The middle-aged homeless man rubbed his calloused hands together and was led to the rear of the high ground with trepidation.

The door in front of the granary smelled of extremely strong meat, and everyone in the base was nervously busy, and the lumberyard had been rushing to make long tables for the past few days.

"Relax, is it your first time meeting Lord Adam?"

The militiaman, with his arms wrapped in bandages, pressed his shoulders and his strong, powerful fingers pinched the tense muscle.

"Shhhhh

The homeless screamed in pain.

"No, no, I've seen it in the woods before."

He kept his head down, and as he passed near the tavern, he saw them counting the barrels, and swallowed a few times.

In fact, there were some words that he didn't say, that is, the night before yesterday, he had watched the lord fight monsters next to the quarry.

Many people in the colony asked him about it, but Uncle Stonemason warned him that it was best to keep the secret in his stomach.

Suddenly, an extremely short scream came from the path ahead.

He began to regret that as an outsider, he had been in charge of pacifying and managing other homeless people in recent times, and although he had worked well, there were also people who talked about it uneasily.

A flock of birds swept from the top of the forest, and the ground was a little terrifying.

"Well, sir, we can do more, and they'll listen to me."

The militia scratched his head and gave a few words of comfort rather awkwardly.

After all, only cavalry and craftsmen could enter it, and it was the first time for me to come to the rear of the high ground, so I don't know if it was an execution ground built inside.

"Calm down, listen to your lordship's orders, don't refute."

After saying that, the militia and the guards talked, and the man glanced at the homeless people, and turned sideways to get out of the way.

He swallowed his saliva and walked forward, pressing his thumb on the callus to allow him to relax.

The atmosphere inside was warmer than expected: the craftsmen sawing the consumables moved quickly, a dozen or so people fought in the middle, and the sound of sticks beating each other and ziplines echoing.

The middle-aged man didn't pay any attention to the cries caused by the accidental injury, because his eyes were completely attracted by the back - he was seriously injured the day before yesterday, and now he can actually stand and walk.

"Lord Lord......"

The middle-aged homeless man spoke uneasily, his tone full of apprehension and awe.

"Oh, wait a minute."

Adam draped his coat over and completely covered it with a looming bandage.

"Luca, lead the horse to the side door and go out with me."

The most ferocious strong man in the team left with his head down, and the rest of the training guys were all relieved openly and secretly.

The outcasts followed the lord as instructed, but in the direction of the lumberyard.

"Well done, you're very good at calming the mood, I haven't heard any reports of the homeless restlessness."

Adam was the first to speak, trying to make it easier for the other party.

At the beginning, some villages were guided by the caravans and all moved to the strongholds, and now they are all assigned to work in the strongholds and quarries.

This middle-aged homeless person is the person in charge.

After being attacked by griffons and wolves, I'm only now taking time to take care of it.

[Down-and-out former village chief]

[Attitude: nervous and helpless]

[Specialty: division of labor, comfort]

[Monologue: God, it's good that everyone can live.] 】

"The base paid all the people who worked, and of course, the price was not very high, after all, it was necessary to offset the hard labor."

"Well, my lord, I know that."

The middle-aged man bowed his head and replied, but in fact, no outsiders, including himself, received it, and although the food was very rich every day, the workload was also more than that of others.

No one dares to complain, it is not easy to live.

"I'm looking for you today to make the rules clear. The colony is open to everyone, but you have to work in exchange for food, or you have to pay for it yourself. ”

Adam tilted his head sideways, as if giving an order, and spoke in as much detail as possible.

The middle-aged man listens quietly and silently keeps it in mind to prevent someone around him from losing his life.

But after listening to it for a long time, I only asked them outsiders to contribute, and there was no restriction or oppression.

Even appeasing with food has been extremely generous.

"You're all pretty much done now, so you can also get the money later, someone will send it to the quarry, and you will be responsible for sending it down when the time comes."

"I, we can ...... too"

Adam didn't wait for him to finish speaking, but tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the lumberyard, where Ballens had created a "magical main road".

Now, people come here through it every day.

If it is a caravan, it will be taken to the [cargo station] to rest, and if it is a homeless person, it will be gathered at the door of a brand new wooden house, and after a brief understanding and registration, they will be assigned work.

"The militia don't know much about this, and it's rather rough to arrange. From now on, this place will be under your control, and all outsiders will follow the rules I just mentioned. ”

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and thought in a knot.

He was ready to be oppressed and enslaved, but now something is not quite right, and he seems to have been promoted?

"You're not paid this week, but you're working for a stronghold, and there will be rations. The new clothes were in one size, and when I had time to go to Mrs. Cooper to get them, I said that it was my order, and I would pay her when I returned. ”

Adam clapped his hands, waiting for the other to react from his stunned state.

This continued:

"If you're happy with your job, this room will be yours from next week.

The same rules are true for other outsiders, quarrying, logging, decoction, gathering, and fertilizing the fields......

There is a job anywhere, you have to find a way to arrange it, as long as you are diligent enough, anyone can apply to build a house. ”

The middle-aged man looked a little silly at the moment.

He raised his hand to caress the door frame, as gentle as comforting a lamb, his mouth always slightly open, and as he nodded his head, saliva overflowed.

Instead, Adam began to wonder if he was looking for the wrong person? There does not appear to be any mention of intelligence in the militia report.

Forget it, let's try it first.

If the stronghold wants to accept the new population in the future, it will definitely need a fixed process and special arrangements.

Sean has been in a hurry to control the development of business, and the former village chief is currently performing well, so let's transfer it over and use it first, and then observe it later.

Anyway, the last thing that is lacking in the stronghold is wood, and building a few houses is not a problem at all.

can choose to settle down, most of them have lost their concern, and there will be no strange guys coming to make trouble for the time being.

The barracks are nearby, and there is no conflict.

Adam raised an eyebrow and turned to walk towards the side door, which had already been prepared with Luca's efficiency.

"Let's go, go up the cliff."

He straddled his horse and breathed his breath without a trace as he pulled at the wound.

Lukka looked up at the angle of the sun.

"My lord, it's a banquet at noon tomorrow, can you rush back?"

Adam didn't answer, but looked at the other with a smile.

"Are you bold enough?"

"Of course, sir, I am willing to die for you!"

"Poof, haha, don't be so serious. In that case, it's definitely too late! Let's go, and to be honest, I'm looking forward to it. ”

The two horses left the stronghold and made a detour to the plains towards the cliffs of the river valley.

Once you enter the gently sloping forest area, there are militia members who have built footholds, the camp is fully equipped, and even workers are opening a road to the river valley.

They did not stop, but turned to walking after tying up their horses, following the route they remembered to the top of the mountain.

There are many artificial traces along the way, which seem to be planning a place where people can live.

"Sir, are we going to train troops here? If you don't clean it regularly, beasts and corpse whisperers may overflow, and poisonous snakes and monsters need to be on the lookout. ”

Lukka whispered, already revealing the hilt of his sword.

There are many eyes peeking around, and they emit all kinds of rancid smells, and they have saliva full of desire.

Phew-

The eagle swept across the hillside, and countless panicked footsteps quickly moved away.

"It's okay, this is our place now."

Adam said with a light smile, lifting forward the plants that were blocking his view.

A hurricane struck from the top of the mountain, and its claws broke through the bushes and reached for the heads of the two!