Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Master Parker Chapman Otis is holding a blue-and-white enamel...well, it’s called enamel here, a blue-and-white enamel teacup, sitting upright with a smile on his face.

Master Parker's friend, also well-born Master Gray, was sitting on the left side of Master Parker with the same smile and the same enamel teacup in his hand.

The family knight of the Otis family sat on the right side of Master Parker with a stern face, holding his sword at his waist.

The three of them have been "resting" in the town hall for more than an hour. No matter whether they are comfortable or not, at least they are not so fussed about the undead that will always appear out of the blue. No, right now there are a few rude undead standing in the courtyard, pointing at them through the window of the reception room.

Master Parker and his good friend Gray focused their eyes on a man sitting on the chair in front of them.

This man looked older than Master Parker, with a slightly fat body and slightly dark skin, but not rough, at least not like an inferior person who had been working outdoors for a long time.

However, it's hard to believe how noble this person's status is... From the moment he entered the door, this person's face has been wearing a flattering smile that is not very worthy of the stage.

The strange thing is that this person's facial features are actually very similar to Master Parker's... If the lower half of his face is covered, this person's eyes are exactly the same as Master Parker's.

Especially the hair - this person also has the signature pale golden curly head of the Otis family, but it is not long like Master Parker, but short like a manual laborer.

"Parker? Don't you recognize me? I'm Dart. We just met on my uncle's birthday half a year ago." In the embarrassing silence, the man who called himself Dart Otis couldn't sit still, anxiously Promptly revealed his identity, "My father asked me to bring a batch of high-quality ground lizard horses from the estate as a gift, and you also picked one, do you remember?"

Master Parker, with a blunt smile on his face, once again looked the man in front of him from head to toe, slowly turned his head, and looked at his friend Gray.

From Gray's eyes, Master Parker saw confusion and alertness... just like his own feelings at the moment.

"You're, you're Gray from the McCarthys, aren't you, Gray Meddy McCarthy, and your middle name comes from your godmother," Dart Otis tried to remember, "Last year...no, the year before When you came to our family’s horse farm to play, your riding clothes were still broken, I remember it was scratched on the fence that was just repaired, is there such a thing?”

Gray let out an "ah", and the confusion and vigilance on his face turned into disbelief.

"Are you really Dart?" Master Parker said in horror.

"Of course it's me!" Dart Otis was heartbroken, "Didn't I ask Lord Rex to send back my family coat of arms and glasses, who else but me?"

Master Parker & Master Gray: "...(°△°(°△°)"

"How did you manage to lose so much weight?" Master Parker was extremely surprised.

How fat was Dart in the past?He couldn't even sit on an ordinary two-seater sofa.

Not to mention free movement, sitting for a long time is exhausting, and you have to be supported wherever you go.

The man in front of him not only walked into the reception room by himself, but also pulled up a single high-backed chair and sat down on it... It's no wonder that Master Parker can link this man to that useless fatty Brayton!

As soon as Master Parker finished speaking, Dart Otis burst into tears...

This Dart Otis, who had been eating boiled potatoes in salt water for almost two months and couldn’t bear the harsh diet, had to cheer up and work to earn extra meals, cried like a child: "Don't mention it... You bring the money, and redeem me quickly."

Master Parker: "..."

He was sure that the man in front of him was indeed their good-for-nothing cousin.

Rex, who had been watching the scene of confessing relatives, stood up at the right time and showed the bill.

That's right... it's the bill.

Dart Otis, the nephew of Earl Otis, went out to find flowers and asked willows, but he was tied up. The Otis family would not admit it for the sake of face. Rex, the "prisoner"... No, an accomplice , and of course will not admit it.

Therefore, the word ransom handover will never appear between them. What Master Parker needs to pay is what Dart Otis "borrowed" in Westham for three months after losing (looted) property Living expenses owed.

Master Parker paid the money readily, and he was about to walk away.

"and many more!"

"Wait a minute Parker!"

The front one came from Rex, the back one came from Dart.

Master Parker remained polite and nodded towards Rex slightly: "Lord Rex, I need to bring my cousin back as soon as possible. My aunt has not seen her son for more than three months."

When he looked at Dart again, Master Parker's eyes slightly narrowed—you idiot, even if you look out of the window one more time, you shouldn't do such a stupid thing to delay my leaving!

Dart didn't realize how much pressure the frequent undead in the yard brought to his cousin, so he said to himself: "Don't rush away, Parker, although this place makes me sad, there are still some good things worth taking back."

Parker took a deep breath—

"Indeed." Rex smiled and held back, "As Mr. Dart said, Westham does have some special products worth purchasing. Mr. Parker and Mr. Gray, you two have traveled a long way. If you return empty-handed , it would be such a pity.”

Parker could only choose to maintain his dignity, smiling and nodding reservedly...

He would never show the slightest bit of fear in front of this illegitimate child!no way!

Rex is very clear that this kind of young man will definitely bring enough surplus gold coins when he goes out, and immediately enthusiastically leads this group of rich customers (Dart has paid the ransom... er, owes debts, and is automatically classified into the customer list) Look at the goods.

It is not practical to sell the curtain cloth to the young master of the Earl's family. This kind of nobleman's dress has reached a perverted level. Most of them have their own farms for raising silkworms and cotton, raising weavers and embroidery Tailors; from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, they pay attention to "private customization" and refuse to wear any "same style" circulating on the market.

With Westem's main consumer goods for people's livelihood, the only thing that can make Master Parker pay for it is spices.

Among the family members of the operators, the family members who learned the cooking class better were invited over, and they performed an old godmother fried potato chips & bread slices for Master Parker on the spot...

Lao Gan Ma You Chili Sauce, which had never been sold due to its high unit price, sold out less than half a container in one go.

Rex, who collected the money, laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and hurriedly asked someone to take out a sample of the hot pot bottom...

Given the economic conditions of the local people, old godmothers are hard to sell, and the hot pot base ingredients must be even more unsalable. The batch of expired hot pot base ingredients that Yang Qiu bought from the supermarket early in the morning has been thrown in the cold storage of the canteen of the exile town’s chamber of commerce. Over the nest.

He took out the expired (…) hot pot bottom material sample, and brought two stir-fried and stewed dishes, and Master Parker readily paid for it—this kind of compound spice that can be cut into pieces and thrown into the pot, which is easy to carry, It is so convenient for people who are away from home!

While Master Parker was temporarily immersed in the pleasure of chopping hands, a villager carrying a burden mixed in with the crowd of vegetable vendors and slowly entered the bustling Martin Street Market.

This villager is wearing a homemade linen pullover, brown cotton and linen trousers, a straw hat, and wooden shoes tied with straw ropes that are often worn by local farmers. Greengrocers and greengrocers make no difference.

After finding an unpopular location that seemed to be left over by someone else to put down the burden, and not long after setting up a stall on the spot, the villager suddenly stepped into the alley.

The moment this person entered the alley, another person dressed as a villager came out of the alley and squatted behind the vegetable stand pretending to be innocent.

The original "villagers" who entered the alley didn't look back the whole time, they went straight into the depths of the alley, stopped in front of an inconspicuous house, looked left and right for no one, and quickly opened the concealed door to enter it.

Inside the house, several spies who had sneaked into Westham Town for many days seemed to be waiting for this person. They all stood up and saluted respectfully: "Captain."

The "countryman" raised his hand and pressed it, took off his straw hat, and hung it on the coat rack behind the door.

This person who entered the town pretending to be a villager... is actually the leader of the Knights of the Church of the Sun, Walton!

Walton pulled up a chair and sat down, looking seriously at these elite scouts who had been on missions for many days: "How, how much have you learned?"

"Captain, as you predicted before, the situation here is indeed serious." A short, unattractive middle-aged man said solemnly, "A large number of young people in Westem have returned home. At least [-]% to [-]% of the young men and women who started working returned to Westham."

"What's worse is that these young people who returned home originally had very diverse occupations." Another female scout who looked like an ordinary housewife said with a heavy expression, "There are waiters who used to work in mid-range restaurants, and there are laundrymen in hotels. , there are workshop apprentices, and even workers in large factories.”

Walton's breathing suddenly became a little rough...

He expected the situation to be serious, but he never expected it to be this serious—disasters are contagious!The more people the associated person has contact with, the more terrifying the impact and harm will be!

"Have you tried to contact these returned young people?" Walton said in a deep voice.

The female scout nodded and said: "I have contacted some of them. They have similar characteristics to those of the original city defense soldiers. Are they going to leave Westham again for a job at Innadris...they all claim there are better job opportunities at Westham and they don't have to look any further."

After a pause, the female scout said with a more serious expression: "When I went further and asked Westem what job was better than Innad, these people were vague and couldn't come up with credible explanations, they just insisted that Lord Rex will provide them with better job opportunities than Innadril."

The unremarkable male scout added: "But according to our investigation, it is impossible for Westham to have so many jobs. So far, only the town's main road under renovation needs temporary workers, but the salary there is only [-] per cent. Thirty copper coins a day, and once the renovation is completed, recruitment will stop.”

Walton couldn't help shaking his head.

With a combined monthly income of less than nine silver coins, it is still unreasonable for a worker with a stable monthly salary to give up his original job as an unstable temporary worker.

Suppressing the throbbing nerves on his forehead, Walton said seriously, "What's the status of those soldiers from the former City Defense Army?"

"I was going to report this to you." The female scout was sweating coldly, not without fear, "Half of this group of soldiers...has disappeared."

"what?!"

"This group of people used to work as temporary workers at the construction site on the main road in the town, but they have disappeared since three days ago." The female scout broke out in cold sweat, "I took the risk to contact the people who can still be found... The surviving soldiers were not at all troubled by the disappearance of their companions, but... showed envy for the current situation of those missing people."

Walton's breathing became heavy again...