After witnessing the resurrection of thousands of dead people, Toniel felt that his soul was about to be torn apart.

Who did he provoke!!

Toniel, who was terrified to the extreme, had no time to resent Pokchiti, who had pushed him into such a situation, and he knelt down at Philos with great fear and flattery, and his tongue was about to move, and he almost wrote on his face, "Great and supreme master, please let me, who is as humble as dust, lick the dust off your feet for you."

- Of course, Philos doesn't want to be licked his shoes, he's not a pervert!

Philos frowned.

Toniel was even more frightened, shaking like a sieve, and trembling and saying all sorts of nice things.

"Take me to your treasure spot." Philos is a little impatient, isn't it normal to fight monsters and pick up drops, dig up clues to find treasures?! Don't waste his time!

"Yes, yes, master!" Toniel was extremely courteous, "My noble master, there are so many treasures in my treasury, in the treasury I have collected for you! I also know all the bandit dens around here! A few hundred kilometers further on is the nearest road to the most prosperous distribution center in the western part of the empire, and every den of bandits is rich enough to lie on gold coins! ”

Philos' eyes lit up immediately: "How many bandit dens do you know?" ”

The bandits don't have much to love, and Toniel doesn't hesitate: "Seventeen in total!" "That's not a lot of numbers, robbery is a lucrative job, but the competition between bandits is not small, how can you reveal your stronghold to your opponent so easily!

Philos didn't dislike it either, stuffed the staff back into his backpack, took out the dagger, and his eyes were full of excitement.

The Liver Emperor has a liver again!

Everything in the wizarding world is better, better than Legends! After all, no matter how rich the gameplay of "Legend" is, it can't compare to the real magical world.

However, although the gameplay has limits, there are no monsters in the real world to fight in the arena, which makes Philos very uncomfortable.

"If the final harvest is good, I can consider giving you a good body." For example, from a stone that lives in a group to a separate stone.

Tonier thought that he was going to pick a body for him from the next bandits, and his enthusiasm suddenly soared, and he immediately told all the information he knew.

Although Philos can push hard, he enjoys the process of "farming" more, it just so happens that the real world is not a game to kill is as rigid as the code stipulates, as long as Philos is carefully controlled, the 300-level skill can also play 0.1 kill!

It's decided! Practice your power control tonight!

It's not that you want to farm more monsters!

"Lord, lord......" Wei Weinuo's voice trembled, and Philos looked down, his pale little face looking a little familiar.

It's Alice.

Although Philos doesn't remember anyone, he still has some impressions of Alice, a child who often appears in his sight.

"What's wrong?" His attitude was not gentle, after all, he had not been with children very normally. It's just that he won't have an inexplicable bad temper, after all, he is not a psychologically distorted pervert, as a normal adult whose mental state has always been stable, Philos only showed his "stable" mental state in his behavior.

But Philos's attitude can already be called "extremely gentle" among the "big guys".

Alice's eyes were red, and she remembered that Philos didn't like people to kneel, so she just bowed deeply and lowered her head: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Lord!" ”

To a "master", a slave's gratitude is more insignificant than a grain of wheat; For a "lord", a lord's thanks are insignificant; For an "employer", a worker's gratitude cannot bring any benefits.

Not needed, not necessary, and even less disdainful.

Alice had never been taught to thank a powerful spellcaster, a noble nobleman, she had always been taught to work as hard as you could, and the only value of your existence was to work hard, work hard, and nothing else to think about.

But Lord Philos gave her food to fill her stomach, clean and tidy clothes, delicious and sweet honey buns, and life.

The memory of death became blurred under the body's self-protection mechanism, but she could clearly recall the things that kept sticking to her mind - wanting to live, not wanting to die, wanting to live, wanting to live better than now!

She came back to life, and she wanted to thank the lord who saved him, even if he didn't need to, even if she couldn't give anything but gratitude.

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness and greatness!" Alice's eyes were filled with tears that were about to overflow, but so many tears could not hide the joy in her eyes that she was alive.

If they could live, who would want to die?

Alice's actions were like flipping a switch, and the others summoned up courage, and their eyes were no longer filled with the same awe and fear as they had with other transcendents, but with a sparkling and incomparably bright gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Lord, for your kindness!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

“……”

The voices of gratitude did not use the same words as prayers, they simply said gratitude to him again.

Philos froze.

It's not a long life, and more than half of his time is spent in games. Holographic games in the 30th century have developed so much that they are not much different from the real world in terms of some functions.

But a game is a game, there are killings and scolding wars, for most people, games are just a pastime, and making yourself happy is the most important thing.

But for Philos, whose body can only rely on nutrient solutions to maintain basic life activities, the holographic world is all he has.

He has no friends or relatives in the game, and often brushes alone from day to night, and then from night to day, and slowly learns to enjoy solitude, so it can be said that games have become an inseparable part of his life.

So after becoming a lord in a daze, he just regarded it as a game, an infrastructure game.

Opening factories, boosting the economy, increasing the number of people, and improving quality are all part of the game's missions.

But......

After all, the real world and the game are different.

"Hmm......" Philos has always cared not much about other people's opinions, but he doesn't know what to do in the face of these simple and kind eyes.

What rises in my heart is not uncomfortable, but an extremely unfamiliar but not annoying emotion.

So he said, "To celebrate the new life, let's make pumpkin sweet soup for lunch today." ”

"Those who have died once can be divided into two bowls, and those who are seriously injured can be divided into one and a half bowls, and after drinking, everyone can start a new life."

Such a blunt change of subject stunned everyone, and then erupted in frantic cheers and screams.

"My lord, I love you!!"

"Your lord, you are the best lord in the world!!"

"Lord Lord—"

I don't know exactly what [Pumpkin Sweet Soup] is, but-

Pumpkin sweet soup, [sweet], just this one word, already makes people happy.

"Lord Philos, thank you for being here to be our lord!"

The noble lords are always terrible, the transcendents are always harsh, and the lords are more like demons feeding on their blood and bone marrow than "masters of the territory".

But—Lord Philos is different.

A lord is a lord, and Lord Philos is a greater being than the Lord!

Chapter 23

Sweetness is a taste that produces a sense of well-being and satisfaction, and just smelling it gives you a feeling of bliss.

"Mom, what does it smell like?" The person who questioned her was a little slave girl.

The woman had never tasted sugar either, but the moment she smelled it, the scene that flashed through her mind was the smell that her grandmother had described to her when she was very young.

Her grandmother was a slave of a viscount, and the smell wafted from the kitchen whenever the restaurant was located. The old man described the taste to her over and over again, and she was so hungry that she drooled in her dreams at night.

But when she saw the scent, she realized how delicious sweet things were.

She told the child forcefully, "It's sweet, baby, it's sweet, you'll be able to eat it later!" At this point, the lacrimal glands suddenly became uncontrollable, and tears poured out violently.

During the "Gift" activities of the past few days, the commoners received two honey loaves of bread every day, and they had tasted the sweetness and knew the fragrance, but the slaves were different.

Philos did not immediately challenge the slavery system of this world, he just fed the slaves, and honey buns were a "gift" limited to civilians.

Sugar was a luxury, a high-end commodity, not to mention slaves, and most commoners had never tasted sweetness in their lives.

Suddenly elevating slaves to the same standard of living as commoners would attract a siege from all the nobles.

Philos wasn't afraid, but it would be annoying.

"Knock ......"

The fragrance of pumpkin is stimulated by the sugar several times more sweet, and the aroma of wheat adds a rich layer to this mellowness, and the tip of the tongue seems to taste the sweetness just by smelling the taste.

The mist rising from the pot noodles carried the aroma that made everyone swallow their mouths.

Pumpkin is boiled badly, it is a food with its own sweetness, the unique sweetness of sweet but not greasy is integrated into the soup after a long time of boiling, the whole pot of soup becomes slimy, and the glutinous taste makes people feel like they are making soup, but it is more mellow than simple soup.

Pumpkin soup is more suitable for adding glutinous rice flour than wheat flour, and the glutinous rice balls that are pinched into small balls are soft and glutinous, which is very suitable for this kind of sweet soup that takes time to stew pumpkin extraordinarily badly.

But the small balls made of wheat flour obviously taste good, more flavorful than the rice balls, and become fluffy and soft after stewing, like eating a cloud, with a cloud of sweet dreams.

"It's so sweet......"

"It's delicious......"

"Mom, am I in a dream?"

"Silly boy, how can there be such a delicious thing in your dreams!"

The slaves cherished the food and their eyes showed a deep happiness, but the actions they showed were still gobbling up.

The civilians had thought they were the ones who had eaten honey buns! Be reserved, don't lose the lord's face like you've never seen anything in the world, but the pumpkin soup is just gently leaning against the lip, and there is no restraint in any reserve.

After death and rebirth, a bowl of hot, sweet, fragrant sweet soup - there is nothing happier than this!

"Good, so fragrant, ......" Because it was too crowded and rubbing, the thieves who pecked each other in the stone were attracted by the aroma, and subconsciously stopped the movements of their black hands, just picked up on the stone, staring at the core of the aroma and dripping their saliva.

The bandits are all transcendent, and their soul strength is stronger than that of ordinary life, and they can still smell some of the smells or something. If you want to eat, you can eat it with a little effort.

But Philos did not allow them to come out of the stone, which to them was the "realm of the gods." I can't break free at all!

"I'm willing to give me a thousand gold coins, give me a portion!" Toniel was the first to speak.

"I'll give you two thousand!"

"Three thousand!"

"Six thousand!"

"That...... Have you forgotten that ours is the master's? ”

A weak voice sounded and silence inside the stone for a moment, and then dozens of souls immediately fought: "I'm going to stand here, this place is the most fragrant, and it's the first one I grabbed!" Why are you robbing! ”

"I'm the boss, the previous boss, listen to me!"

"Phew! Now they are all people who have a starting point, and if they have the ability, they can speak with their fists! ”