arcane emperor

Chapter 540: Big appetite, easy to digest (8000 words)
Whoa!
The warm, clear water washes away the dirt-covered skin.

Feeling this unprecedented warmth, Udala looked at the unkempt head above him, with a little curiosity shining in his eyes.

This unprecedented sprinkler device, like other newcomers to the Bay Territory, made her unable to help but explore it carefully.

Automatic water pipes.

Wonderful water heater.

A soap that is fragrant and has strong antibacterial properties.

Soft, clean, intimate clothing.

The finely woven texture was more delicate than most clothes she had ever seen.

What Yondala likes most is that the various furniture in the entire room are all in sizes that are very suitable for halflings.

This was more comfortable than many hotels Yodala had stayed in before, and she couldn't help but secretly admire it.

Although he is young, Yondala has four or five years of wandering experience and can see the traces of use on these furniture.

It's not new, but it's extremely clean.

As a halfling who was not particularly liked by humans, Yodalla fell in love with the Gulf Territory immediately.

"If this is the case for some refugees, we must treat our own citizens better."

Recalling the elder's instructions to her, Yodala took out a small ball of parchment and was about to record what she saw and heard.

But suddenly he saw a stack of papers placed on the table and a brochure about Bay Collar.

Yondala picked it up and took a look, and was surprised to see a few smiling halflings, with words written below in Common and Halfling languages:

"Welcome to the Gulf Territory, what should you do in the first seven days?"

"How to eat meat every meal and be full every meal after a week."

"How to own your own house and farmland in 6 months."

It was so simple that Yondala couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Just these three sentences, she wanted to take a closer look, what was written behind them?
For most refugees, having enough food, clothing, clothing and a place to live is already a dream.

If the Gulf Territory can really do this, it will be incomparably attractive to refugees and it will definitely be easy to conquer them.

Of course, Yondala didn't fully believe it at the moment.

She has seen some lords blowing loud slogans, but in fact they are just to deceive the people and become a stepping stone to promote the initial development of the territory.

She was just about to open the first page and stroke the delicate and smooth paper when she immediately noticed something different.

Compared with the roughness of parchment paper, the paper from Bay Collar is much better.

Yodala thought about it carefully and realized the superiority of this kind of paper.

Flat, smooth and tough.

Delicate, tight and very clear.

The materials of some spell scrolls are not as comfortable to touch as this paper.

But in the Gulf Territory, this was just used to make a brochure for refugees, which naturally made Yondala even more curious.

"Maybe this time is really different..."

Yondala originally thought that this brochure would praise certain figures in the Gulf Territory in order to complete the task of deceiving the refugees.

Unexpectedly, she took a closer look and found that it was full of concise images and illustrations:
"On your first day in Bay Territory, eat well, sleep well, accept inquiries, treat injuries and illnesses, and rest well."

"On the second day, get up late, have breakfast, and continue to rest. You can ask questions to the Questioning Golem."

"On the third day, we will continue to rest and receive special questions and answers (which will determine the preliminary job position in the bay to a certain extent)."

"On the fourth day, take good care of your body, learn common language, read and attend meetings."

"On the fifth day, you will learn common language, read and write, and assess your special abilities (which will determine the salary and position of the early positions)."

"On the 6th day, learn about the job, learn common language, and become literate."

"On the seventh day, carry out job selection, training, and have a good rest."

"Day 8, distribution."

Yondala looked at the trumpet golem at the door and blinked slightly. Although it was still the first day, she was not prohibited from asking questions.

If it were before, she would hide her identity as much as possible.

But she didn't lie in the Gulf Territory, so there is no need to cover up now.

After all, before coming to the Gulf Territory, she had already vaguely learned about the basic procedures for arranging refugees in the Gulf Territory.

Now that her understanding has been verified, she will not continue to waste time. She does not want to be sent to farm.

However, just as Yodala was about to head to the door, a clear and slightly seductive husky voice came to her ears from the opposite side:
"I'm good at close combat, what kind of job is suitable for me?"

A crisp and sweet voice came from the rather cute trumpet dragon-shaped golem:

"Yeah, you can consider taking the reserve soldier assessment. With your current professional level, passing the assessment will be very easy."

"After passing the assessment, you can become a reserve soldier in the Gulf Territory."

"You will receive soldier training that matches your strength level, and you will be able to obtain the corresponding combat position."

After hearing this, Yondala subconsciously pricked up his ears.

Reservist?
Professional level?
Combat position?

The little golem directly answered these things that Yondala considered very important?
Is it really suitable?

Thinking of this, Yondala did not hesitate and walked to the door very simply. He saw a cloaked figure opposite who continued to ask questions:
"Then how much salary can you get per month as a reserve soldier? What kind of treatment will you get?"

It slowly swung its tail and tilted its little head. Under the curious gazes of the two people, the small dragon-shaped golem answered crisply:

"Yeah, the treatment of reserve soldiers now has been greatly improved compared to before."

"All food, clothing, housing and transportation are included. You will train 6 days a week and rest 1 day, and you will get magic food."

"A monthly salary of 1.5 gold coins, and a monthly subsidy of 1 gold coin per level based on professional level."

"If you participate in combat missions, you can also get combat harvest and mission rewards."

"The territory will prepare excellent-level enchanted weapons and equipment, and you can also apply for the weapons and equipment you are best at according to your own strengths and habits."

"..."

The two of them were fascinated by what they heard, and their eyes could not help but shine.

Apart from anything else, the welfare of the reserve soldiers in the Gulf Territory is enough to make people excited.

When the dragon-shaped golem stopped answering, the two people who listened to it still had some unfinished thoughts.

Both parties noticed each other's existence and saw each other's characteristics, but did not have any special emotions because of this.

Seeing that the other party did not continue to ask questions, Yondala asked very simply and without covering up:
"What happened to the house and land?"

The bright eyes blinked slightly, the dragon-shaped demon turned around flexibly, and said clearly word by word:

"After officially joining the Gulf Territory, each person can obtain permanent farming land provided by the Gulf Territory according to their merit level, 10 acres × number of levels."

"Everyone who joins the Gulf Territory, regardless of gender, will receive a two-story house of 128 square meters for free and obtain permanent residency."

“As your merit level increases, you can apply for larger houses with better functions.”

"Houses and farmland cannot be traded. After the owner of the house and farmland dies, the property will be converted into results and distributed equally to parents, wife, husband, and children."

"The converted inheritance merit can be passed down for five generations."

Free housing?
Free farmland?

Yudala, who was a little excited, suppressed her excitement and continued to ask about farmland and houses in detail.

Soon, they heard, heard, and saw things they had never seen before.

"You can farm your own farmland, and only 10% of the tax on the territory is used to develop agricultural technology."

"The distributed farmland can also be handed over to the territory for cultivation. The territory only collects 30% of the tax and 20% goes to the cultivators."

"60% of the income from cultivating public farmland in the territory will be purchased by the territory at market prices."

"Note that those who cultivate the territory's public farmland will share in proportion the tasks of distributing farmland to others."

"Note: Farmland cannot be traded and can only be obtained by clearing land and improving merit levels."

Simple rules, no superfluous regulations.

It was hard for Yondala to imagine that the Gulf Territory really didn't "value" these farmlands.

The reason for the importance is that the territory holds ownership of almost all farmland.

On the surface, it is farmed by everyone, but in name, it all belongs to the territory.

However, the territory does not "value" the income from farmland very much.

The vast majority were distributed and given to the cultivators.

Moreover, the Gulf Territory does not seem to have the mentality of "low prices harming farmers", and food, clothing, housing and transportation remain fairly cheap and stable.

For Yondala, this was a temptation that was difficult to resist.

However, before she could think clearly, the man in the cloak opposite began to ask questions again:

“There are not enough farmlands and houses, what should we do?”

Yes!

As the population continues to grow, will the farmland and houses allocated to each person begin to decrease?
What should I do if the people who come first get their share, but the ones who come later can’t?
This problem seems to be relatively long-term, and even Yondala has not thought of this.

After all, in her opinion, for the time being, she just needs to wait for others to live well.

They originally thought there would be no answer to this.

After all, even they themselves don't know how to explain this.

Unexpectedly, the dragon-shaped golem quickly gave the answer:
"Ah, there is an answer to this question too!"

"First of all, the territory will continue to expand outwards."

“By bringing those wild lands into the territory and transforming them, they can be turned into new farmland and houses.”

"The transformation of the demiplane is also one of them. People who develop in the future will get more farmland and houses that they develop and build."

"At the same time, magical agricultural buildings will be developed in the territory in the future."

“With the same area, many layers can be built downwards, and the farmland can be obtained several times or even dozens of times.”

"Agricultural facilities in the underground world are undergoing research and development in this area."

"If the current natural growth rate of the territory's population is used, the territory will still have 375 years to reach population saturation."

“The better the technology and the larger the territory, the longer it will take to become saturated.”

"The same is true for housing. Development and development will continue to improve just like the growth of population."

"The Lord once said that there are countless territories and mysteries that can be explored in the material plane, not to mention the huge number of demiplanes."

Although the dragon-shaped golem's tone was a little dull, his high-spirited momentum made both of them a little dazed.

Don’t exploit inwards and strive to develop upwards.

Expand more and share the results with everyone.

They didn't know how the Gulf Territory was being implemented, but they felt that this development program and slogan really touched their hearts.

The more I heard, the more I naturally wanted to know more about the Gulf Territory.

The dragon-shaped golem quickly answered most of their questions.

Only a small part of them can be solved with "Insufficient authority, please increase the merit level as soon as possible".

Interestingly, their voices did not spread around.

Others could only see their movements, and few asked questions to the golem like them.

the following few days.

Yondala got acquainted with the figure opposite the door.

The other party is also not a human being!
Of course, there are many "non-human" people in the Gulf region.

She is a tiefling, a humanoid creature with demonic blood.

Of course, there are not many tieflings in the Netheril Empire, but there are also many.

After all, the probability of Tieflings giving birth to spellcasters is quite high, and many arcane masters in the empire are also Tieflings.

However, for ordinary people, tieflings, like demons, are not very popular with them.

Moreover, because of the emergence of bloodline power, tieflings and demons are prone to losing control, resulting in some casualties.

Ordinary people's senses are getting worse and worse.

Quite a few areas and territories do not welcome their arrival.

There are even some people who are eyeing the blood power in their bodies and preparing to conduct some dark experiments.

The tiefling named Ruike came to the Gulf Territory because he heard that the Gulf Territory houses nearly ten thousand demons and wanted to try his luck here.

Yudala only believed 3% of what she said, and she estimated that the other party only believed her this much.

However, both of them were vaguely aware of the other's purpose.

With the idea of ​​having one more piece of information and one more way out.

In the past few days, they have told each other their knowledge and thoughts about the Gulf Territory.

Then, they all chose the same job.

Become a reservist!
During chats and research, they found that ordinary jobs and positions were not difficult, and their lives and development were very stable.

For ordinary people, the Gulf Territory is definitely a dream place.

But both of them knew their own affairs and wanted to know more about the secrets of the Gulf Territory.

If you participate in other jobs, you must first obtain higher achievements and learn more information, which will be a more difficult process.

Becoming a soldier is the fastest!

Of course, it's not like they haven't thought about becoming adventurers in the Gulf Territory.

However, they take it for granted that the Gulf Territory will not treat adventurers as one of their own.

They need to go deeper!
Day 8 soon arrived.

Refugees one by one walked out of the resettlement area.

Yodalla and Ruike recorded the positions chosen by most refugees to guess the development direction of the Gulf Territory.

They soon saw some clues, and a considerable number of people chose to become pioneers.

Only a small number joined the factories in the Gulf Territory because of their professional production skills.

It seems that the Gulf Territory still values ​​agricultural production.

However, they still saw some people trying to become reservists.

However, they suddenly discovered that there was no option for the Gulf Territory to directly become reserve soldiers.

Just when they were puzzled, the guards who were ready told them the answer:
"Everyone will undergo on-the-job training for half a month. Only after the training is completed can they apply for the assessment of reserve soldiers."

"If you pass, you can become a reserve soldier."

"If you don't pass, you can only continue to train hard and strive to meet the conditions."

This was something neither of them expected!
The two looked at each other and quickly and tacitly chose another job - to work in a factory. "According to the Gulf Territory, working in a factory is a very important job. Everything that the Gulf Territory needs needs to be produced by the factory."

Yondala recalled carefully and looked at the shunted refugees curiously, remembering the direction in which they left.

That's not the location of the teleportation array!
Doesn't the Gulf Territory use teleportation arrays to teleport refugees?

Ruike, who was standing next to her, looked at the old, weak and children who were being led to the residential area, feeling slightly relieved in her heart.

At least for now, except for those who were selected the day after entering the resettlement area, the Gulf Territory does not treat other refugees differently.

This alone is enough to make Ruike look at him with admiration.

However, there was a vague expectation in her heart. It seemed that everything the Gulf Territory did had some other hidden purpose.

When she understood these purposes, she should have the answer to what she was thinking.

tread!tread!tread!
The neat steps of the soldiers lined up made everyone look extremely well-behaved.

No matter it's the armor they wear.

That indomitable momentum.

There is also a burly Dragoon No. 1 Golem at each end of the team.

It's enough to make everyone give up any thoughts they shouldn't have.

Ruike and Yondala looked at each other and had a higher level of evaluation of the Gulf Territory's military strength.

What makes them even more unbelievable is that such a powerful force is actually used to transport refugees.

Such emphasis on refugees actually made the two of them relax a lot.

Overthinking is useless.

The two began to look at Bay City more.

Clean, tidy and spacious streets.

Lush trees and flower beds.

Pedestrians and adventurers come and go.

A series of small dragon-shaped golems standing at the street entrance.

They keenly noticed that those dragon-shaped golems were not decorations and could still answer questions from people around them.

However, not many questions were asked per person.

This made them feel very lucky.

At the same time, I was also stunned by the large-scale construction and popularization of golems in the Gulf Territory.

The buildings on both sides of the street also opened their eyes to the two of them.

There are not very tall buildings here, only three or four floors at most.

The style of the house is also very interesting.

Pavilions, pavilions, eaves and tiles.

It has the spiers of a Western castle and the charm of Eastern architecture. The two blend together and have distinct personalities, just like the different races living in harmony on the street.

Yondala saw several halflings wearing armor, who were eagerly chatting with their adventurers.

She resisted the urge to wave hello and watched their faces carefully.

There is no dissatisfaction with being looked down upon, nor anger with being squeezed, and seems to be very kind to his human companions.

See the big from the small.

The atmosphere in the Bay Territory should be good!

Ruike next to her felt even more eye-opening.

Before coming to the Gulf Territory.

She couldn't believe that the ferocious ogre warrior was clumsily counting coins to pay the bill.

Not only was there no robbery, it actually counted.

The troll next to it is even more amazing.

There was no mud or dirt on his body, and even the strong body odor was almost non-existent.

He was holding a pig's trotter happily, biting it happily, while his other hand carefully caught the remains of the food, as if he was worried that the food would fall.

Only the vendor who was taller than him did not show any fear. Instead, he reached out and handed him a paper bag and said in a hearty voice:

"Put it on like this so it doesn't fall to the ground. Not only will you be fined, but you'll also have to clean it up."

A dwarf next to the troll laughed loudly and was drinking wine happily.

He pointed at the troll who was cleaning up across the street and told everyone to take care of the environment.

This picture was so "beautiful" that Ruike almost didn't react.

"That's not a dwarf, it should be a gray dwarf from the underground world..."

Yodala, who was well-informed, withdrew her gaze from Ashes and forced herself not to look at the adventurers who could bring her a huge sense of threat.

Their combination is indeed curious.

This is not a big deal.

Because Ruike soon saw several long-eared elves sitting on several slowly approaching carriages!
Judging from their expressions that they didn't look around, Ruike knew that this was not the first time for these elves to come to the Gulf.

What is the magic of Bay Territory?
"But look, are they demons?"

Yondala's curious voice sounded in Ruike's ears.

She turned around subconsciously and saw a group of burly demons with horns on their heads and black flame tattoos all over their bodies, walking leisurely on the street.

They were wearing uniform red clothes and looked particularly eye-catching.

The pedestrians around them were not surprised at them. On the contrary, some people smiled and said hello to them, and they also raised their hands cheerfully in response.

Such a dizzying scene really opened Ruike's eyes.

Yodala next to him touched his chin and continued excitedly:
"It seems that the Gulf Territory is really like what they say. As long as they abide by the rules honestly, there will be no prejudice..."

For halflings, finding a suitable gathering place is indeed a very happy thing.

Halflings do not have their own dedicated cities or residential areas like humans or other races.

They live more together with other races, forming small villages or small communities in cities.

There has never been a place like Gulf Territory where Yondala feels like everyone is treated equally.

In addition to pedestrians of different races, the dazzling variety of food and merchandise deeply attracted their attention.

Not that they have the urge to buy.

But they can judge whether the Gulf Territory's strength and supplies are sufficient based on the rich variety of goods.

When people in the territory don’t have enough to eat, they don’t have the money or the energy to engage in these tricks.

As far as the two of them saw, the Gulf Territory had undoubtedly done an excellent job and had nothing to do with the rumors from the outside world.

Although they both felt a lot of reluctance, they still gradually left the rather grand Bay City.

What then caught their eyes were a series of huge and burly engineering golems.

These engineering golems are at least several meters high, and the largest ones are more than 10 meters high. They are constantly busy on the newly built city wall.

Ruike glanced at the dense engineering team and stared at the engineering golems that moved freely, with bursts of disbelief flashing in her eyes.

Even if other spellcasters have so many golems, they will not "squander" them at will!
That’s right, it’s “squandering”!
The precious magic resources and golem resources are actually doing this kind of work that can be completed by human power.

Isn't this a waste?
If it were other spellcasters, they would definitely be very careful to put these golems into a resting state.

Lest they move too much and cause wear and tear, they must be repaired.

As for other work, just call in more farmers.

What makes the two of them even more unbelievable is that.

The man who controls these burly golems.

Not the spell caster they imagined.

Instead, it was a group of thirteen- and fourteen-year-old kids.

Some of them sit on the shoulders of the engineering golems, and some sit in their bellies.

Under their command, the engineering golems appeared to be very flexible.

After leaving a large construction site where construction was in full swing, the marching team arrived at a vast fertile farmland.

However, the frost covering the entire ground has not dissipated, leaving only neat ravines one after another.

Udala's eyes showed a little bit of ecstasy, and he carefully looked at the farmland on both sides, curiously watching the huge marks.

Some are like those left behind by the engineering golems just now!
Not right!

We can't expect these engineering golems to cut wheat and rice with sickles in their clumsy hands.

Her doubts did not last long, and then she saw a farm stronghold under construction.

As a druid, Ruike carefully looked at the green trees that were more than one meter high, and couldn't help but admire them secretly.

"I don't know what tricks the Bay Territory used to allow these small trees to survive so well in the winter."

"However, these small trees seem to have a magical aura about them. Could they be some kind of magical plants?"

This is impossible!
Ruike watched thousands of small trees being planted, feeling their surging magic power, and couldn't help but fall into deep thinking.

Yondala next to him repeatedly looked at the small engineering golems.

Watch as they work on the land while compacting and filling it.

The various engineering golems really opened Yodala's eyes.

At the same time, I also feel extremely lucky.

Fortunately, she didn't have any special ideas. Otherwise, if she bumped into these things in the bay area, she would definitely not be able to escape!

After leaving the farm stronghold under construction, the eyes of the travelers could not help but look envious.

Because they saw with their own eyes that some of the farmers who were just assigned today seemed to be doing various kinds of work with the help of the engineering golem.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, everyone felt uncomfortable.

The Gulf Territory is really weird, you can actually see all kinds of golems anytime and anywhere.

While the two were thinking, the marching team had arrived at an area of ​​factory buildings.

Factories that are more than 10 meters high and cover an area of ​​more than 10 acres or even dozens of acres are neatly arranged next to the Silver Moon River.

Workers were coming and going, and one golem train after another was constantly shuttling through the major factories.

Around them, an army of several thousand people was training meticulously.

Several burly Dragoon No. 1 golems exuded a bright silver luster under the sunlight.

The two of them were overjoyed, and immediately thought that such a vital guarded place must hide the vital "secret" of the Gulf Territory.

No matter what happens, they can explore the situation in the factory first.

If it's better, you can naturally make more calculations.

If it's worse, change lanes as soon as possible.

Just when the two were full of confidence, the team passed through the soldiers' defense line and entered the huge factory area.

They were taken to a group of built houses, and the leading guard soldier shouted in a loud voice:

"Everyone has prepared their rooms and entered according to their respective house numbers."

"Everyone, please don't play any tricks, lest you lose credibility in the Gulf, or the gains outweigh the losses."

Can you get a house now?

Yondala, who immediately realized this, looked at the newly built house with curiosity.

This is well prepared!

Yondala and Ruike next to him looked at each other.

Walk towards your own room.

The two of them happened to live in the same dormitory building, and they were door-to-door next door.

Seeing that there is more than 10 minutes of rest time.

The two of them immediately got together to discuss countermeasures.

"Do you really want to enter the factory? It might be dangerous inside!"

"There shouldn't be any danger, otherwise there would be no need to be so nice to us."

"That's right, human life is the least valuable these days..."

"As long as we deal with it carefully, there shouldn't be much trouble."

"Yes, I see there are men and women in this factory, and the Bay Collar is really a bit magical."

"..."

Just when the two were discussing.

In the Lord's Mansion in the Bay Territory, Matthew was looking through Butler Ralph's report.

"Sixty percent of the construction crew has returned to Bay City and is working overtime to build."

"After about three months of busy work, we will be able to build housing that can continue to accommodate more than 3 million people."

"When that time comes, the Gulf Territory will become a large city with a population of over one million!"

Matthew didn't care too much about this, he was more concerned about the situation of accepting refugees.

Facts have proven that Matthew's insistence on promoting housing construction and wasteland development is very necessary and effective.

The ever-increasing administrative manpower and staff will also grow rapidly in the midst of busy work.

Then, they will fill more and more farm strongholds, camps, and castles.

Thanks to the help of other lords throughout the Nesiri Empire.

In just over a week.

The Gulf Territory received nearly 8 more refugees.

The total population of the territory has officially exceeded the 200 million mark, and will increase rapidly at a rate of 1 per day.

Putting down the information in his hands, Matthew continued to speak to the expectant butler Ralph:

"Continue to increase efforts to "acquire" food, and at the same time send out some signals."

"Tell them we have a good appetite and are not afraid of stuffing ourselves to death."

"Just a little malnourished..."

"Good words"...

"Everyone" will definitely like to hear it!

　8000 today,

　　Ask for a monthly pass.

　　Rush!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)