Entrepreneurship in a different world

It was already around ten o'clock in the evening when we returned to the 'Ghost Cave'. When a large group of them entered the town, only a few old people wandering around the town gave them a second look. Others were not interested in a group of children. .

It is normal for children here to go home at this time in order to survive a lot.

Thanks to this, the children's special behavior in the past two days has not been noticed.

Wen Rong sent them all the way back to the factory in District N.

Both Grandma Joan and the other children at home were still awake and had been waiting for them. When they saw them come back and bought a lot of supplies, the children voluntarily helped carry the goods after being happy for a while.

The barley cakes that Grandma Joan made for them were still in the kitchen, and they were brought out and sat around, eating barley cakes and drinking water together.

Ah Mai and the others talked about the joy of taking the bus and the new things they saw in the city. The children who had never been there were dumbfounded and expressed their desire to go next time.

After eating, it was almost early morning, Wen Rong was too tired to move, so he took Dabao and Ahe brothers to live in the front 'Datong room' together.

The 'Datong Room' has been remodeled by other children in the past two days, and some curtains woven from 'Iron Thorn Grass' have been used to make some partitions to distinguish each work area.

"The curtains were weaved by Grandma Qiong and the people in the kitchen. She said that there should be a distinction between warehouses, offices and residences." Ah He explained, "A Miao and I live next to the innermost warehouse."

Wen Rong saw the fruit of the labor of these helpers in their absence for the past two days.

The day before he left, he ordered the children who stayed behind to do a good job at work. Except for the flower-picking team, all of them were transferred away, and each of the remaining teams had left-behind personnel. After two days of division of labor, everyone was basically familiar with it. What I have to do, except for a slight reduction in production, did not delay the daily work.

There are freshly made lip papers in the warehouse, all of which have been packaged and stamped.

Wen Rong smiled in satisfaction, saw that Ah He was going to inspect the factory after a busy day, and stopped him, "Don't be busy, let's watch it tomorrow morning, sleep first, you are not tired."

"I'm not tired at all." Ah He looked serious, "I haven't walked much at all, and I'm still full."

They also ate meat.It's just that Ah He didn't show it off to his friends.Ah He knew very well that it was just an accident to be able to eat meat.He didn't want to embarrass Brother Wen. If there are so many mouths to eat meat, it will be difficult for Brother Wen.

But he was so tired, Wen Rong sighed quietly in his heart.Comparing people to people makes people mad.

"Sleep!" No more talking, Wen Rong hugged Dabao and lay on the wide straw mat, closing his eyes.

The "Ghost Cave" at night is like a lonely island hanging in the world, half-melted in the night, no one can see or feel its existence unless you approach it.

However, tonight, dozens of large and small lights were lit up in the core area of ​​the town one after another, flickering and twinkling in the lost night, almost blending together with the starry sky hanging down in the middle of the sky.

The tallest and largest building in District A is the villa of Mayor Bithlow.Normally it would only light one or two lights, but tonight, for the first time ever, all of its lights were lit.

Moshi sat in the bright living room like daytime, behind him stood Kuo Mo with a solemn expression, and at his feet was a shivering old man with wrinkled skin.

The old man held a heavy book over his head with both hands in awe, and presented it to the handsome man in black and black hat with a calm face.

"Master, master... please take a look."

Moshi didn't pick up what he was holding, but clasped his slender fingers in front of his chest, just watching him quietly.

"Master, please punish... I failed to keep the property of the master." The old man half closed his eyes, and every time he said a word, or every time he took a breath, he imagined in his mind that this might be the last time of his life.

"Property?" Moshi finally said, "What's the use of me wanting a bunch of broken houses? Bithrow, although I never asked you for anything, I thought you would understand, and I entrust this place to you To manage, what do you mean?"

"Yes! I'm useless." Bithlow dared not defend himself.Even if he had countless reasonable excuses, he didn't dare to be an excuse in front of this person.

"I know, you all think I'm dead." Moshi twisted his slender neck, looked out, and through the huge bright floor-to-ceiling windows, he could clearly see the entire 'Ghost Cave', "They are afraid of me When I came back again, the entire 'Nishia City' was isolated. They all knew that 'Nishia City' was my awakening place, but few people knew exactly where I was awakened. However, these few people still Made my birthplace what it is now."

Bithlow closed his eyes forcefully, it was over.

"You have a lot of success among them, and you have been very busy these years." Moshi's hand was lightly hanging on Bithlow's head.

Kuo Mo slightly raised half of his thick eyebrows.Yo, doomed to have a head pried open today?As long as it's not him, it's fine.

"The old and the new factions are fighting endlessly. The only thing that can save this place in the game between them is that neither side will offend." Bithrow finished what he thought was the last sentence in one breath.

He did his best, master!

Bislow generously prepared to die, but he did not expect that the hand hanging above his head slowly moved away.

"Who else will come here?" Moshi asked.

"... most of the families that still exist." Bithlow did not dare to relax, and replied respectfully.

Moshi just took the thick black book, opened it and looked at it, and it marked the renting situation in District A.

Almost every once in a while, a name he used to be familiar with appears and rents a house in District A to enjoy his inheritance and gifts.

"It's quite frequent." He said mockingly, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Yes! Some of the three or four generations of descendants of them don't even know what to do here, they just come to stay for a few nights. Master, they have degenerated very badly." Bithrow didn't dare to look up, I only report my observations and summaries over the years to this person, "Not only them, but many awakened ones... have degraded seriously. The same is true for our aborigines here, but, compared to the situation outside Much better."

"I think they will come again soon." Moshi threw the book casually on the velvet sofa next to him, "Bithlow, remember to keep your mouth shut, I don't want many people to know about my return. "

"Yes!"

"Give me a room in Area A, and register in the name of Levik." Moshi stood up, and the shadow cast by his figure silently covered the old mayor's whole body, scaring the old mayor tightly. shrink into a small ball.

"Yes!"

"Besides, you're not too young, so you haven't found a suitable successor for so many years?" It was a matter of business, but Moshi suddenly changed his tone, Bithrow knew that he had escaped a catastrophe today.

"There has never been a suitable candidate. No, a young man from other places came recently. According to the administrators and supervisors, he seems to be quite suitable. The master also knows that I am only good at keeping things, and I am not good at anything else. Listen to them That young man is of good quality...I think he is a trailblazer, and I plan to observe him for a while to see how he will perform in the future." Bithrow said about retirement, feeling a burst of excitement in his heart.

Who doesn't want to retire.He's been thinking about it for decades.However, how could he retire if he couldn't find a suitable successor?

Ciaran said that the newcomer... would bring a new look to the Ghost Cave.It may be a shock or a drastic change, and there may even be some troubles and disasters.At present, he has not contacted the other party, and he plans to observe for a few months before talking.

"very good!"

Moji's slightly satisfied voice sounded in the huge living room.

The old mayor Bithlow secretly pondered in his heart what the phrase 'very good' just now referred to.Not long after, a gust of cool wind blew out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was no sound in the living room for a long time. Bislow cautiously turned his head to look in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The individual, meanwhile, disappeared without a trace.

gone!

Bithlow completely collapsed on the ground.

But he soon perked up again.

He is back!This time it was really coming back.Just when everyone relaxed their guard, thinking that he would not wake up again, he quietly returned to the place where it all started.

"I'm back... Some people should be so scared that they can't eat or sleep!" Bithrow's old wrinkled face gradually showed a 'gloating' expression.

Kuo Mo followed behind Mo Shi, and the master and servant walked quietly in the main street of the 'Ghost Cave' like two real ghosts.

Kuo Mo's impression of this place still stays N years ago, when there were not so many houses and small alleys here, the current site has expanded many times compared to before, but he doesn't like it.

"You want to live here?" Kuo Mo wanted to find something to talk to Mo Shi.

"Of course, it's my territory after all." Moshi suddenly stopped and looked at the nearby area. He remembered that this was the former factory area, but he smelled the smell of that cunning young man.

So, without thinking, Mo Shi raised his legs and walked towards N area.

"Here..." Kuo Mo suddenly caught a swimming black shadow from the dark night, and swallowed it into his mouth, "There are more gluttons than before, so it can be seen that no one caught them, and they have Sufficient food will expand so much."

"Bah bah...it became unpalatable." Kuo Mo just swallowed it and then spit it out, but what he spit out was already a mass of colorless air.

"Some people want to eat but can't catch it." Mo Shi felt that he, the number one bodyguard, had been sleeping for so many years and became hypocritical.

"Where are you going?" Seeing him walking into the alley, Kuo Mo's gossip was suddenly aroused.

Mohi stopped in his tracks.yeah, where is he going?

Kuo Mo, who is not afraid of death, teased behind him, "I see, I smell the smell of that Mr. Wen, who is near here. Master... Could it be..."

Mo Shi turned his head and gave him a 'goodwill' look, and Kuo Mo consciously covered his wide mouth.

"I just remembered the days when I was here."