I traveled through time and became the Lord of Natural Disaster

Chapter 122 Chill
Discussions on the forum are also a bit intense. Although there have been no conflicts among the churches recently, it can be seen that the patrols of the Church of War are becoming more and more slack.

Because food prices in the city have risen, and because they can no longer receive free food, everyone will go to church to find a way.

Of course, the nobles in the city also began to recruit farmers in large numbers to reclaim the land.

There seems to be a delicate balance in Tana City. In short, everyone doesn't have to worry about food.

Mu Shang: I thought that many people would starve to death, but the church really helped.

Good man with a knife: It cannot be said that it is all the function of the church. There is no shortage of food in Tana City. The nobles can’t sell it for a good price by hoarding food. After all, if there is a shortage of food in the capital, at least one or two must be needed. In a month's time, how could these nobles last so long.

Lolita: In short, it will be cheaper to eat cakes in the future. Mengmeng and Mengmeng will not increase the price again, (*^▽^*)
Zhu Guli: It shows that I can't afford cakes, and I can't afford to eat them in the game. The heart of gratitude (`) is better than my heart
Kindergarten: It seems that there are fewer people in the entire factory area. It is said that many nobles want to cultivate farms. Those farms can be harvested by machinery, but they cannot be planted by machinery at present.I feel that in the future we don't have to cut down the trees ourselves, we can just harvest them.

Elder Zhongshan to Kindergarten: Thank you for the news. We have finished the kiln today, and we expect to produce the first pot of qualified charcoal tomorrow.

A Good Man with a Knife to Old Man Zhong Shan: Give you a thumbs up

Old Six: That is to say, there are a lot fewer factories in the factory area?
Yunxiao to Lao Liu: This is the case at present. Fred told me that some factories are mainly sold to reclaim manors, and he is going to take over a paint factory.

The sixth child to Yunxiao: Boss, do you want to invest money to build a fertilizer factory?

Elder Zhong Shan: Not to mention, the farms here really don’t use chemical fertilizers. I said they don’t know about using plant ash, let alone soaking beans to make nitrogen fertilizer.If you can really make it, I think you can.

Chen Zhi didn't know what Liu Zi was thinking, but he actually wanted to do business.

Is he already dissatisfied with the fact that he is paid every day to test the screenshot function?

It seems that this work will still be handed over to Mengxin in the future, for example, each person tests a book and the like.

Fortunately, there are not many books that need to be photographed now. This job does not need to be done by Liu Zi every day. He only needs to find time to take pictures of newly published books and newspapers.

In the game, several jet-lag parties who turned day and night with other players were patrolling outside the coking plant.

There is no need for them to worry about the farm, because there are already some serfs hired to guard the farm.

But the coking plant is not good. Not only do people need to patrol here, but they also need to be on duty to guard the kiln.

The current kiln is improved on the basis of the original one. It can not only burn charcoal, but also burn bricks. The bricks can be used to build more kilns and steel factories.

In short, the player's idea is very simple, that is, to make steel and then expand production.

The two players looked at the kiln, wandering around absent-mindedly, because they had to stuff the charcoal, as long as there was still smoke coming out of the chimney, the actual work of the two was very boring.

So one of the players said very leisurely: "Why don't we stop patrolling, there are no people around here, we might as well sharpen the axe, they will need it tomorrow."

In the distance from the kiln, two psychics looked at each other and walked towards the coking plant.

Where there are people, there will naturally be food and money.

Especially the manors of the nobles, even if they are dilapidated, it is definitely enough for the two sisters to find a good house in the city and hide for a few months.

Those who were hunted down had no money at all. As believers of Death God, they had escaped to Tana City a few times before, so it was not a problem.

The nobles didn't even know that their things were lost.

"I asked the souls here. This area has just been developed. I don't know what happened recently. Many nobles are reclaiming wasteland around Tana City." The psychic wants to get information, and he doesn't even need to go outside to inquire. information.

As long as you ask those souls where no one is there, there will always be an answer.

The two sneaked to the vicinity of the house. The people here should all be serfs in the manor, and everyone was sleeping deeply, without even making a sound.

If not for everyone's faint breathing, they would have thought the serfs were dead.

Even Rita, who was walking in front, accidentally made a sound, but no one moved.

It seems that these serfs are really tired during the day, these black-hearted nobles, in short, oppress these poor people like this.

Rita, who was walking behind, still remembered that when the two of them came to Tana City the year before last, many serfs died in the manor they left. It was because the manor owner suspected that the serfs had stolen his things, so he starved them to death. .

I really don't understand how the nobles here are so evil, don't they know about creatures like evil spirits?

These corpses were never burned after death. Once an evil spirit appeared... Rita shivered and leaned towards her sister.

The sound of sharpening the knife was quite conspicuous at night, and the two players were getting more and more energetic, as if they had endless strength.

There was even a player who tried it after grinding to see how well he chopped wood.

Of course, the consequence was that he gave himself a sudden blow in the dark night, his stomach was ripped apart, and he was about to disappear.

"Ah!" Rita happened to see this scene, and she felt that the person in front of her must be crazy, otherwise she wouldn't have chopped herself.

Is it possessed by evil spirits?

The player who was sharpening the ax was also stunned, and opened his mouth: "I Zhuo, what are you doing, Gou? Self-mutilation? Doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt that much, but I feel like I'm going to die soon." The player who spoke didn't forget to stuff his intestines in his stomach, "Do you think it's okay if I sew?"

"It's the first time I've heard that someone cut down a tree to kill himself." Ah Mao began to stuff intestines into his good brother's stomach, and then looked around to see if there was anything that could stop the bleeding.

But where in this ghost place is there anything that can stop the bleeding?
He even heard some strange voices, like women's voices.

No, can there be ghosts in this game?

He knew that those players who were lying down were all on the online market during the day, and it was absolutely impossible for a female player to stand up suddenly and see this situation.

Looking at his good brother lying on the ground, he felt a chill for no reason.

(End of this chapter)