Otherworldly Lord

Pipi Beast also became interested in sweet potatoes.

When the sweet potatoes matured again, these white dumplings suddenly appeared on the edge of the field. Their chubby figures did not hinder their movement at all. They jumped up neatly and ran towards the sweet potatoes standing in the field.

The green vines and leaves of the sweet potato were drawn over immediately, and the nearest white dumplings were immediately blown away, rolling up into the air like gnocchi, and the other dumplings continued to rush towards the sweet potato without stopping!

Pippi Beast's movements are too agile, except at the beginning, the sweet potato fine vine's attack failed at least seven or eight times out of ten, the white ball roared and rushed to the sweet potato, and jumped onto the sweet potato in a few strokes, small in size , flexible movements, the sweet potato vines that once made Song Mo and the people of Greenland turn pale, are almost a decoration in front of them.

Pipi Beast climbed onto the sweet potato, opened its mouth and began to chew.The taste of sweet potatoes is very sweet, and these little things can't stop eating.

Sweet Potato got angry, regardless of Sanqi 21, Xiteng directly greeted Pippi Beast.The Pippi beast jumped away, the sweet potato was entangled by its own thin vines, tightened, and suddenly fell apart...

The men of Greeland, who were all dressed up and preparing for a bloody battle, burst into tears.

They are definitely not envious or jealous of these dumplings, they are just weeping with joy, yes, weeping with joy!Don't need to be pumped... But Temati, the potatoes before, the sweet potatoes now, did they lose to these white hairy balls covered in meat? !

The efficiency of the Pippi beasts is astonishing. In less than four hours, all the sweet potatoes in the field were killed by themselves, and occasionally they were accidentally injured by other sweet potato vines. In short, Pippi beasts VS sweet potatoes, Pippi beasts won!

The sugar cane gathered at the edge of the field found that they were useless, and they didn't even have any interest in attracting people, so they lined up and left.

After the sweet potatoes were harvested, the Pipi beasts who had been working for several hours had their stomachs rounded, and their four short legs couldn't touch the ground at all, and they turned into balls.

Song Mo walked to the side of the sweet potato mountain piled up by the fur beasts, picked up a dumpling lying on its stomach to digest food, rubbed it, and scratched the little thing's chin. Once the fur beasts were full, they became very docile. Song Mo scratched it, but it didn't get annoyed. It looked at Song Mo with wet eyes. Even the lord, who only loves gold coins, was so cute that his heart trembled.

"I am full?"

Pippi Beast burped.

Song Mo rubbed it a few more times, then put the Pipi beast down, and told the leaders to send the sweet potatoes harvested by the Pipi beast to the warehouse.As for these furry beasts that couldn't walk, they were naturally handed over to Old White to take care of them.

Pipi beasts have a strong reproductive ability, coupled with the careful care of old White, the number has grown from a dozen to more than 30.The area enclosed by the fence is no longer enough for so many balls to live in. Old White asked the housekeeper for instructions, and then enclosed another area less than 50 meters away from the potato field, and moved some of the fur beasts there. His grandson White Jr. and several other children are looked after.Now, these dumplings may have to move again.As soon as Song Mo opened his mouth, Old White built a fence around the sweet potato field that day.

Song Mo breathed a sigh of relief, sweet potatoes don't have to worry anymore.However, turning his head to look at the taro field that was still motionless, Song Mo licked his lips, feeling that these guys would not be safe either.

Didn't it mean that the big bosses are usually the last to appear?

Words that are more cruel than potatoes and sweet potatoes... Song Mo said that it is impossible to imagine.He didn't know whether to look forward to the day when the taro ripens as soon as possible, or hope that these guys will continue to be unknown like this.

Lord Song looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle full of sadness, and sighed helplessly.

Since the school was completed and Homa took office, Song Mo strictly stipulated that every school-age child in Gerryland must go to school!

As for the age range, the Lord swiped his pen, down to six years old, up to 16 years old!

So, every day, you can see a bunch of radish heads of different heights, carrying a schoolbag designed by the lord, and wearing the school uniform given out by the lord for free, walking across the field and entering the school.

At the beginning, the children were not very motivated to go to school. It was not for fun, but for wasting their work time.There were even a few 16-year-olds who tried to lie about their age, skipped going to school, and learned blacksmithing directly from Ed and other blacksmiths.

Song Mo frowned, the child didn't want to go to school, how could this happen?

In the end, it was the old John who pulled back Song Mo, who was about to get into trouble, "Your lord, you are 16 years old, you can already be considered an adult." The old housekeeper said: "You can ask them to go to school, but you can't force them too much. .”

"Forcing?" Song Mo looked at Old John in surprise, "But I did it for the children's sake."

"My lord, your starting point is good, but you can't blindly ask other people to follow your every step. They are your subjects, and it's only natural for them to obey your orders, but they also have their own ideas. Do you think this The thing is for their own good and can help them live a better life, but are you sure everyone thinks so?" Old John paused before continuing: "Just like the few children who wanted to lie about their age before, One of them, like Little White, lost his parents, and only had a grandmother with limited mobility. He was the main labor force in the family, working as an apprentice blacksmith, or farming, which could ensure that he and his grandmother had enough to eat, but he spent a whole day If he doesn't study, he won't be able to work, do you think he will think this is a good thing?"

"..."

Old John's words were meaningful, and Song Mo began to reflect on himself, was he a little too self-righteous?He thinks that receiving education is a must. Maybe the people don't think so?

"Housekeeper, I...Did I do something wrong?"

"No, you are not wrong." Old John looked at Song Mo kindly, and even touched the top of Song Mo's hair with his hands. For a housekeeper, this was a very outrageous behavior, but Song Mo obviously didn't care. Old John's hand made him feel warm, "You have done everything a lord can do for the people. You have fed and clothed everyone, and you have given everyone hope to live, so no one will say that you Wrong. If anyone dared to say that, he would be beaten so badly that his mother would not recognize it."

"Housekeeper..." Your old man burst into foul language...

"However, in this matter about the school, I still suggest that you consider some of the older children. I hope you can agree with their choices. In fact, becoming an apprentice blacksmith is not only in Greeland, but in the whole film. The Bright Continent is a good way out for ordinary boys. What do you think?"

Song Mo was silent for a while, then nodded.

Indeed, he must admit that at the age of 16, he can already decide what to do and what to do.He should not impose his will on them.They are not NPCs in the game, they are real people!

Besides, besides regular schools, aren't there also vocational and technical schools?

As Old John said, all walks of life need talents. Since these children have found their own way out, he should not hinder them, but should help them as much as possible.

Thinking of this, Song Mo shuddered, saying that there must be no such thing as arbitrariness!There must be absolutely no such thing as alienation from the masses!There is also a former killer in the territory who specializes in catching the little braids of the nobles, waiting to be stabbed. Don't be careless!

The next day, Song Mo went to the school in person, sat in the classroom, and had a meaningful conversation with the children in the territory.

There are less than [-] aborigines in Greenland, and the number of children sitting in the classroom is less than sixty. The life of the people in Greenland was not good before, and even if they had children, they might not be able to support them.But it's different now. The lord firmly believes that sooner or later, every classroom in this school will be full!

The children were having recess meals, and the school provided each child with a recess meal and a lunch for free. Although it was just bread and potatoes, with occasional slices of barbecue, the children were pleasantly surprised.This kind of "eating rice" made the children very uneasy at first. They just eat rice without working or paying any labor. This is simply too...

The children's parents also found the housekeeper Old John, hoping to allow themselves to do more work to pay for the children's behavior of "eating rice".

The butler shook his head, "This is the Lord Lord's request and an order."

command?

The lords were silent, but the red eyes made the corners of Old John's lips twitch. The lord probably didn't do this to get everyone's gratitude, but it is often this kind of behavior without intention, but always It is an unexpected harvest.

There is no one who does not love their children. They may not have enough food and clothing, but they always hope that their children will live better.

The children who came home from school were strictly taught by their parents: "You must be loyal to the lord! Study hard and make progress every day! Otherwise, you will be served with a slap in the face!"

While talking, the slaps were already crackling. No matter if it is a boy or a girl, they are already used to slapping their parents. Whether it is men's and women's singles or mixed doubles, it is a trivial matter.After the slap is over, I lift my pants, wash my hands, and eat!

Even Song Mo Grilland, who hadn't changed the core, was educated by the old Grilland in this way.

All Gerryland men and women who can grow up in such a "harsh" environment are not generally strong in their ability to resist blows.

So, things like regional culture and tough folk customs all have their origins.

The conversation between Song Mo and the children lasted all morning, during which Homa, who was preempted from class, did not express any objection.He watched Song Mo write "My Ideal" on the blackboard made of wood, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Ideal, when he was a child, what was his ideal?

It seems that it is not murder...

Song Mo didn't care what the former killer was thinking. After explaining what ideals are, let the children start to speak one by one according to their age. Write down the four characters of "career planning".

After finishing writing, clap your hands, "Children, it is not enough to have ideals, how to realize ideals is the most important thing! There is no road ahead, you can step on the road step by step and step out by yourself! It doesn't matter if there are obstacles on the road, stones , just kick it away, and thorns, just cut it off! Remember, you are Greenlanders, Greenlanders, and you will never give up!"

As soon as Song Mo finished speaking, the children in the classroom were all excited.

Immediately afterwards, Song Mo changed his voice, "I know that everyone has a very clear position for their future, but I also hope that everyone understands that no matter what you do, knowledge is essential. For example, Little Jack , you want to be an apprentice blacksmith, don't you?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Your idea is very good. I asked Ed, and he also said that you are a smart kid who is willing to endure hardship."

"Lord Lord..."

"However, you also need to know," Song Mo paused, looking at little Jack and the other children, "Greeland's blacksmiths are not just able to swing a hammer, everything will be fine. You have also seen that , Your fathers and elders, how sophisticated the weapons are now, just like this gun in my hand." Song Mo held up the imitation May [-]th pistol in his hand, "Do you know how many parts are needed to make this gun? What is the specification of each part? How does it need to be built?"

The children shook their heads blankly.

"To make this gun, you must first know how to read the blueprints, and you must be able to understand the numbers and simple instructions marked on the blueprints." Song Mo smiled, "You don't have to make beautiful poems, and you don't have to learn the so-called Elegant etiquette, but everyone must learn to read and write, learn to calculate, understand blueprints, do calculations, and learn how to behave in the world. This is the purpose of my asking you to come to school to learn. Your future is definitely not It will be confined to the size of Greenland, I assure you! Do you all understand?"

"Understood!"

The children's voices were loud and tidy. Song Mo nodded in satisfaction and said, "Next, everyone can write down their ideals and career plans and give them to Teacher Huoma."

Huoma suddenly heard Song Mo mentioning himself, and turned his head in surprise, "Me?"

"Of course, you are their teacher." Song Mo said confidently: "Starting tomorrow, every morning, arrange for these children to study culture, reading and writing, plus simple arithmetic. In the afternoon, according to their career plans, Give them practical lessons."

"practice course?"

"Yes, those who want to be blacksmith apprentices, send them to the blacksmith shop; those who want to farm, arrange them to go to different fields; those who want to farm, just happen to have a farm, and they are in need of manpower, and want to be soldiers Yes, I will let Jason lead the people, as for those who want to be magicians, I have to trouble you to worry about it."

In this way, the children can not only acquire knowledge, but also earn money to supplement their families, without delay.

Song Mo finished speaking in one breath without taking a breath.Homa heard cold sweat on his forehead, so much work, he has to do it all by himself?

"Ah, I just missed out, there are still people who want to be architects, right?"

Immediately two children raised their hands.

"Well, most of the gnomes are not here. I will arrange for the goblins to teach you. They are digging soil and building walls at the border of the territory. You can just try it yourself. If you want to pay, the goblins will pay you directly."

"Long live the lord!"

All the children cheered, and Song Mo added, "Don't be too happy, the premise of this is that you can write down what you are going to do, otherwise, there is no need to talk about it, you know?"

As soon as the words fell, a few children immediately bit their pens with sad faces, and the children sitting next to them winked, telling you not to study hard, you should!

After Song Mo arranged everything, he turned and left the classroom.He also had to go to the blacksmith shop, and discuss arrangements with Old John.Huoma came out with him. Song Mo thought that Huoma was going to see him off, but just as he was about to say you're welcome, Huoma suddenly said, "You are a strange person."

"what?"

"I have seen many nobles, but I have never seen one like you."

"You mean I'm not aristocratic? Indeed, my housekeeper often said the same, saying that I don't have aristocratic demeanor." Song Mo curled his lips, can aristocratic demeanor be eaten?Look at Nelson, he is very good, isn't he on his own now?

"You really don't have any aristocratic demeanor." Homa paused, "But you are more like a nobleman than any nobleman."

Song Mo was a little dazed by Homa, but after saying this, he turned around and left. He wanted to ask questions, but he couldn't ask.But... the lord touched his nose, this former Mr. Assassin should be praising him, right?

Thinking of this, the lord suddenly had a feeling of elation. Sure enough, all the hardships and sorrows before were just foreshadowing. From now on, he will show his domineering sideways!

With his hands behind his back and humming a ditty, the lord walked out of the school with three steps and three shakes. The old John who was waiting outside the school frowned when he saw Song Mo like this.

Seeing the butler's frown that could kill a fly, Lord Song stopped cooking immediately.

Domineering side leakage or something, in front of the housekeeper, it's all floating clouds...

Seeing that Song Mo was standing upright, Old John said, "My lord, the goblin brought back news from Cali City, as well as a letter from Harold."

Song Mo's eyes lit up immediately.

At the same time, Harold and others in Cali City have reached a preliminary agreement with the consul Naton Josh. Naton bought five improved catapults from Harold almost at any cost. .

"Harold, can't you sell me the manufacturing method?" Naton still didn't give up. He studied the catapult model he bought, and this catapult was far better than the existing ones.Unlike Pan Wei who was killed by Cyvans, he didn't have a dwarf in his hands. Even if there was a model, human craftsmen couldn't completely imitate a catapult for him. What's more, the catapult sold to him by the goblin deliberately removed one Once the important components are disassembled, it is difficult to reassemble them. Humans do not have dwarf-like hands.

"This is not something I can decide, Your Excellency the Consul." Harold gracefully held the wine glass and swirled the bright red liquid in the glass. This was specially used by Naton to entertain him, and it was brewed by elves. Wine, having drank the wine produced in Gerryland, Harold is completely indifferent to this kind of wine. As the lord said, is it difficult to change from luxury to frugality?

"Is it really not possible? I can increase the price by another [-]%."

"I'm a businessman, Your Excellency." Harold put down his wine glass, "You know that businessmen are all about profit. I'm really tempted by so many gold coins."

"So……"

"Unfortunately, I do not have this right, and I do not have the blueprint of this weapon in my hand."

"That's it." Naton was obviously disappointed, "It's a pity."

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Harold suddenly lowered his voice, "However, if you are willing to buy a few more catapults and order some bows and crossbows, I can make the decision and let you see what you can do on this matter." The one who calls the shots."

Harold's words made Naton sign another order without hesitation.

Naton's straightforwardness made Harold very happy. It seemed that the Consul was really merciless when spending other people's money.He can be sure that the money for buying weapons is probably the tax revenue of Cary City this year. When he empties all these gold coins, Naton will have to find another way if he wants to pay the tax collector sent by the king.

The most direct way is to collect taxes again.

Harold took over the contract, saw the numbers on it, and smiled very satisfied, "Your Excellency the Consul, don't worry, what I promised you will be done for you!"

Harold got what he wanted, got up and left, and Naton specially arranged a carriage for him.

Walking out of the Consul's mansion and boarding the carriage, Harold glanced back at the tall buildings that were gradually being covered by the night, and curled his lips.I don't know where the lord got the news, but he was able to get a clear picture of the consul's character and actions.

True, he was capable of governing, but otherwise ridiculously impulsive.

This is the so-called lame talent?

Thinking of this, Harold laughed out loud.However, seeing this order, the lord should be happy, right?

While laughing, Harold looked out through the window of the carriage. A group of cavalry passed by the carriage. After seeing the costumes of the knights clearly, the smile on Harold's face disappeared.

Church Knights?

What are they doing in Cary City?