"Goo!"

Just after giving orders about the hybrid rice, a chubby white pigeon fluttered and landed on Alan's shoulder.

It struggled to hold its head up, mentioning its big belly by the way, so as not to sit on Alan's shoulder.

"This pigeon is so fat, is it the one from the previous month?" Windsor was speechless, this fat pigeon appeared several times, all of them appeared with a very fat body, I don't know how it eats, but it eats so fat.

"Like." Alan had a good memory, and quickly recognized the fat pigeon from memory.

The pigeon was raising its legs slightly, not knowing what Alan and Windsor were saying, but they felt that their eyes were wrong, and they had a sense of immediacy that they wanted to catch it and boil it, and they were suddenly surprised.

"Goo-goo!" The fat pigeon cooed loudly and flapped its wings in panic to flee the scene.

"Don't move, you fat pigeon!" Windsor quickly grabbed the pigeon's leg, and whatever the pigeon was doing, he tore the letter down before he could toss.

Windsor tore off the letter, this hard flesh is very full, she has never seen such a fat pigeon, not to mention, this pigeon is quite thick, pinched with soft flesh, not much muscle, it is estimated that it is all fat, and it must be a lot of oil to boil.

The pigeon was touched by Windsor's thigh, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was even more empty.

"Goo-goo!"

The pigeon flew away, and the letter arrived anyway, and he didn't even want the food reward that Allen had just pounded, and flew away slowly.

"What's wrong with this pigeon, why do I want to cook her?" Windsor glanced at the pigeon, and then read the letter for Alan.

"Seems like so." Alan had a strange look, and he understood the meaning of the pigeon, who knew the language of the beast.

"What did the pigeon say?" Windsor was also curious, just now he pinched the pigeon's thigh meat at random, and there was no malice, what was the pigeon afraid of.

"Call for help or something, I'm afraid you'll fall in love with her meat."

After Allen finished speaking, Windsor chuckled, that pigeon is really spiritual, I'm afraid it has mind reading...... As she was thinking, she handed the letter to Allen, and said casually: "The pigeon breeders in Saltpeter Town have noticed the flock of pigeons in the sky, and the city lord of Saltpeter Town has begun to transfer troops. ”

There are as many as three or four hundred carrier pigeons coming and going in Tomorrowtown every day, and Alan is a busy man, so naturally it is impossible to read every letter, and these letters are read by Windsor, or by the orcs of the Intelligence Department.

Valuable letters will be passed on to Allen, and those of little value will be passed on to the deputy mayor for processing.

"Well, it's not a matter if there are too many carrier pigeons, next time I have to ask the boys in the intelligence department to pay attention to the occasion of passing carrier pigeons, and they can't always be spread in the city, it's too ostentatious." Alan saw the report in the letter and felt that the pigeon breeder in Saltpeter Town was a talent, and he could find that the direction of a dozen carrier pigeons crossed and pointed to Tomorrowtown.

This is a keen observer, and it is best to take care of the daily feeding and feeding of the pigeons for Ellen.

Alan thought of the pigeon breeder, then thought of his own pigeons, and asked casually: "How many pigeons have been in total recently, has it exceeded 700?" ”

This matter was put in the management of the intelligence department of the administration building, and he didn't bother to ask much, except that there were more and more pigeons.

Windsor's pink blue cat's ears moved slightly, and he said like an endorsement: "According to incomplete statistics, one or two new pigeons join every day, and sometimes OnePlus is a dozen pigeons." ”

"Now the number of pigeons recorded in the town of tomorrow is as long as nine hundred and thirty-one, the number of pigeons in the post of tomorrow town is one hundred and one, the number of pigeons stationed abroad is eight hundred and thirty, and the number of pigeons that flow every day is more than three hundred."

Come on, Pigeon Town lives up to its name.

At the beginning, Efeena and the two cat-eared Lori took the name of pigeon town, but they didn't expect the prophecy to come true, and the pigeon team became bigger and bigger.

"There are so many pigeons, can the intelligence department manage it, why don't you go and take a look." Alan was a little worried.

"Shouldn't we tell the Military Department now, our musketeer fleet will be going south in a day, Master Allen, don't you make some changes?"

"Just ventilate the people of the military department, and it is not surprising that the fifth case of the combat case has already thought of the situation that the enemy is ready for battle." Alan shook his head.

The battle is a big deal, and Alan used the sand table to tell the orcs of the military department a few sets of combat cases before going to war, and the combat terrain simulation object is saltpeter town and the suburbs of saltpeter town.

This time, Allen went out to help the victims of the small famine, which can replenish a wave of population, but it will put some pressure on his own food, but he is not vain, he is really true to feed the war with war.

After the late rice harvest is completed in autumn, Tomorrow Town has sufficient reserves of grain, enough for the orcs to eat for half a year.

Putting this aside for the time being, Alan took Windsor to the building next to the administration building.

The building was two stories tall and contained ten rooms, all of which were orcs from the Intelligence Department.

There is actually a reason why a separate building is zoned.

The intelligence network of Tomorrow Town is spread to Wangcheng, and the vast intelligence network transmits information to Tomorrow Town day and night, so Tomorrow Town needs a large number of people to receive and process news, and when there are more people, the office area will naturally be expanded.

Eren enters the intelligence department and inspects the work of the orcs.

Their job was to wait for the pigeon to fly into the window, and when the pigeon came, he tore down the letter paper, and then gave the pigeon more than a dozen grains of grain, and there was a cup full of water next to it.

The office staff then passed the cipher text left by the Assassins to their superiors.

Their superiors were the two deputy ministers of intelligence, who would parse each article into the common language of the Lionheart, approve the importance of the content, and then fold the letterheads into a pile and order someone to send them to Alan or Windsor by hand.

"How's it going, is there anything that needs to be improved?" Windsor also accompanied Allen to look around, and did not feel that the intelligence department needed to improve.

"The intelligence secrecy work is done well, the office staff are not involved in the translation process, they don't need to learn the code, but the deputy minister doesn't have to translate the code into the common script of Lionheart, anyway, the deputy minister of intelligence can understand cryptography, and you and I also understand the code." Allen pointed out the most time-consuming part of the Intelligence Department.

The deputy minister of intelligence was naturally also present, and felt very promised, so he hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I will change it in the future." ”

After Alan received the reply, he still hadn't left.

This intelligence network is getting bigger and bigger, and it is necessary to emulate the modern postal and postal work system.

"It is also necessary to classify intelligence, by region, by type, and in terms of types, there are military, public opinion, economic, natural, and other miscellaneous categories, and we can't do it all at once." Alan began to conceive, slowly explaining the importance of classification.

"But now it seems that there is no division of labor......" Windsor was speechless, she could manage the documents she handled every day, because a lot of information only informed that there was such a thing, and there was no need for the administration to operate for it.

"No, in the future, the intelligence network will be spread to the western part of the Lionheart Country, the entire territory of the Bullhead Country, and the entire territory of the Tiger Country, then the workload will be different, and the country will have to be divided into categories at that time." Alan thinks long-term and has already thought about the prospect of the pigeon power spreading abroad.

Windsor was a little confused...... The intelligence network spreads to foreign countries, and pigeons are flying all over the sky, so spectacularly said.

The deputy minister of the Ministry of Intelligence thought that if his pigeons flew to foreign countries, there would be a lot of pigeons in the future, so he simply changed the name to the pigeon department.