Since the entire saltpeter town was taken by Tomorrowtown, the pigeons set off from Saltpeter Town again to Tomorrowtown.

And the local port area sailing ships in Saltpeter Town were temporarily requisitioned by Allen, and those galleons were all noble ships anyway.

The orcs who did business in those years were all nobles, and few local commoners could make heads.

The nobles united to oppress the commoners, and the commercial barriers of the nobles forced ordinary people to work for the nobles, even if they had the best business talent, they could not scrape together the money to buy a ship.

No matter how rich the big man is, he will be cut leeks by the nobles every two or three years, and a lot of money will be swallowed up with all kinds of eyes.

At dusk, half of the civilians from Saltpeter stepped onto all the sailboats of Saltpeter Town, and slowly sailed towards Tomorrowtown, reflecting a long black shadow in the river.

Slaves from the aristocratic realms were also sent aboard ships and rushed to Tomorrowtown.

More than a dozen aristocratic lords were extremely reluctant, but in desperation, they had to board the ship and go to Tomorrowtown to participate in a short-term training brainwashing class, accept Allen's secret hypnosis, and return to the furnace to rebuild.

As for whether there is a place for orcs to live in Tomorrowtown, the answer is no.

There are no more cement houses in Tomorrow Town, which was originally planned to accommodate 12,000 orcs, but now that Saltpeter Town has been laid, it is not enough.

However, the construction of private houses has been going on, and they can create houses with their own hands.

According to the progress of the latest phase of the private housing project, these 5,000 people will be able to live in a brand-new cement house as long as they work hard for more than 10 days.

This will be a house that they built with their own hands, and every brick, every mud, will be covered with their own hands.

As for the usual times, they naturally live in a small grass hut built improvised.

When the townspeople of Saltpeter Town came, they were also told by the nobles that there were more than 10,000 people in Tomorrow Town, and the housing had reached the upper limit.

It will take more than ten days to postpone this matter, but it is a real thing.

Working on the construction site is considered a formal job, as long as you don't starve to death, there is still money to be made, and the orcs in Saltpeter Town agreed.

There is no way, the yield of rice producing fields has been collectively reduced, and even some rice fields have been directly harvested, which is too disturbing.

By the time we arrived in Tomorrowtown, it was already evening.

The orcs set up simple grass huts at will, and the weather in early November was slightly cool, neither hot nor cold, so the orcs spread some hay and went to sleep.

The next day, the major construction sites of the second phase of the private housing project ushered in the largest wave of workers in history.

The construction site was crowded with people, and every orc poked their heads inquisitively at the cement troughs that had not yet dried up.

Sign in and register, hold a meeting on the spot, explain the work content, and explain the work treatment.

The residents of the original Tomorrow Town were so busy that they had never seen so many workers gathered at the construction site, and there was no place to stay.

But that's fine, the thousands of orcs provided by Saltpeter Town filled the gap in the construction worker positions in an instant, and there was no shortage of workers anymore.

"Townspeople from Saltpeter Town, the housing conditions are relatively difficult now, please bear with me for more than ten days, you can build a house through labor."

"This is a brand new cement reinforcement process, don't doubt it, but be surprised, because with cement, it's really not a dream to build a house in a month."

"I can tell you that it is a real thing to eat in a package, there is white rice porridge every day, random vegetables every day, meat at meals, and sometimes eggs with meals!"

No matter how beautiful it is, it is not as intuitive as cooking meat porridge on the spot, when the aroma of oil from the meat slices wafts all over the construction sites, the orcs in Saltpeter Town are completely boiling.

Teresa stood in the crowd, listening to the orcs on the high platform preach about their work conditions, and was very excited, and muttered, "The smell of meat, it's the smell of meat, and there's a lot of oil and salt in it!" ”

Usually I have never touched such a thing as oil, which is a rare material, and the civilians all probe their brains and sniff wildly in order to be able to eat the meat porridge dripping with oil.

By the time breakfast had passed, it would be twenty minutes later.

Although he didn't have the treatment of mud houses as he imagined, he had seen all the cement houses in the city.

Sturdy, straight, epoch-making brick wall style!

There are also various cement roads in Tomorrowtown, with towering black smoke gushing up from chimneys in the distance, and civilians pulling wheelbarrows on each road to transport cement produced by the No. 2 Cement Plant.

It's a vibrant town, or rather it shouldn't be called a town, but the word "city" should be used.

Just like Silver City, it does not use the word town, but uses the word city at a higher level.

In Lionheart, the status of the city is one level higher than that of the town, and the surrounding towns are generally restricted by the big city.

Silver City is a big city in the eastern region, and it is looked up to by countless lionmen, and Tomorrowtown obviously has this strength.

Being able to destroy Saltpeter Town in just half an hour, Tomorrow Town does have this strength.

In fact, the officials of the Administration Building have also received a number of small suggestions from orcs that Tomorrowtown's should be renamed.

Now that Saltpeter Town has become a subsidiary of Tomorrow Town, Tomorrow Town can't still call itself a town, it should be domineering and change its name to Chengcheng.

Some ambitious local residents even suggested, "Just call it the new royal city, let's support Allen as the king, and we don't need the approval of other countries." ”

"Ahem, let's see what Lord Allen thinks."

Tomorrowtown is now centralized, ostensibly focusing on public opinion, but in fact, the center of gravity has always been in the hands of Allen.

As long as Alan doesn't let go, no administrative agency dares to move.

Less than a day after Allen returned to Tomorrowland, he learned of the public opinion from Windsor.

He thought about it, signed his name on a piece of government decree paper, and then took out the seal carved by the carpenter, pressed it on the ink, and vigorously stamped it.

"Then change the name, you find a craftsman to carve a new plaque, and replace the town word with 'city'."

"Anyway, it's time for Tomorrow Town to expand, and when we finish digesting the civilians in Saltpeter Town, the next ones to open the knife will be other towns."

Alan leaned back in a cotton-backed chair, the metal typewriter in front of him refracting light in the afterglow of the fallen leaves.

As the deputy mayor of Windsor, he usually handles all kinds of political affairs in Tomorrow Town, and he understands very well that there is a big gap in the development of the town.

People are needed not only for mining, but also for ironmaking, steelmaking, gun making, cement, textiles, etc.

It can be said that without labor, there would be no Tomorrow City today.

In order for Tomorrow City to gain the power to confront the entire country, it is inevitable to bring in the population.

"Well, I also think it's better to change the town to a city."

With a smile on her lips, Windsor is proud to witness the evolution of a village into a megacity.