Son of the Olden Days

"The swamp...can provide food? Do you mean hunting?" Lizardman Steinter was very puzzled. The swamp represented the word danger in the adventurer's dictionary, but he had never heard of food found in the swamp.

"No, a sentence or two can't be said clearly, then you will know."

"In short, I chose this place as the starting point for the construction of the territory because it has the convenience of wood and stone. In the early stage, it is not realistic and troublesome to buy materials from other territories to feed and mobilize the people."

"Moreover, in the process of obtaining wood and stone, it can also give the leaders a strong sense of participation, so that they can gradually integrate into the territory construction." Sol explained to several companions.

After listening to Thor's idea, the team members thought about it for a while, and they all thought it was good here, so they nodded one after another.

"Who is the manager of your place? For example, the village chief or the guardian." Sol held the torch and walked to the crowd on the square, while Stant and Diller carried the torch and walked around behind the crowd. Stand at each corner.

This concealed encirclement situation made the people on the square a little panic, not to mention that Stanter and Diller were obviously two aliens. In the perception of these ordinary civilians, alien races have always been bad things, such as the goblins and orcs around this village.

"My lord, our population is weak here, and there are no formal managers. I have always been responsible for coordinating some small things in the village." A middle-aged man with short hair and a beard, and a fairly strong figure, came out of the crowd. Came out.

"Name?" Saul glanced at him roughly, then asked.

"I am Tarrens, no surname, my lord, I am a hunter in the village," the man replied.

Judging from the old leather armor on the man, he is considered to be the main combat power in this village, and the only first-tier in the entire small village, which is enough to see the risk tolerance of this small village.

A major disaster may have disappeared from the map, and the reason why the goblins did not completely conquer this place, or kill them all, is because they want to raise these humans in captivity and harvest them every once in a while.

After all, human beings' farming and planting techniques, cobbler sewing, smelting and other means of survival have always had a good market in many alien races with low overall intelligence.

Looking away from Tarrens, Sol swept across the people in the square one by one. The people being watched bowed their heads a little nervously, not daring to look at Sol.

"I'm Saul Drake, and my companions and I came here to ruin your lives." Saul put one hand on his chest, and the other spread out in the air, in a relaxed tone like Talking about trivial things.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the square raised their heads, the expressions on their faces a little frightened.

Sol smiled slightly.

"Destroy your old, humble, hard life."

Hearing Saul's words, everyone in the square was shocked.

Thor then waved his hand.

"I am not a savior, or if necessary, I am actually more willing to be a predator, well, like the goblins who often embarrass you. Because the way of plundering means directness, efficiency, and whatever you want."

"Next, each of you has three choices."

"First, you can take up swords and sticks to resist, and then I will kill you myself." Thor drew his sword and danced in the air.

"Second, you do not resist, but you do not approve of my coming. Then I will give you freedom and let you leave here. As for you want to go to other territories, or fend for yourself in the wilderness, that is your own life. ."

"Third, starting from today, become my leader and build a new territory with me. Relatively, I will give you corresponding shelter. Goblins will kill goblins when they come, and orcs will kill orcs when they come."

"In addition, according to your contribution to the territory, I will give you food, wealth, and a peaceful and stable life. Let you no longer go hungry and suffer, and raise your head to stand straighter."

When Sol finished speaking, everyone in the square fell into an uproar and began to whisper.

Let them discuss each for a while.

"How to choose, is there an answer?" Sol raised his hand to calm everyone's discussion.

"My lord, after becoming your leader, as long as you are willing to do things, you will be able to eat from now on?" A twelve or three-year-old, half-size teenager in the crowd suddenly courageously asked a question. ...Some bitter and humble questions.

Judging from his slender face, this teenager is obviously in a growing period, just when he can grow his body. It's just that the lack of the surrounding living environment keeps him hungry for a long time, so at this moment, "feeding" has become the first order in his life.

Right now, this poor little village, although it hasn't reached the level of cannibalism during the famine in Grayscreen Town, is obviously never surplus in terms of food, and it is already very difficult to survive.

Saul stretched out his hand and brushed it in front of him.

"Oh!" everyone in the square exclaimed.

Bags of wheat ears, chunks of bacon, all kinds of beans and grains, and even a bucket of wine were placed in a row in front of Sol. I don't know if the people are amazed by the food itself, or this miraculous appearance out of thin air.

Then Sol was holding a heavy money bag and squeezed it in his hand, smiled and pulled the rope at the mouth of the bag, just grabbed the bottom of the bag and turned upside down. The shiny coins rolled all over the floor like rain, but no one Dare to pick it up.

"I am willing! No, we are willing, Lord Lord!" I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and the next moment it moved a lot, and everyone in the square also said.

This scene surprised Saul a little bit. He didn't expect that the acceptance of these people would be so easy. This made Thor have no chance to say many of the things that Saul prepared in advance.

The eagerness and urgency can be clearly seen on almost everyone's face, but Sol knows that it has nothing to do with his own personal charm, just because they have traveled too long in the suffering.

Speaking of which is a kind of sadness.

Just for a small amount of food and money, these people are willing to give up their status as free citizens.

"Very well, since you are willing to respect me as a lord, then from this moment on, you are my official leaders."

"I have to tell you some things in advance. I may be a cold person, but I will also be a relatively fair person. You will gradually understand these in the future."

"The first thing you have to understand now is that the construction of the territory is not only for me, but also for yourself. Because you will still live here in the future and enjoy everything in the territory, and whatever qualities you can achieve in your future life will be done by your hands. create."

"What I want to say next is that the meritorious service system will be temporarily implemented in the early stage of territorial construction in the future. This will be closely related to your life and quality of life. I hope you will pay attention to it and strictly abide by it."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Thor set the first entry of the territory, but the faces of the people below were all ignorant expressions, and Thor patiently explained again.

"The merit system comes from the ancient kingdom, and the king will enshrine knights based on people's merits, and even give higher titles and estates afterwards, and enjoy higher treatment in the kingdom. Of course, these have little to do with you."

"The reason why I implemented the meritorious service in the territory is to facilitate the early management of the territory."

"What do you usually participate in, how much hard work you have put in, the merit system will be displayed in an open and public manner, and you can understand it at a glance. You can also understand what you or others have made for the construction of the territory."

"On the other hand, in the initial stage of the construction of the territory, if your remuneration is settled in currency, it will be of little practical use in your hands."

"Because there is no place for consumption for the time being, and you cannot go through the dark wilderness and go to other territories to trade. That would be too dangerous and too troublesome. So I will provide you with enough supplies in the initial stage, and you will use your own To redeem his merits."

"At least in this territory, your merits can be exchanged for almost everything related to life."

"Of course, these are only temporary. When the territory is expanded in the future, more people join in, and the local market is established accordingly, those who need money can then exchange their merits for corresponding wealth."

"Can you understand these? Is there any problem?" Sol asked the crowd.

"Lord Lord, do you mean that we will have a market here? More people will come?" A female leader asked incredulously. It seems that even though living in hardship, the market is still the focus of women's attention. Focus.

Thor laughed when she heard her question.

"Yes, in fact, it is not just a market. In the future, there will be a dense flow of people and business people. This is no longer just a village, but will gradually become a small town, a city, and eventually the entire continent will know this. You will see that day soon." Sol replied.

The crowd below quickly fell into a bigger discussion, but there was no objection, and everyone's eyes were filled with expectations and yearning for future life. They had traveled too long in the difficult situation.

Sol's goal has almost been achieved. If the Meritorious System is implemented in other mature territories, it is likely to hinder many obstacles and even cause a lot of backlashes, but this problem will not exist in the new territories.

The merits of the meritorious service system are many. The initial demographic information statistics and mastery serve as a temporary currency to make the territory's funds more abundant. The method of public disclosure can also stimulate the enthusiasm of the citizens for construction.

The most important thing is that in the later period, the merit system can effectively curb the loss of population, because the merits of one's merits are useless and worthless to go to other territories. Many people may finally dispel the idea of ​​leaving their territory because of this.

It is not difficult to increase the adhesion of merit, as long as the exchange value of merit is higher than currency.

From the perspective of territorial management, in the future, Sol only needs to say a word, and the restless elements in the territories will have nothing in an instant. Then, as long as he cancels all of his merits, it will be over, which is more efficient than copying a home.

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