Take Taobao with you to another world

The construction progress of the residential area, which has not stopped even during the war, has finally reached the time when it can welcome large-scale occupancy.

Before that, a small number of werewolves who moved over had a few months of experience, and it can be said that they were unanimously acclaimed for the new-style human housing. There were some parts that were not suitable for their living habits. Accepted adjustments.Trying to live like a human is not just a novelty for them, especially for those old werewolves who have experienced a winter that has never been warm and comfortable, no one wants to go back to the past .

No matter how big the wind and snow can get into the gaps in the house, the interior is spacious and bright, warm as spring, the bed is soft and thick, clear water will flow out of the pipes, and the night can be as bright as day, although the partitioned space prevents the family from being together again. You can see each other when you look up, but the most painful problem of hygiene in winter is no longer a problem, and the mother of the family does not have to worry about the impact of food on the residence.There are still a large number of werewolves who have never seen the appearance of the settlement so far, but as the exchanges between the two places have increased and deepened, the werewolves who went to study and train have also returned various knowledge. Most werewolves in the Sacher tribe The view of settlements has slowly changed from doubtful wait-and-see. After that shocking battle, expectation has gradually become the mainstream.

Werewolves are not full of scruples about humans like the fox clan. They have changed from masters to equal allies. In fact, many werewolves are not used to the fact that many affairs are still subject to human constraints, but the power of the magician is irresistible.Although based on the common sense of the orcs, the magician undoubtedly belonged to humans, but in just two years, everything that the black-haired young man showed has established an unshakable image in the hearts of everyone.Instinctively, the werewolves would not think that their patriarch was weak, but the behavior of the "magician"... already looked like another creature beyond common sense.

The distance between the settlement and the tribe is neither close nor far. After the main road is built, you can go back and forth in a day with the help of a mount.It is enough for a small number of werewolf immigrants to prepare their own chariots and horses, but when the number of immigrants reaches the size of a tribe, things will become much more complicated.

However, at least for humans, they are already very experienced in dealing with these things.

As early as when the captives were placed, the personnel sent by the settlement "by the way" traveled all over the Sasheer tribe, consulted the wishes of each werewolf family, recorded their family structure and some basic information, and then sorted and summarized A copy of the report was also sent to Scar. As the patriarch of Sacher, it was the first time for Scar to understand the composition of his tribe so intuitively.

If it was the past when the two sides had not deeply formed an alliance, if Ska was a patriarch who was not so courageous, facing the situation of his tribe being so thoroughly understood, even if he did not say that he would strengthen his defenses, he would always feel uncomfortable. But after enduring another round of nagging from the pharmacist about "making you refuse to learn characters", Scar said that he doesn't care anymore.

The census has many meanings. For now, the direct function is to refer to these data to divide into segments and prepare for the next step of specific allocation.Although the built residential area is of a unified standard, the interior design is different. Besides, no matter humans or werewolves, there are some core members with more than 20 members, and there are many extended families with in-laws.

Yun Shen doesn't really want the close relationship of these families to continue.

Under Scar's strong suppression and oppression of ever-changing forms, the upper-level structure of the Sacher tribe has always had no effect on Yunshen's plan. Whether the relationship between them can still be as harmonious as before is not sure.Yun Shen is very clear that the key to the smooth integration process lies in whose hands the initiative is.He gave the werewolves a lot of convenience, not only for the sake of the covenant, but also to reduce the confrontation in the next process. Humans and orcs have to compromise with each other. After that, the orcs must compromise more. Their language, writing, Customs, and most importantly, the way of life, must be consciously or unconsciously transformed into human beings under the framework of industrial society.

Just as he has always paid great attention to the construction of settlements and the mixing and coordination of different tribes in life, this is a systematic work that needs to be worked on in many trivial details, and there are many things that can only be done but cannot be said.

This will not be an easy and pleasant process.

But no matter whether it is the working group that is assisting the relocation of the Sasheer tribe, or the werewolves who are full of expectations and excitement for the future, they don't have to think about these issues.For most people, as long as life can be better than the past, it means that the choice is right.

Therefore, although human beings have a lot of requirements, for example, how many carts of household belongings can only be loaded with the number of people, and no matter how many humans are, they will not be responsible for the transportation. Livestock cannot be transported at the same time, and they cannot even choose where to live. The tribal lottery, human guides to move in after arriving at the settlement, etc. Sasheer had been arguing about these rules and regulations for a few days, but he had to admit that these practices would indeed minimize the number of dissatisfied people, at least in Scar's That's what they admitted in front of them.

So after the specific migration date was finally determined, all that remained was preparation and waiting.

On the day when the day came, the tribe became bustling before the sky was fully lit. The noisy voices spread into the shaman's tent, and even the guards were a little absent-minded. Even if the shamans kept reserved, they had to divide Give some attention to the outside world.During the period of being imprisoned, Scar didn't pay much attention to their captives, and the shaman would not take the initiative to ask the guards for information, anyway, they had more than one way of perceiving the world.

The celebration of victory has long passed, and the new battle will not start for a short time. The shamans exchanged glances and whispers in doubt. Almost all werewolves are packing their belongings, and some people are even waiting to set off. Could it be that Sachel feels By what threat was he to abandon his tribe after victory?

They didn't pay attention to this matter for too long.

Because the tall black werewolf finally came to the tent again, as if those cold receptions had never existed, Scar Nightmare sat in front of the big shaman very naturally, with one hand on his knee, and his tone was very natural: " I said, you should have had enough, right?"

The great shaman opened his eyes, "So, are you here to give us the real answer?"

"What answer?" Scar completely forgot about it.

"..." The great shaman looked at him, and after a while, he had to repeat, "...Why do you want to be an enemy of the imperial capital, why do you reject the emperor who is close at hand? Why do you want to unite with humans?"

Scar narrowed his eyes, and then he sneered, "Are you playing dumb with me?"

"I don't think what you said last time is the real reason." The big shaman said.

"Then there is something wrong with your brains." Scar said bluntly, "Don't ask why those wastes in the imperial capital keep trying to get along with me, but instead blame me for being put on a sword around my neck and dare to cut it back?"

"Power struggles are never clean," said the Grand Shaman. "You are powerful enough to solve these problems in another way, at least not with humans..."

"I choose to make myself less disgusting." Scar said coldly.

The great shaman was speechless.

"What's more," Ska snorted, "I'm not that powerful."

The big shaman's eyelids twitched slightly. The strong are almost all proud, unless they are frustrated by a more powerful object, or they really know how to be humble. Admitting that they are not so strong will not make the strong weak, but they will go one step further. way, especially for a creature as blessed as a magic wolf...

"As for now, you should go," Scar said.

The other shamans showed more or less surprised expressions, only the big shaman said slowly: "Freedom is not necessary. We stay and can be the hostages of the imperial capital."

"I don't need this kind of thing." Scar sneered, "By the way, give me a few words for those things in the imperial capital."

I was exposed to the wind of freedom again, saw the flat and wide fields, I didn’t lack anything, and I was given a good mount and dry food on the road. After the escort crossed the bridge, they turned around and went back, but they were left behind. Free shamans are hardly happy.A group of people led their horses and stood silently at the head of the bridge, looking at the pensive big shaman.

A few young foxes who wanted to cross the road stopped when they saw them, watched them hesitantly for a while, and finally made a circle and ran quickly past the guardrail of the bridge. In the direction of progress, there are still faint voices coming with the wind.Sasheer is preparing to migrate, not to avoid disaster, but to start a new life that has been prepared for a long time. Before the shamans were driven away, the werewolves they saw along the road did not have much nostalgia and sadness. While busy packing their luggage, They also talked about the new home they will move into, the future life, and humans, and...

The "Far Eastern Sorcerer" with black hair and black eyes.

The human talent who is enough to become a legend with just one war never showed up from the beginning to the end.Scar didn't explain how the "Far Eastern magician" came to the Beastman Empire, nor did he answer how long he would stay here, and he didn't even answer directly whether he was a real Favored One.The black-haired and black-eyed survivors were forced to flee to the edge of the continent, but the same black-haired and black-eyed Far Eastern monarch was the undisputed king of power. The land shrouded in authority is too far away from the orc empire. I am afraid that even Scar may not have expected that he would have a relationship with the people from the other side.

Today's Sacher has established a covenant with human beings, to be precise, it is a covenant with that "Far Eastern magician".A human being's impact on Sacher and this area has reached such a huge level in such a short period of time.

The wind blew through the reeds on the bank, and the rustling sound was undulating with the mighty flowing water. The great shaman finally raised his head.

"Go back," he said.

"Master?!" The other shamans were taken aback.

"I'll stay here," said the great shaman.

This was completely out of the expectation of the other shamans, and they began to persuade him one after another. Only one shaman next to him said hesitantly: "This is very inappropriate, but if you insist...then I will stay too. "

"You go back too." The big shaman said, "Ska Nightmare can tolerate my existence, but will kill you."

He turned to look at the shaman next to him who wanted to argue, "You have to believe that he can and will do the same."

"But—" The others still wanted to persuade them, but they were stopped by the big shaman.As the undoubted leader among the fellow comers, once the will of the great shaman is decided, no one can change it. Those shamans did not persist in vain, leaving behind what was necessary. They all mounted their horses and left without looking back. This piece of land left a deep memory for them.

The big shaman stayed on the shore until a red-haired middle-aged fox came behind him.

"Why, do you even want me to leave?" The big shaman didn't look back.

Patriarch Aquinas of Huckle said, "I dare not do that."

This kind of answer is not very respectful, the big shaman finally turned his eyes to Aquinas, he looked at the fox patriarch who was not in his eyes and said: "You can stay here, or you can stay here The tribe has decided to live in any house, including my big house. We will do our best to provide for your needs until you are willing to leave. However, I have ordered people to inform Ska and Ska of Sachel about your stay here. Human sorcerer."

The great shaman looked at the calm face of the patriarch Aquinas, and after a while, he asked: "What kind of person is the 'Far East Magician' you know?"

The news that the great shaman stayed alone in the Hekel Tribe did not surprise Ska, and Captain Shuang Tian, ​​who was in charge of the migration of the werewolves here, made a phone call back to report, and then continued to focus on the work at hand.

Including the newborns in the past two years, the total population of Sacher has approached 1000. Among these people, more than [-]% are willing to relocate. Except for some people who need to stay, the working group must transfer at least [-] people. Hundreds of werewolves and more than [-] families were sent to the settlement together with their belongings within two days, and they were completely resettled within a week.In order to complete this work, the barracks not only gave the vast majority of werewolves a holiday, but also specially organized a team of nearly a hundred people to come to assist. About half of this team were werewolves, who were going to the human barracks for training. Before the gray skins or blue skins, they were just ordinary members of the Sasheer tribe. Not only did the tribe look at them strangely when they came back this time, even their own feelings were a little strange.

Keel, who had just switched positions with Perth, was in a delicate mood as he tugged on the tribal costume on his body.He was not used to having to wear standard human costumes for a long time, but now that he has returned to his familiar attire, he is actually not used to it either.Thinking of the clansmen who are training in the military camp, and those children who are being taught by humans in the school in the settlement all day long, these clansmen who are about to coexist with humans now... the mountain tribe that once lived has become the current scene under the hands of the magician , and these werewolves who used to be rough and free in the wilderness will become more and more like humans.

He couldn't help but look to the side. Scar, who was on the high chair, rested on the armrest with one hand, looking calmly at the lively and orderly moving scene ahead.As the patriarch of Sasheer, such a major event as the relocation of the tribe must be in charge. Although most of the things have been planned before the start, he almost only needs to stay where he should be-this is what he wants to do. beautiful.

The white-haired pharmacist came over again with a pile of documents from the settlement, and placed them in front of him heavily. With just a glance, Scar was sure that those easy-to-recognize black-and-white paintings had decreased again, and those damned words And the numbers have increased again.

The pharmacist picked up the first document, turned Scar's face to the side, and said seriously, "Okay, let's start now."

The young centurion standing next to him snickered, and after being scratched severely by Scar, he quickly corrected his demeanor and watched the migration of the tribe with a serious face.Under the arrangement of human beings, starting from the family closest to the settlement, all family members moved their belongings into rows of carts waiting outside the tribe. They also climbed up, and the werewolf soldiers waiting on the cart waved their whips, drove the livestock, and moved towards the place designated by humans.

Two hundred carts formed a semicircle around the tribe, and as the vehicles in the middle were loaded and left one by one, they kept shrinking, and one after another entered the tribe, and came to the expecting tent.Perhaps it is a common nature to watch the excitement. During the waiting process, many werewolves who lacked patience ran to the front of the werewolf families in the rear position.The difference between families is only very clear in this kind of time. The quality of leather felt, the size of bottles and jars, the amount of ironware, including the collection of animal skins and skulls, all these things reflect the ability of the head of the family and the hostess to run the house. Proudly displayed, some people angrily drove away the booing teenagers, and some people turned back to rummage after setting off. The laughter and noise even reached as far as the prisoner camp.

Many of the captive orcs couldn't help but look towards the tribe. Only one corner seemed quiet, and some vigilant and strong orcs sat together. In the center was a golden-brown lion tribe. Among the eyes, one eyelid has obvious signs of injury. Although the scab has been removed, the lost vision will never come back.

The werewolf guarding the prisoner camp patrolled back and forth, their eyes wandering from time to time. An orc walked over quickly against the barbed wire, and the others silently blocked their sight with their thick backs, letting the orc whisper in the lion's ear , After a while, the lion clan turned its head slightly.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly.

"Yes." The orc said eagerly, "At the latest the day after tomorrow, the Sacher tribe will all be transferred. This is the news from those who were dragged to dig the ground. Both humans and werewolves said so !And one more thing--"

He turned his head and glanced outside the barbed wire, and then said quickly, "I saw the shamans!"

Lion Clan opened his eyes sharply.

If you look down from the sky above the Sasheer tribe at this time, the carts gradually leaving the tribe are like trickles overflowing from the puddles, winding slowly along the khaki-colored road, passing through the grasslands and bypassing the hills. , Passing through the verdant greenery, when the mountains and vegetation no longer blocked the view, and the huge monster staying on the shining track gradually appeared in people's eyes, almost all the werewolves sitting on the cart stood up.