Mystery: The Stars Returner

Another ten years passed before the village chief inherited his position as village chief to his son.

The village finally found a road leading to the outside world, and even encountered another village.

That village has abundant products and sufficient food, and every villager can have enough to eat. However, this village has a fatal flaw. There are only a few people in it, less than two hundred people.

The new village chief received the news and considered two possible options. One was to live peacefully with the newly discovered village and choose the barter method of transaction.

The second is to choose to declare war on this new village and seize their wealth and sufficient food.

After some consideration, he decided to choose the second path, because no matter how peaceful they were, the food the new village had could not be given to them for free, and the food was limited and could only feed a certain number of villagers.

After decades of attrition and pent-up anger, their village needed an outlet.

In this way, under the leadership of the second village chief, they relied on their absolute superiority in numbers to defeat the new village and occupy all the wealth in the new village.

Most of the young and middle-aged people in the new village were killed, leaving only the elderly, children, and women.

The second village chief thought about it and decided to treat these people as captured slaves. At the same time, he promulgated a new village rule: as long as any villager in their village defeated other enemies, they could raise them as slaves and let these slaves serve for themselves. Work.

As soon as this village rule came out, the villagers who had no wealth and status and were unbalanced immediately cheered and supported this new village rule.

In the following decades, they discovered several villages one after another. With the wisdom of the second village chief and the blessing of the slave village rules, they successfully annexed these villages.

At this time, there were already tens of thousands of villagers in the village. The people were mixed, plus a lot of captured slaves, making it increasingly difficult to manage.

The second village chief once again showed his wisdom and announced that he would build a big city that could accommodate everyone.

At the same time, he also formulated many new city regulations that were beneficial to maintaining the stability of the city and his own rule.

such as:

The city lord can only be succeeded by someone from their village chief's lineage, and others cannot overstep, otherwise they will be punished with death.

Any villager who owns more than five slaves automatically becomes a slave owner, and they have the power of life and death over these slaves.

Those who were close to the second village chief were named city managers, with a status higher than slave owners and lower than city lords.

As a result, there are only five different classes in the new city.

The city lord at the top, the administrator who assists the city lord in managing the city, the slave owner who owns a large number of slaves, the ordinary villagers who do not have enough slaves, and the slaves with the lowest status.

With the new city rules, the originally shaky group was brought together again. The citizens of the new city were eager to fight several more wars so that they could have enough slaves and become new slave owners.

Slave owners also wanted to plunder enough wealth through war so that they could become managers of the city.

The smallest number of city lords and managers started wars based on the desires of the majority of people.

As decades passed, they occupied many cities, and the individual cities joined together to form a city-state.

The son of the city lord became the leader of the new city-state. He formulated many new rules and orders. At the same time, he thought of a method of divine authority to show that he was the chosen son favored by the gods, thus maintaining the rationality and supremacy of his rule. .

The people who followed and got close to the new leader also gained their own position second only to God in the false myths and legends.

After the city-state stabilized, they started a new round of conquest because they did not want to attack others and would attack themselves when others became stronger.

They were lucky. Hundreds of years of war had passed, and the city-state leaders had changed two or three generations. By the fourth generation of city-state leaders, they had defeated all city-states that dared to oppose them.

At this time, a kingdom beyond the city-state appears, and new rules and order will be brewed accordingly.

They have a new name, law.

……

Hastur completed the story that Professor Wayne had not told in his mind. At this time, a large portion of the potion was digested, leaving only the last part.

He estimated that in another half month, his lawyer's potion would be fully digested.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the number of residents watching nearby not only did not decrease, but also increased.

Because the workers working at the dock heard about the situation here and came to join in the fun with cups of cheap beer.

Professor Wayne has suspended teaching, leaving Professor Folan to answer questions and popularize the new laws recently revised by Loen for the working class.

During this period, some people chose to leave midway because they did not understand, some were filled with questions, some frowned and seemed to have gained something, and only one or two had eyes shining like stars rising from the dark night.

"Do you want to go up and talk?"

Professor Wayne came to Hastur's side, holding a glass of beer given to him by someone unknown.

"I still have a lot to learn, so I won't go up and make a fool of myself." Hastur refused the proposal.

Professor Wayne took a sip of beer and said, "Since you are determined to study the law, sooner or later you will have to go on stage and explain your views to a group of people you don't know."

"Then before that day comes, I need to learn more knowledge to avoid being kicked out of office with stones."

Professor Wayne smiled, looked at the residents of the dock area who listened attentively, and sighed: "Do you think they understand?"

"You have opened a window for them. As for what kind of scenery they see outside the window, that is no longer your responsibility."

"Haha, I can't open a window. The most I can do is draw a window frame in the room. If they want to open the window, they need to work hard on their own."

Professor Wayne said as he finished the large glass of beer, breathed out a breath of alcohol, and said with a smile: "Do you want a glass too?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't get used to the taste of beer."

Professor Wayne looked a little strange and pursed his lips. Hastur did not explain anything.

He simply couldn't get used to the taste of beer, even Southwell beer, which was known as the best in Loen, he couldn't get used to.

It was not because he was born into an aristocracy that he looked down upon the cheap beer that the residents of the dock area drank every day.

He prefers to drink fruit wine, even if it is a little sweet.

After a while, Professor Wayne brought a glass of beer and a plate of sausages from nowhere. The smell of smoke was very strong and had a strong aroma of meat.

"Want some?"

This time, Hastur did not refuse Professor Wayne's kindness.

By the time Professor Foulun finished his lecture and Q&A, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

None of the three of them had eaten dinner yet. The two administrators accompanying the workhouse originally wanted to invite Hastur and the others to try the special delicacies in the dock area, but Professor Wayne refused.

Because he has had enough to drink and eat.

Hastur just counted, Professor Wayne drank three large glasses of beer, and ate four sausages and two slices of toast.

He also had something to eat with Professor Wayne, and was not very hungry. Only Professor Foulun lectured for two hours, making him both thirsty and hungry.

Seeing that Professor Wayne and Hastur had no intention of eating dinner outside, he also felt that the security in a place like the dock area would not be very good at night, so he chose to go back to the workhouse first and then have something to eat.

Back at the workhouse, Hastur looked at his pocket watch, nine-eighteen.

The work and teaching in the workhouse have ended, and the children have returned to their dormitories to rest. The adults who worked during the day are queuing up in the bathroom, wanting to take a bath before falling asleep.

The three Hasturs returned without disturbing them, and Dean Dahn did not appear again, but three rooms had been arranged for them to rest at night.

The rooms for three people were connected together, in the same area as the workhouse administrators.

To the inside is the resting area for children, and on the outermost side is the area where adults live.

The room was not very big, only about one-third of his study. In addition to a neatly made and clean bed and quilt, there was also a small table with a kerosene lamp filled with oil on it. Can be used in the bathroom.

Apart from these, there is nothing else.

The walls are made of stone, which is not smooth to the touch and is a bit icy.

If it's a rainy day, water will seep out of this wall, right?

Wouldn't it feel too cold at night?

Hastur walked around the room several times and knocked on the wall.

It is very hard, and it is difficult to make a sound on it with just a person's fist. You have to hit it with a wooden board to make a sound that alarms other people.

He didn't have a persecution delusion, but Professor Wayne's performance today made him a little concerned.

After confirming that there were no secret doors or basements, Hastur walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt, put it under his nose and smelled it.

There was a soapy smell that had just been washed, and you could vaguely smell some rose essence sprayed on the quilt, but there was no odor like mold or smell.

Put the quilt down, then fold it up like tofu and place it on the right side of the bed.

Hastur lay his head on it and his body lay flat, feeling much more comfortable.

Changing places, without the soft and warm big bed at home, he really couldn't sleep for a while.

After lying down for twenty minutes, Hastur got up from the bed. He wanted to take a bath before falling asleep, but when he went out today, Professor Wayne did not tell him in advance that he would stay here tonight, and he did not prepare a change of clothes.

It's not that I have to take a shower before I can fall asleep, but because I can't fall asleep, I want to take a shower before going to sleep.

"Be patient when you go out."

Hastur sighed, lay on the bed again, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again.

About half an hour later, he vaguely heard someone knocking on the door.

This instantly woke him up from his trance!

His first reaction was that something had happened!

The second reaction is to grab a suitable weapon.

Finally, he tightened his grip on the heavy cane and stared at the door warily.