Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

It was getting brighter and the sun was rising.

Mei, who was dozing by the fire, was woken up by someone. When she opened her eyes, she found that the female orc militia who took care of them was yelling for everyone to get up and line up, as if to make them move.

Mei rubbed her stiff knees and stood up. Just as she was about to follow the team, a female orc militiaman stopped her and carried her to the carriage where the wounded were riding.

It was the first time that Mei enjoyed the treatment of being taken care of because of her young age. She lowered her head in flattery, until the orc female militiaman walked away before she dared to raise her head quietly to peek at the back of the female militiaman.

Mei struggled to sleep until the undead came out of the town. She remembered that the undead seemed to have run to the square at that time... But now there are no undead in the square, and she doesn't know where they went.

At this moment, the square was divided into several areas by the militiamen, one was used to store the confiscated goods from the caravan, and the other was used to temporarily detain hundreds of merchants.

There is also an area that attracts the attention of almost all rescued people...

In the largest area of ​​the square, separated by stones and empty carriages, half-fruited men were placed in rows and rows, including young people, old people, and even some women mixed in.

Most of the men only have a pair of underpants left, but women can have more clothes left on their bodies. All of them are tied with thin white ribbons (cable ties) that look very strong on their hands and feet, which describe them as embarrassed and disheveled. The seemingly strong man still had wounds on his face.

The freed slaves led by the militiamen across the square towards the town watched these people silently.

They will never mistakenly think that these people are also trafficked slaves like them, because the overall complexion, appearance, and body shape of the two sides are too different.

Even a dry and thin old man has fairer and more delicate skin than commoner women; even an adult man with a rosaceous nose has far more delicate skin on his feet than a young man among slaves.

Not to mention those strong men - these thugs and private soldiers serving slave traders, each of them has a physique at least one and a half times that of a slave male, and the plump cheeks, strong muscles, and thick waist and abdomen will not appear On slave males who are constantly starving and freezing.

All the ex-slaves who were rescued slowed down in unison, and all of them stared greedily at the embarrassing enemies in the prison camp with hatred or excitement in their eyes.

The beast militiamen also slowed down, showing no sign of urging them.

When the man who had been whipped and could only lie on the carriage struggled to stand up and wanted to see the appearance of his enemy, the militiaman kindly gave his hand...

Until people entered the town and were arranged to live in Old Stewart's almost vacated mansion, all of them were still thinking about what they had just seen with their own eyes—the simplest and most rewarding kind of evil. Simple emotional needs are common no matter which world they are in, and they are loved by the people.

Old Stewart, the old slave merchant leader, has accumulated gold and silver for many years, which has been auctioned off by the undead, and flowed precisely to Yang Qiu's purse. Obviously, the city hall has no chance to gain benefits in this regard... Fortunately, there is also a large amount of grain stockpiled here , Spices, textiles, edible salt and other daily necessities, the city hall is not completely empty.

After settling down the first batch of slaves who were to be rescued, the militiamen were busy moving around the town again, transferring the slaves who had been placed in various places in the town before, and gathering them in several adjacent houses.

The slaves rescued from the caravan were protected all night by the militiamen from Innatrix, and they were willing to trust these people who came with good intentions; in addition, many of the slaves controlled by the slave traders saw the brutality of the undead with their own eyes. The scenes of kidnapping and looting slave traders and thugs, although trembling, are still quite docile.

The militiamen assigned all the freed slaves gender-based temporary housing, and some city hall operatives came forward to organize these people who had been detained for a long time to bathe in batches and shave off their body hair—almost all of them had severe An ectoparasitic condition can't be done without shaving all body hair.

After eradicating ectoparasites by means of shaving, "Talantan topical ointment" (actually Piyanping) will be distributed to some of the people with more serious skin diseases. and other skin diseases.

Furthermore, it is a unified distribution of anti-worm medicine - due to long-term hunger and fullness, not to mention food hygiene, all employees have serious internal parasite problems.

There are also some women who have mild or severe sexually transmitted diseases due to rape and forced prostitution. This is beyond the operator's ability to solve. They can only register the number of women and send them back to Inadoli for treatment along with the injured.

These procedures are the resettlement experience summed up and summed up when the city hall cracked down on slave traders and asked the nobles of Innad to return the slaves, and they can be used directly.

In addition to the injured, teenagers and girls under the age of 16, such as Mei, had to be additionally selected, filed and registered separately, and sent to the literacy school in Inadoli.

After taking a bath, having her hair shaved, and getting another set of clean clothes, Mei, who was arranged by the city hall staff to register in line, heard that she would be sent away by another arrangement, and asked nervously: "I, can I and others Together, no, won't you leave?"

One day ago, Mei dreamed of leaving this valley town, but now the valley town has changed its owner. The gentle militiamen and kind operators in front of her have become the new owners of this valley town. She was so willing to leave... She was afraid that there would be no one outside who treated her as well as these militiamen and operators.

The registered operator smiled and said, "No way, Mei, children of your age have to go to school in the city. This is the regulation of the city hall."

"But, but I... Mister, I, I..." Mei was extremely disturbed, and she didn't dare to cry, for fear that if she cried, she would be disgusted by others, and the water in her eyes swirled.

Seeing this, the female orc militia who maintained order next to her persuaded softly: "Don't be afraid, little girl, the principal of the school you are going to is Ms. Hiber, she is a very, very gentle and intellectual lady. We orcs are like you." Children of that age are also in school, and my children are there too."

Mei had no choice but to nod obediently, and pressed her fingerprint on the registration column.

The mother and son registered behind Mei. The mother was also quite disturbed that her son and daughter were about to leave her. After persuading her for a while, the operator in charge of the registration promised the mother that she would help her get logistics to go to the city. The opportunity to work in the company allowed her to live with her children.

When a father and son came up to register, the father expressed his desire to return to his hometown. After learning about Inadali’s resettlement policy, he was very puzzled: “Sir, why can I go home but my son can’t?” ?”

Seeing this, the operatives simply suspended the registration, and asked the militiamen to gather together all the rescued minors and those with relatives, and carefully explained Inadoli's resettlement and repatriation policy to people.

For all the slaves rescued by the Innatrix City Hall, healthy adults who can remember their hometown and have the desire to return home can get travel expenses for returning home after working for the City Hall for three months, and the City Hall will also issue an identity card for them Certificate to ensure that the other party can restore the household registration after returning home.

Young people under the age of 16, regardless of whether they remember their hometown or not, cannot return to their hometown temporarily. They must be arranged to attend a literacy school, and if they are still under the age of majority after graduation, they must work in Inadoli and live until they are [-] years old. Then you are allowed to leave.

"Why, sir?" the father who wanted to take his son home asked incomprehensibly.

"Because our city hall needs to ensure that these temporarily incapable children will not reappear in the population market." The city hall operator glanced at the vicissitudes-faced father and said meaningfully, "You know, There are some children who are not here because they were trafficked."

The father who was eager to return to his hometown trembled while holding his son, and said with a blushing face, "I, our father and son are not...we are..."

The operator looked at him, smiled without saying a word.

The father who wanted to explain something, finally bowed his head dejectedly... Of course he can guarantee that he will never sell his son, but it is true that he caused a child under the age of ten to be trafficked and eaten with him for so long suffering.

This kind of policy of forcing "centralized socialized education" among some minors is indeed unreasonable, but considering the low-level people in this world, it is completely necessary-compared to letting these teenagers People waste their study time, do simple manual labor, or get married and have children. It is better to pay for these young people to study.

The new regime of Inador needs more industrial population who have received basic literacy education. Even if they are assembly line workers, go to construction sites to move bricks, people who have basic knowledge of mathematics and can understand blueprints and number labels, they are better than those who do not know big characters. An illiterate comes stronger.

The ignorant Mei, together with dozens of young people and the wounded, boarded the carriage back to Inadari.

When these teenagers who were confused and longing for the future were sent to Innad, the second team sent by the city hall arrived in the valley town.

The leader of the team this time was Patton's old boss, former city defense lieutenant Wagner Pitt.

Barton, who hurried to the mouth of the valley to meet the reinforcements, saw Wagner rushing in, and immediately understood what...

"Thank you, Barton, I can leave this place to me." Wagner, with a tired face, said to Barton without any trace of complacency.

Barton also didn't feel that he was being picked by someone - he knew better than anyone else that the only reason why the Black Mage asked him to lead a team to "attack" Adler's southern wilderness was because he was relatively far away. Nearly—this great wilderness that has been abandoned for more than a hundred years, whoever is sent here is the real hard work, okay!

"Lieutenant, do you need any other help?" Barton was eager to hand over the matter at hand to Wagner so that he could go back to look at his old place, Yongwang Town, and he didn't forget to sell it well.

Wagner smiled and said nothing, turned his head and looked behind him.

Barton followed his gaze and looked over.

In the chariot team brought by Wagner, one person jumped off his horse, took off his helmet, and was walking towards them.

Seeing this person clearly, Barton took a light breath...

Ben Ham Walton!

The church knight of the Inquisition of the Sunny Church, the leader of the Sunny Order!

Barton looked at his old boss delicately.

The old boss, Wagner Peet, nodded slightly to Barton.

——This person who is the least likely to "betray" among the prisoners captured so far, "betrayed"!

With Patton's city mansion, the expression on his face couldn't be controlled and became exciting...

Walton, who didn't look much different from when he was captured last year, stepped forward and naturally reached out to Barton; "Good day, I'm Walton."

Not giving the full name was not disrespectful to Barton, but Walton knew that the other party was a civilian without a surname.

This kind of politeness in details made Barton feel pretty good, and shook hands with the other party with a smile: "Good day, I'm Barton."

"Walton will help me guard this place." After the two of them shook hands, Wagner said vicissitudes of life, "According to the requirements of the city hall, we will set up entry and exit checkpoints here, and all those who apply for entry and exit to Innatrix The land caravan conducts security inspections, strictly prohibits anyone from entering the country with prohibited items, and severely cracks down on the slave trade. Any individual or team that tries to bring slaves into or out of Innadali will accept Innadali’s local law justicfication."

After listening to the old boss's introduction, a man like Barton could understand what the city hall was planning with a quick turn of his head.

Although Inadrian actually occupied the southern wilderness of Adler's territory, he would never admit to attacking other people's territory or occupying other people's land.

Inadler sent people over, and even sent troops, with only one purpose: you, Adler, did not do enough to fight the slave trade, and our neighbor suffered a lot from it.

In order to maintain the internal environment of our own territory, we have to come to you with all our efforts and with difficulty, and eradicate the slave trade from the source, which is a prohibited crime that violates the Constitution of the Rhine Kingdom.

Lord Adler just pinched his nose and recognized this. If he dared to jump, then Innad would immediately swing his iron fists over—every slave trader we caught could be like you, Adler! The aristocrats of the Lord Adler have something to do with it, and Sir Stewart, who was personally awarded by Lord Adler, is also in our hands. This guy is still the main culprit!

If Inadler has a bigger appetite, he can even put this matter on the line until Lord Adler indulges his subordinates to openly kidnap Inadler's important Tarantan undead, and actively provoke and offend Inadler, we This can be done directly by issuing a declaration of war...

Anyway, there are tricks to advance and retreat, and the lawsuit will not be justified if it goes to the capital.

"Let me wish you all the best in advance." Barton swallowed, with a smile on his face, and enthusiastically led his old boss Wagner and his new colleague Walton to the valley town.

It has been three days since the town was captured.

During these three days, Patton not only counted all the seized items, but also sent back all the captives that could be sent back; at present, there are only more than 300 people in the town who do not need to be sent back to the rear for medical treatment and schooling. Healthy adults, under the leadership of militiamen, are clearing the overgrown green plants near the entrance of the valley.

The location of this small town is very good, and the city hall also plans to run the place, and Wagner came here to preside over the land reclamation work.

The three-story wooden building that originally belonged to the slave trader Augusta was converted into the town hall. The former chess and card room that had been emptied of its flashy decorations by the undead, and now the mayor's office. After handing over to his old boss, Barton asked about the population Migration issues - it is impossible to develop such a large wasteland with only a few hundred freed slaves and a few hundred people brought by Wagner. Barton took it for granted that the city hall would consider relocating from the towns of Innatrix population.

"Ms. Zhao's suggestion is to recruit refugees from Adler." Naturally, Wagner would not hide the truth from his old subordinates, and directly confessed.

"Refugees?" Barton was taken aback, "I've never heard of Adler leading the war with others. Where did the refugees come from?"

"It doesn't refer to the refugees caused by the war, but the refugees who lost their land." Wagner explained, "It's the kind of people who used to live in the slums outside the west gate of Inadali City."

Barton let out an "ah" and came to his senses.

Barton, of course, knew about the slum area outside the west gate of Inadoli City. Many contract workers came out of it. Now that slum area has been demolished, and the residents are either absorbed into the city from various walks of life. The shanty towns that have been expanding for decades have become history.

"Ms. Zhao has analyzed that Innadali has been ruled by the Bartleys family, and the population has only entered a positive growth history of a hundred years. The land annexation... the nobles have used various means to gather the land of the free people. It’s too drastic, judging from the city hall’s land ownership transaction change file, less than [-]% of the land in Nadri is monopolized by nobles and churches.”

Speaking of this, Wagner's face was particularly bitter and bitter, and his expression and tone were completely inconsistent with what he said.

This is also a very normal thing. Wagner lived to this age, and the greatest pain in his life was his foreign identity. He never realized that there was something more terrible in the years when he was depressed about his alien identity. , More unbearable things are happening quietly.

Barton's reaction was different from Wagner's, he just nodded seriously.

Among the contract workers he had brought, many of them were the unlucky ones whose grandparents, grandparents, and even fathers sold their land for various reasons and became people on the edge of the city.

"In contrast, Adler's situation is much more serious than that of Inadler." Wagner took a deep breath and said, "Since the caravan entered Innadrie, the clerks and ladies of the city hall have passed Communications with members of multiple caravans, and the information obtained... It is almost certain that [-]% of the arable land in the central and eastern densely populated areas of Adler is in the hands of nobles and churches."

Barton, who had a vague premonition, almost dropped his jaw when he heard this astonishing ratio: "It's so exaggerated?!"

"It's such an exaggeration." Wagner nodded solemnly, "During the War of National Defense 200 years ago, the Adler Territory gave up part of the northern, western, and southern territories, and the population shrank to the central and eastern regions. After the war, the economy suffered heavy losses. , unable to return for more than ten years, and later these areas have become no-man's land, and the investment in redevelopment is too large, which is far less convenient than annexing the land of free people."

"Members of multiple caravans mentioned that in the middle of Adler Territory, the largest city, Duttata... the area of ​​the slum area is almost as large as the city."

Barton hissed and fell back tactically.

The slums outside the west gate of Inadali are not large, and the total number of residents is just over [-]. The city hall has also invested a lot of manpower and financial resources in eradicating this urban tumor; it only rents it out to the slums at a low price after renovation. A dozen public housing units have been vacated, not to mention that the clerks of the Department of Civil Affairs almost scratched their heads in order to arrange suitable jobs for these slum residents.

The unemployed, landless and extremely poor people who are similar to the urban population... Barton is simply unimaginable!

"Dutata City is adjacent to the Naunia River. It can be regarded as a port city to some extent, but it is impossible to absorb as many as hundreds of thousands of poor people." Wagner said with a more serious expression, "The information I inquired from the Gold Coin Church, Dutata City is the city with the most rampant activities of cultists in the entire Rhine Kingdom. There are at least a dozen vicious incidents caused by cultists or cult sacrifices every year on average; Last year, eight Night Watchmen were killed while handling incidents."

Barton sighed, and his face became heavy: "With so many people who can't live together, the cult will naturally grow wildly."

The Kingdom of Rhine is the diocese of the Church of Gold Coins, but this does not mean that all Rhine citizens are believers of Lady Gold Coins; even in this world full of gods, the number of unbelievers (do not believe in a specific god) still exists in a certain proportion of.

Even if they are believers of Ms. Gold Coins, who regularly go to church to pray and participate in worship, when the belief in the righteous god is not enough to relieve people's spiritual pain, people's beliefs will inevitably deviate...or they will go to unbelievers Or, throw yourself into the embrace of a certain evil god who knows how to win people's hearts and is more in line with human desires.

Wagner is a foreigner, and Patton is a very sober speculator. Neither of them is very fanatical about the Gold Coin Church. The topic quickly turned to the practical issue of how to attract Adler's land-lost refugees to reclaim the wasteland in the south.

Ben Ham Walton, a staunch religious figure and head of the Sun Church, did not say a word during the whole process, but sat silently on the sidelines.

Walton, a church knight who was born as a night watchman, has always been proud of his experience and identity.

He once worked diligently as a night watchman for more than [-] years on the Karan Peninsula in the northeast of the Navalon Continent. He once witnessed the deserted villages due to the blind worship of evil gods. He personally executed the blood relatives who tried to sacrifice A crazy cultist, he also collected the corpses of young children burned to death by cultist mothers with great grief.

The experience of the night watchman made Walton deeply abhorrent about cults, disasters, and all evils that would cause terrible disasters.

After accidentally becoming a prisoner of the evil black magician, Walton never gave up his glory and belief as a night watchman.

During the days when he was trapped in Westem, he had been calmly watching this group of countrymen from a small border country who trusted the crazy black magician and was willing to accept the rule of the undead. Will eventually go crazy.

This observation lasted for half a year.

Now, half a year later, Walton is sitting here, and has become a fellow traveler of Wagner and Patton, the "Inadrian traitors".