"Did you find out what happened in the city that day?" the panther said in a leisurely tone, as if he just remembered it suddenly and asked casually.

"It seems to have come from the north of the city, and the rest is gone," Duncan replied respectfully.

"The north of the city, where the imperial palace and a number of aristocratic officials live?"

"Yes"

"You keep following up and see if anyone has been acting weird or getting something good lately."

"Yes," Duncan replied with a nod.

"In the future, you will live in this house less."

"Hmm~~?" Duncan thought that he was talking about the fluctuations of the day, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, but as soon as this um, he knew that he had misunderstood, so he quickly prolonged his voice, turned the tone twice, and vividly transformed it from an affirmative voice to a question.

"It's nothing," the panther replied to Duncan's question in a rare positive way, shaking his head.

Duncan didn't dare to ask more, he did hear what the panther had just said.

"Alright, remember what I just said!" the panther didn't seem to want to stay in the stone room any longer, and was about to leave after saying hello.

Duncan hurriedly raised his hand and signaled, "Sacrifice slowly."

The panther moves extremely fast, coming and going like the wind. As soon as Duncan finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the place where the panther had just been, only to find that the panther had long since disappeared from view.

Duncan quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to walk quickly towards the coffee table.

'Not gone yet!' 'Careful!' suddenly remembered a very fast shrill cry in his mind, which made Duncan feel a headache.

Duncan suddenly remembered the young priest's reaction earlier, and the thought flashed through his mind. In the next second, I saw Duncan like a boneless man, suddenly paralyzed on the ground, looking like he was out of breath and inlet in little, rolling like rain, sweating profusely, and it seemed that he was frightened by the black panther just now.

Duncan didn't know how long it had taken for him to go from being frightened and slumped to barely standing up, lying on a wooden hardboard bed.

'Gone!'

It wasn't until the voice sounded in his head that Duncan was truly relieved.

However, Duncan was not in a hurry to get up immediately, and saw that his mouth moved slightly, as if he was talking to the voice in his head, discussing countermeasures.

"I said this broken stone should be thrown away!"

'This is where I came from, too far away and I'll just disappear from your head, do you want to?'

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At night, Bird disappeared into the palace, and at this time he was counting the seeds planted in the square and the Knights' residence during the day, trying to make sure that these newcomers could enter the space smoothly.

At the same time, he also had to structure these people according to different attributes, assign them to different areas, and in addition to that, he also had to be able to issue some commissioned tasks for beginner teaching.

In short, when there were only a handful of people, Bird didn't find anything to worry about, or to think it was time-consuming.

But now that more than a dozen people are pouring in at once, arranging them one by one is enough to make Bird a little choked. During the day, except for the energy points required for basic spatial operation, all the rest were converted into spatial seeds by him, scattered and planted for everyone, and selected some people who should have enough growth potential in his opinion.

'It seems that the rules that I will set for the next spatial evolution are a completely automatic beginner's program,' Bird thought to himself with malice.

'The second storyspace mission will start in 72 hours, so get ready'

A sound suddenly sounded in his head, and Bird's first reaction was startled, but he looked a little like a rookie.

The second reaction was to wake up, and it turned out that the story space mission was opened again.

There were many people who reacted similarly to Bird, and since tomorrow was the Winter Festival, many of them went to bed early, and these people were directly awakened from their dreams by the noise.

'This story space mission will not be arranged for space novices to join (joining time < 15 days), and random entrants will continue as usual. ’

'The second Storyspace mission will be different from the first, and the calculations will be completely refined. All running action calculations are calculated based on personal attribute points and skill levels, and I hope that all participants will pay attention to this message.

"Happy Winter Veil to everyone", the last message was picked up by Bird at the moment when the shouting disappeared in the space, and the biggest purpose was to satisfy Bird's sense of bad taste. Because with the end of the space shouting, Bird could clearly see that Mick and the others had entered the space to check the specific news. Bird felt compelled to wish them a memorable Winter Veil.

On the second day, because it was the Winter Veil Festival, Bird had already risen before dawn, because there would be officials and the like entering the palace one after another to visit Bird, and Bird must be on the scene. In addition, he had to put on the gorgeous armor that he hadn't worn for a long time, and sit upright in the hall.

The last time I wore that gorgeous armor was because of the Salvation Society, many people died that time, and the Salvation Society was also kicked out of the Stanlow Free Territory.

This year, there are a lot of people who came early, and this is Bird's first impression.

As soon as the palace door opened, Bird saw several acquaintances, all of whom were following Sid at the time.

Most of these people are some petty officials, in charge of the release and distribution of grain seeds, population statistics, etc., there is nothing wrong with living a stable life, but these people are collectively absent from the regular meeting behind Sid, and they are also very obviously confronting Bird, using public opinion as a threat, so that Bird must reply.

This is undoubtedly a problem that Bird has been subconsciously avoiding since he became a lord for so long, that is, politicization, and he hopes that he can lead the entire power structure to be a helper, a service-oriented functional institution.

When reality and hope diverge, Bird inevitably feels angry, hence the scene of yesterday's dismissal of officials.

And these people who got up early in the morning and waited outside the palace gate were also anxious, hoping to be familiar in front of Bird, offering courtesy, and hoping that Bird could remember his goodness, and it was best to let himself go and let himself have a good holiday.

At this time, although the weather has begun to warm up, the cold is still cold, although it is not as biting as before.

It was extremely embarrassing for acquaintances to meet here, especially some people who had formed an alliance last night, saying that they would take measures to fight Bird, but they didn't believe that Bird would lay them off.

At this time, one by one, they appeared outside the palace gate at the same time.