In a refugee camp in the middle of the city of Aylas, there was a foul stench, with thousands of people huddled in low, rudimentary tents, and the sounds of children crying, women screaming, and fighting.

Most of the people here have countless eyes at this time, and their eyes are full of despair and confusion about the future.

Before this huge refugee camp, there was a huge iron gate, which separated the camp from the outside into two worlds, and there were more than a hundred heavily armed human warriors outside the iron gate.

There are thousands of people in this camp, and if there is a riot, the danger is unimaginable, and in the moment when such a pest-plague is raging, if there is a terrible riot within the human race, things will become absolutely out of control. That's why the United Council of Ellas City has set up camps like prisons to house refugees, monitor them, and suppress them as soon as anything happens.

The food sent to the refugee camps also allowed them not to starve, but they would never have enough to eat, in case they had enough to eat.

Xiao Baboru rode a high-quality horse, wore a snared knight's armor, and was followed by fifteen soldiers of the escort team, and walked towards the refugee camp.

"Who are you, sir? No one is allowed to come in or out of this place. If there is nothing to do, please leave here. More than a dozen soldiers in front of the camp surrounded him, and a warrior who was also wearing dozens of kilograms of knight's armor stepped forward and asked Na Xiao Baboon.

This warrior is the strongest captain of the camp guards, Little, the only master who has cultivated his fighting spirit. Little looked at Xiao Baboru, and vaguely felt that the other party was far stronger than him, and it was very likely that he was already a master of the sword master.

In fact, after Zhao Feng returned to the territory, he gave a bottle of Life Yuan Essence to Xiao Baboru, and under the magical effect of the dragon's bloodline, Xiao Baboon completely digested the power of that huge bottle of Life Yuan Essence, and was promoted to two levels with a burst of energy, becoming an eighth-level great sword master.

The eighth-level Great Sword Master is not an ordinary powerhouse, if it is in terms of strength, it is enough to become a general in a country. At this time, after Xiao Baboru was trained and promoted to the eighth-level Great Sword Master, he had already faintly developed a master's temperament.

"My name is Xiao Baboru, and I am a retainer of Lord Zhao Feng, and I have come here to buy slaves and recruit people in this refugee camp. This is a document signed by the Earl of Bourne. Xiao Baboru jumped off his horse, took out a document and handed it to Little.

"Please come in!" Litt took the paper, looked at it, and made way of the way.

Xiao Baboru led a group of guards and strode into the refugee camp.

As soon as he entered the refugee camp, Xiao Baboru felt a foul smell coming to his nose, and everywhere he saw were refugees with confused eyes and ragged clothes.

"It's too far from the City of Miracles under your lordship. Looking at the lifeless refugees, Xiao Baboru thought to himself.

"My lord, buy me, for 1 silver coin, I am willing to be your slave. ”

"My lord, please make me your slave, as long as I am satisfied. ”

"Honorable Knight, please make me your slave. ”

“......”

As soon as Xiao Baboru and his entourage entered the refugee camp, countless refugees rushed forward, surrounded Xiao Baboon, and begged desperately.

In this refugee camp, there is no life or death, and every day, there is a possibility of being bullied by the refugees, it is better to become a slave of the aristocratic family, at least to be able to eat a full meal, although the food of the slaves in the aristocratic family is only black bread and water. Compared to this refugee camp, it is already a paradise.

The nobility of this world is generally well-educated, and most of them do not treat their subordinates harshly, although there are exceptions. Become a slave of a nobleman, as long as you don't make mistakes and work honestly, you won't be abused and killed.

But in this refugee camp, you don't have enough to eat, you can't sleep well, you have to watch out for bullying by other bullies in the camp, and you are afraid every day, not knowing what tomorrow will bring, this kind of life is enough to make people crazy.

"Quiet!" Xiao Baboru roared, already carrying a trace of dragon might, and a powerful momentum poured out of his body.

Under the pressure of that terrible and terrible momentum, the refugees who gathered around them froze, and their faces fell silent with terror.

"I'm Lord Zhao Feng's retainer Xiao Baboru, and I'm here to buy some slaves. If any of you want to become Lord Zhao Feng's slave, follow me back to the City of Miracles, form a line of ten, come and register! After becoming Lord Zhao Feng's slave, I will guarantee that you will be fed and your personal safety will be protected!" Xiao Baboru glanced at the refugees majestically and said loudly.

Those refugees quickly lined up in front of the soldiers brought by Xiao Baboru according to Xiao Baboru's order and began to register one by one.

In addition to Xiao Baboru, Zhao Feng also sent Pierre, Mando, Wang Tie, An Lei, Jeff, Rick, and Bordeaux with a team of guards each, frantically buying slaves in the refugee camp of Naellar City, and what he lacked most now was the population.

In this world with gods, Zhao Feng doesn't have to worry about his exploits being claimed by others, nor does he have to worry about his merits or not being rewarded, with his merits, at least he can become a viscount, and it is not impossible to become an earl, then he will have a vast fiefdom.

Zhao Feng's current Miracle City has nearly 6,000 people, and the population is really too small.

In this world, the strength of a nobleman's power depends not only on the size of the land he owns, but also on the number of people he has on the land. The larger the population, the more powerful the aristocracy became.

Zhao Feng's wanton purchase of slaves was naturally seen by many people. The rest of the nobles couldn't learn from him, because most of the nobles in the first city didn't have fiefs, and they couldn't use them even if they bought so many slaves.

The biggest obstacle, the largest real nobleman in the city, Earl Bourne, also saw all this, but it did not stop Zhao Feng, that is because of the additional 600,000 people in Ayras City, the food eaten every day is an astronomical amount, and now the insect plague in various places has not subsided, in some areas, grain can be sold at the price of gold, Zhao Feng took those refugees away, which is tantamount to relieving a lot of burden on Earl Bourne.

After all, Earl Byrne couldn't ignore the lives of those refugees and leave them to fend for themselves, so the church wouldn't let him go. Moreover, the sowing of grain this season has been delayed, and for a long time the supply of grain will be relatively tight, and the Earl of Bourne will have to make plans for the future.

The subordinates are busy buying slaves and escorting them back to the City of Wonders. Zhao Feng was in the Ayras Hotel, but he was overwhelmed by countless invitations.

Sitting on a high-end sofa, Zhao Feng was playing his handmade chess game with Alice, and the rules had already been told to Alice. After teaching Alice the rules of chess, Zhao Feng won a big victory by virtue of his familiarity with various rules and the advantage of having played chess before.

After dozens of games, the chess between Zhao Feng and Alice has its own winners and losers, and Zhao Feng will lose one game in Alice's hands if he wins two games, so that Zhao Feng will never get tired of this entertainment.

At the same time, as the maker of the rules, Zhao Feng also set the lottery, if Zhao Feng wins, he will kiss Alice, if Alice wins, Alice will kiss him, with this lottery, Zhao Feng likes to play chess even more - although Zhao Feng often suspects in private that Alice, the little girl, is letting himself win.

"This is Lord Rensay's invitation! This is Lord Cullen's invitation. This is an invitation from Baron Lee. This turned out to be an invitation from Viscount Will, an invitation from a viscount. Zhao Feng's butler John flipped through the invitations on the side, his face was full of excitement, as a housekeeper who helped the master deal with housekeeping and chores, John always dreamed that the master he served could become a big nobleman and enter the social world to shine. These invitations from the nobles are tantamount to showing that the master he serves, Zhao Feng, has now become the new darling of the social world, a rising star.

"Master, you lost!" At this moment, Alice got off the road, the car sank to the bottom, and Zhao Feng's old handsome man was about to die.

"Well, I lost! I accept the punishment. Zhao Feng smiled and picked up Alice on the side and put it on his lap.

Alice blushed slightly and kissed Zhao Feng lightly on the left cheek.

Zhao Feng looked at the bright and lovely Alice, and his heart fluttered slightly, this girl is so cute. The more he looked, the more he loved it.

Under Zhao Feng's scorching gaze, Alice lowered her head a little shyly, delicate and stunning.

"This is an invitation from Lord Earl Bourne!, this is an invitation from Lord Lord Bourne, inviting you to the banquet he is holding in the castle tonight!" From the pile of invitations, John took out a gilded invitation and said to Zhao Feng excitedly.

Zhao Feng let go of Alice, took the invitation, and looked through it.

"Your Excellency, this Earl of Bourne has a banquet tonight, and the banquet is for all the famous nobles in the neighborhood, and it is an excellent opportunity for you to join the social circle of high society. Apparently the Earl of Bourne has a very different opinion of you!" John prompted. He knew that Zhao Feng in front of him was not a nobleman before, and he might be strong, but he didn't know the unspoken rules among some nobles.

The aristocracy is a group of people who pay great attention to blood and history. A nobleman who has a weak foundation and suddenly rises up will only be regarded by them as an upstart and ostracized by them collectively.

In this aristocratic circle of high society, it is extremely difficult for an upstart aristocracy to fit in. No matter how powerful the nouveau riche aristocracy was and how vast his territory was, as long as his family did not have a long history and noble bloodline, he would not be accepted by the upper nobles.

Many nouveau riche aristocrats have gone through hundreds or thousands of years of development to become the new upper-class aristocracy, and they also reject those nouveau riche.

Seize every opportunity to feast, show your strength, and make friends with more nobles, this is what a new nobleman should do.

The Earl of Byrne is the largest nobleman within a radius of thousands of miles, with a noble status, and a history of more than a thousand years in the family, and his banquet invitations are extremely heavy, but an invitation is equivalent to a key to open the door to the social circle of the upper nobles.

The only people who can receive the invitation to the Earl of Byrne's banquet are those who have a history of more than hundreds of years, members of the noble family, and the general person in charge of the Ayras region of the top ten chambers of commerce in the mainland, and the rest of the people, no matter how rich they are, are unlikely to receive the invitation to the Earl's banquet.

(To be continued)