Fortunately, the hair in Neem's intimate area was still fluffy after drying, and he walked out of the bathroom naked, like a brown hairball, and he couldn't tell that there was such a thin body under this furry appearance.

"Is there anything you can't eat?" Sheldon poked his head out of the kitchen, the enticing aroma of tomatoes emanating from the door.

Neem quickly shook his head, his saliva had been stimulated by this small red fruit. Tomato, a small fruit that can occasionally be found in the jungle, has a tough, slightly crisp and tender skin, exuding a green and sweet and sour flavor. The flesh is sweet and sour, the fresh tomato is well hydrated, and there are seed-like fruits between the flesh, which can leave a grassy aroma on the tip of the tongue after chewing.

Tomatoes are a delicious food that sits in the middle ground between fruits and vegetables. Whether it's making soups, stir-frying, or baking, tomatoes can be seen everywhere. Sheldon's roasted tomatoes with potato lattice today don't need to be seasoned too much, and a little salt will bring out the flavor in the depths of the food.

Sheldon, not knowing how much neem could eat, roasted fourteen tomatoes and thirty potatoes the size of half a fist. He also cut some minced ham, the meat of which was Merlin's favorite.

Neem looked at the mountain of food piled up in the wooden basket in front of him, and his eyes shone with a clear light. How he wanted to stuff food in his mouth! The food in front of me is not only not mixed with sludge and grass, but even smells. Aroma is equated with freshness, fresh food...... The little bear orc hadn't eaten a few fresh meals yet.

"Eat, eat, eat, since you become a part of our family for a while in the future, I won't starve you." Sheldon took a deep look at Little Merlin beside him and sighed.

Neem was the first to pick up a piece of potato grid, and although the potatoes were cut into angular cutouts, he could make out the taste of the potatoes by their taste. The hot potato lattice tumbled on the tip of Neem's sensitive tongue, and the throat snorted, and then the soft potato was chewed and swallowed. He swallowed hard, searching between his teeth with his tongue until no more pieces of food were caught between his teeth.

It's so delicious! Warm on the outside, soft on the inside, and a little salty, the aroma of potatoes swells up in the mouth and lingers on the tip of the nose.

Neem grabbed a roasted tomato, almost got burned, kept jumping in his hand, and blew quickly, so that the freshly baked roasted tomato reached the point where it could be eaten.

Juicy! Sweet and sour!

The bright red color echoed in Neem's mind, and her stomach played even more musically. The skin of the tomato cracks slightly under the roasting, but the juice inside is not lost at all, and once you eat it, a bag of sweet and sour sugar water bursts out, and the happy breath bounces between the lips and teeth. The neem bar chirped and ate, and the two people around me saw that their index fingers were moving and their appetites were much bigger.

"Eat slowly," Sheldon still knows some medical knowledge more or less, "eating too much at once like you are now, your stomach will not be able to stand it." ”

"The body structure of orcs and humans should be different, it's better to let him eat more, and only when he is full can he have the strength to work."

Sheldon thought for a while, and it did make some sense: "Remember to call me after eating, and I will take you to the Orc Management Division to sign the contract at night." ”

Neem glanced up at Sheldon and went on to feast. Until Merlin finished eating, he still threw the rest of the potato lattice into his mouth one by one. You know, twenty or thirty potatoes were piled up on the table, and by the time Merlin was finished, the hill had already been killed by the orcs.

"You eat leisurely, no one will rob you." Merlin raised an eyebrow and yawned, he was indeed tired today, he hoped to go to bed and sleep a little longer, "You will sleep with me then, my father will inform you." ”

"I see." Neem said contentedly. Compared with the tempting conditions of those liars, the real sense of satiety gives him a strong sense of submission. After eating about twenty potatoes, he finally had a batch of belly and burped. Humans have a lot more ways to please themselves than they do orcs.

Merlin still has homework to complete, and everything that follows is for Sheldon to take neem. The Orc Management Division was open until eight o'clock in the evening, and there was still more than an hour to go, and Sheldon and the two needed to hurry.

The coachman froze the moment he saw the orc, but seeing that he was under Sheldon's control, he didn't say anything, waved his whip, and grunted forward.

"Tell me, how did my son get you out?" Sheldon suddenly asked, startling Neem, "I won't pursue it, no matter what, I can still afford to add someone to eat in the family." "Sheldon is already quite rich among people of his class, let alone unbearable.

Seeing Neem's embarrassed appearance, Sheldon said helplessly: "If you don't tell me, then I will take this opportunity to hand you over to the Orc Management Division." I have given you a full meal, and I have not done you any wrong. ”

"Ahh Neem hurriedly shook his head, telling the truth of the matter, at least everything he had seen.

"Looks like he's fully learned the illusion, and even mixed in something more interesting...... "Sheldon smiled wryly, "and deservedly...... Oh my son. Merlin was nominally his son, and this son had become even stronger than him in such a short period of time, and Sheldon was still feeling a little dizzy for a while.

Through Neem's words, Sheldon could at least know that the sophistication of Merlin's spells would have killed all of his classmates in an instant. You don't need any magic to cast spells, which is even more terrifying. Neem was a little nervous, if this man told Merlin everything he had confessed, then he would not have any good fruit to eat afterwards.

"May you not tell Merlin...... Master? Neem hurriedly added the word "master" after Merlin.

"I'm too lazy to tell him." Sheldon smiled lightly, "I'll hire a special servant to teach you how to take care of the housework, you have to serve him well, if the two of you fall out, then you can't make him happy." ”

The Orc Management Division is still in the place where Sheldon used to work, adjacent to the Dream Division, and I don't know what happened to Peman, the director of the Dream Division. Sheldon had just thought of this, but he saw Peman in the office lobby. She pulled a rather young man, and although she couldn't hear what she was saying, she could vaguely hear the tone of reprimand.

The Orc Management Division and the Dream Division are on one side, and compared to the Dream Division, the Orc Management Division seems to be a little more depressed than Sheldon remembers. This is not only reflected in the scarcity of employees, but also in the old, yellowed desks.

"Hello, I want to handle the contract business." The woman in front of Sheldon looked nonchalant at first glance.

The female receptionist rolled her eyes at Sheldon with a greasy grin, grabbed a greasy quill, and patted a wrinkled form in front of him.

"Fill out the form first, and then go this way after filling out the form."

Sheldon was rather speechless, if he had been the former director of the Orc Management Division, this guy would definitely not be able to stay now. He endured the displeasure and filled out the form, and carried the restrained bear orc to the room where the contract affairs were handled.

It is said that it is to handle contract affairs, but it is just to take a photo of the bear orc in front of him, simply file it, and finally issue a certificate that can identify the orc, so that neem will not be caught walking on the street.

But the man in front of him was particularly rusty in handling business, as if he had never handled it for anyone. Seeing this, Sheldon was even more curious, when did the Orc Management Department become like this?

"Master-slave contract with a time limit of three years. If it is correct, please press the handprint at this place. "There are three kinds of contracts, one is the master-servant contract, where the servants completely lose their human rights, and as long as they do not die, they are the playthings of the master; The second is the master-slave contract, and the orcs at this time have certain human rights, the master can not beat and scold the orcs at will, and the orcs also have the right to self-defense; The third type is an equal contract, where the rights and obligations of both parties are reciprocal.

Strange as it became, Sheldon quickly pressed his handprint on the paper, the place had no connection with him anymore, and it was none of his business whether it was good or bad. Before pressing the handprint, Neem still took a deep breath of anxiety, after all, he was also sent to the fence now, and if their master gave an order, he might also end up in a very unbearable situation.

"Hmm......" Neem pressed the paper, and the red bear paw print immediately appeared on the right side of the human handprint. In this way, the contract takes effect. Although it is not effective in the sense of magic, it is effective in the sense of law.

When the two of them walked out of the orc management department, Peman happened to finish training the young man next to him, patted him on the shoulder, and let him go back. Sheldon and Peman have been friends for several years, so naturally they won't fail to recognize each other.

"Oops, long time no see, why are you here?" Peman smiled and stepped forward to see the bear orc beside him, "What, you also want to find an orc to work as a coolie?" ”

"This ...... It's a long story. Sheldon scratched his head, and when he saw Neem standing aside obediently, he might as well have a few more words with Peman.

He did want to know about the current state of the Orc Management Division.