The sun set, the dusk sun shone on the way home, and the orcs of Tomorrow City stood on both sides of the main avenue, looking into the distance with expectant eyes, and the shadows of the black orcs appeared at the end.

"They're back, they're back!"

The orcs cheered and hugged each other.

Just an hour ago, an orc in the intelligence department ran wildly on the street, indicating that the city had returned victoriously, causing the orcs in the city to celebrate.

The orcs gave up their work and stood in the streets with their friends, relatives and colleagues, waiting for the triumph of the army.

Now seeing the shadow of the black crushing man, the orcs ran towards the army, and they were in a mess.

Allen's musketeers held their guns with joyful expressions on their faces, and if it weren't for military discipline, they would have rushed over and hugged their families.

"Escort the slaves back to the camp first, and then liberate them collectively, don't mess up." Alan said as he sat on his horse.

"Yes!"

The orcs marched forward in rows in four rows, with neat and powerful steps, sounding like a military song.

Seeing that the soldiers were not dispersed, the orc inhabitants themselves were too embarrassed to break up the formation of the soldiers, so they had to resume the two rows of welcome queues again and blow the whistle to the musket team of Tomorrow City.

"Long live Lord Allen!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, and then the voice became louder and louder, "Lord Allen! ”

The sound resonates, one over the other, and lingers in the sky for a long time.

Allen's army passed through the crowd, and the girls threw flowers to Allen, of course Allen couldn't pick them up, there were too many flowers, and there were dozens of them when he threw them, and he couldn't finish picking them up, so he simply shook his hand all the way and responded to everyone's blessings.

The orcs behind him were also treated in the same way, and many male orcs found that many female orcs were flattering at them, and they couldn't help but be so excited that the fawns bumped into each other.

Half an hour later.

After a long triumphant reception, Allen's army finally returned to the camp and put all the slaves in the slave guard camp.

Alan turned his head to look at the restless orcs, and said with a smile:

"Everyone can have a holiday tonight, go back, and reunite with your family."

The musketeers were overjoyed, cheered, and dispersed, each returning to his own home.

Alan also returned to his own house, and the maids had been waiting for a long time to serve a hot meal.

Sitting at his own dining table, the room was very quiet, but the sound of orcs celebrating could be heard outside the window.

Sitting here, as if isolated from the world, Alan felt a faint loneliness for the first time in a long time.

Here he is, without family.

Alan looked at the maids beside him, the maids put their hands in front of the black and white skirts, their eyes stared at him nervously, every pair of cat ears, fox ears and rabbit ears were so cute.

"You guys go back too, and you have a family to go back to dinner." Alan waved his hand.

At a time when the whole city is celebrating, it is not humane to serve him.

The six maids looked at each other, shook their heads, and said, "This is our home." ”

"Then let's eat together, come, and sit down." Alan knocked on the porcelain bowl and smiled.

The maids didn't dare to eat on the same stage with Allen, but seeing Allen's eyes, everyone vaguely guessed Allen's loneliness, so they were no longer entangled.

……

Next.

Alan returns to his post as the Lord of the City and sees Windsor, whom he has not seen in two weeks, in the City Lord's office.

Seeing Windsor, I thought she would complain to him about the fact that there were too many words, but Windsor did not complain, but handed over a copy and suggested:

"Young Master Allen, we have gathered new prisoners of war slaves in Tomorrow City, and the total population has reached 25,000 people, with such a large population, our food will soon be exhausted, and we need to expand agricultural production again."

Seeing the copywriting, Alan returned to the right track of handling political affairs, bowed his head and thought silently.

Industrial cities need a large population, and feeding a large population requires agricultural technical support, and Allen already has hybrid rice in mind, and hybrid mushy rice.

Paste rice is one of the local specialties, the ripening time is very short, from germination to maturity only takes one month, but its yield per mu is lower than that of rice, and the taste is also very bitter, difficult to swallow.

If you want to have a high grain yield, it is a good way to transform the paste, as long as you find the sweet pasty rice from the countless paste, and then multiply it in large quantities, a new type of popular plant is born.

"Are there any students in our school who have been able to complete junior high school biology?" Alan couldn't wait to improve the naturally bitter crop of mushy rice.

He needs a lot of talent, and he has to choose the right people from the school's students, not ignorant orcs who don't know anything.

Windsor turned around and asked his assistant to call Hoss up.

After a while, the Minister of Education came to Allen and reported: "Lord Allen, the first batch of students in our school have almost completed the knowledge of junior high school subjects, and it is no problem to graduate early, the above are the results of their recent exams. ”

Hoss handed Alan a transcript with rows of orc names followed by a 100-point scale representing the orcs' grades in each subject.

Alan looked at the report card and remembered something.

The content of the exam paper was jointly written by Allen and the teachers, Allen made difficult questions, and the teachers made easy questions.

In addition, due to the war and the pressure of millions of players to land in the future, all the courses are streamlined and only the useful content is taught, so the students are not very good at learning.

However, Allen's own children's class has high grades, which is due to the full-level teaching effect.

"There are already 500 students who have passed the grades, and they can graduate early, Lord Allen, do you think?" Hoss hesitated.

In fact, Hoss still wants them to continue studying, after all, there are too few opportunities to learn knowledge, and there are still knowledge of advanced subjects that have not been learned, which is a loss for students.

But Hoss also knows that there is an urgent shortage of high-level talent in Tomorrow City.

"If you are older, let them graduate early, and when the jobs are not so scarce in the future, you can arrange for them to go back to school to study advanced subjects." Alan said.

As a result, the first batch of graduates was born, and more than 200 of them attended the graduation ceremony in the school's playground.

Allen personally appeared at the graduation ceremony and delivered an inspirational speech, which caused many students to cheer and worship.

"You are the devotees of the times, the cornerstone of Tomorrow's City, and we will all remember their dedication in order to build a beautiful Tomorrow's City...... I promise that after two years you can all go back to school, and the doors of the school will be open for you at any time,"

After Allen finished speaking, the students all looked at the students who graduated early with admiration, and in the eyes of the students, they were dedicated to helping Tomorrowland become better, which was glorious and great.

Sacrificing the individual and achieving the collective has become the most mainstream life values in Tomorrow City.