Chapter 129: Tentacles

It's not a year ago.

A year ago, there was nothing on the eighteenth floor here, even if it was a farmer, it was a rare resource.

Now—not everyone can bargain with Kylar anymore.

These people seem to have a kind of bargaining naivety because the rights that Kailar has given them are too great.

But these people below them will not give them the slightest room for such naivety.

"It seems that Lord Kailar's tolerance has made you forget. The receptionist looked at the old farmer with a paramecium-like look.

Despite being only thirty years old, the appearance of both parties is like the difference between people in their twenties and fifties.

But in fact, the reception is an elf, so it is likely that he is more than seventy years old, and the other party is only thirty years old.

No matter how old the elf is, he has more knowledge than this old peasant, and it is precisely because of this that the things that this old peasant thinks in his heart are too simple, too normal, and too clear for the elf.

Counting over and over, all this man thinks about is greed.

Above greed, it's just a fluke.

But......

As a guide, he could never refute this man here.

He is a guide, not an agricultural officer.

So......

"I'll convey your words to the above. He sighed in his heart, but the words on his lips were completely different from what he thought in his heart.

That's why these farmers get carried away.

He discriminates and spurns against this rule, but that's what the rule is.

Especially the elf race, even if it is an elf or a half-elf, they are all guardians of order and rules, and since Kailar has set the rules, it can even be said that it is a legal thing, they will definitely abide by it.

The old farmer had a satisfied smile on his face, and it was clear that that was what he had come here for.

As long as it is not rejected outright, then there is a possibility that his proposal will be implemented.

Then he had an account for the ordinary peasants.

Although it is only the simplest perfunctory, he has already mastered the "democratic" tricks.

He thought that he could perfunctory the people above and thus gain the support of the people below, but for the gods and elves, this was nothing more than the arrogant thoughts of people without any roots.

Khalal doesn't have any roots, but not everyone has the means and the ability to negotiate.

Even though Kailar gave his peasants a certain amount of freedom and maximum benefits, they still wanted more benefits and rights.

This is an inevitable thing, Kailar has already expected it, so he has also made certain precautions, such as not returning to the absolute party in person like now, but the other party's information will be sent to Kailar as soon as possible.

It's a trap.

Several gods glanced at each other and smiled, sure enough, this kind of thing could never be so simple for these civilians to come into contact with, and the power or something was just fiction.

Kaylar's disguise was well done, anyone felt that way, and the gods didn't see anything more than anyone else.

That's why they quickly abandoned the farmer's guild and moved on to other guilds.

Other guilds aren't like that.

If the farmers' guild will definitely become such a "perfunctory" thing, but if it is a merchant guild or a noble guild, then these guilds will definitely become something like the adventurer's guild.

The gods have certain ideas about this kind of thing in their hearts, after all, the Adventurer's Guild can be established entirely by their support, and the gods who support the establishment of the Adventurer's Guild are precisely because they foresaw what the Adventurer's Guild will become in the future.

In the same way, the merchants' associations formed by merchants who have wealth above ordinary people, and the aristocratic associations formed by nobles who have rights above ordinary people, can use their power more in one place, which is indeed more advantageous and convenient than the peasant guilds and workers' guilds.

They all thought that Kailar was only trying to unite the power of the merchants and nobles, and that the workers and peasants were nothing more than the tricks he threw out and the things to appease the people, and that the real thing would fall on the nobles and the merchants.

It's not just the gods who think so.

That's what the farmers, or the workers, think so in their hearts.

In that case, why not take advantage of the fact that he is doing superficial work now?

This is human nature, and no one believes that Khalal values these two classes even more than adventurers.

After all, the superstructure must be supported by a solid foundation, and the so-called rugby economy proved to be nothing more than a joke on the outside and empty on the inside.

They came to the merchants' association, and there were many more people here, and there were more than a dozen of them just for reception, and these receptions received merchants, and the merchants not only came to them to complain or solve problems, but they were even notaries, notaries of transactions between merchants.

It is precisely because of this that merchants come to this place frequently.

After the notarization of this place, if one party does not fulfill the contract, then the next time he wants to come to this place, he will be blacklisted.

It is true that they can find someone else to be their spokesperson, but whether the spokesperson is willing to carry out their will thoroughly is another matter.

It is precisely because of this that businessmen pay more attention to this notarization.

The constant flow of merchants makes this place full of popularity, and it is completely different from the solitary peasant guild with only a few people.

Such a scene once again confirmed the speculation in the hearts of the gods.

Sure enough, the merchants and aristocrats were the ontology, and as for the peasants, they were just things brought by the masters.

The aristocracy and the merchants were divided into the risk-taker system that Kailar relied on.

Boasting that they had seen the entire dungeon clearly, they finally dispersed and began to wander around the dungeon.

"Four gods?" the silver-haired man sat in his place, gently waving a roll of parchment in his hand.

Ever since the four gods arrived in the dungeon, countless people have been reporting to him.

No, or maybe he had received this information from the moment they stepped into the carriage.

Old John, who was driving the car, was willing to report the whereabouts of this group of abnormal guests, the hostess of the tavern was willing to report to him about this group of people, and the countless coolies, merchants, and even adventurers who saw them along the way were willing to report their movements to him.

The city is far deeper than they imagined, and the tentacles of Kailar extend more than they imagined in every detail of the city.