Super System Plundering the Heaven

In the spacious study room.

Guren watched tenderly as your son swallowed the cake in his hand.

"Young Master ..."

Guren opened his mouth and hesitated in his eyes.

"what happened?"

Your son looked up at Honglian and asked softly.

"I···"

"I want to say, refugees outside Beiliang City ..."

Guren pursed her lips, her expression embarrassed.

Guren used to be a member of the refugees, and naturally knew how difficult it was for the refugees to survive.

Fortunately, however, Honglian was selected by your son, and then he got out of the bitter sea.

Your son looked at the embarrassed Honglian and said with a chuckle, "You want to say, let me help those refugees?"

Guren nodded slightly, and said softly, "I know that this month, all the sons are cooking porridge to help them, which only makes them survive."

"but···"

"The more refugees gather, the more food is not enough in the city!"

"I'm afraid ..."

"When the food is not enough, what should the refugees do?"

Your son looked at Honglian, who was worried, and said with a chuckle, "Relax, those refugees will be fine!"

"but···"

Guren looked at your son, pursed her lips and said, "There is not much food in the city!"

"And now there are more and more refugees!"

"If this continues, the food will soon be insufficient!"

Your son Wenyan Junxiu's face did not have the slightest worry on her face, she picked up the tea on the table and sipped the tea.

"A month later, there are probably thousands of refugees outside the city?"

Guren nodded slightly, "Well, Grandpa Afu told me that there were more than 5,700 people!"

Your son heard Yan Yan for a moment, and said aloud, "Well ... almost!"

"What's almost the same?" Honglian looked at your son and asked suspiciously.

Your son Qinglang's voice sounded, "The number of refugees is almost the same!"

Standing up, your son walked out of the study.

"Red Lotus, tell Afu to go to the city wall!"

"Yes, son!"

The tall walls of Beiliang City.

Your son is dressed in white fur and stands at the forefront.

Behind him, follow the old housekeeper A Fu and the maid Honglian.

Behind them is a team of guards wearing armor and holding swords.

Your son looked down at the wandering refugees under the wall and turned to the old housekeeper Afu, "Afu, are everything ready?"

Afu heard the words and said immediately, "Return to the Young Master, all are ready!"

After pondering for a moment, Afu continued, "Young Master, do we really let these refugees enter the city?"

"of course!"

Your son nodded and said, "Otherwise, I will let you clear the wasteland in the west of Licheng and do tents."

"But so many refugees are definitely a burden for us in Beiliang City!"

The old housekeeper Afu said sadly.

"Do not worry!"

Your son waved his hand and said with a deep voice, "For these refugees, Beiliang City is not only a drag, but a help!"

"Help?"

The old housekeeper, Afu, was full of doubts.

Your son looked at the doubtful old housekeeper and the crowd of Honglian and asked out loud, "What do you think is missing in my Beiliang City?"

Afu thought silently for a long while, and then hesitantly said, "Lack of people?"

"Not bad!"

Your son looked at Afu with satisfaction and said, "Beiliangcheng is short of people! Lack of labor!"

Raising his finger under the city, your son said aloud, "And these refugees are the best city people and the best labor!"

The old housekeeper Afu heard his eyes light up, and the old worry on his old face had disappeared.

"The young master is great!"

"These refugees, as long as they have taken care of their bodies, are definitely a top force!"

The red lotus on the side was stunned.

Unexpectedly, refugees who can't avoid fear are good things in the eyes of the son!

"Son, why did we let these refugees enter the city until now?"

"If they were allowed to enter the city earlier, wouldn't they have more labor sooner?"

Your son chuckled softly, and his dark eyes flashed with a fine light.

"Now let them enter the city just now."

"If you enter the city earlier, the number of people can't get together, you must sort the order first, trouble!"

"Second ..."

Your son looked down at the crowd under the wall and said aloud, "Everyone has a problem."

"The more easily available, the less cherished!"

As soon as your son finished talking, Honglian had understood.

If the son easily accepted these refugees, the refugees would be grateful to the son, but they would not take it seriously!

But if you let these refugees go through life and death, and then let them into the city, then these refugees will worship the son as a god!

Your son stood on the tall city wall and looked down at the refugees. The clear voice reached the refugees' ears through the loudspeaker.

"I am the master of Beiliangcheng Shaocheng, Li Huating!"

"There was heavy rain in the northern region in March, and the people were displaced and had to travel far to seek a way of life."

"You came to Beiliang City, I can't bear to see you die in another country, and decided to open the city gate and let you rest in the city!"

Under Beiliangcheng, the refugees who were already hungry and dizzy heard the voice of your son and were shocked.

Looking up stiffly, they saw the handsome son standing on the city wall, dressed in white fur, like a god.

"Into the city ..."

"Let us enter the city?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Ooooooo ... I've entered the city and I can survive!"

"Thank you, the young master!"

"Thank you Lord Lord for your help!"

"Thank you Lord Lord for saving your life!"

···

The refugees were unbelievers first, and then doubts, and then ecstatic, grateful to Dade.

Your son waved his hand and stopped the refugees' discussion.

"After entering the city, every family can get a camp account and three meals a day!"

Your son's words, like a tonic, injected into the hearts of these refugees.

They have long forgotten, what is home, and can't remember, when was the last meal!

"Long live the City Lord!"

"Three meals a day? Ooooo ... I'm not dreaming!"

"Three meals! Thank you Lord Lord!"

"It's the Lord of the City who saved us!"

"Long live the city master!"

···

As your son waved his hand, the refugees under the city walls stopped the exclamation of excitement and looked at your son with admiration.

"Other ..."

"Beiliangcheng recruits a large amount of labor."

"Mason, artisan, quarryer, blacksmith, weaver ..."

"As long as you have a skill and can contribute to Beiliang City, Beiliang City will recruit!"

"All the artisans recruited will work for one day each and reward ten copper plates!"

"Outstanding skill, double the reward!"