Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The city hall stipulates that the daily working hours of employers when hiring underage laborers shall not exceed eight hours. This is to prevent some employers from taking advantage of child labor and hiring child labor. In most areas of China, the labor force is already in the family, and many families even rely on their children to support part of the family expenses.

If child labor is banned across the board, it will not only make life difficult for some poor urban families without land, but will also deprive child laborers who "take risks" to find jobs without protection.

The reason is that the wealth and materials that can flow to the bottom of the society are too scarce. Before solving the most basic problems of people's livelihood and food and clothing, the city hall has no conditions to talk about humanistic care and humanitarianism.

Regarding the protection of adult workers, the regulations of the city hall are also quite "tyrannical" and "inhuman" in the eyes of some of the White Left Virgin... The legal working hours of adult employees have been stretched to ten hours.

But the reality is that the red line of [-] hours of labor is enough to ensure a reasonable work and rest for the urban population-many people tend to ignore a problem when they abuse oppression and oppression. Even on the earth, even in China, there are many factories and enterprises. Most of the daily working hours are more than eight hours, or even more than ten hours.

And this kind of overtime culture is supported by many factories, enterprises, and even by the workers themselves. The reason is very simple. If you don’t work overtime, you won’t be paid enough, and you won’t be able to save enough money to pursue a better life.

In this alien world, the middle class who are qualified to eat and eat are concerned about how to imitate and learn the life style of the upper class. They have no interest and leisure to use "care" and "compassion" for the poor at the bottom to gild themselves and aura. The city hall The roots of the ears are relatively quiet; and adults whose working hours have been shortened to ten hours also have more time to spend with their families and enjoy the peaceful time in their spare time.

Kingsley squatted on the side of the road opposite the civic square to feel the breath of life of the locals, and his mental fatigue was relieved, so he got up and left silently.

The City Lord's Mansion is still under construction, and Kingsley, who is too noisy, has been living in the operator's dormitory building of the City Hall during this time, and is a neighbor of Charlie Rex.

When Kingsley returned to the room where Hal had lived, Rex was still busy in the government affairs building and did not come back.

When Kingsley woke up, Rex had already gone out again—the two of them had been neighbors for so long and hadn't seen each other a few times, and Kingsley was used to it.

Kingsley walked down to the cafeteria downstairs to have breakfast, then strolled to the government affairs building, entered the office of the Civil Affairs Department, occupied the seat of an operator who had been out for a long time, called the lady clerk to make him tea, leaned against the window, Enjoy the morning listening to the alien music played from the speakers in the yard.

This guy doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and the clerks who know his identity can't hate this old man with a youthful appearance, and they will give him a share of snacks, fruit and snacks...

The radio station played Ji Tang's playlist in the morning. Rowell couldn't appreciate these overly passionate and heroic songs, but Kingsley liked them very much, not to mention that he could understand some of the lyrics—he was teaching Yang People who speak Qiutong, although they don't understand Chinese characters, have no problem with oral communication.

"There has never been a savior, and I don't rely on immortal emperors... It's really a song that brat Yang would like." Kingsley was excited to hear it, and stopped any of the clerks at random, regardless of whether they were busy or not. People talk to people.

"Not only Mr. Yang, but we also like this song very much." The clerk who was stopped politely replied.

"It's just that the lyrics are too radical." Kingsley said with emotion on his face, "If outsiders can understand it, then I don't know how much criticism it will cause."

"It's just the lyrics. Who would take the lyrics seriously?" Miss Clerk said with a smile, "Those courtship songs full of oaths, even the singers don't take the oaths in the songs seriously."

Kingsley couldn't help but smile.

When he first saw that most of the clerks in the city hall were young and beautiful, he thought it was Charlie Rex, the illegitimate son, who dared to do things under Yang's nose... until he knew about these young ladies He just realized what happened in the past.

Girls from good families who live in a superior environment are of course qualified to dream of love, but for the unfortunate ladies who were once reduced to playthings, they are also required to have a pure heart and believe in the sincerity and warmth between men and women. love, it is unrealistic.

Miss Clerk left in a hurry, Kingsley patted his knees after listening to the song from another world, and said with emotion: "Others may not take it seriously...but that brat Yang must be serious."

At noon, Kingsley didn't eat in the cafeteria of the city hall, but got up and went to the city lord's mansion to take Yang's lunch.

The workers who repaired the pagoda also took a lunch break at noon, which was a rare quiet time in the city's mansion.

"I found the collapsed demon world."

At the dining table, Kingsley threw Wang Zha.

Across the table, Yang seemed calm about the long-awaited news, and calmly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

But the master and apprentice have lived together for many years, and Kingsley can see that Yang is not calm... He usually doesn't wipe his mouth before the food is finished.

"This is good news." Yang Qiu thought he nodded slightly calmly, "After eating, let's make sure the coordinates are stable."

"Okay, stop pretending in front of me." Kingsley looked at him expressionlessly, "I can give you the coordinates directly, but I have a request."

Yang paused, probably thinking about the possibility of this guy Kingsley opening his mouth like a lion, and said cautiously: "You know me, Kingsley, I am not one who breaks my promise, I will do what I promised to your mage tower .”

Kingsley shook his head and said, "You should understand better what I need more."

Yang Qiu smiled meaningfully.

Kingsley remained expressionless, as if he knew that Yang was waiting for him here...

The time they spent together was too long. Even after decades of separation, the master and apprentice still knew each other very well.

What Kingsley needs is not just the mage tower.

He was older than Yang, Brother Lowell, and the illusionist Upton who went to the Outer Continent to find the burial ground. When Yang Qiu crossed, according to the customs of China, Kingsley was already An old man of seventy years.

The surging mental power of a high-level spellcaster can maintain the immortality of the body and prolong the lifespan, but this extension is limited; even if he was not as brave and fierce as the illusionist Upton when he was young, the normal lifespan of a high-level spellcaster The number of years will not exceed 400 years.

In other words... If he cannot be promoted, Kingsley will have less than 30 years of life left.

It’s not that Kingsley can’t face the imminent death calmly. Anyway, he has indeed lived long enough to see scenery that most people can’t see in his life. He even ran to the Outer Continent to squat for more than ten years, and he really appreciated the customs and customs of the Outer Continent.

It's just that this kind of mentality that is as stable as an old dog, after seeing the disciple Yang who was promoted to a legend with his own eyes, broke his merits.

For the first time, Yang Qiu moved the plate away without finishing the rice bowl with braised pork (provided by the chef of the logistics department), and warmly extended an invitation to Kingsley: "You and I are the closest people in the world. Yes, Kingsley, what you really need, even if you never mentioned it to me, I will consider it. Of course, your cooperation is more important than my help. If you have made up your mind, I will I will not hesitate to share everything I have with you."

This extremely sweet promise...did not move Kingsley, but made him tense and more vigilant...

There is no way, this is too familiar to the master and apprentice - what you get from Yang, you have to give!

Although this was indeed what Kingsley taught Yang, this disciple obviously played this set of skills more skillfully, boldly, and without any scruples!

Before the King of the Rhine accidentally met the legendary Yang Qiu, Kingsley always felt that the disciple he picked up was similar to Upton, who was famous for his combativeness a hundred years ago, and thought that if Yang hadn't started too late and started too He didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with well-known figures on the mainland too early, so he would definitely have a shorter life than Upton.

He never expected that this guy, who was able to toss more than Upton after graduation, would actually be able to step through the third door of truth.

The teacher is very gratified that the disciple is blue out of the blue... no wonder!

If he hadn't already lived a long time, Kingsley would have doubted life!

Following his disciples to Innatrix, he witnessed and personally experienced what Yang was tossing about in this land... Kingsley was even more dissatisfied with why Yang's legendary advancement came—this guy not only He's as stingy as before (although he taught him by precepts and deeds), but he's even more outrageous in his actions!

I don't know from which unknown dimension the demon world summoned a group of unbelievable undead, that's all, some black magicians brought weird and weird demon world creatures to the material plane to display as rare things.

It is normal for black mages to envoy undead. Many black mages have the habit of using undead servants—but Yang's undead is far from the traditional undead, isn't it? !

Being able to serve as an army commander, govern a territory, be an officer of a consul, and even be released as a mercenary to do the work of an exorcist—what kind of undead are these strange ghosts from the devil world? !

When Kingsley tried to contact these undead, not only did the group of undead have no fear of admiring his high-ranking black magician's strength, but they arrogantly came up to touch his hair and pinch his face, so Kingsley made a fuss on the spot. It took a few deaths to scare away this group of rude guys.

What's even more exasperating is that the escaped undead would stand where Kingsley could see and openly point and whisper to him...

Fortunately, the "KABA" sound that the undead can make is not the same as the Chinese language. Kingsley can't understand the "sick" and "violent" words that the players are nagging, otherwise he will probably put this The group of players chased and killed them all...

Difficult to communicate across the "species", Kingsley gave up exploring the origins of this group of undead, and became interested in what his disciple Yang did.

Then...he deeply understood how many outrageous things the disciples he had taught had done: they attacked the towns of other countries with a disagreement, and after the fight, they casually brought out an illegitimate son of a noble from that country to become a lord. Then the local big lords were also blasted away, and the majestic doves occupied the magpie's nest.

Forcing the local Sun Church to acquiesce in "peace", arresting the Sun Church who hunted him down to build roads and do hard work, and "instigating" the leader of the Sun Church to work for him...

Using Tarantan's undead's ability to know how to exorcise demons to make a fuss, forcing the Gold Coin Church to acquiesce and even accept the existence of the undead, and earned a lot of gold coins from the Gold Coin Church...

He also used the ability of the undead of Tarantan to know how to fight according to orders to make a fuss, not to mention earning gold coins from the Odis family next door, and even bringing back an inland fleet...

The local aristocrats in Inadli’s land were even more tossed by Yang. They also stole coal mines from others, abolished their tax-free privileges to implement tax reform, and directly demanded serfs—gold Slidu wondered if Yang would simply kill all the local nobles at once when he was in the mood that day. After all, this guy had repeatedly said that he would not stand with the nobles when he was still an apprentice in his mage tower.

After weighing solemnly for a long time, Kingsley opened his mouth and said solemnly: "I must make it clear first, if your idea is to let your undead touch, you must turn it into 'Innad Li', then I may not be able to walk with you for a long time."

Before Yang could quibble, Kingsley quickly interrupted him: "There's no need to say that Innadris can't co-exist with nobles, and you don't need to talk about your cooperation with Miss Otis. Perfunctory me. I understand you just as you understand me, if you hadn’t grown up to this age and knew that this continent doesn’t allow you to do whatever you want, you would have hanged all the noble families you can see on the city wall long ago, right?”

Yang Qiu rarely showed embarrassment...

Kingsley sighed: "I know you are not someone who can be easily persuaded, but I still want to repeat...not agreeing with certain people does not mean that they will be driven out. The sects of the gods and spellcasters It is not possible to coexist from the beginning, a thousand years ago, it was impossible for a black magician and a priest of the Orthodox sect to coexist in the same city."

"But you have also seen that after the battle of the gods, even though the priests of the Orthodox sect and us spellcasters still have different ideas, they are not impossible to coexist... These are all examples in front of you, so why should you be persistent? To practice those unrealistic ideas of youth?"

Seeing that Yang Qiu remained silent, Kingsley sighed again, and said, "The other sects did not blindly follow you when the Lieyang Church hunted you down, and they did not stand alone against your black magic that challenged the authority of the Orthodox sect. Teachers are active on this continent. You are the beneficiary of the current rule of seeking common ground while reserving differences, and I hope you will consider more seriously the way of truth you are pursuing."

"If you don't have the inclusiveness that has been proven to be feasible, your way of truth cannot be called the correct way of truth, nor can it always support your beliefs. One day you will face the collapse of your beliefs. I wouldn't even want to see that."

The fact that the caster does not submit faith to the gods does not mean that the caster has no faith.

Different from the priests and believers who entrust their beliefs to the gods, the casters put more beliefs on themselves, and use the path they pursue as the basis of their beliefs and the foundation of their beliefs.

The path pursued by each spellcaster is different, but they are interlinked-casters don't believe in the omnipotence of gods, they believe in their own abilities and the beliefs they pursue and explore, and they firmly believe that this is the source of all their power source.

In short... what believers of righteous gods pursue is to become the dependents of righteous gods, while spell casters are even more ambitious, they just want to make themselves into gods!

In the form of the Eye of Truth, the "Gate of Truth" is the embodiment of the rules of the real world that can be called by the strong, and it is the most powerful proof of the correctness of the path chosen by the caster!

In this world, the ladder leading to the way of God is clearly placed there, inspiring countless strong people to go forward!

There are thousands of avenues, which can be passed through the Tao—the gods of this world all come from this.

Kingsley has seen the reality of Yang's rise to legend, but Kingsley still has reservations about the path Young has chosen.

Kingsley is from Kenya, and Kenyans value dark hair colors such as black, blue, and brown (Hal, who was born in a Kenyan nobleman, has brown hair). Commoner blood of the Kenyan Empire.

If you were born as a commoner, if you want to say how much you have a good impression and empathy for the nobles, then you can't talk about it at all.

But although Kingsley doesn't like rural aristocrats who mainly focus on agriculture, it doesn't mean that he can accept the overly radical ideas of his "sick-brained" disciple Yang—he is a Kenyan, and he was born in Kenya. When the empire’s vigorous era of voyages began, the first batch of people who went to sea and brought back grain seeds, cotton seeds, and various spices from the outer continent were the Kenyan nobles at that time.

The grain seeds, cotton seeds, and spices of the Outer Continent had a profound impact on the Nabalon Continent, and the Kenyan civilians at that time benefited a lot.

The magic technology that has been continuously developed due to the needs of great voyages has given birth to new things such as magic steam trains, magic airships, and magic pneumatic vehicles. High-yield crops such as , corn and potatoes spread throughout Nabalon.

When Kingsley traveled to the mainland, he saw with his own eyes not only the eastern countries such as the Kingdom of Rhine and the Principality of Shiga, but also the parish kingdom of the death gods in the far west and the parish kingdom of Poseidon in the far south. Cotton clothing, and countless people rely on high-yield corn and potatoes for their livelihood.

The nobles are indeed greedy, but the nobles are also an indispensable part of the human society in Nabaron. Without the nobles, there would be no vigorous voyages, the rise of magic technology and the prevalence of mechanical creations, and there would be no The popularization of high-yielding crops—the inland caravans and inland sea fleets that can bring grain and cotton seeds to every corner of the mainland almost all have the support of nobles.

Kingsley recognized Yang's emphasis on common people, but if Yang's way of truth must be incompatible with nobles, then Kingsley would find it hard to believe that Yang's way would work.

Yang Qiu could understand what the teacher was thinking.

Kingsley is petty, selfish, stingy, mean, and has a bad temper, but it is undeniable that Kingsley is not a stubborn person who cannot communicate.

Not only can Kingsley tolerate Yang Qiu, who often made "violent remarks" when he first became an apprentice, but he is also tolerant of those who offend him. He is not a person who will take revenge just because of his strength - the kind of person with serious character flaws , in this world where power is poisonous, it is impossible to become a strong person. Even if you don't become a spellcaster and practice martial arts, you will go crazy and degenerate long ago.

But Yang still has full confidence in the path he has chosen.

Since Kingsley chose to tell the truth to him at this moment, Yang Qiu did not perfunctory him, and after Kingsley expressed his thoughts, he smiled and said: "I have to defend myself, I am by no means certain You must be incompatible with all nobles. In a society composed of intelligent creatures, no matter how strictly guarded, there will inevitably be upper-class figures who monopolize a large amount of resources. This phenomenon cannot be eliminated.”

Even in China, the "Hangzhou Lakeside University", a top-level capital product that challenges the people's democratic dictatorship, has majestically appeared.

"The existence of aristocrats does represent an advanced nature at a certain stage of social development." Yang Qiu said, "Take the Rhine Kingdom as an example. Before the advent of the Age of Discovery and the rise of magic technology, there was no magic circle steam train. There are no airships, no power plants, no telephones and telegraphs, and the Rhine royal family in the royal capital must rely on local nobles if they want to rule such a large country."

"These local nobles who have obtained the land entrusted by the king use the land to save money, raise private soldiers, and use private soldiers to protect the people on the territory, so that the people can farm and produce with more peace of mind. When the country is invaded by foreign enemies, the nobles They want to bring their private soldiers to fight and drive away foreign enemies... This set of national governance mechanism is far more advanced than the era of closed and backward tribes and the era of independent states and cities."

Kingsley was about to nod, but felt something was wrong, and frowned, "Don't mistake the logic. The birth of the Age of Discovery and the rise of magic technology were all due to the advancement of nobles."

Yang Qiu smiled and nodded, then shook his head again.

In fact, Kingsley also misunderstood the logic, not because the aristocracy promoted the progress of the times, but because the aristocrats themselves monopolized a large amount of social resources just happened to be able to do this.

If it is the state power that monopolizes resources, then it is not the nobles' turn to do this.

Land feudal aristocracy, a product of the times, has gradually declined in the history of Huaxia since the Warring States period.

The reason is that the aristocratic private soldiers (steps) who monopolized land resources were replaced by cheaper and affordable armed infantry owned by larger political groups-such as the Qin soldiers who swept the six countries.

The armed infantry with the state as the leader of the organization was devastating to the nobility, and the powerful families had to take the initiative to move closer to the state, surrounded by the central power in the name of the emperor and emperor, and divided the power.

In contrast, the feudal aristocracy in Europe was much better off than the feudal aristocrats in China. The canned private soldiers of the aristocrats armed with heavy armor were not taught to be human by the Mongolian light cavalry until the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties.

And in this alien world with strange powers and gods, the feudal nobles here are undoubtedly better off than their counterparts on the earth. Not to mention the rebellion of the common people, even if the royal family smashed coffins to raise enough militiamen, they couldn't support all the nobles in their own country.

Destroying the local nobles by violence is something even a king can't do, but it's not a problem at all with Yang Qiu.

The Chinese people who were born in New China and grew up under the red flag, like the casters, do not believe in heaven and earth or in gods; given a chance to let them project their souls, all of them are "spiritual power specialties" with explosive growth. gifted".

Just wait for the mage tower to be completed, and Yang Qiu can storm the army at any time...