Stratholme God

Chapter 282 The Birth of a Saint (False) (2 more)
MacDonald turned his head and saw Vereesa coming back just in time.

"Vereesa, am I handsome?"

At this moment, Vereesa's silver hair was scattered behind her shoulders, and the intense 'talk' with her second sister made her sweat a lot, causing a few messy strands of hair to stick to her face, and a strand of hair slanted across her forehead The eyes added a bit of mystery to her otherwise handsome face. Under the hair, half of the eyes were full at this moment, almost overflowing with water.

"Yeah." It was the sound of a mosquito humming.

Someone in Mai swore that Vereesa's face was something he had never seen before.

Her silver hair always gave the subconscious a mysterious and glamorous feeling. At this time, she was like ice turning into water. She was so soft and charming that he was amazed, and he was even a little excited.

"I just heard that you have made a [Christmas]?" Vereesa said softly.

"Ah."

"Does it mean the birth of a saint?"

It was as if an illusory thunderbolt hit Macdonald hard on the head.

Hey!
Play off!
Young master, I have been poisoned by foreign festivals for so long that I almost forgot, where is the 'holy' in this world of Azeroth! ?
For a moment, McDonald felt that he was a fool: "This is actually..."

"It's okay, we both understand!"

Wait, what do you know?
McDonnell had no idea what the "Labor Law" had brought him.

At this very moment, Alleria and Lor'themar were sitting opposite each other in the Prime Minister's Office, and what was in front of them was McDonald's new labor law.

Alleria smiled wryly: "I'm still wondering, what kind of saint is born this Christmas? Azeroth has only had the Winter Veil Festival."

冬幕节是每年12月16日开始，到明年1月2日结束，持续17天左右。

Lor'themar stroked every common font in the labor law, his eyes full of admiration.

"Based on this labor law, the lord has to call himself a [sage], at least I agree. Alas, this is ridiculous. More than 60 refugees have piled up in the west of Stratholme Territory. Barthilas and I and a group of internal affairs Officer, I couldn't figure out how to solve it. After the lord returned, the "Labor Law" settled this precarious situation. I must admit that I am not as good as him—whether in courage or wisdom."

Alleria: "How?"

"There are too many refugees! Refugees cannot be given food to complete relief. They need shelter from the cold, firewood for heating, food and drinking water. These are the most basic living needs. I checked the Kingdom of Lordaeron According to the historical data, when encountering natural disasters in the past, the lords and local officials can provide food to the refugees, which has been called a benevolent monarch.”

Alleria nodded, it would be good if the refugees survived, it's hard to take care of so many things.

Those who died on the way to flee for various reasons will be attributed to bad luck.

Lor'themar looked up to the sky and sighed, and he began to narrate continuously:
"Even refugees have different needs. Such as medical care, clothing needs, diverse food needs, etc. On top of this, there are spiritual needs, such as the recognition of self-worth. In the face of natural disasters, these Additional needs are often ignored by the lords. It’s not that they don’t want to do it, but that they can’t do it.”

"From the beginning to the end of the Second Dark Portal War, I took over this position. I desperately opened up the territory, developed every mine, and reclaimed every land that could be farmed. However, the territory of Stratholme Territory, for With a population of more than 200 million, or almost 300 million, it is still too small."

"I worked my best to increase the number of jobs to about 50. There is no way, the territory has only so many resources available, but it has to feed the refugees in Stormwind, Alterac, and most of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. For a year, Barthilas was bald."

Alleria understood: "If you have a job, you can earn money, and if you have money, you can exchange for other necessities of life."

"Yes! The factories in the territory, especially the military factories, are now on a 12-hour working day, with two shifts of workers a day. The Lord's "Labor Law" is equivalent to requiring at least three shifts of workers. At least 25 more labor positions will be created at once. .This means that at least 100 million people have gained an economic foundation. The Lord’s vision is too long-term. He not only looks at the current 60 refugees, but also sees the crisis of more refugee influx.”

Alleria gasped.

25 jobs, plus the families behind them, as well as a series of supporting facilities such as housing and clothing.

It is no exaggeration to say "there are countless living people" to McDonald.

All is well, the only problem is - money!

Who would dare to do this if McDonald, who is not the Duke, is willing to make the decision?

As far as the garbage productivity of this era is concerned, I will destroy myself every minute.

But does it matter?
unimportant!
Like a magic trick, McDonald took out N boxes of gold coins from the vault.Careful internal affairs officials have already discovered that a lot of money came from Dalaran, because the coins there contain trace elements of remnants, even in the dark, they will emit a gleam of elements.

God knows what py deal their lord made with Dalaran.

That's not what the Home Affairs Officer should be asking.

The boss makes the decision, and the younger brother works.

On December 12, a large number of refugees gathered in Darrow County suddenly heard the Holy Voice.

"The Duke of Stratholme has returned! His Excellency the Duke announced that the Labor Law will be implemented..."

Refugees do not understand the above content.

What they understand is that the factories that were not recruiting people before are recruiting again. Not only that, but also reducing the working hours.At the same time, workers who were still working in the factory were told that their working hours would be reduced but their wages would not be reduced.

A large number of refugees were taken away by the managers of various factories. Every time a refugee left, a group of people were brought along with their families.

At the same time, the Stratholme soldiers who were on the expedition suddenly learned of the news of the lord's return. Also, the [Soldier Expedition Subsidy] appeared for the first time on the continent of Azeroth.

On the 25th, when the news spread throughout the territory, all the soldiers and civilians in Stratholme shouted in unison.

"Saint MacDonald Stratholme!"

Early in the morning, McDonald, who was about to sleep in, was startled by the loud cheers and fell off the bed.

Wearing a nightgown, she walked to the bedroom window, and as soon as she opened the window, she was immediately shivered by the cold wind.

There is a fireplace in his bedroom for heating, and the windows are naturally cold.

"The lord has come out!" Someone shouted, and the cheers of the soldiers and the people immediately increased by an octave, and the voice went straight into the sky.

"Long live St. MacDonald—"

McDonald was embarrassed.

Maybe you don't believe me, but I just want to lose money quickly.Your benefits are really just incidental!
"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me! Valeera! Are you awake, my lord?"

"what's up?"

"No, we all discussed it and adopted your design, Master. Today, we will wear special clothes throughout the day to increase the festive atmosphere."

Ten minutes later, McDonnell looked at the three Windrunner sisters, Liadrin and Valeera, each of them was wearing a fire red flannelette jacket, a top and a small skirt, and a Christmas girl outfit with white stockings...

Tears flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)