Autumn is coming to an end, and the late autumn in Blackstone Town is already cool. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The chill hit, this was nothing to the orcs of the Graystone Alliance, they had already distributed thick clothes before the winter began, the respected lord, the magical Wang Xiaotian.

But for ordinary humans, this coolness means that the following winter will be extremely dangerous, and if you can't survive it, you will freeze to death.

In fact, Blackstone Town has not developed for so many years because of this cruel environment.

Due to the outside environment, the people who come to Blackstone Town every year are either adventurers or mercenaries who lick blood...... Only such people with combat power dare to come here.

"Why are so many orcs here today," Harlan said as he walked down the street with his cart on his cart, which was a little empty, and his cart was pulling a few logs, "Is there anything big going on!"

He muttered worriedly, and at the same time, quickened his pace to hurry home to avoid it.

Thinking back to that time in June, Harlan longed to get back to his little house.

In the late autumn, when the cold began to pervade, Harun had no thick clothes, so he could go out and cut down trees, which he could use to keep warm, and second, he could sell some to the townspeople, at least to subsidize his family.

The roads in the town's residential areas were not smooth, and Haren struggled to pull them, and the trees were jolted and jumped from time to time, but he still pulled the car quickly and unheeded.

As a native of Blackstone Town, Harlan can clearly feel that with the arrival of the orcs, the town began to become more and more nervous, just take the last time, those hateful fraternities in the town, and the famous "Money Tavern" on the street...... They were all shattered by those demonic orcs.

I've never heard of these orcs attacking civilians, but it's not good to encounter these horrific things.

"Puff ......"

A huge bump, several pieces of wood rolled down, for a while, the streets were all his wood, now Harlan had to stop, he bent down and hugged the cart one by one, his thin body in a cool breeze could not help but be excited.

Just as he stooped down to pick up a piece of wood that had rolled far away, he saw a pair of feet, shoes on which he had never seen before, and which looked thick and warm.

Harlan slowly looked up, and he saw a young man with black hair and black eyes looking at him, this young man was wearing a black suit, looking very imposing, and the key is that he looked very warm, and next to him was a lewd rat man, who was looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle, I'll help you!" the young man also bent down to pick up a piece of wood and dragged it into the car with great difficulty.

"No, no..." Harlan quickly waved his hand, he quickly grabbed the log, moved into the car himself, he said with a red face: "This young master, I don't need your help." ”

This rough man who grew up in the Great Wilderness, looked at the weak young man in front of him, and guessed at a glance that he was a noble young master from outside, even the merchants who came and went every year did not have this kind of temperament, of course he did not dare to let such a noble person do rough work.

"Uncle, it's getting dark, why are you still outside?"

“...... Isn't it going to be winter, and there is no work to do, just chop some wood and go back to keep warm," Harlan replied honestly, the honest man rubbed his hands nervously, glanced at the rat man, and said, "It's nothing, the young master, I'll go first."

The young man laughed: "You're busy!"

When Harlan left, the boy said to Bouz in a heavy tone, "Look at his eyes, he seems to be full of numbness to life......"

"Boss, the Great Wilderness is like this, whether it's orcs or ordinary humans...... It's just struggling to get by!" Buzz seemed to be accustomed to returning, "A man like this, although he has all his strength, but in this Black Rock town, he has no work to do, he can only do some odd jobs to get by, and he is used to being hungry." ”

"Is that so...... Wang Xiaotian muttered, raised his head to look at the dim sky, suddenly, he turned around suddenly, and said with burning eyes: "I can't control the outside world, but here, I want to change!"

Back at the mayor's mansion, Wang Xiaotian summoned several of the current leaders of Blackstone Town.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I just walked around......" Wang Xiaotian paused, as if preparing words, and then said: "Blackstone Town...... The people here, they live very numb, living the kind of life that lives one day at a time, as if this town is so dead and silent. ”

After speaking, he pointed at Ize and said, "Izawa, you are a native of this town, right, but fortunately, your father left you a fortune, you can inherit and learn to fight spirit, and become a famous big man in this town." ”

"Although this town has gathered so many mercenary adventurers on the surface, it looks chaotic and full of vitality, but he is rotten to the bone!"

Wang Xiaotian said in a heavy tone: "People with strength cannot obtain wealth through their own labor, and people at the bottom cannot change their lives through hard work...... Their eyes were filled with desperation. ”

Speaking of this, he slowly spat out the last sentence: "Here...... It's like the Greystone tribe!"

Immediately, his tone changed, and he said in an inexplicable tone: "I want to change here!"

When Izawa heard this, he said, "My lord, do you think this chaotic and dilapidated town really has any hope of being built?"

Wang Xiaotian smiled slightly and said: "The so-called chaos, under my army, everything will be in order, and the so-called dilapidation, with my support, everything will be prosperous." As for the last hope......"

He thought for a moment and said, "Dreams still have to be had...... What if it happens?"

"Then what do you think Blackstone Town relies on?"

"Hehe, I think I've got my own idea about the production here. Wang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Yi Ze, since you are so pessimistic about the construction of the Black Stone Town, why do you ask?

Izawa stopped speaking in an instant.

"Do you know? The original Greystone Alliance was also like this...... Wang Xiaotian led the group of people up to the second floor of the mayor's mansion, pointed to the Blackstone town in front of him, and said: "Dead and silent, insensitive, but I still built it into what it is now!"

The town of Blackstone in front of you, with its low-rise houses, dilapidated and abandoned houses, and a few prominent taverns.

After a bloodbath, the town is not only dilapidated, but also has an air of depression and decadence, since the orcs took over the town, Wood has blocked the town's paths, and merchants and mercenaries have never arrived...... Lifeless.

"Look!" he said, "give me some time, and I'll surprise you all!"