"Hey, Ufriech, how are you feeling?"

"Not very good. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The person who answered was a bear-sturdy man, "I feel terrible. ”

It doesn't look like a good day for them.

These were two ordinary people, judging by their dusty faces, their sleeves and trouser legs rolled up for convenience, and the muscles that had become unusually strong after long exercise, they were just two laborers, two laborers who were earning money to support their families on a construction site in the middle of nowhere.

"I think it's pretty good. The other diminutive man said, scratching his hair, "At least we made more yesterday than usual." ”

Two men were sitting on the steps of the street, and beside them, there were many laborers like them sitting and resting.

It's still just morning, these people all get up early, so there is still enough time to rest, it's just that the weather today is very bad, very bad, cloudless, for ordinary people, this is good weather, but for laborers, such weather means that they will feel like roasting in a furnace when they work, even though they are all cultivators of [Qi and Blood Power], they will also be very tired in high-intensity labor.

There are many people like this group of people, after all, this is a city, there are rich people, there will naturally be poor people, even if this is just a small town with no name, such as [Vampire] Edward.

Vampires here do not refer to specific races, there are few vampires, and people have been debating whether they should be classified separately from orcs, humans, elves, dwarves, and goblins, and they are now part of the orc classification.

Oh, sorry, that's too far.

The employer of the laborers, that is, Edward, was not a good man.

In the words of the people, he is a blood-sucking guy who squeezes all the value out of the workers' bones.

According to the "Workers Protection Law" of the [Republic of Avaranga], they have the right to fire the boss's squid, but although there is a lot of work to do, the salary is also a lot, so there are many people who are willing to work for that guy, but it will still be very torturous to repeat high-intensity labor every day.

"Get up, get up, you slackers!"

When the time for work came, the foreman began to shout, driving the somewhat reluctant people back to their posts.

"The rest of the targets must be completed today! This is a contract! Otherwise, your wages will be deducted!"

By this time, the workers had finally woken up from their freshly awakened fog, and were ready to begin the day's work, which could be done, though they could not rest during the day except for lunchtime.

There are only three things that the hired hands have to do: one, cut wood, two, mine coal, and three, do what they are told.

That's how the day's work begins.

The sun was shining hotly on his body, and the sweat all over his body was flowing uncontrollably.

The physical exertion is very high, but it is also quickly replenished, and there are two wizards on the construction site where they work, who can release [healing] at any time to relieve fatigue.

The sorcerer relieved the warrior of fatigue, which was written in the contract, but the two sorcerers did not do this, but sat comfortably in the sun not far away, and discussed the lunch at noon very leisurely.

Everyone had an opinion on this, including the foreman, but no one dared to say it.

Because these two wizards were Edward's younger brothers.

"Speed up, don't be lazy!" Ufriedch had just lost his mind, and was yelled at before he came to his senses, carrying the tree to the stacking place.

He glanced at the city outside the forest not far away, and quickened the speed of his work, fortunately, although the work was intensive, it could be completed, and everything was done quickly and successfully, and the people gasped and sat on the ground to rest, and the cooks had already prepared their lunch, which was not very good, or it was not delicious, but the amount was still enough.

Several wizard laborers are playing the game:

They manipulate the clay into all sorts of sculptures to outdo who does it better.

To be honest, it was boring, but it was enough to pass the time, and the mud and sand on the ground automatically gathered up and conjured into a rough outline, and then it continued to deform and distort, and the details were thoroughly perfected little by little, showing a hideous and domineering face.

In the end, several dragon sculptures that were only half a meter tall were completed.

These bored young people also carved runes into their creations, manipulated the silent roars of the sculptures, and scratched and bumped into each other like real dragons.

Then, those runes were activated, and several [heat rays] were manipulated to shoot out from the mouth of the "dragon", which was imitating the [dragon's breath] in the knight's novel, and in the end, only one "dragon" stood at the end, mightily spreading its stone wings, showing a strong posture.

Then the fallen sculptures stood up: they decided to play another game.

In addition to these, the warrior laborers also have their own ways to play.

They use [Qi and Blood Power] as bullets, shooting at trees and stones to see who can shoot accurately.

There are also quite a few people playing card games: "[Young Wizard], your [middle-aged archer] is dead. "[Healing], now it's my turn to attack, [Sword of Qi and Blood]. "It's a pity that I still have a [Wizard's Hood] left. ”

Although there are no TVs and mobile phones in this world, it seems that they still have a lot of entertainment.

Then, at the shouts of the foreman, the work began again.

The wizards buffed themselves and picked up the trees at an increased speed, and the warriors wielded axes to cut down the trees neatly.

Logging is allowed during this season, and in order to prevent excessive logging, the Forest Protection Law stipulates that trees can only be cut down from January to March, and at other times the forest must be allowed to recover naturally, and nature conservation organizations will also plant trees here, and they must cut a sufficient amount of wood during the permitted period, usually, because it is beyond the physique of ordinary people, these cut wood is enough for a year's consumption (mainly used to make furniture, and other wood products).

After a tiring day, everyone lined up to get paid.

At least the foreman in charge of counting the trees was still very conscientious, and gave the workers a reasonable "commission" according to the workload.

The workers greeted each other and noisily went to the tavern, ready to drink a glass of cheap wheat wine to relieve the fatigue of the day.

Today, there was a worker's birthday, and Ufriech mixed in the crowd and went with everyone.

The foreman is a good man, a good person who is recognized by everyone, although he is serious and terrible when he is working, but he is very kind after the work is completed, and he tells everyone colorful jokes, which is very funny and always makes everyone laugh.

They laughed and laughed, and then Ufriech was stopped by a very polite man.

"Hello, where is the 189 Hotel?" The man who spoke was about one meter eight seven tall, with black hair and black eyes, and was very handsome, because he was wearing a shirt, he could see lean muscles, this was a mixed race, he looked a little like an Oriental, but his complexion was pale.

Beside him, there was also a cat-man girl with a height of 1.6 meters, the same black hair and black eyes, but the ears on the top of her head were showing her bloodline.

[An interracial couple? He was a local, knew the way, and casually pointed to the location of the hotel.

"Thank you very much. After thanking them, the two men quickly walked around the corner of the street and disappeared from sight.

This little episode did not dampen their interest, and the foreman shouted that he wanted a treat.

The people laughed louder ...