Take Taobao with you to another world

Just as Luza entered the dining room, a person turned around and waved at him.When Luza went to collect the food, the man followed him and helped him get a glass of sweet water, and then the two walked to the corner table together.

"Mel should have grown taller," Appra said while Lusa was having dinner, "When we get back, he might be promoted again."

He said to Luza, "I want to apply for a house in the second city."

Luza finally looked up at him, and Apra looked at him expectantly, "Can we be neighbors?"

Luza swallowed the potato in his mouth, "Are the points enough to pay for one installment?"

"I was the first to discover the bastard who burned the grain field and stop the meritorious service," Apra said happily, "They all said that I would get a good reward, and the points will definitely not be less. I have already won the qualifications, absolutely no question."

"Oh." Luza said.

Apra looked at him carefully, "Are you unhappy? Don't you like me living with you?"

"There's nothing to be unhappy about," Luza said. "I knew you wanted to."

Apra smiled, and Lusa said in a cold tone: "You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't keep thinking about bringing me together with your people."

Appra opened her mouth slightly.

"I am your friend," said Luza, "but not your tribe."

Apra shut her mouth.It was almost after Luza finished eating that he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Luza put the finished water glass on the table, almost wanting to sigh.The idiot.

He thought of the girl behind the white wall again, the daughter of the chief of the Kanral clan, a smart, calm, bold and capable girl, who had much more prospects than her father and brother, and even Perth did not hide his admiration for her.However, was her relationship with the young werewolf due to the inevitable attraction between young men and women, or did she feel the need to establish such a connection with Sachel?Maybe it's both, there's never more than one side of things.

But she alone can't bridge the gap...it can't dissolve the huge and profound contradiction between the two groups.

Luza and Apra walked towards the dormitory together, and on the way they met Perth, a very influential man with a rice bowl in one hand, talking to a young werewolf, and nodded to them.

After entering the door, Apra asked: "He wants to take her away, that girl Leia?"

Luza threw himself on the bed, spread his hands and feet, and let Apra walk around the house to pack his things-this is the benefit of having a little bit of power, not only can he live in a small room for two , can also appoint a roommate who is obedient to work, "She is not a piece of luggage, when is it his turn to decide where she goes? It will be much more useful for her to stay here."

"But they don't like her," Appra said. "Those old, stubborn, pompous, lazy, pointing ones, they've completely treated her like an outsider."

Luza closed his eyes and snorted, "Who is an outsider? The one who can control the land is the master."

"But we're leaving—"

Lusa opened his eyes and looked at him. As soon as he saw that look, Apra stood up straight, showing an expression of waiting to admit his mistake.

"..." Luza said after a while, "This is a trap." He said softly, "We have never and will never give up. All the land belongs to us, and belongs to the magician."

In another room, Burth said to the young werewolf in front of him, "If that's your decision, I won't stop you."

The young man whispered, "Thank you."

He closed the door behind him, and Perth sat down in a chair, poured himself a glass of water, and fell into deep thought.

He can explain to the magicians that everything is still under control, which is the fastest and most thorough solution to all the problems they encounter, but he really has a clear conscience about what he has done, and he is not ashamed of the possible consequences of such a move. Are the consequences fully grasped?If he could not come up with the best answers to these questions, what drove him to make such a decision in the first place, and what made so many of his companions support him?

Liya returned to the dormitory, and after watching the young werewolf leave, she turned to face her roommate.

"Will he take us?" they asked cautiously.

Leah didn't speak, her brows slowly wrinkled, her eyes made the girls flinch, but they didn't move away from her.

Unlike the tribal leaders who often complained "inadvertently" at the banquet, the women are stupid and aggressive, and they can't stand a little coaxing.They are far more sensitive to dangerous changes than many men, and they have been asking her the same question since a month ago.

"You want to leave the Horde?" Leah asked.

"If..." one girl said, "if they allow us to come back later and have a look and see, we won't really be leaving the tribe."

"For them, it's still a betrayal," Leah said.

"But it's not fair. We and men have learned the same skills from humans, and humans have given us the same rewards, just because they want more benefits, so we have to give up all of this." Another girl said calmly. Said the voice, "And all they gave us was a promise."

"But they are not alone, they all said that..." a girl whispered.

"I don't trust men," the girl said. "If they keep their word, why are we like this?"

The dormitory fell silent.

How did things become like this?

Apra walked out of the dormitory. It was just dawn. He met a few people who were also going to work. After saying hello, they each took out their mounts and went to different destinations.

When we got to the ground, Apra was not surprised that there were not enough people.After reporting the number, someone said to him: "We thought you wouldn't come."

"I work as long as they say they can't," Appra said.

He propped up the big blacked-out board and took chalk from his backpack.

"This is a new word we're going to learn today," he said.

Someone asked loudly: "You are all leaving, why do we still have to learn this?"

Appra stopped writing and looked back, "Because you learned it for yourselves," he said, "not for us."

They learned ten new characters today, and reviewed the ten they learned yesterday. Altogether, they have learned more than seven hundred new characters, and they have been able to understand most of the slogans and some notices written on the walls of the city. .The people who first joined the production team and the construction team did not know that daily study was part of the labor, and their captains and teachers were very strict. Those who refused to learn had only two ends: get out and go back where they came from.Since human beings are paid in steel coins, there are countless orcs who want to join them, and the most active ones are none other than "those bitches". Maybe it's because of their biological talents. They are more careful, more focused, and more submissive than men, so they don't mind that their strength is so much worse than men's, after all, human tools are so convenient and sharp.

So in the rotation that happens every three months, more and more women are leaving the tribe.

It has only been half a year since Apra asked to work in Kanlar New City. Most of the people who worked with him came from remote small tribes, or remote people in the tribe. People who were smarter or more valued either went to do more sophisticated work. , or was transferred to another place.As the team leader, Apra had to work and eliminate illiteracy, and her life was busier than at school. Sometimes she fell asleep without even cleaning her fur when she returned to the dormitory, but Luza never complained about it.

The routine study was over quickly, and everyone received a piece of homework, and they started working after collecting it.

Apra's current work is grain harvesting. He and his team are in charge of [-] hectares of land. According to the original plan, they will harvest all the potato grains on these lands before the freezing. Some are stored in cellars, and most are sent to processing plants.Now the processing factory is already dismantling the machines, but the aid team will only take away the tools and machines, and the output of the land will be left to everyone here.

The early morning in autumn is very cool, but by noon, most of the tired people's hair is already drenched with sweat, and the mild sunlight seems to be venomous.People go into the shed to eat, the order is not much different from the past, the multigrain rice and meat dishes are still fragrant, the salty taste is pure, but no matter how dull people can feel that something is wrong-no one laughs loudly, rushes to grab food There are not many people there anymore.

As Apra put down his bowl, someone asked him, "If we replace some of the chiefs, won't you stay?"

Apra looked at him, the hunched orc, "We're going, you're useful to them, too."

"Who?" another orc asked, "is it our leaders, or the guy from the city across the way?"

"If you don't help us," one said, "we won't win them."

Appra stood up, and everyone was looking at him.

"It's your choice," he said.

The work in the afternoon was over hastily, and most of the people after lunch had no intention of working. Apra finished her share, then gathered the people together, and wrote down numbers that were more ugly than the last.After the team disbanded, he returned to the dormitory. The food in the cafeteria was more abundant than yesterday. He quickly waited for Luza, but today the other party had bandages on his arms. He stood up in surprise. Before he could open his mouth, Luza said ,"accidental injury."

After sitting down, Luza said in a low voice, "Shots have been fired."

"Who?" Apra asked, "Why?"

"They got into a fight in the office." Luza picked out the cilantro. "It was a terrible fight. There was an idiot trying to hold Perth down, and there were people who supported him. I fired a shot, and the bullet bounced back and hurt Myself." After all, it was the first time he used this kind of weapon on people, and he managed to make two big idiots lie down at the same time, and this unexpected injury allowed him to escape Perth's pursuit just right—although In the end, he will definitely not be able to escape, but that is after returning to the second city.

Apra opened her mouth wide.

Luza slowly tore the meat off the bone with his teeth, "No surprises. We have picked so many times, how many smart people are left here?"

Apra looked at him a little bit hard to say.

"I will remember this wonderful time," Luza said.

In a new settlement ten kilometers away from New Kanlar City, Shiratori's eyes on Tira are hard to describe.

"Did they do it on purpose?" he asked.

"Of course it was on purpose," Tira said. "The sorcerer's plan was too gentle, and they were not satisfied."

"This is betrayal!" Shiratori whispered.

"No." Tyra said.

"It's not betrayal!" Shiratori said angrily.

"It's efficiency." Tira said naturally.

Shiratori's chest heaved a few times, and he understood why they had to take this incident so seriously. It wasn't the tribal orcs that went wrong, but these dispatched teams who were clearly trusted by the magician, but trampled on this honor!He stared at Tira, "I will investigate this matter carefully and let the facts speak for themselves."

Before he left, Tira said, "If the sorcerer thinks it's wrong, why doesn't he ever stop it?"

White Bird stopped.

"Both submits a report every quarter, the thickness—" Tira raised three fingers, "the magician has read everything. He knows what happened, but he neither reprimands nor stops it."

"You mean," Shiratori snapped, "this is the responsibility of the magician?!"

"Of course it's the White Wolf's fault." Tira said, "But after this mission, I'm going to apply to be transferred here. I think the magician is right. What's wrong with Boss's thinking? The problem is that their work is too rough." He tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I can understand, if I have to deal with those idiots every day for three years, I can't help it."

Shiratori was so angry that he had nothing to say.

When he got to the door, Tira said, "You know what they do?"

"Of course I know." Shiratori turned back and said, "They purposely divided those tribes into separate parts, then provoked them, and got rid of those who could reconcile the relationship, and the rest were those who had their own grudges. Those people are not obedient, but they still have a big appetite. Conflicts cannot be avoided, and the rest of the mess will come naturally."

"If we don't," Tyra asked, "how long will it take us to finish them off?"

"The Warlock never thought of 'solving'—"

"But they're holding him back," Tira said. "They're getting in his way, and they're getting in our way."

White Bird was silent.

"The magician has given us enough patience, I don't think those guys have the qualifications." Tira said, and he laughed, "Especially—they are threatening us. They think they are qualified to fight in two Choose one of them, and if we don't want them, they will go to our enemies, why do you say we tolerate such stupidity?"

Shiratori went outside to find a place to think alone. Tira drank salt water with his feet up in the tent they shared. He never thought of convincing the other party. If he could be shaken so easily, the survivor would not With today's status and being selected to perform such a task, he is different from a chief official like him who relied on "special care" to become a chief officer.However, he deliberately said this, which may buy him some time to get more involved in this matter, because after that, he is likely to be transferred—at his own strong request.