"Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang......"

William's eyes were solemn, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the tabletop.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind and said to the Magic Mirror, "Magic Mirror, I want to know about the lizardmen in the Shadow Swamp in the depths of the Dark Forest!" Are there really lizardmen? ”

The voice of the magic mirror without emotional fluctuations reappeared.

"Master, detecting the situation of the Shadow Swamp requires a lot of energy, and I will go into a deep sleep in advance without new energy replenishment, do you want to probe?"

"Yes!" William said with a firm gaze, not even knowing the opponent's situation is the most terrifying.

The Scarlet Hand is too far away, maybe as soon as William lets the Magic Mirror explore, the Magic Mirror energy will be exhausted, and the Shadow Swamp, although not close, is still within an acceptable range.

At William's command, the mirror began to flicker.

In a few moments, the mirror surface of the magic mirror became stable again, rippling like the surface of the water, and a scene appeared on the mirror.

In a deep, dark jungle, the ground is covered in silt, and a group of lizardmen with dark brown scales and a thick tail roaming around.

Some of them hold rough wooden sticks, while others hold wooden spears, indicating that they already possess a certain amount of intelligence and social organization.

A dark shadow suddenly swept across the mirror.

It turned out to be a wooden spear stabbed by a tall lizardman.

The wooden spear whistled past and flew through the body of a black fox and pinned to a tree.

The scene of the magic mirror is frozen in this scene.

"Master, master, there are more than 100,000 lizardmen in the Shadow Swamp, and they are distributed in tribes. The closer to the center, the richer the swamp resources, the larger the lizardfolk tribe, and the closer to the edge of the swamp, the smaller the lizardfolk tribe. The voice of the Magic Mirror Spirit also sounded.

The truth is always so cruel.

William laughed at himself, his smile tingling with bitterness, "So what they said is true!" That plan is going to speed up! The month of frost, the month of frost, there are still more than 4 months to go! ”

William was planning his future farming when suddenly, the voice of the Magic Mirror Spirit rang out again.

"Master, master, my current energy can last for 15 days, and then I will go into hibernation!"

William's eyes slammed, isn't there still about thirty days? It's shrunk by half all at once, and your magic mirror is too undurable, right? Don't be as virtuous as the Android battery, okay?

William is now inseparable from the Magic Mirror, in addition to his daily exercise, the Magic Mirror also serves as a warning of danger and helps him monitor the entire village.

You can't turn it off!

Well, there's one more thing to add to the plan - recharge the Magic Mirror! William said helplessly.

Are you going to kill people and set fires again?

Kill whom?

Why didn't Scarlet Hand leave a contact information, he also planned to make an appointment for two more killers to come to the door!

Ay!

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The next morning, when the sun had just come out and the sky was bright, the second plenary meeting of the village of Nisse was again held in front of the earthen house.

Thanks to the previous lesson, and when the villagers handed in the golden silk grass in the past few days, they were also asked by William to line up in an orderly manner, otherwise, the villager's golden silk grass would not be purchased.

Under the big stick of money, the villagers naturally didn't dare to say anything and lined up obediently.

The more times the queue is lined up, it becomes a habit.

Under this custom, the villagers who came spontaneously lined up and stood in six long lines according to the position of the first meeting.

When William came out of the earthen house, he saw these six neat and silent lines.

This made William smile smug on his face, and said in his heart that the hard work of the past few days had not been in vain.

At the very least, the villagers learned to stand in line and keep quiet.

The smile of the lord represents his joy.

When the mood is good, the lord is generally more tolerant.

So seeing William's smile, the villagers lining up were also a little more steady, and their faces were more or less smiling.

In this atmosphere, William once again walked up to the stone platform and addressed all the villagers.

To his left and right are the fruits of the labor of the only handicraft workshop in the village these days.

Greeting the new sun, William said to the villagers, "Good morning, villagers of Nisse, my lords, everyone! ”

The villagers did not dare to speak, and all looked at William quietly, including Jacques Potter.

In the last experience, he was as quiet as an ostrich, and did not dare to say a word, except that his big eyes sparkled and he stared at William motionlessly.

With so many villagers, Jacques Potter's abnormality naturally went unnoticed by William.

The villagers didn't answer him, but he looked around at all the villagers and continued, "Everyone's time is precious, and wasting time is killing other people's lives." ”

"In that case, I'll just say it."

"First of all, I want to say that the golden silk grass is not purchased for the time being!"

When many villagers heard this, their faces showed disappointment, although Old John had informed them last night, but from the mouth of the lord, the meaning was still different.

"However, the weaving of the golden silk grass will continue, and the remuneration will not change." William added, and then he saw some of the villagers exhale.

If William guessed correctly, these villagers were the workers in his handicraft workshop.

The income of three Poole copper coins a day is still full of attraction for some villagers.

Without a pause, William continued, "Next, I would like to announce something else to you! ”

"Do you see these things next to me? I know many of you have seen them, and quite a few of them are still the makers of them. Among the villagers, more than a dozen villagers puffed up their chests proudly and looked proudly at the villagers on the left and right. Mark and Ina were among the other villagers who were looking at them triumphantly.

After all, what they get isn't just three Poole copper coins a day, it's a technology.

Even if William no longer hires them one day, they will be able to make a bite of food with this skill.

Those sturdy gadgets will always have a place to use.

And the cost can even be said to be no, the golden silk grass is everywhere, and now it has just been picked, and next year, it will grow all over the mountains.

The only doubt in their hearts was whether the lord who had taught them this skill would be willing to let them practice it freely.

Even if they want to hand over a part of the profits, they are willing.

If jealousy was fire, then these twenty villagers would have been burned by the fire of jealousy in the eyes of the other villagers.

But jealousy can only burn itself, but it cannot set others on fire.

The twenty villagers were still unharmed.

William's voice still echoed throughout the premises.

"Needless to say, these things, brooms and baskets, you know, as for this thing," William said, pointing to the dustpan, "I named it the dustpan." The broom can be used for cleaning, and the garbage that is swept out can be swept into the dustpan and then taken away! “

Among the villagers, Adams raised his hand.

This is also the rule set by William, when there is a meeting, you must raise your hand when you speak.

William saw it, nodded, and agreed with him.

With William's permission, Adams' eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked around with a stumbling look, and found that all eyes were on William or the handicrafts, and few eyes were on him.

He involuntarily cursed in his heart, "Stupid pig! ”

Then he coughed and smiled humbly, "Dear Baron, on this sunny day, allow me to express my heartfelt gratitude to you, your presence ......"

"Your name is Addams, isn't you?" William's brow furrowed.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Seeing William remember himself, Adams was so excited that he nodded hurriedly.

"Adams, to make a long story short, I don't have time to hear this nonsense from you!" William said impatiently, since he saw the lizardmen in the Shadow Swamp, he felt that time was very urgent, and there were many things he wanted to do, but the time he could do was very short.

So he has to race against time!

"Hee-hee-......" Adams' deflated meal made some villagers in the village who had long been dissatisfied with him couldn't help but snicker.

Adams was annoyed, but he didn't dare to say anything about it, but instead showed a flattering smile, and said, "Lord Baron, there is no need to clean our village, but if we put them in Patras City, some people may like them." ”

"Adams, you don't need to say anything from before!" William didn't look at Adams, but announced towards the entire village.

The whole village looked at him suspiciously, wondering what this lord was going to do!

Old Gretel's eyes rolled as he said in words that only he could understand, "Is our new lord going to show his fangs too?" ”

He probably guessed what William was going to do, which was nothing more than buying and selling, buying at a low price, selling at a high price, and eating the difference in the middle!

I just don't know how greedy he is! Old Gretel sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, William's next words confirmed the old Gretel's guess.

"The third regulation of the Dicasian Territory is that no littering is allowed, no open defecation is allowed. All garbage and defecation must be disposed of in the designated place. Violators are fined one silver franc, and if the circumstances are particularly serious, one gold and seven days' hard labor! William's face was calm, and while sweeping the faces of every villager, he said solemnly, "Old John, write down this law!" ”

"Yes, Lord Baron!" Old John replied in a loud voice, took out his parchment and quill pen, and memorized it with a brush.

The expressions of the villagers changed from stunned at first to amazed.

Many lords will collect all kinds of taxes, but there has never been a lord, and even people have to be fined for pulling poop! And the penalty is so heavy! Is this new lord intent on taking their land and forcing them into serfs?

The dissatisfaction in the hearts of the villagers is getting higher and higher, but they don't dare to break out.