Chapter 73: The Bard

The way to deal with these slaves is actually to simply make use of the so-called sense of disparity in psychology, and it is not wrong to say that it is a radical method.

Everyone has a sense of disparity, those who have no money see that there is a gap between those who have money, those who have money see that there is a gap between those who are rich, and those who are richer see that there is still a gap between those who have power.

These slaves are the same, but they have always been at the bottom of the whole society, and there is no chance of escaping at all, so that their hearts become cold and indifferent, and they can't stir up a wave at all, for them, any gap is already normal.

It's the dirtiest, rottenest, and smelliest pile in the garbage heap, isn't it normal for others to be better than them?

It wasn't until Langdon here that they finally had a ripple in their dying hearts after they had suddenly lived a good life, and then, through some simple little means, the ripples began to grow, and finally, gave them some more stimulation.

So, everything fell into place.

Langdon was surprised by the effect of this, and only the day after he spoke, most of the slaves, except for a few slaves, soared to 150% of their working capacity.

Langdon was unequivocal, and immediately fulfilled his promise that the slaves who met the standards would be fed on par with the other workers.

This was another stimulus, and one day later, all efforts reached or exceeded the 150% line, and continued to grow.

Langdon was satisfied, not only because he was able to complete the task quickly, but also because of the burst of effort, the waterway was digging much faster.

Langdon's plan for this waterway was not simple, first leading to the town of Yuanwang, then circling the town to form a moat-like channel, and then extending a few kilometers in the other direction, which was the closest to most of the fields.

The fields were scattered and of different heights, and it was impossible to dig a waterway to achieve full irrigation, and something else had to guide them.

This is not difficult, and the trees that Langdon had his workers collect were originally prepared for this purpose—simple waterwheels, simple in design and not difficult to make, even if there are no professional carpenters.

Of course, the waterways weren't dug yet, and there was plenty of food, so Langdon wasn't in a hurry to start getting that.

Seeing that the life and industry of Yuanwang Town were normalized, Langdon also relaxed a little, and no longer ran back and forth between the two construction sites.

It's been three days since he returned to Yuanwang Town, and Langdon hasn't been able to relax, so he first looks for Lilith.

The great beauty had become even more elusive than before since her evolution, and Langdon ran to the basement of the Lord's Mansion, which was originally a storage room and a place for the underworld, but was now completely requisitioned by Lilith.

After walking around the basement without seeing anyone, he returned to his office, only to find Lilith waiting for him.

Of course, I came to Lilith to confirm something, and Lilith was generous enough to say everything that needed to be said without waiting for Landon to ask.

What did she really have four arms, what those ears were mostly cut off from spies from the South, and so on, so that Langdon basically knew about Lilith's situation and what she had been doing recently.

But what should not be known is still not known, such as Lilith's evil origins, what she is doing here, what her intentions are for that pendant in Langdon, etc.

Overall, Langdon still has some gains from the conversation, but he still feels the same as before, as long as he has a pair of Lilith, the other party is the dominant one, and he can only be led by the other party's nose.

This made Langdon feel very hurt, buddy is now a lord of a thousand-person territory, and with such a sound town, it is quite respectable, and as a result, it is meaningless in front of this snake demon beauty......

So, Langdon decided to go to the tavern to sell a glass of wine to relieve his depressed mood.

It was after dinner, and Langdon was wandering the streets alone.

Hogg took the goblin knights to train (crazy) and practice (play) again.

And Avina finally found time to hide in her own alchemy studio.

Speaking of which, this girl is also quite miserable, the original magician and alchemist heir who is upright and red, maybe she is the future peak magician or grandmaster alchemist or something, but she became Langdon's clerk, and she has a lot of things every day, and her spell cultivation and alchemy research have fallen a lot.

Speaking of this, Langdon is also a little embarrassed, he keeps using it when he sees that people are easy to use, and he doesn't care what people think in their hearts, that is, Avina, if it were someone else, he would have gone on strike.

Out of the psychology of compensation, the former full-career grandmaster, the current lord, directly made a bunch of alchemy recipes and gave them to Avina.

The result didn't make the girl grateful and happy, but she was really scared by him - many of the formulas he gave even Avina's teacher, a great alchemist who was quite famous in the earthly world, had only "heard it in legends".

But Langdon didn't bother to pay attention to it, those things were just ordinary formulas for him, and they were really good to have in his head.

Anyway, today's Langdon has become a loner.

He doesn't care, after all, he's not a real nobleman, he's a dick in his last life, and he's a "mixed-race" gentleman in this life, and he's not used to it if someone around him is really always following and protecting him.

When he walked to a tavern, he pushed the door open, and a burst of cheerful music came out of it, and Langdon didn't notice it, so he walked in.

Grab a glass of ale from the bar, sit down in a corner, relax and sip a sip of wine.

Because of the influx of outsiders and slaves, he hadn't relaxed for a long time.

Langdon sipped his wine as he watched the performance of the dark elf dancer named Monroe on the small stage.

Accompanied by the cheerful music, Monroe rotated at high speed, and the hem of the big red dance dress swirled with the rotation of dazzling and charming waves, which was very eye-catching.

Langdon was happy to see it and subconsciously applauded, but he stopped after only two slaps, because Langdon was stunned.

There are four staff members in the tavern, a winemaker and shopkeeper, two waiters and Monroe, a dancer, who usually dances, but most of them are the winemaker Piping who plays there with an old piano, accompanied by his own old and hoarse singing, and occasionally Monroe will sing and dance while showing his voice.

But, in any case, there shouldn't be such music in this tavern.

Langdon's gaze swept to a man on the edge of the small stage, who was playing a flute-like instrument, from which the music floated out.

Minstrel.

Looking at him, these four words came to Langdon's mind......