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Nuan has always wanted to buy Mrs. Class. Mr. Class is idle and doesn't work hard at all. Sooner or later, he will sell his wife. He likes Mrs. Class's petite figure very much, and saves some money to observe secretly.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Klass, who had been missing for a while and came back, was much more powerful. Not only did she often say things that others could not understand, but she also got to know the knight master of the Gay Knights!That is the Gay Knights. I heard that they are handsome, tall and handsome young men who know magic and fight. They know many kings!

Since Mrs. Krass came back, many great things have happened in Ebo. After Nuan finally understood what happened, the weather has already entered winter.

This year's winter is so cold, without the season adjuster, Nu'an found that the winter in this grassland is uninhabitable. He woke up from freezing in the middle of the night countless times, and had to get up and run around the house to warm himself up, but this Come on, the stomach is getting hungry faster.

I really want to eat beef noodles and mushrooms. Do you want to buy a heated kang with the savings you saved for Mrs. Krass?Since the neighbor bought the heated kang, he no longer gets up at night and sleeps late in the morning.

When Nuan was hesitating, the conscription order for hard labor came down, and he had no way to shirk it in the face of the patrol team. Besides, the patrol team said that as long as they did hard labor, they would be fed and clothed. An act of kindness through a difficult winter, no need to do any work at all, just follow the master magician to fight.

That is, you can get to know the magician, and you can save food and drink, what's wrong?

When Nu An left home, he found that there were unexpectedly few people participating in labor labor. Not only that, but many neighbors passing by were empty. After the patrol team kicked open the gate, they found that there was no one in the house.No matter how dull he was, he could sense that something was wrong, but the patrol watched closely and couldn't find any excuses to leave.

Soon, Nuan was sure that he had been deceived, and the patrol team took him to the White Tower. In the cold air, the city lord Bills announced in person with a livid face: "Start repairing the White Tower immediately! Everyone! For Moosi!"

What?Want to work outside?

The labor crowd immediately exploded, and people cried and begged the city lord for mercy, but of course it was ineffective, and the miserable service life began.

The rate of death of the laborers was faster than Nu'an imagined. Many people could only curl up in the ruins of the White Tower to sleep at night, and could never wake up again in the morning.People kept coming in, and they were all crying when they first came, but after two days, they stopped making noise.

Nu'an found a hole to get into the inside of the White Tower. It was a gorgeous place he couldn't imagine, but at this moment, it was more like a tomb.He huddled here for one cold night after another, however, the lack of food and warmth ruthlessly deprived him of his health, and after seven or eight days, he was hungry and cold, and he was too weak to stand, let alone move. A huge boulder was raised.

These white stones formed the pride of Ebo.

"hurry up!"

The whip exploded in the air, and the supervisor slammed Nuan on the shoulder. He staggered and fell to the ground, unable to get up anymore. He seemed to hear some loud noise in the haze, and the shouts of his companions: " Moose! Moose!"

Moosei please save my soul...

Muttering prayers to himself, Nuan's consciousness fell into eternal nothingness.

In the knight village, the Ebo people were kneeling on the ground, with their hands raised above their heads, their palms pressed against the ground, trembling.The knights looked at the gods in the distance in twos and threes, pointing and pointing expressionlessly.

Cecil also looked in Ebo's direction, and said coldly, "This guy is Moose?"

"We must maintain respect for other gods." Even though he said this, Langdon's tone did not mean respect at all, "We must respect the hardworking people who created these gods."

Cecil agreed: "Well, labor is indeed worthy of respect, as for these gods..."

"Not all gods do good deeds." Langdon pointedly said, "Not all gods have wisdom."

Cecil turned his head, and the veins in Langdon's pupils could almost be seen at close range.

At this time, the huge "Tauren" was roaring towards his feet. The place where he appeared was the White Tower. His huge figure made the humans under his feet look like ants, and his voice could be heard in the knight village. This is a sign It is a means of power, but it just saves Cecil from running away on purpose.

"Mortal, what are you calling me for?"

Biers, who had been putting on airs, was trembling like sifting chaff at this time, knelt on the ground without even daring to lift his head, and said loudly: "Holy Moose, your people ask for your guidance! Please guide us confused little ones!" Bull! Winter is coming, the White Tower is dead, where should we go?"

Cecil has a new feeling for the wonders of translation magic. Langdon said that translation magic actually reflects the user's vocabulary and knowledge, and the magic will automatically translate the corresponding context known.

I probably watched too many American dramas, the screenwriter of Game of Thrones Season [-] is going to die, Cecil murmured in his heart.

"Moose will guide your direction!" "Tauren" roared first, then hesitated for a while, the bull's eyes looked around Ebo, and suddenly roared angrily, "What is that? I saw a different civilization things!"

"That, that's an emergency... measure!" Biers buried his head lower, and stammered to explain, "It's just a temporary... just to survive the winter, it's just a stupid way of some ignorant civilians!"

"Clear the alien civilization!" Mooshi yelled, "Come see me after you clear it, you stupid mortals!"

After finishing speaking, the huge phantom disappeared into the air like soap bubbles without a trace.

Cecil waited for a while, but didn't find the follow-up, and said in surprise: "Is this the end?"

"Yeah." Langdon, who was standing aside, said, "It's over."

"What the hell?" Cecil couldn't believe it. "Is this god born with low intelligence?"

"Almost." Langdon smiled.

Cecil opened his mouth wide: "Really?"

"Ebo is a country with a very single industry and a very rough civilization and technology. Its history is less than 90 years old." Langdon said with a smile, "They have only one god, and they were born from primitive industries, using magic to improve leather products. Quality will not improve the ability of the gods. Young, poor background, low education level, simple experience, the gods with this background are almost at this level."

Cecil heard the disgust in Langdon's words, and thought about the two Chinese gods he had summoned. In contrast, this Moosi really looked like he had a bad mind... Nima, the Great Wall The old man is so good at playing!

Regardless, one thing is certain: Ebo is finished.

The Ebo people in the knight village gradually recovered from the panic, gathered together in twos and threes and whispered for a while, and then resumed their original life track after their emotions stabilized.After all, Mooshi only said that he wanted to tear down the kang in the city, so that shouldn't be their business... right?

Cecil finished watching and went to fetch water, and found that the well had been flooded by the crowd, and he couldn't even see the edge of the well.While thinking about how to establish the order of life in the city, he asked Langdon, "What will happen to the Ebo people?"

Langdon asked back, "The one you pointed out is still in the city?"

"All right."

"They came out, as long as they are not stupid, they won't go back." Langdon said slowly, "The ones in Ebo City are probably dead."

Cecil: "..."

Male god, don't understate it like this, I'm really scared!

"Is there a way to save them?" Cecil finished, and when Langdon looked over, he quickly added, "I just think it's a waste to lose the population for nothing, right? You see, a lot of production will require manpower in the future, and more people will be needed in spring planting." needs, agriculture is not enough for many people.”

Langdon smiled with an expression of "I understand": "They will run away, and the Ebo people will not put the country and civilization above their lives. Not everyone is Lutheran, and the Ebo civilization also It's not worth dying for."

"Can you run away?"

"Depending on the situation, if the patrol is smart enough to run first, it can get away."

"..."

What else did Cecil want to ask, but the crowded crowd suddenly screamed, and several people flew out as if they were hit by something, and an empty path suddenly appeared in the crowd—they were the magic elk.

"Let Rang! Let Rang! Drink water! Brothers, come on!"

"On-on-on-"

When the crowd was overwhelmed by the magic elk, another team of handsome boys rushed over.

"Dear knights, it's time to fetch water! Battle state!"

"Oh oh oh--"

Cecil looked at the crowd who were beating and howling, and felt that it was time to advance the establishment of the order of life.

It is convenient if there are few people, but when there are too many people, small things will cause a lot of trouble.

It's like fetching water. In the past, when a few people were fighting randomly, when there were a hundred knights, a few people were designated to fight. Now, with the three hundred "refugees" from Ebo, fetching water has become a disaster.Due to the limitation of working hours, there is only so little free time for housework. It is not easy to fetch water during peak hours.

"In this way, we will schedule each household according to the time, and we can fetch water only at the specified time." Cecil set up an ideal plan.

"How to compile each household?" Russell asked.

Recently, Russell has managed a lot of internal affairs. This was originally the responsibility of Oakes. After all, Oakes is the commander of the knight. However, everyone has a good impression of him, and he never puts on airs. This matter has naturally become like this .

"Write down the house number?" Cecil thought for a while, and took a piece of paper, "Look, use this kind of number..."

"Oh, Aladdin's number." Russell glanced at it and said.

Cecil: "...Aladdin?"

"That's right, it was invented by a man named Aladdin, and it's really convenient." Russell said, "It's very useful for keeping accounts now."

"Is this Aladdin still alive?"

"It's almost 1000 years since he died." Russell said, "Why?"

Cecil is thankful that he has a "fearless face": "It's nothing, I just think this name is interesting. We use Aladdin numbers to code the house numbers for each house, and each number can only be called within the specified time." water."

"What if no one in this house is free to fetch water within the specified time?" Russell asked.

"That's why we need to investigate the situation of each family and arrange when each family is free." Cecil said.

Russell grinned: "Do you have someone to do this?"

Cecil hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then let's build a reservoir to bring up the water, so that it will be more convenient for those who fetch the water."

"Are you full?" Russell asked with a smile,

Cecil: "..."

You are far from Landon!