoke frankly: "The arrival of these orcs was too coincidental. Not to mention the Silver Moon group, the other two tribes are the same. If possible, the best way is to drive them out of the Black Stone City territory."

Mao Fei immediately raised his hand, "I agree with Yan's statement."

There was an instant of friendly laughter among the crowd. Mao Fei looked at Yan, pursed his lips, and smiled happily.

Yan's thoughts reminded everyone that things were different now and that these people's arrival was really too coincidental. Everyone began to wonder.

It's not that they can't accept people of different races. Blackrock City was originally formed by orcs of different races, and everyone came in through assessments. Under normal circumstances, everyone would gladly accept the joining of other races, but now!

Thinking of those dead tribesmen, I felt somewhat repulsed during this special period.

"What Yan said makes sense, but if we drive them away, wouldn't that be too inhumane? This is not in line with the political policy of our Black Stone City."

Qiao Xin chuckled. It seemed that the effect of building the school had taken effect. Now everyone knew the political policy of Black Stone City.

Lang Rui looked at Yan and encouraged him to continue. Yan smiled and responded generously: "Of course we can't really kill them all. We can provide them with some supplies that won't let them starve to death."