After becoming an animal, I also have to farm

Life was peaceful and stable until May, when Lin Miao's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.

During this period, what she worried about most was the Black Death, which would suddenly come towards her like a sword with a broken string.

This main god system is really bad. It's like telling a death row prisoner in advance that he will die this year, but not telling you the exact time.

I can only live in fear every day, worrying whether my mission will fail.

But Lin Miao is not someone who will sit and wait for death. She is very busy every day. Not only does she have to regularly convene meetings of the witches in the manor, but she also has to appease the refugees who keep coming.

Yes, that's right, because King Fran is going to marry another princess.

But the treasury was empty and could no longer support him in organizing a grand national wedding, so he turned his attention to the manor lords of the empire.

Some eastern and central manors closer to the empire were completely seized by King Fran for various reasons.

The lord of the manor was torn into pieces by five horses, and all the property in the manor was handed over to the national treasury.

Many farm servants, worried about the confiscation of their lives and the lack of food, took advantage of the chaos and fled westward overnight.

Because Lin Miao's manor has a good reputation in the west, although the dragon lord often steals, the witch who manages the manor is still very upright.

The lords of the nearby manors would come every now and then to do business with the witches.

It’s not a special business, it’s just bartering for food or something.

The witches knew that Lin Miao had to eat a lot of animals and also provide extra meals for the cats, so they exchanged food for livestock with the surrounding lords.

As for the shrewd lords who asked to use money to buy food, the witches simply rolled their eyes at them and treated them as air.

The great Dragon Lord had told them long ago that in the current politically chaotic French land, money is pure bullshit.

Barter is still the most practical way. If that doesn't work, exchanging it for gold is also a possible option.

But the golden witches collected little, only two or three tenths, and mostly asked them for tools, farm implements, various livestock, salt, tea bricks, etc.

As people returned home, they talked about the harmonious coexistence and peaceful life of the servants and witches in the manor, and they talked about it with great relish.

Many escaped serfs knew that there was a manor in the west that was guarded by a dragon but was like a paradise!

For a moment, many fleeing servants headed towards the nearest manors No. 8, No. 7 and No. 1.

The servants who could walk all the way here were not stupid. The reason why they did not stay at the manor in front was simply because the conditions offered by the lords were too poor.

Just like the manor they had stayed in before, the lord only gave them a small amount of legal tender every month and one meal a day.

Even for this, they still need to work at least 12 hours a day, which is like being treated like a beast of burden in a different job.

The serfs thought, since they had come to the West with so much trouble, they might as well crawl to the legendary Dragon Lord's manor to see what it was like. Maybe that place really was paradise!

In this way, more and more serfs came to Lin Miao's manor to seek shelter, and Lin Miao felt mixed emotions.

The good news is that there are more and more laborers in the manor, and basically all the arable land has been reclaimed and utilized, which means there will be more harvest this year.

This also includes the westernmost piece of wasteland that Lin Miao had set his eyes on before. Many overly smart farm servants were thrown there to open up wasteland and cultivate the land.

What worries me is that her reputation as the Dragon Lord is so great now that it has attracted so many people.

The kingdom must have known that there was a dragon lord growing stronger in the west, and Lin Miao was really afraid that the kingdom would send regular troops to deal with him.

But soon, Lin Miao no longer had to worry.

Because Lin Miao learned from the refugees that the Black Death had broken out in the kingdom.

Although this was good news, it also made Lin Miao panic.

The damn Black Death is coming!

Although the outbreak first occurred in the kingdom, there was no way to stop the refugees from bringing the virus here. Doesn't that mean her side will also fall?

Just when Lin Miao was getting extremely anxious and wanted to search the mall to get a pack of masks for all the servants, Eva brought good news.

"Lord Dragon God, Rilla brought a witch with her and said she would definitely be able to help you."

Lin Miao was in the house looking at the kittens and sighing when he heard Eva coming to report.

Hearing that Ella had found a witch who could be very helpful to her, Lin Miao quickly controlled his expression and followed Eva out, intending to meet the two of them.

Walking out of the house, Lin Miao saw Ella, who had grown a lot taller and was driving a horse-drawn carriage, waving to him desperately.

The worried mood was instantly infected by the girl's vitality, and his brows began to relax.

When Ella saw Lin Miao coming out, she jumped off the horse excitedly and pointed at a witch in the open carriage to take credit.

"Lord Dragon God! This is Witch Monlisa. She says she has a way to prevent the Black Death!"

Lin Miao immediately became interested and looked at the old lady sitting in the carriage with a haggard face and a drooping hooked nose.

I felt sad at first, no wonder the witch in the cartoon looked like this, it must be because foreigners age quickly.

When foreigners reach old age, their faces become loose and their high nose bridges droop, forming the vicious image of today's hooked noses and triangular eyes.

However, Lin Miao was not concerned about the face of the witch named Monlisa, but was more concerned about what methods she knew to prevent the Black Death.

After a long process of taking in refugees, Lin Miao finally discovered that if a witch did not get her approval, she would not be able to hear her own voice.

Therefore, the other party certainly couldn't hear the inner complaints just now. Lin Miao asked Eva to help convey his question with a serious face.

Old lady Meng Lisa was very polite. She and Lin Miao first looked at each other, then she smiled kindly and slowly stepped out of the car.

"Oh, dear Lord Dragon God, my name is Monlisa, and I have two treasures to present to you."

Lin Miao felt a little uneasy when he heard that the old lady came prepared and mentioned two benefits right away.

The famous sayings of flower growers have long been popular summaries of experiences such as "No one goes to the temple without a reason, no one gets up early without profit".

Lin Miao didn't believe that the old lady would provide him with benefits voluntarily and for free, so he simply asked Eva to ask her what her request was.

Monlisa didn't expect that the black dragon in front of her was so human and actually guessed the conditions she was going to propose.

She took it a little more seriously and said respectfully,

"Dragon Lord, I have a recipe for curing the Black Death that I can give you, but I need you to agree to one condition."

Lin Miao was very patient with his female compatriots, and seeing that the old lady had no ill intentions, Lin Miao asked Eva to continue helping to inquire about the conditions.

The old lady stretched out her hand and pointed vaguely into the distance, then knelt down and spoke with determination.

"I took in many poor witches on the way here. I hope you can take them with you when you take over the house."

Lin Miao's eyes lit up when he heard the old lady's words, and he immediately opened his heart to Meng Lisa and asked her happily,

"Don't you know how I made my fortune?"

Meng Lisa didn't quite understand what Lin Miao meant, and after a long while she asked a question,

"what?"