In Dusk Era, it's very difficult for players to get a contract like this, not to mention such a large piece of land, it is rare to die just to have a palm-sized resting place in Fa Lan City. It's not enough to have money in it, identity, status, relationships, these incomparably realistic things are still indispensable in the game.

And the contract obtained by the player only has the right to use and earn, and has no right to transfer, and if you want to make a move, you can only return it to the Jialan Empire at a low price.

It's no wonder that Lucien said that this was the biggest investment the Clark family had made in a long time, and that no other family would have had the chance to get it......

Looking at this paper contract, Mu Yan went through the future workload in his mind, but just thinking about it made him feel a faint pain in his brain.

As big as the hive's field is, he has as much resentment as he has at the moment. In a way, painting magic patterns is not much different from painting murals, and the former may be a little more tiring...... When he heard that Michelangelo had died of toil painting frescoes, he suddenly had a similar realization.

It is really difficult for a strong person to complete such a huge project by himself.

Why don't you call a helper?

Suddenly he sat up, pulled out a piece of parchment, and began to write in earnest.

“

Dear Mr. Glazer and Mr. Zaix,

”

After thinking about it, he crossed out "Damian" and changed it to "Zayx".

It's better to be kind, Damian is Miss Grace's nickname, and I feel tired of just looking at him.

“

I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss it very much, are the two teachers still physically tough? Are the forest spirits of the windy firmament still mischievous? Students have been doing well lately......

……

”

Half an hour passed, he checked the letter, made sure it was correct, folded it, summoned Hedwig, made the stupid bird swallow it in front of him, then blessed it with various spells, and threw it out of the window with his legs.

The stupid bird flipped several times in the air, and then shook its feathers and flew all the way up. Mu Yan blessed himself with the "Eagle Eye Technique", watched it continue to rise, and finally hit his head on the silent enchantment of the whole field, and the boom exploded to pieces, and then he completely relieved himself.

It will take at least a month to go back and forth, and before that, he has to be prepared to fight alone.

"Born to work hard......"

Mu Yan sighed and disappeared into the room.

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Until the middle of the night when the moon was high, Armand couldn't sleep.

Fourteen years ago, when he was dying, his father told him that when one can only rely on oneself, you have to be careful with every step of the way, because there is no one to wipe your ass for you without reciprocating.

So, since then, he has developed a habit of recalling what he did today before going to bed every day, no matter how tired he is, on the one hand, to check and fill in the gaps and reflect on himself, and on the other hand, to think about the future path.

But today, the work always jams in the middle of the process. He also knew that all this was because he had a sigh of relief in his heart.

He's been working in the Horn of Kane for thirteen years, and since he came to the Nexus five years ago, he's dreamed of one day becoming the director of the area, and then working his way up the ladder to achieve his dream.

So he worked with 200 percent concentration every day, and his efforts were better than anyone else's, so he was able to memorize the names and properties of so many materials without anyone to teach them, and he cultivated extraordinary insight.

But fate seemed to like to joke with him, obviously gave him such perseverance, but did not give him enough luck, today he thought it was an opportunity, and completed the task brilliantly, but the result was like a slap in the face, knocking him out of breath.

Not only did Director Jill not take it to heart, he didn't even remember his name, he didn't remember his face......

Damn Jill!

Armand cursed his supervisor again, then took a deep breath and warned himself to adjust his mentality and fall asleep quickly, otherwise it would cause trouble to tomorrow's work.

Closing his eyes, he thought of Mr. Gawain again.

There was no doubt that he was a good man, but now he was a scapegoat.

He believed that if it was Mr. Gawain today, he would never have failed to react to his performance - but if it was Mr. Gawain, perhaps he would not have had a chance to perform.

Forget it, go to sleep. Armand sighed inwardly and forced himself to calm down.

I don't know how long it took, but just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Damn it!

He sat up sharply, grabbed a piece of clothing and came to the door in a rage.

He swore that no matter who was outside, he would scold the other party first.

However, when the door opened, Armand was dumbfounded.

In front of him stood a young man, dressed in an ordinary swordsman's suit, and the moonlight shone on his long silver hair, like mercury pouring, coupled with this beautiful face, at first glance he thought that he was a woman who had captivated the country and the city.

But Armand understood that this was a man, because the other party's eyes were firm and clear, without a trace of a woman's weakness and charm, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

He swallowed, and the unhappiness in his heart was also forgotten.

"Your Excellency is ......"

"It doesn't matter." Amacer said lightly and handed the other party a letter.

Mu Yan said that if you think your boss is a piece of shit, do what the letter says, and then tomorrow, you can get a job that is enough to realize your self-worth. Otherwise, burn the letter, or it will cost you your job. Remember? ”

Armand was still stunned, he nodded mechanically, and the other party disappeared like a light smoke.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and then he couldn't wait to open the letter, only to see a line written on it.

"As soon as you burn this piece of paper, it will turn into paprika and automatically stick to the toilet paper that Mr. Jill will use tomorrow morning. - Mu Yan"

Seeing the content, Armand couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He shook his head and put the paper away, deciding to go to the Mr. Mu Yan in person tomorrow.

He thought it was just a joke, that Mr. Mu Yan had done a prank to punish himself for going against him today.

But as a joke, it was funny enough, at least it made the depression in his heart disappear.

- At least someone remembers their name, and that's enough.

……

Early the next morning, Armand arrived on Rue de la Krubel as usual, and stood outside Mr. Jill's house to wait, and about half an hour later several other attendants arrived.

Seeing that the time for work was getting closer and closer, Mr. Jill, who was in charge of leading them, did not show up for a long time, and several people were inevitably a little anxious.

Persons of their status are not eligible to enter and leave Jialan Academy freely, and must be personally brought in by the supervisor every day after confirming their identity.

In the past, when he was led by Gawain, he would always prepare half an hour in advance, and he would bring breakfast for those who were late, but this Mr. Gil was so slow, let alone in advance, he couldn't even be on time......

As a supervisor, he didn't care about this time, but they were completely different, they had to do all the chores before the senior advisor arrived, so as not to delay the time of the group of masters. Once, a waiter who didn't have time to clean the lab was casually lit by a candle by an advisor, and his wail resounded throughout the seven floors of the workshop, but people didn't even remember his name afterward.

The bards in the tavern often put them together with the weeds of Felwood, and this is perfectly illustrated every day.

Finally, one of them couldn't wait any longer and dared to knock on the door.

The iron gate "clanged" twice, and suddenly, a black shadow seemed to be alarmed by the sound, and flipped out of the wall with a "whoosh", hit the person headlong, and flew out of the way, and then lowered his body and let out a "woo" cry, with an unkind expression.

It was a shiny black coat with a sleek coat, and the chain on the neck ring had fallen off, leaving only a hook. It was half the size of an adult, and it was now wandering with its teeth drooling, and it looked fierce.

The others were stunned, and the one who knocked on the door was lying on the ground holding his chest trembling, not even having the strength to stand up, and kept casting his eyes here for help.

"Help, save me...... Help me......"

Armand looked around, but anyone he saw took a half step back and bowed his head uneasily.

He gritted his teeth, lowered his center of gravity, opened his hands, and slowly leaned in the direction of one man and one dog.

The yard dog sensed his approach, and let out a low growl of hostility, but never pounced.

"I'm not hostile...... I'm not hostile......"

Armand muttered this, as if to cheer himself on, as if communicating with the dog, and he kept staring into the eyes of the yard dog, slowly approaching his fallen companion.

"Very good...... I'm not hostile...... Trust me......"

He slowly dragged his companion to his feet, almost half-carried him back a few steps, and slowly recoiled back the same way, successfully getting farther and farther away from the dog.

But before the two could breathe a sigh of relief, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Bodie, bite them! Ha ha! ”

"Roar...... Woof! ”

The black dog let out a short roar and pounced.

At the critical moment, Armand pushed his companion away, slammed his right hand into a fist, and smashed the black dog in the abdomen.

"Woo~"

The seemingly ferocious black dog fell to the ground, curled up in a ball, and let out a painful whimper.

"Oh shit!! What did you do!? ”

Jill, who was still wearing a nightgown, rushed out while scolding.

"Damn bitch! How dare you hurt my Bodie!! ”

Jill tugged at Armand's collar and spat in his face.

"Sir, you let it attack us!" Armand explained with a sigh of rage.

"What's wrong with my Bodie biting you! It's not to kill you! I'm just kidding! Jill said angrily: "Besides, you bastards' lives are worth a few dollars, do you know how many gold coins Bodie spent on me!" Its life is much more valuable than yours! ”

Armand clenched his fists, and he felt his blood rush up, and even his breathing became heavy.

He suspected that he would not be able to help but let the other party's two-hundred-pound body fly out sideways in the next second.

"What, you want to hit me?" Jill sensed his hostility, and her expression twisted suddenly. He let go of his hand and pointed to his fat face.

"Come, fight here, I promise not to fight back, come on, come and hit me! Do you want to go to the academy today? Do you want this job anymore? ”

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Armand quickly calmed down as if he had been drenched in a basin of cold water.

He had to let go of his hand and bow his head silently.

Seeing this, Jill overthrew him to the ground, and still spat indignantly beside him.

"Unplanted waste! Bah! ”

He picked up the dog and turned into the house, and the sound of the iron door closing was extremely harsh.

A few people waited for half an hour in the cold morning wind, and it was already time to work, but they had not yet set off.

Armand looked up at the window, silently took out the piece of paper, and lit it on the side of the road.

Although he felt that this was impossible to achieve, he still had a glimmer of hope.

Hopefully he will be punished as he deserves.

He thought.

A few minutes later, a pig-killing scream rang out from the house.