Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

"Garcia Green, come out."

Through the unlocked wooden door, Pansy, the guard, stood in the corridor and yelled.

Green didn't dare to procrastinate, grabbed the anklets that locked his feet, and staggered out of the cell.

Like Green, there were 26 people who were called to the corridor. With the help of the dim oil lamp on the wall, Green could see the images of these people... All of them had their hair and beard shaved, and they wore uniform round collar cloth jackets and the same color. Cropped trousers, swollen cheeks, pale complexion, and a slightly long iron chain dragging on his ankles.

Green knew that he was just like them.

Pansy nodded once to confirm that the number of people was correct, then gave them wooden barrels and large pieces of rags, and waved his hand.

Twenty-seven people, including Garcia Green, immediately carried barrels and rags and ran to the only wash place at the end of the corridor that could get water.

The militia is equipped with water pumps, and the groundwater pumped from the well is led to each floor through the taps, which is convenient for the prisoners to get water nearby.

After queuing up to receive the water from the faucet in the washroom, the prisoners on the basement floor actively cleaned all areas including corridors, toilets, empty or inhabited cells...

All the people imprisoned on this floor have been pampered like Green and have never done this kind of rough work. It's just that people are very adaptable. After doing the same thing repeatedly for a long time, practice makes perfect for anyone.

Amidst the rattling of iron chains, it took 27 prisoners just over half an hour to wipe the entire basement floor, including the walls and floor, spotless.

Standing at the end of the corridor, Pan Xi came over with her hands behind her back, randomly checked a few cells, took out her pocket watch to check the time, nodded, and said coldly: "Complete the task 10 minutes ahead of schedule, and you can have extra meals today."

Green, who was standing obediently against the wall like everyone else, swallowed involuntarily when he heard the word extra meal.

When Pansy brought down the two buckets of food, none of the prisoners quarreled and fought. They all obediently took their own portions one by one, sat cross-legged in two rows in the corner, and ate the food with relish. They also knew how to wash up after eating. Clean the barrel and tableware, dry the handle of the barrel, and return it to Pansy...

Pansy was in no mood to praise these prisoners for their understanding and docileness, and left with the bucket.

The 27 people detained here are all "serious criminals" who have been identified as "heinous crimes".

They couldn't go out to breathe the free air outside like other prisoners, and they didn't have the right to exchange labor for better treatment...From the day they were thrown in, these 27 people never saw the sky again s color.

The number of guards was very small, and they had no patience or energy to carefully manage them. They didn't even bother to lock the wooden door of the cell, and only closed the only passage to the ground—they were like forgotten mice, thrown in the This place was originally built as a temporary prison place to fend for itself underground.

This kind of placement-like treatment is actually terrible.

In the first two days, they fought vigorously, and some of them still had the strength to convince others to bow their heads.

On the third day, the guard Pansy came down with the salted potatoes. After looking at the messy corridor and the cells full of blood, vomit, and excrement, he brought the salted potatoes back and told them that even the most basic If the sanitary environment cannot be maintained, then everyone will starve.

Some people cursed under the pressure of hunger to clean up their assigned cell, thinking that they would get food, and were told that maintaining the environment in the living quarters is everyone's responsibility. Area was not cleaned and food was not available to all.

Cursing and fighting can't solve the hunger problem. Only the water flowing from the tap can be used freely, and the prisoners who can't even catch a mouse have to bow their heads...

The guard Pansy was very indifferent to them, he didn't even bother to say a serious word, and he didn't even bother to give an extra look.

No one on this floor is an idiot. Everyone can see that this man, Pan Xi, really doesn't care about their lives... Even if they all kill each other, Pan Xi may still feel that It saved him trouble.

Such an indifferent attitude prevented everyone from bargaining with Pan Xi... They really had no capital at all.

When Pencey told them one day, with an errand-like attitude, that if they would hurry up while cleaning and not make him wait too long, he could give them a little extra meal—two salted potatoes for the day. In addition to filling their stomachs, they can also get leftover food from the public kitchen, such as a little pasta with meat fillings (quick-frozen dumplings), and rich soup with vegetable leaves (instant noodle soup).

The prisoners, including Green, erupted with unprecedented enthusiasm...

This kind of routine of training imprisoned people to be docile and obedient without wasting energy and energy beating and scolding... is actually a kind of cold violence.

Directly applying pressure damage to the mental level, Bihar's hot violence with fists and feet saves effort and trouble.

There will be such a subtle training result, not because Pan Xi is such a master of spiritual PUA, but because he really doesn't care about the people in the basement—more than 1000 prisoners in the entire militia, and he just nods repeatedly every day , Remembering the names of people, I am so irritable that I want to hit people, how can I have the energy to care about what individual people think!

When returning to the ground and returning the bucket and tableware to Mia, who was in charge of the public kitchen, Pansy complained: "I even said that there is no need to feed these bastards such good food, those underground gangs should be hanged The guys are getting fat."

Mia knew that the Pansy brothers were under a lot of pressure, and said with a smile: "I heard from Mr. Rex that some of the people who were sent to prison yesterday will work for Mr. Lord like us in the future. It can be easier."

"It's early, those Sokri people know when they will come in handy!" Pansy scratched her hair irritably, "When we first asked us to come and see the prisoner, we only said to 'watch for a few days', but what happened? , More than 20 days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang didn't say another word as if he forgot about it!"

Mia suddenly said "ah", and pointed behind Pan Xi: "Mr. Lord is here!"

Pansy turned around in shock...

Yang really came.

Not only came, but also stood at the gate, looking at him with that creepy calm look.

Pansy: "..."

Not so unlucky—he was just complaining casually!

Yang Qiu raised his hand and hooked Pan Xi.

Pansy... Pansy obediently walked over with downcast eyes.

"How did the Sokri people who came yesterday behave?" Yang Qiu asked.

Pansy secretly exclaimed luck, and hurriedly said: "There is a group of guys who are particularly noisy, and Hal planted them in the ground."

This so-called planting in the ground is a punishment method invented by Hal. For some thorns that cannot be tamed by rough beatings, they are taken to the backyard to dig a hole and bury them, with only their heads exposed; usually... Unruly guys have to bow their heads obediently and submissively after planting for half a day, and those with particularly hard bones can't last for twelve hours.

Yang Qiu walked around the militia building and came to the backyard, and sure enough, he saw two rows of half-dead white-haired heads with dark complexions and blue tinges.

Yang Qiu calmly stood still in front of the "human field" planted with Sokri people, and raised his voice slightly: "Who is the leader of the 'Sea Lion', Ken?"

A white-haired head with a bruised nose and swollen face barely lifted its neck and looked at Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiuchong nodded slightly as a greeting to this unlucky man whose loess was almost buried on his chin: "We're meeting for the first time, Captain Ken, I'm the black magician Yang."

When Captain Ken heard that Yang Qiu called himself a black magician, he seemed to be shocked, and tried to open his bloodshot eyes...

A middle-aged man with a back comb, black shoulder-length hair, and a cane in his hand, wearing a brown formal suit, a striped shirt with a bow tie on the neckline, and white silk in the chest pocket of a dark red vest Towel, doesn't look like a black magician, but a gentleman with a decent job.

It's just... this gentleman who looks very decent and elegant, in the eyes of Captain Ken, it's not like that at all.

Just staring at Yang Qiu for two seconds, Captain Ken, who was in a panic but still emotionally stable, saw sweat on his forehead, the blood on his lips quickly faded, and even the muscles on his face were uncontrollable as if he saw some terrifying monster shaking up.

Yang Qiu smiled slightly.

This Sokri has some value.

"Welcome to Westham." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "I hope you will like this land full of vitality."

Ken looked at Yang Qiu in fear, not daring to look away.

It's like... afraid that if he blinks, he will be swallowed by the monster in human skin in front of him.

When Yang Qiu accepted the toolmen, in the militia building, Wagner, who had borrowed the auditorium on the first floor, gathered all the soldiers and was calling them out of the queue one by one.

The undead captured all the members of the "Sea Lion" mercenary group. Although Wagner only ran with him, Yang also fulfilled his promise-43 of his soldiers will be free.

Wagner pointed out six senior soldiers, asked them to stand behind him, and said solemnly to the remaining 43 soldiers: "You have been working here for Westem for almost half a month. According to Westem's regulations, you When you leave, you can take away the remuneration accumulated during the working period. Later, you will settle the remuneration with me, and you can also bring something back to your family when you go back."

The soldiers knew about the deal between Wagner and Yang, and those who were selected to be released were very excited... They were all locals of Inadoli, who had been lost for so long, and these young people were very worried about the situation at home.

The boys were happy when a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute! What about me?!"

It was one of Wagner's two attendants, James Horne, who called out.

This distant relative of Captain Horn of the city defense army is Wagner's knight squire on the surface, but everyone knows that he is a person who was thrust in to take over Wagner's knight title and position - himself He likes to use this identity to threaten and imply that ordinary soldiers will do his private work for him.

James, who maintains his own identity, has always been not very respectful to Wagner, let alone dealing with ordinary soldiers of low status. In private, he was nicknamed "white-eyed" by the soldiers... mocking him for never looking straight at people.

Wagner glanced at James calmly and said, "You are my attendant, I can't leave, and of course you can't leave either."

"Didn't you give up the opportunity to these leading soldiers yourself!" James said anxiously, raising his voice regardless.

During the days when he was held here as a prisoner, other people were willing to work as hard labor in order to improve their treatment. James definitely didn't want to, and he couldn't help but clash with the ordinary prisoners in the same cell. I vomited!

Wagner took a deep look at him and shook his head: "I really hope that Captain Horn will value you as much as he has shown. In this case, I won't have to listen to you talking stupid things at this time."

James' complexion changed suddenly, and he wanted to continue his defense, but Wagner was impatient to talk to him, and directly asked a few privates who stayed like him to pull this guy out.

Looking at the ordinary soldiers who were excited to go home to see their families, Wagner sighed slightly.

If possible, he didn't want to spoil the joy of these boys at this moment when they should be happy...

"Everyone, please listen to me." Wagner opened his mouth with difficulty, "Mr. Gould, the steward of Adela III, left Westham early this morning. During the few days of staying in Westham, this Mr. Gould has never summoned me...I can only regret to say to everyone that we people may have been abandoned."

The young soldiers who were still jubilant just now became quiet in an instant.

Some of these local good families in Inadili were born in civil families, and some were born in surrounding villages and towns. The oldest is no more than 30 years old, and the youngest is in his early twenties.

The city defense army is a relatively pure military unit, and the atmosphere inside the soldiers is not as intriguing as other official departments, but it is impossible to say that everyone is pure and understands internal struggles.

For a non-commissioned officer like Wagner, no matter how he is not liked by his immediate superiors, at least he can work until retirement and receive a large pension to support his life.

Ordinary soldiers don't get such good treatment... During the retirement season every three years, some unlucky ones will always be squeezed out by recruits, lose the regular army's annual income that is close to the middle class, and walk away with the last severance pay .

Once forced to retire, non-commissioned officers like Wagner, who once had a certain social status, can go to small towns to seek a post as a sheriff if they know how to drill camps. Ordinary soldiers have few choices...or become precarious mercenaries, Either disappear from the crowd and pick up the livelihood that our ancestors did.

The soldiers obviously couldn't accept such tragic consequences, some were confused and panicked, and some lowered their heads in pain.

Wagner sighed again.

It's just the grievances between himself and Captain Horn, which won't lead to the dismissal of the whole team...

But the loss of their whole team in Westham really angered Adela III—he didn't even bother to ask Gould's housekeeper to appease them, which shows that Adela III was embarrassed by this matter. How angry the lost incident was.

The city defense army has 24 cavalry teams, and it is impossible for Captain Horn, who has had a feud with him, to challenge the temper of the third emperor in order to keep his team.

"After going back... go to the headquarters to report on the work collectively, and see what the above says." Wagner tried his best to be calm and authentic, "If the headquarters pursues responsibility, you should remember to describe the situation that day. The responsibility for the fall is on me. It is all because of my misconduct that led to such evil results. Don’t speak for me, otherwise, you will be deemed as my accomplices, and the military justice department may deduct your severance pay.”

"Lieutenant Pete—" a soldier wanted to speak excitedly.

Wagner raised his hand to stop the soldier, and said: "If you give the military justice an excuse, they will not only deduct the severance pay of one or two of you, and everyone will suffer. Think about other people, don't just think about yourself happy."

The soldier who wanted to say something fell silent...

"If..." Wagner sighed again, "If you really have no place to go...get the severance pay and settle down with your family, you can come to me again."

The soldiers who bowed their heads in silence raised their heads in surprise.

Wagner showed an ugly wry smile: "Although I don't really want to say that...but it is true that Westham will have many new positions, which are more suitable for young people like you than Inadoli."

There is a shortage of people in Westam, and the clerks of the town hall are all served by rescued prostitutes and male prostitutes, and no operator has been officially hired so far.The ex-brothel thugs who looked most like an operator have only been helping Ms. Mia so far.

According to Wagner's observation, Yang's support for Rex as the local territory is not a whim... No matter how complicated his inner feelings are, he has to admit that if these young men whom he knows well can develop in Westham, their future will be better than their respective prospects after being dismissed. Finding a way to survive comes strong.

After all, even if he was a captive, he had to admit that both the lord Rex and the mayor of the undead, who he couldn't tell the difference from ordinary undead, had done a very good job.

After explaining the situation, Wagner led the 43 soldiers to collect the labor income during the "serving sentence"...

Seeing Hal in the general affairs office (former militia captain's office), Wagner was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Isn't Miss Mia in charge of distributing the money?"

"Stop talking nonsense, can you still pay your wages?" Hal was as irritable as ever.

Wagner stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

Hal with veins on his forehead picked up a pen and paper, and calculated the wages of the 43 people who were "released early" for a long time on the paper. He took off a bunch of keys from his waist, and opened the big safe behind the desk...

Seeing the copper coins and silver coins piled up in the safe, Wagner opened his mouth wide open.

"Don't be wishful thinking, the person who wants to steal money from Mr. Hal hasn't been born yet!" Hal, who doesn't speak human words, yelled unceremoniously, grabbed silver coins and copper coins from the safe, and skillfully Count your money and divide it in small money bags...

"43 people, participated in 14 days of labor, 420 copper coins per day, 4 copper coins per person for 20 days, [-] silver coins plus [-] copper coins per person." Hal quickly divided the bags into palm-sized money bags, and Pushing the packed money bag to the front of the table, "Take some for yourself, I won't recognize any more or less outside this door!"

Wagner also knew this guy's temper, and silently called the soldiers waiting in the corridor to come in one by one to get the money.

After distributing the money, Hal was even more anxious than the person receiving the money, and rushed the person away in a hurry: "Take it, get out, don't hang around here! You are very busy, don't be too busy here!"

Wagner was going to thank him politely, but he didn't bother to speak when he saw this, and took the soldiers away with a blank expression.

Six senior soldiers, two attendants, and himself will continue to "serve their sentences", and the 43 soldiers who have regained their freedom can move freely. Wagner saw that it was too early to go back to prepare dinner, so he led these Soldiers crossing the street to buy "souvenir products"...

The department store on Zhenzhong Avenue is still being remodeled and refurbished. Currently, the only ones that can buy things are the undead deli and the orc bean product store that are open for business.

The soldiers ate a lot of standard working meals prepared by the canteen branch of the Undead Chamber of Commerce, and this was the first time they visited the store.

The salary and subsidies of the soldiers of the City Defense Army amounted to almost [-] silver coins a month. The soldiers were not very fond of the four silver coins and twenty copper coins they had just received; after a quick glance at the product labels on the shelves of the deli, these Only then did the soldier realize the purchasing power of the four silver coins in his hand——

A pound of refined salt only costs eight copper coins!

Oily, bright red chili sauce with a variety of spices added (that's Laoganma), only fifteen copper coins for a bottle!

A box of mixed spices (that is, Thirteen Fragrances) that can cook many delicious thick soups costs only ten copper coins!

There are also prickly ash, pepper powder, and chili powder packaged in transparent thin plastic...the price of each commodity is only one-third to one-fifth of Innatrix!

The soldiers who planned to bring back only the cloth couldn’t control themselves. After drooling on the counter for a long time, everyone bought more than ten bags of salt and more than five boxes of thirteen incense—considering the durability, saving money One point and one box of Thirteen Incense, which can be used for more than half a month, has made a comeback in this plane.

The industrious young Brooke packed the soldiers with oiled paper with a smile on his face. Hearing that the soldiers were going to bring back local specialties, he enthusiastically recommended the bean product shop next door to them.

The bean product store has two adjacent facades. The facade on the left is an oil mill where locals squeeze soybean oil for free, and the facade on the right sells all kinds of tofu made from soybean dregs after oil extraction.

The soldiers came over with the remaining coins, and saw a long line in front of the door on the right. The human aunts and adult orcs behind the counter had their arms dancing, and the long line still didn't shorten...

"There are too many people, let's go to the town hall to buy cloth first." Wagner said upon seeing this, "Just save a few copper coins and buy bean products later. The things here are very cheap."

After word-of-mouth of the "dead cloth" spread, and a few young people in this town dared to do business with cloth on credit, Rex simply refused to let Hal and the others set up a stall, and directly vacated a room in the town hall. It is used as a window for selling fabrics, and the townspeople of this town or the surrounding villagers can buy fabrics at any time, whether they are for their own use or want to start a small business to make money.

Wagner led the soldiers to the door, and the clerk in charge of the cloth window even took a "commodity catalog" made of rags for them to choose-this method was thought up by Ms. It's easier to go through the cloth rolls.

"The weather is still very hot now. If you are making clothes for summer, the first and second pages are both suitable. These eight kinds of fabrics are all soft and breathable." The clerk in charge of the wholesale and retail of fabrics is a young man with excellent facial features. Male, with a soft voice and charming temperament, just smiling and talking seriously made the soldiers blush, "If you want to make a coat or long skirt for autumn and winter, I suggest you choose it on the third and fourth pages, and add a layer of cotton With a high-quality lining, the clothes will be very warm."

The soldiers discussed for a while facing the catalog book with physical samples to choose from, and they all chose thicker fabrics with more gorgeous patterns... Such fabrics are more cost-effective in their opinion.

After buying the cloth happily, when they returned to the bean product shop with a very good business, the soldiers began to regret that they bought too much cloth. They should buy less than one or two meters and save a few more copper coins to buy things here. That's right—

The tofu they have eaten in standard work meals is so cheap!

That kind of deep-fried bean curd fruit, a large bag only costs two copper coins!

No matter it is cooked with any food, it is very delicious. Like the undead chef, you can fry it with any vegetables to make more delicious dried tofu. A heavy piece only costs two copper coins!

There is also the kind of snacks they like very much, "spicy strips" made of chili and spices that can be eaten directly, and a large bag only costs one copper coin!

These young soldiers, who only had a dozen or so copper coins left in their hands, stood in front of the tofu counter with a lot of worry...

Wagner couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted and urged: "Don't dawdle, hurry up, buy what you want to buy, others still want to do business!"

In the end, these guys still chose what they thought was "cost-effective", reluctantly abandoned dried tofu and spicy noodles, and bought fried tofu that can be stored for a long time and can be eaten by the family for a while...

After completing the purchase, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. Wagner hurriedly led the soldiers carrying large and small bags to the car rental shop to rent a carriage...

Fortunately, the town hall contracted the rental car fee to send these soldiers back to Inadali, otherwise Wagner would still have a headache-these guys just spent all the money they just received, and there was not a single coin left!

When the four carriages drove out of Westham Town, the soldiers sitting in the carriage waved vigorously at Wagner who sent them off: "Lieutenant, we will be back!"

"Before you get the severance pay, don't speak well of Westem outside!" Wagner jumped anxiously.