Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

In the evening, Barron was looking through the literacy manual carefully in his dormitory when a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Please come in...uh, Mr. Ross." The orc looked puzzled, "Why are you here? Have you used dinner?"

Ross crawled into the house sideways, stomped his feet in a little cramped manner, and complained in a low voice: "I didn't expect that the eastern basin was colder than the pioneering territory. It was already spring, but it had not yet melted in snow..."

Barron quickly brought the brazier beside his desk and smiled, "The Dongtuo base is not comparable to the territory, and there is no heating for us to enjoy. If the quilts distributed are not thick enough, they would probably be too cold to sleep at night."

"Heating...is what the copper tube half buried in the wall?" Ross took off his half-wet boots carelessly and placed his frozen feet beside the brazier to bake.

Barron was stunned for a moment and said helplessly: "How long have you been to the North? You can't even figure out the heating."

Ross waved his hand and said casually, "About a week... In short, there are new things that I have never seen before. Everyone seems to be unable to understand, but they are very accustomed to the existence of these weird things."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the literacy book that Baron placed on his desk, and smiled, "The Lord actually requires all the lords to learn to read and write. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes... I would have thought it was a fantasy."

Barron's face turned red and quickly changed the subject, "You have never been willing to say why you put a good life in the territory, but you have to come to the east to open up the territory... With your ability, even if you teach in the territory's public schools, you may be qualified. ”

When he was recruiting workers in the city hall, Barron could see at a glance that Ross was not a local wastelander who was as poor as him. He was much better than the southern refugees he had seen, but It was such a person who took the initiative to make friends and chat with him and applied for pioneering work in the eastern basin together.

"Teacher? I am a knight, I can only dance with swords and swords... Where can I teach?" Ross also followed the lord's advice and wanted to find a real wasteland native to the so-called "grassroots people" Go to the middle and see with your own eyes how this huge and prosperous wasteland city has developed to this day step by step.

Unexpectedly, this honest orc actually treated him like a close friend he knew, which made him feel a little reluctant to keep hiding and cheating.

"I came from Fengyuan City... You probably heard of it, right?" Ross' tone was a little low, "It's funny to say that in the past, in the southern border, I only saw a half-orc like you in the market of slave traders that I could have seen a half-man like you in the market of slave traders. ...and when you arrive in the wasteland, a local like you is a promising free man, and I... are just a defeated and captured dilapidated house."

Barron widened his eyes, "Are you really a knight?"

He stood up and circled around Ross twice, "Aristocratic Knight? After being captured by Lord Lord, was he pardoned?"

Rose rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Can you still lie to you? You are naturally not knightly or have a title now. Just like you... I am a construction worker at the Dongtuo Base."

These words did not get rid of the orc as expected. Instead, Barron corrected his expression and gave him a thumbs up, "Mr. Ross, I think you are not the same as those greedy and stupid nobles in the rumors. , you are very upright."

He narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, as if he racked his brains to come up with more words of praise, but unfortunately his vocabulary did not allow it.

"How to say... Minister Kenny of the Ministry of Agriculture was also a knight before. He had also fought with our army himself. Now he also serves the lord, and is promoted soon." The orc smacked his lips and commented. , "Just as Lord Lord said... Wealth and future are achieved through your own efforts, not by plundering and exploiting others."

Ross nodded and asked, "So... do you really believe that Lord Lord will lead you to live an unprecedented comfortable and prosperous life?"

Barron said in surprise: "Of course! Everyone can eat and wear warmly, have a decent job with good salary, and have a warm and comfortable residence... I'm afraid your former lord can't do it?"

Duke Ralph... Although he is not a tyrannical lord, he has never taken the people under his rule seriously. For him, the people are just cheap labor and taxes. and future recruitment sources.

And this Lord Harvey, even in the general outline of the laws he promulgated, repeatedly mentions and pays attention to the people under his rule.

"Lord Harvey... is indeed a very different lord."

...

Early the next morning, the Dongtuo Base built next to the train stop became lively again.

Another group of new pioneer workers got off the train with their luggage curiously. Under the guidance of officials from the pioneer department, they moved in order to the temporary dormitory building built by the base - this area can accommodate more than 2,000 people. As early as the winter of last year, workers from the Territory Construction Department had been dispatched to work and build the base area properly in the wind, snow and cold.

According to the Lord, the people who are willing to contribute to the pioneering cause of the territory come to the Dongtuo Base to work diligently. The city hall should provide everyone with all aspects of guarantees for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and they must not let them suffer in vain in a place far away from their homes.

Barron and Ross were recruited as construction workers, which is one of the few jobs in the territory that do not require too high academic qualifications and can be completed without participating in training. Barron used to be engaged in this position, so he is naturally familiar with it now. Can bring Rose, who is a little unfamiliar.

"These newly reclaimed farmlands have just sown seeds... they are actually going to build such a large warehouse. It's too anxious." Ross, following Barron's instructions, repeated the work of applying cement and laying bricks in a ruthless manner. Son.

Barron's movements were much more skillful than him. While smearing cement mortar, he explained with a smile: "Don't worry, after planting spring wheat, you can harvest it in summer... Then continue to sow winter wheat, hurry up Harvest before it snows..."

Ross was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have no reaction, "What? Harvest two seasons of wheat in a year? What are you talking nonsense?"

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Although Rose's family is also a branch of the Ralph family, it is not a superior noble who is completely unproductive. He has some understanding of farming. At least he knows the bitter and cold climate north of the Shenji Mountains, and he cannot do anything to achieve wheat. Two years old.

"If you farm according to the past method, you will naturally not be able to harvest twice... Haha, let alone twice, it will be difficult once." Barron rubbed his hands, took out a rough cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth. "Before I came to pioneer the territory, my orc tribe and human refugees lived in a mixed life. Most of the time, the wheat was in the harvest season, and the grains were not harvested because of a sudden sudden snowfall. In the end, everyone could only I scattered some cassava stems to satisfy my hunger, and chewed the bark and drank snow water to survive the whole winter."

Ross' eyes darkened, and he asked again and said, "How did Lord Lord grow wheat on the wasteland and have a stable harvest?"

"It is the magic method of the spellcasters!" Baron spat out a mouthful of smoke and smiled, "Don't forget that Lord Lord himself is a powerful spellcaster. The other spellcasters under his command have their own strengths. President Egno founded the medical hospital, and even cold and bloodworm disease can be cured for us. Mr. Chris built an alchemy laboratory. You can see everywhere in the territory and here, and those that you can complete heavy physical work for us. The alchemy beast was created by him."

He paused and looked at Ross with a dazed expression with a smile, "They also gave the wheat seeds magic, so that they no longer feared the cold and arid weather, and even the common crop and pests on the wasteland are immune, As long as wheat is sown into the land, it will grow faster than the hair on the head day by day.”

Ross opened his mouth and found that he didn't know what to say.

A spellcaster who is more arrogant and superior than a noble... will he condescendingly project his eyes on ordinary people and help the civilians' livelihoods?