When the Black Sand Gang spread Roland's recruitment order all over the city, the people at the bottom of the entire city were almost in a state of disbelief.

Because of such a thing, it was the first time in their lives that they had encountered it.

The nobles recruited migrant workers to do a day's work, at most a day to give a piece of black bread to eat, that thing is made of grain chaff and a small amount of pasta, although it can be eaten, but the nutritional value is not high, eat the stomach, even four hours can not withstand the hunger.

Generally, migrant workers who are conscripted need to bring their own food.

What's more, the conscription of noble lords is mandatory, must be obtained, and if the work is not completed on time, the end result is either hanged or a limb is cut off.

After all, according to the current kingdom law, all civilians living in its territory are essentially the property of the lord.

But now, the magic tower not only gave the laborers food and drink, but also brought back some wheat, and even ...... It's not mandatory.

The people of the Black Sand Gang have already said that this time it is not a forced conscription, but a simple recruitment of workers.

Love doesn't come!

Originally, most of the poor people were a little hesitant, for fear that it was the aristocratic tycoons who played tricks on their poor people.

But Black Sand is itself a low-level organization, and they know very well how to convince civilians of something.

That is to use a disgusting attitude to tell those poor people that this is your chance, and it is the magician who takes pity on you and deliberately finds an excuse to give you food, and if you don't go, forget it.

Although he did not have much confidence in the upper echelons of the aristocracy, because of his long period of poverty, an instinctive idea of 'taking advantage' was rooted in the blood of the poor people.

It can affect their judgment.

But this is not to blame them, this is just a survival instinct that their ancestors have been poor and afraid of hunger for generations.

If the Black Sand Gang is begging them to become migrant workers, the poor people will definitely not dare to go, and they will have a plan for courtesy, this is their simple vigilant instinct.

But when the people of the Black Sand Gang told the news to these poor people with a kind of arrogance, as if with a gifted attitude, most of the poor people were willing to believe it.

Giving things to people for nothing should be so arrogant.

More and more poor families, young and old, came out of the slums, trembling, and gathered at the gates of the city, where they were first given two white loaves of bread, and then they were led away by the arrogant nobles, who were given axes, and went out to cut wood.

Roland stood on the city wall and watched the groups of migrant workers eat white bread as they walk out of the city.

He turned his head and saw more and more people in the city walking out, waiting in line at several distribution points outside the city gates.

Vincent stood aside, his magic cloak rattled in the bitter winter wind.

After looking at it for a while, he asked, "Roland, how far do you want me to supervise?" ”

"Make sure that all migrant workers get paid for themselves, that their lives are worry-free, and that the rest, as long as it is not too excessive, turn a blind eye." Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Vincent smiled and asked, "Then you mean to watch the nobles' doglegs riding on the heads of the migrant workers?" ”

"For the time being, it's all about this, who made us understaffed." Roland said helplessly: "When the magic apprentices we have cultivated ourselves grow up, they will be of little use. ”

Vincent smiled: "It seems that you have a plan for a long time, so it's fine." Then I'll take someone down to supervise the work first.,To be honest.,It's fun to play this game.,You can see different worlds and different lives.,Don't talk about learning magic.,Now you can actually be a sheriff.,Experience how grassroots people work.。 ”

After hearing this, Roland smiled and said, "Isn't it good? You are a rich second generation, and the experience and experience you have learned here can always bring some to the real world, and maybe you can help your family's business or company. ”

Vincent waved his hand as he walked: "My family is just an ordinary family. ”

Oh, it's strange to believe you.

Roland shook his head, then descended from the walls and returned to the magic tower.

Now that the tower is empty, everyone has been sent out to do things, even the students.

They follow the old-timers, usually helping to serve tea, hand out water, wipe the floor, pass some information or something.

The children don't play a big role, but they can learn a lot by following along and watching the older generation work.

For example, feel the atmosphere of doing things and learn the attitude of doing things.

As time passed, more and more poor people came out of the slums to work, and now there were more than 30 bread distribution points, which were not enough.

There were several inns and taverns in the name of the Magic Tower, but now that they were all closed, they were all used to steam bread, which barely kept the bread supplied.

Over the course of a few days, the wheat and flour in the Magic Tower's warehouses had disappeared at an exaggerated rate, and in less than five days they were about to bottom out.

Fortunately, Roland had already made arrangements beforehand, and the first batch of merchants sent out had already brought back a large amount of flour in carts, enough for three days' consumption.

And the follow-up grain is also being delivered back in an orderly manner.

Although Roland has never commanded large-scale events or projects, as an 'intellectual' with nearly 20 years of education, he can be called an intellectual in this world...... I have also organized class activities and have had similar experiences.

Although the number of people is far behind, the difficulty of this deforestation and land reclamation project is not high, and the technical content is insufficient, and the only thing to pay attention to is the problem of safety and logistical supply.

The two Rolands were very careful, Vincent helped to watch, and he himself checked the consumption and supply data of the logistics once a day.

Try to be as perfect as possible.

The logging was well underway, and most of the woods to the north had been cut down, and now the nobles or celebrities in the city seemed to recognize Roland again.

Commanding the work of nearly 20,000 people, providing them with food, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, in an orderly and orderly manner, without any mistakes, such command and planning ability, even if a general leads the troops to fight, there is no problem.

Many nobles who were not convinced by Roland also began to show signs of changing their minds.

Only little John, who was in his study, didn't know how many things he had broken.

Everything is on track.

But for some reason, Roland always felt a little uneasy.

He would stand on the city wall for more than an hour every day to see if something he had missed, but he could not find it, and the feeling of uneasiness grew.

Today, as usual, he stood at the head of the city to 'oversee the work', and by this time it was already snowing lightly.

Vincent rode back from a distance, he rushed up the city wall, gasped and said: "Something is wrong, there are a lot of outsiders near the forest, it seems that all of them are spellcasters, but they don't look like mages, and the people who come are not good." ”

Spellcaster?

A flash of inspiration flashed through Roland's mind, and he finally knew the reason why he always felt restless.

Druid!

The extreme environmentalists of this world.