The middle-aged refugee rubbed his calloused hands and was taken to the back of the high ground with trepidation.

An extremely strong meaty smell came from the gate on the front of the granary. Everyone in the base was busy and busy. The logging yard was busy making long tables these days.

"Easy, is this the first time you have met Lord Adam?"

The militia with bandages wrapped around his arms pressed on his shoulders, and his strong fingers pinched the tight muscle.

"hiss,"

The refugee screamed in pain.

"No, no, I've seen it in the forest area before."

He continued to walk forward. When he passed by the pub, he saw them counting oak barrels and couldn't help swallowing in his throat.

In fact, there were still some things he didn't say, that was, the night before yesterday, I watched the lord fight with monsters next to the quarry.

Many people in the bases asked them about this, but the stonemason warned him that it would be better to keep the secret in his stomach.

Suddenly, an extremely short scream came from the path ahead.

He began to regret that as an outsider, he was responsible for appeasement and management of other refugees recently. Although his work efficiency was good, some people were also talking uneasy.

The birds flew up from the top of the forest, and the scattered terrifying.

"Well, that sir, we can do more work, and they are willing to listen to me."

The militia scratched his head and comforted him a few words of embarrassment.

After all, only cavalry and craftsmen can enter here. It was the first time I came to the rear of the high ground. I didn’t know if the execution ground was built inside.

"Calm down, follow the instructions of the lord, don't refute."

After saying that, the militia and the guards talked, and the man glanced at the refugees and turned sideways to move out of the path.

He swallowed his saliva and walked forward, pressing his calluses with his thumb to relax himself.

The atmosphere inside was warmer than imagined: the craftsmen who saw the consumables were quick to move, and about a dozen people were fighting in the middle, and the sounds of wooden sticks fighting each other and the zipline operation were echoed.

The middle-aged man did not pay any attention to the screams caused by accidental injuries, because his eyes were completely attracted by the back - he was seriously injured the day before yesterday, but now he can stand and walk.

"Lord..."

The middle-aged refugee spoke uneasy, with uneasiness and awe in his tone.

"Oh, wait."

Adam put his coat on and covered the looming bandage completely.

"Luca, take the horse to the side door and go out with me."

The fiercest strong man in the team left with his head, and the other guys who were training breathed a sigh of relief openly and secretly.

The refugees followed the lord as instructed, but went to the direction of the logging field.

"Good job, you're very good at calming your emotions, I haven't heard any reports of refugees."

Adam spoke first, wanting to make the other party easier.

At that time, a village followed the guidance of the caravan and moved all to the strongholds. Now they are all assigned to work in the strongholds and quarries.

This middle-aged refugee is the person in charge.

After experiencing griffin and wolf attacks, I have only taken time to take care of this matter.

【The down-and-out former village chief】

【Attitude: Tensionless】

【Special skills: division of labor, comfort】

[Monologue: God, it’s good that everyone can live.]

"The base paid salaries to all the people who worked. Of course, the price was not very high, after all, labor would be compensated."

"Well, Lord Lord, I know this."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and replied, but in fact, outsiders, including himself, did not receive it. Although the food was very rich every day, the workload was also more than that of others.

No one dares to complain, living is already difficult.

"I'm looking for you today to clarify the rules. The base is open to everyone, but you have to rely on work to exchange food, otherwise you have to spend money on your own."

Adam turned his head, as if he was giving orders, and said as much as possible.

Middle-aged people listen quietly and keep it silently in mind to prevent anyone around them from losing their lives.

But after listening for a long time, I only asked them to make contributions, and there was no restriction or exploitation.

Even using food to comfort me has become extremely generous.

"You are all doing the same now, so you can also get the money later. Someone will send it to the quarry, and you will be responsible for sending it."

"I, we can..."

Before Adam could finish his speech, he patted his shoulder and pointed to the logging field. Baillens built a "magical main road" next to him.

Now, people come here through it every day.

If it is a caravan, it will be taken to the [cargo station] to rest. If it is a refugee, it will be concentrated at the door of a brand new wooden house. After a brief understanding and registration, it will be assigned to work.

"The militia don't understand these very well, and they are more rough in arrangements. From now on, you will be in charge of this place. All outsiders will follow the rules I just mentioned."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and his mind was in a knot.

He was originally ready to be exploited and enslaved, but now something is wrong. He seems to have been promoted?

"You don't have a salary this week, but you are working for the stronghold and there will be food rations. New clothes are equally sized. If you have time, go to Mrs. Kaobo to get it, and say it's my order and you will pay her money when you go back."

Adam clapped his hands and waited for the other party to react from his stunned state.

Then he continued:

“If your job is satisfactory, this room will be yours from next week.

Other outsiders have the same rules, anyway, quarry, logging, decocting medicine, collecting and fertilizing the fields...

There are jobs everywhere, you can find ways to arrange them. As long as you work hard enough, anyone can apply to build a house."

The middle-aged man looks a little stupid at this moment.

He raised his hand and stroked the door frame, as gentle as comforting a lamb, his mouth was always slightly open, and as he nodded, saliva was still overflowing.

Adam began to worry in his heart: Did he find the wrong person? It seemed that the intellectual problem was not mentioned in the militia report.

Forget it, let's try it first.

To accept new populations in the future, a fixed process and a dedicated person will definitely need to arrange them.

Sean is already in a state of turmoil to control the development of business roads. The former village chief is doing well at present. Let’s transfer it to use it first and observe it later.

Anyway, the most unabated thing in the base is wood. Building a few houses is not a problem at all.

If you can choose to settle down, you will most likely have lost your concern, and there will be no strange guys coming to make trouble for the time being.

The military camp is nearby and there is no conflict.

Adam raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked towards the side door. According to Luca's efficiency, he had already been ready to complete it.

"Let's go and get up the cliff."

He rode his horse and held his breath without a trace because he pulled the wound.

Luca looked up at the angle of the sun.

"Sir, it's a banquet tomorrow at noon. Can you come back?"

Adam did not answer, but looked at the other person with a smile.

"Are you brave enough?"

"Of course, sir, I'm willing to die for you!"

"Puff, haha, don't be so serious. Since that's the case, it's definitely too late! Let's go, to be honest, I'm looking forward to this matter very much."

Two war horses left the stronghold and took a detour to the plain toward the cliff of the river valley.

When they entered the gentle forest area, some militia built their site here, the camp facilities were complete, and workers were even opening roads to the river valley.

Without stopping, they tied the horse and turned to walk, following the route they remembered toward the top of the mountain.

There are many artificial traces along the way, and it seems that they are planning a place where people can live.

"Sir, are we going to train the troops here? If we do not clean regularly, wild beasts and corpse-speakers may be flooded, and venomous snakes and monsters must be paid attention to."

Luca whispered, already illuminating the hilt of the sword.

There are many eyes around me peeking here, emitting various odors, leaving a saliva full of desire.

Jump—

The eagle swept across the entire hillside, and countless panicked steps quickly moved away.

"It's okay, this is our territory now."

Adam said with a shallow smile, lifting the plants that blocked their view forward.

The hurricane hit the top of the mountain, and the sharp claws broke through the bush and stretched towards the heads of the two!
Chapter completed!