The steward had bullied the slaves before, and he couldn't imagine how terrible the day he would retaliate against them when he swapped identities, so some stewards even increased the food standard out of their own pockets in order to arouse the enthusiasm of their subordinates.

Today's mushroom minced meat soup was bought by him out of his own pocket.

The daily food standard for each person in the road construction team is 10 copper coins per person, and an additional 5 copper coins are added for outstanding employees.

The road works on Guangming Avenue, Dawn Avenue and Yongsheng Avenue outside the school will be completed today, and the stewards will be anonymously scored after acceptance tomorrow.

Although the scoring situation of a stage could not determine his fate, he was too scared, and the engineering team of 200 people, he gritted his teeth and added an extra 10 copper coins to the food standard out of his own pocket.

In order to make the money visible at a glance, he also asked someone to buy a chicken.

A pheasant weighs eight pounds, and there is actually no hair and bones removed.

The internal organs are also meat, so naturally they will not be lost, but even if the bones are broken, a chicken is divided into 200 people, and each person only gets that bit of meat foam.

"Purr ......"

A slave was the first to come back to his senses, bowed his head and drank a large mouthful of mushroom minced meat soup, the steward said vaguely, but when it comes to "meat", everyone will become enlightened.

Kaz had been whipped many times, and it was a common thing for slaves to be whipped, and he had long since lost count of how many lashes he had received and how many stewards had whipped him.

So he didn't have any resentment against the steward, because it was a normal thing.

"Hey Kaz, how many points do you give for tomorrow's scoresheet?" A worker whispered in his ear that Kaz had been an excellent employee for a long time, and if the steward retired, he had a high chance of competing for the top position.

"Ten points." "He has money, slaves don't, and if he is replaced, he won't be able to eat meat next time." ”

Although it is just a broth made from some fishy visceral blood and flesh, this is meat! Kaz licked it very carefully, and after licking the plate as if it could reflect the light, he fetched water again, shook it in the plate, and then poured all the water into his mouth and drank it.

The slave who asked Kaz the question was also bright-eyed, and when he thought that he would be able to eat meat again in the next project, he immediately smiled and said, "Then I will also score 10 points!" ”

There is not one steward who does this, but Philos did not stop it, and the scoring situation only accounts for 10%, and the focus is still on the quality of the project.

Filos demands speed, but safety and quality always come first.

Now the financial situation of the city council is quite good, and the gold coins and materials obtained from the "raid" are not stuffed into his space backpack, as a qualified lord, the most basic requirement is to distinguish between public and private.

The money that the black eats and loots the bandits, except for the promised laborers, has not lost a cent into his space backpack, but the materials obtained from the "raid" belong to the city.

The grain was temporarily housed in Chiti's house, a large and spacious mansion that was used to store grain.

It's just a pity that the management and the city guards of the Chiti faction were prepared for departure early, and most of the "cheap goods" such as food, which is not easy to take away, have been sold and exchanged for gold coins.

The 200 families whose homes were raided had more than 30,000 slaves under their names, and they were now dispersed by Philos and distributed to various construction teams.

More than 30,000, this number is shocking.

It is several times more than the number of civilians in the entire city, and you can imagine how many people they lie on on their bodies to suck blood and knock the marrow.

These Chiti factions had long been preparing to drain these slaves, and the food they were given for "throttling" was poor, not only poor but also scarce, a bunch of fragile goods more fragile than skeletons.

Philos scattered them and sent them to the construction site to take care of some light work, and the food was the same as that of other workers, as if it were for physical maintenance.

According to common sense, most of the city's civilians and slaves are not able to do manual work, and must be raised for a while, but who made the healing power of light magic so powerful!

If a group of healing techniques go down, the precarious blood bar will be filled, and if you eat and drink normally and add some exercise, you can slowly raise it back.

Slaves who are accustomed to work and oppressed are prone to cranky thinking when they are idle, and Philos does not support idlers and has no risk of death, so let's work overtime and devote themselves to production and construction!

"Master, the report has all been sorted out."

Lanceville, with a desperately high illiteracy rate, did not have much talent available, and Louis, who was short and the most knowledgeable general, became his secretary.

After the raid, the power of the entire city was reshuffled, and the nobles who originally thought of themselves were frightened by the public trial a few days ago, and they pulled all kinds of relationships overnight to get Blaise to connect them.

But where did Blaise dare to be the master of Philos, and after being so frightened that he refused repeatedly, he hurriedly reported to Philos.

Philos let Blaze take care of it for three days, and only today did he signal him to let go of the "sincerity" of those nobles.

And so the last piece of the puzzle is in hand.

Philos glanced at the census report, dissatisfied with the number of people.

As of 12:00 p.m., the current population of Lansville is only 50,000.

Subjects with a Lansvelly hukou: 2,500.

Wanderer: 3000.

Adventurers and bounty hunters: 3500 people.

Slaves: 41000.

Among them, senior and above transcendental: 1 person - Philos.

Intermediate: 30 forgers, 5 casters.

Beginner: 150 forgers, 20 casters.

Apprenticeship: 320 forgers and 25 spellcasters. There are also 2,000 uncarved "Puyu" - to put it bluntly, they don't understand anything.

Undead: 625X2

"Knock, knock, knock......" Philos took the report, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table, and the sound was particularly harsh in the silence of the large study.

"Gollum ......" Louis always thought he was bold, but it wasn't until he met Philos that he really realized how small his guts were.

"Where is the construction progress of Workshop 1?"

Philos' unforeseen question made Louie's hair follicles tense with nervousness.

"It's, it's come to an end."

It has to be said that with the help of magic, building a house is as simple as stacking up blocks.

The brick factory continues to burn bricks, the cement factory continues to calcine cement, and then let a few powerful undead go to the beach to move some sand back, and the key link is to reduce the difficulty of work and improve efficiency by the undead, whether it is a "dormitory building" or a factory workshop!

Although the continent of Tantali is a plane of swords and magic, it is generally a long time to build a house.

Poor people have no money or materials, and it often takes generations to build a house, and if they become slaves because they can't pay their taxes, half of the house built will be in vain.

The houses of the upper class pay a lot of attention to the materials, magic arrays, and inscriptions...... It is said that the current royal palace of the Utnaria Empire was built for 200 years just in its "prototype", and the construction began 500 years ago, and it has not been completed until now!

It is also a "dormitory building" with 2,000 rooms and can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and it took only three days for the construction team to get the drawings to the completion and acceptance of the construction, which is simply a miracle!

It was the stronghold of the Tonier Bandits, and it took fifteen years to build.

When Philos announced the completion of the acceptance of the dormitory building, everyone present, including Louis, who thought he was well-informed, also exclaimed a "miracle".

It made Philos speechless, this kind of concrete building that does not need to be inlaid with any magic array, without any inscriptions and space expansion, is not completed in the "blink of an eye", it is already very ruined!

Jubilee ......

It only took two minutes for Philos to deduce in his mind the steps to build a house by magic.

Step 1: Find a suitable place

Step 2: Arcane Dormitory Building, Classroom, Playground, Canteen, Library, Gymnasium......

Step 3: Acceptance is completed and road signs and school maps are inserted.

Because all of Philos' magic can be instantaneous, which means that all the most time-consuming is in the first step - finding a suitable place.

If you want to add more inscriptions and magic arrays, then leave a good space for materials at the beginning, and then change the area for secondary construction!

This magic is not a difficult thing to do, and can be easily done with the knowledge of a high-level arcane mage - if you reduce the detail and building size a bit, an intermediate arcane mage can do it.

If it weren't for the need to find work for the workers and pay their wages, the school would have opened a long time ago!

Just as Philos didn't quite understand why a clean inscription could do the trick, why 150 servants worked in shifts for at least 18 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Most of the things of the nobles, why don't they do it all at once with magic?

Although he is not an arcane mage, Toniel, who is also a spellcaster, blushed with excitement: "How can a noble spellcaster do such a thing!! ”

Philos said indifferently: "Your Excellency the noble spellcaster, have you finished cleaning the toilet?" ”

Toniel and Toniel ran away crying with a broom several times taller than himself.

Although he was not a spellcaster, but he was also a former high-level transcendent, Louis replied with tears in his eyes: "Nobles and commoners are not the same. He said it tactfully, but the subtext is very obvious - how can we show the "heritage" and financial resources otherwise?

Philos did not lightly insert the "dormitory" distribution map sign into the dirt.

Obviously it was a very normal action, but Louie's heart trembled violently, and he only felt as if his heart had been inserted into it by something.

"Lord, Master......"

Philos just said lightly: "Go check again, have you counted all the textbooks to be used for the start of school tomorrow?" ”

When it comes to this topic, even Louie, who is a bandit, will be speechless with fear.

It's, it's too bold! Not only did Philos dare to open a "school" for the common people, but he even recruited slaves.

Even if there is a sign of "pre-job training base" hanging at the door, as long as an extraordinary person comes in to observe a class, he will immediately realize that this is a school in the name of "pre-job training"!

Yes, it will be killed! Even souls are tormented and annihilated!

What? You say that the master is [the strongest]? Oh, then, that's fine......

*

On the first day of school, oh no, on the first day of pre-job training, Vivian walked into the door of the pre-job training base with some nervousness, and the factory that can accommodate tens of thousands of employees looks very spectacular from a distance, and it is even more remarkable when you walk in.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is a magic map two meters long and one meter wide, on which the entire training base is roughly represented in color blocks and words.

But it's just for outsiders.

"Employees go to the pink area according to gender, girls go to the blue area, and hermaphrodites go to the purple area, queue up for orderly entry, do not crowd, push, cut in line, and enter in a civilized and polite manner."

Vivian and her sister Linda could only be separated from their brother, and after walking to the pink zone, another radio rang out: "4-12 years old to the orange zone, 13-18 years old to the yellow zone." ”

At this time, her sister Linda was also separated from her.

Vivien followed the instructions on the radio to find a place at the end of the line, and soon there were many children lined up behind her.

Vivien pinched her fingers and the corners of her clothes nervously, nervously awaiting her fate.

There were a lot of children who came to the queue, and although the children were simply divided into six areas to line up, the number of children of the commoners plus the children of slaves was 3,600!

The number of girls aged 4-12 is the largest, with 1,200 children in this orange zone alone, and although 24 windows have been opened, there are still long queues for each one.

"Vivien!"

As soon as the familiar voice arrived, Vivian subconsciously turned her head, and then saw the surprised little face, Vivian also smiled: "Shirley! ”

The children of commoners and slaves had no "childhood" to speak of, and they had to go to work at the age of four to earn rations, and although Vivien was only eight years old, she was already a four-year-old journeyman!