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In an empire with a strict hierarchy and the power of the aristocracy, a powerless and lowly genius commoner, relying on his own anti-heaven ingenuity to create some new industries that make money every day, self-made and never rely on others to stand proudly in the world with transcendent momentum, and then you can have a happy beauty in your arms, gold coins in your hands, slaves in your arms, sleep every day until you wake up naturally, count the money and count until your hands cramp.

Do you believe this kind of legend that is more outrageous than a fairy tale?

At least Hade wouldn't believe that, at least in the real Shijie, in the Olympian Empire, the only human kingdom in the Western Ancient Continent, such a legendary story would never happen. Not even a bard who makes a living out of ghost stories would make up such stories.

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Because such a person has no ability to protect his own industry at all, he will only be eaten up by various methods by rich businessmen with a keen sense of business or aristocratic families who value the accumulation of financial resources after a flash in the pan. If you are lucky, you may become a manager, working hard to gain benefits for the superiors, and if you are unlucky, it will just be a ruined family, just like the situation of "taking my house and taking my land" in a certain movie.

This is the reality, this is the sad reality of big fish eating small fish, and dried shrimp beating soy sauce.

Hide doesn't want to be the hero of this sad reality, and he doesn't naively think that people from other worlds are born with brain-dead and low IQ, so he will propose the idea of finding a backer with the baby-faced uncle Magic.

"The West family, it's true that Lord West's family are all good nobles, and it would be good if they could become the talents that their family valued," Magick looked at Hade hesitantly, "But, I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?"

"Well, I'll figure it out. ”

So Hede began to make some preparations, he was not very familiar with the geography near Roland City, so he needed the help of his neighbor Majik in many aspects.

"Have, these things are hard to eat, you want to collect them?" asked Magik strangely.

"No, I have some idea of raising a Warcraft mount and need these things. ”

Majik scratched his head: "The army's riding beasts are not allowed to eat unidentified feed taken out, could it be that those multi-horned earth dragons you have been caring for recently have been sick?"

"No, these aren't herbs," Hade smiled, "I'm going to take over the job of tending to the wolves of Lord West." ”

"Huh?" said Madjik, "are you sure? ”

"I'm already a LV40 Warcraft breeder now, and the methods of taking care of Warcraft mounts that I've seen in the slave camps of the Elven Empire before are very good, don't worry. Head patted Madjik's thin shoulder.

Seeing that Magik was still a little worried, Hade comforted: "I'll be careful, in case I don't have the confidence to quit that job, Lord Wella won't mind us ordinary civilians." And I might ask you for help in the future. ”

Majik didn't know why: "I've never taken care of wolf fighting, those big guys are terrifying, but they are not ordinary monsters." ”

"Believe me, I won't mess around, didn't we say that we should work together to improve the civic merit LV and strive to become a nobleman as soon as possible? ”

The baby-faced uncle couldn't dissuade Haven, so he had to watch with some concern as his neighbor boy took down the work commission sign.

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The Grand Duke of West's residence is located in the 3rd arrondissement in the northern part of Roland City, which is also the aristocratic area of Roland City.

The eldest daughter of the lord of Roland City, with the title of earl bestowed by the Emperor, and the next heir to the West family, Wella West, has been troubled lately, and the trivial matters of official affairs are not a big deal, but there are some problems in some aspects of her person.

The West's unique beast master talent and huge resources, good education and her own diligence made her rise to LV79 beast master and LV77 knight at the age of only twenty-two, and sat in the high position of deputy head of the ninth legion of the kingdom.

But recently, she felt that she had reached a bottleneck, not only did her martial arts cultivation stagnate, but even her most beloved wolf fighting subordinates had not upgraded and evolved for a long time, and the most outstanding head wolf "Hal" had even stopped at LV79 for almost a year.

"When will I be able to have a Flame Fighting Wolf like my father, is it possible that the upgrading and evolution of the Fighting Wolves depends on luck like this? Even the two Flame Fighting Wolves of my father only succeeded in advancing by accident when he was almost forty years old. ”

Wella leaned on the side of a tame crimson wolf lying on the lawn, carelessly stroking the flexible long hair on the neck of the giant wolf.

The red-haired countess is also accustomed to wearing the standard lined leather armor for high-ranking generals in her mansion, and the close-fitting tight leather armor clearly shows off her well-trained body. Several other crimson wolves also gathered around the hostess, pacing back and forth with a little unease.

Wella was in a somewhat impetuous mood, although she knew that because of her bad mood, the mood of the giant wolf's subordinates who had the same heart as her master was also a little bad, but the young and vigorous Wella still couldn't control her boring emotions.

Wolf fighters, who are in a somewhat abnormal mood due to seasonal factors entering the moulting period, also have some troubles, and often cannot control their wild instincts. Some time ago, several experienced half-elf breeders with animal affinity talents had been injured, so there was no one to take over the job of caring for them recently.

Wella has always been busy with official duties, and it is impossible to take care of her giant wolf subordinates all day. Although she is the heir to the illustrious Westster family, the beast master is a very rare profession, and even the people in her own family, who rely on this special liliang as an important force support of the family, have very limited experience in raising wolf fighting, let alone others.

"Miss, today there is a Warcraft breeder who has been recruited to take care of your wolves, although because he has not immigrated to our Roland City for a long time, his professional level is not too high, but I heard that he has raised saber-toothed spirit tigers and even flying dragons in the slave camps of the Elven Empire before, and he may be able to help. The countess's butler reported the good news to Wella.

"Bring him here. Wella was a little delighted. It just so happened that she was on a shift today, so she could have time to take a good look at this conscript, and it would be best if she could get a good helper who could take care of her beloved giant wolf subordinates.

When Wella West saw the applicant, she frowned slightly, feeling that the slightly thin black-haired boy in front of her seemed to be a little impressed. Thinking about it for a moment, she remembered that this was the only surviving teenager when she received a fugitive from the territory of the Elven Empire a few months ago.

"Are you sure you can take care of my wolves? You don't look like you're of elven blood, and if you don't have an animal-friendly talent, it's probably hard to get close to my wolf fighters. ”