The communication with Pittman did not achieve Gawain's original goal, but it was unexpected.

He didn't learn anything about the nature of magic from the druid's ritual spells - he thought that with his own traverser's brain and Gawain Cecil's knowledge, he would have an epiphany after witnessing the "magic wonder" of the druid's spells, but it turned out to be a bit of a thought. On the other hand, he heard "a little insight" about magic and magic from Pittman.

It is not humans who steal the authority of the gods, but the gods who cut off the power that belongs to humans in the first place.

To tell the truth, although Gawain Cecil claims to be half a polymath, he is also blessed by the blowing component, he does know a lot of things, but only because he has seen a lot of knowledge and made a wide range of friends in the pioneering journey, and a lot of knowledge belongs to the category of erudite but not refined in his memory. For example, the history of the Druids - Gawain knew from memory that the Druids were a complete and unified religion three thousand years ago, and because of the "White Star Fall" event three thousand years ago, the religious organization disintegrated and transformed into several academic factions, and at the same time, in the process, natural magic also transformed into the current Druid magic, but in the details of this history, the memories he inherited are obviously not as good as Pittman, a druid who has received the orthodox inheritance (although it always seems very indecent).

Since each druid faction attaches great importance to the inheritance of knowledge, the "history of the school" is the basic lesson that must be mastered to become a druid, plus the druid inheritance relies heavily on the elves, and their inheritance has not been affected by the demon tide seven hundred years ago, and the time difference of three thousand years makes Gawain, the "ancient", and Pittman have no special advantage compared to historical issues, so what Pittman knows, Gawain may not know.

It is precisely because he clearly knows how the druid priests used magic three thousand years ago, and knows the evolution of magic into magic, that Pittman can come to such an astonishing conclusion that "it is not humans who steal the authority of the gods, but the gods who cut off the power that belongs to humans".

Of course, Gawain knew that this conclusion was just Pittman's one-sided words, and naturally it could not be taken seriously, but as a way of thinking about the gods...... It doesn't seem impossible.

……

After a few days of sending Byron knights out, the plan to increase the population of the territory finally took off.

As Gawain had predicted at the beginning, the only thing that could be truly reliable and stable in bringing in the population was the purchase of serfs and slave laborers, rather than recruiting displaced people, recruiting artisans, and promoting the introduction of immigrants.

Everyone is not stupid, but who will come to the foot of the Dark Mountains to open up the wasteland and farm at the foot of the Dark Mountain Range?

Far from the borders of civilization, next to the wasteland of Gondor, the entire new Cecil Territory was built entirely on the doorstep of hell, and the continuous decline of the southern border for a hundred years and the dark stories that continue to circulate among the people have dyed this land with a strong horror color, everyone firmly believes that this place is a deadly wasteland, and the ancestor of the Cecil family led people to come here to clear the wasteland, most likely because they have been lying in a coffin for too long, and their brains have changed a little - people with no problems with their brains will come here?

Oh, someone posted two notices and then stood up with a propagandist who shouted a few words, announcing that this place was safe and livable, and also included food, shelter and distribution, and deceived ghosts?

In this era, people are more numb than they can imagine, and they are more than able to endure a life of poverty, and they would rather stay in their own homes than venture into a fabled place for a living, because they can neither see nor imagine what life will be like in the distance, and for most people, the cost of a one-time adventure away from home is too high for them to afford—if they make the wrong choice, they will be doomed.

Therefore, the first batch of slaves who came to the territory were all slaves purchased by the Byron knights and their men from nearby territories - serfs, slave laborers, indentured slaves, all kinds of slaves, and thanks to the abundance of funds, the number of people who were sent in the first batch reached as many as three hundred.

And many more slaves are still on the way, or in the cages of slave traders.

Gawain, of course, did not directly let these slaves into the camp and mingle with the lords, he had already ordered a large clearing on the west side of the territory near the forest, and built a large number of tents and simple fences, and the slaves brought from the docks first had to undergo basic identity registration and physical examination in a temporary quarantine camp on the bank of the river, record their names and make a general determination of their health before being taken to the new camp by the soldiers.

After that, the new population will stay in the camp for at least two months, and they will be led by the overseers to the various work sites during the day, working with the people in the territory, and in the process learning the basic order and laws of the land through personal experience, and then being sent back to their independent camp at night, where they must listen to the "Basic Law of Cecil" and the "General Chapters of the Labor System" read to them by the soldiers before going to sleep, in order to understand the new personnel management system in the land, and most importantly-

A path to freedom.

Gawain calls this process "buffering."

After two months of adaptation and study, the slaves at the end of their term were to be given a brief examination, which was in fact a retelling of what had been taught to them on a daily basis, and a recount of their work and adaptation from the people with whom they had worked on a daily basis...... It is necessary to return to the "buffer camp" and continue to receive education.

The buffer system that Gao Wen came up with is just a prototype, which is used to prevent a large number of outsiders from rushing into the territory and destroying the order he has built up with great difficulty, but he knows that there must be many imperfections in this system, whether it is the time required for buffering, the content of education and training, or the standards and accuracy of follow-up evaluation, it needs to be slowly adjusted and improved, but as long as there is this buffer system, at least the risk of the situation getting out of control can be avoided.

The wharves on the banks of the Whitewater River are busier than ever, the new batch of serfs and mine slaves are being unloaded by cargo ships hired from Tanzania, and the fully armed Cecil combatants are watching the scene with full attention, maintaining order - although there is a lack of "humanitarianism", the truth is that it is only when these soldiers unsheath their swords that the chaotic serfs and slave laborers will know how to line up, and will honestly and orderly pass through the gap in the fence of the dock.

Hetty led a group of literate people selected from the 100-man Aid Group to register the basic information of the slaves here, and when another slave left in front of her, she couldn't help but rub her forehead.

This is already the third "Sam" she has seen today.

Few slaves would have a decent name, and no one would seriously name them (including their parents), and usually only when a buyer was found, would the slave trader casually give them a name, and what good name could the slave traders, who were also not very knowledgeable, come up with?

The better ones are called "Sam" and "Home", and the worse ones are called "fools" and "big ones".

Moreover, the slaves could not tell their age and place of origin, and when asked what they were good at, they could not think of any technology, but a variety of answers such as "great strength", "hard-working", and "fast eating".

But she also had to keep the population registered, because a lot of information was better than not.

Fortunately, the old ancestor had the foresight to think of numbering these people - even if their names are all kinds and have a high repetition rate, they are not afraid of repeating them by numbering them, and they only need to remember their own numbers for now, so they can't forget it, right?

Hetty lowered her head, sorting through the few forms she had just filled out, when an extraordinarily tall figure blocked the sunlight in front of her.

She looked up and saw Gawain's face.

She hurriedly wanted to stand up: "Ancestor, you are here!" ”

"You sit down," Gawain waved his hand, and glanced back at the dock, and found that there were many fewer people gathered, and it seemed that today's registration was nearing the end, "How do you feel?" ”

"To be honest, I feel more and more that the 'organizational management' you told me before is so necessary," Hetty almost wanted to cry, "I never thought I would be so tired to write a few forms...... How nice would it be if this kind of thing could be handed over to someone else? ”

"General education and evening classes have begun, and there will be more and more literate people in the territory, and I have sent a letter to the Byron knights to look for clerks and teachers, even if they are highly paid, they will have to dig a few, and the situation will improve."

"I hope so," Hetty thumped her waist, "you've laid out a big set of governing bodies for me, but seventy or eighty percent of the seats on it are empty, and God knows how long it will take to fill them up." ”

Gawain smiled and changed his words: "Today there are still only serfs and slave laborers?" ”

"That's right, only serfs and slave laborers," Hetty said, glancing at the form in his hand, "ah no, there are also outcasts...... A family of three, probably with no way to live, with the mentality that dying in the Dark Mountains and starving to death outside the town was no different from boarding the ship arranged by the Byron Knights, and I had arranged a place for them to live according to the standards of the freedmen. ”

Gawain frowned: "Is there only three of them......"

"There's no way," Hetty sighed softly, "even the homeless people are rarely willing to come to the Dark Mountains, they don't know the real situation here, and they don't dare to come." ”

"I've asked the Byron knight to use his 'channel' to spread the news," Gawain's brow quickly relaxed, "For many people at the bottom of society, the news circulating in taverns and vagabonds is always more reliable than the news posted on bulletin boards by the nobles, and I believe that after those gossip has spread, there will be homeless people willing to try their luck here." ”

Hetty blinked, and his face suddenly became strange: "It's the kind of people you sent to spread rumors when you went to the royal capital...... Way? ”

She actually wanted to say "tricks", but considering that it might be embarrassing to be chased and beaten by her ancestors when she was so old, she used a neutral statement.

"Please call this influencing public opinion." Gawain reminded solemnly.

At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly floated from the air next to him: "You can really pop out of your mouth with these strange words~~"

Gawain didn't have to look back to know who was speaking: "Amber, can you use some more normal methods to get there?" Running around directly in the Shadow Step every time? ”

As his words fell, an amber gradually appeared in the air, and Miss Half-Elf jumped out of the shadow state, not taking Gawain's lesson to heart at all: "Let me tell you, the camp is about to open, and I kindly came to beckon you to eat......"

This guy can only show up according to the meal.

Gawain glanced at Amber with a smile and was about to say something, but at this moment, a noise suddenly came from not far away.

Gao Wen followed the prestige and saw that it was the last slave to register who was standing in front of another registration gate not far away, and the noise came from the recorder in charge of registration, and the recorder said in a loud voice: "Name, I ask you for your name - you don't just dangle it!" ”

However, the slave standing in front of the recorder just stood blankly, as if he had some illness and could not maintain his balance, constantly shaking his body slightly in place, deaf to the sounds outside.

The recorder's voice became louder: "Hey, do you have a problem with your ears?!" I ask your name! Or do you not understand the lingua franca?! ”

The slave seemed to finally react, but he only glanced at the recorder with cloudy eyes, and the shaking of his body became more violent, and even began to tremble visibly.

The recorder was stared at by the other party's cloudy, lifeless gaze, and couldn't help but be a little hairy: "You...... What do you mean?! Soldiers, soldiers! ”

And at this moment, Gawain suddenly sensed the extremely unstable magical energy that had suddenly risen in the slave's body! 8)