Before Beslanth could say anything, an elf next to the orc with a bow and arrow on his back and a sword at his waist spoke: "Hello, Terran trader, is there an introducer?" ”

"Introducer?" What is this, how did the guy who sold the map not tell himself?

"Let's do it for the first time!" The elf curled the corners of his mouth indifferently, and there was no warmth in his eyes on his handsome and delicate face.

"Yes, I heard that there is a dungeon here, and you can buy precious and rare goods, so I came by myself." Beslanth said as he stepped back, behind the three powerful mercenaries he had hired.

Seeing this to their employers, the mercenaries put their hands on their weapons. The elf looked at the three mercenaries who made a defensive posture, and did not show any fear, but continued to say indifferently: "There is no introduction, enter the dungeon without authorization, please stay in the city defense center for a while!" ”

Seeing that the tall orc had raised his weapon, Beslanth immediately cried out in horror, "What are you going to do?" "Doesn't that mean that the aliens in the dungeon don't mind humans coming? What is this for?

After staying in the so-called city defense center for three days, after undergoing strict inspections, Beslanth finally came out again, looked at the clothes on his body, and turned his head to look at the mercenaries who were released together behind him, Beslans still felt a little inexplicable. He saw with his own eyes that the elven patrol found the amethyst coin he had prepared from the secret pocket of his clothes, and he actually returned it intact?! And the few mercenaries behind him, known as A-level mercenaries, are powerful, but they can't beat that bear warrior at all! After resisting and arresting, instead of being abused, he was healed of his wounds, and now even the weapons that were confiscated that day have been returned. What the hell are these aliens going to do? Is it really just to investigate yourself? Thinking of the news that he had spent money on inside before leaving the city defense station, Beslanth became more and more confused.

Only vetted merchants are allowed to exchange goods in the dungeon, and the aliens have the right to reside, while the Terrans have to go through layers of screening and review to have the right to reside, and it is said that the final review of this right of residence even requires the use of spiritual magic and ancient demon contracts. This group of aliens is really well defended, Beslanth couldn't help but say secretly in his heart. However, he also understands that the Terrans are originally the most greedy race, and after so many times of persecution by the Terrans, these aliens are not guarding against the humans around them, and it is already a big concession to be able to give the Terrans the right to live......

Beth Ranth thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to observe it for a while, if it was determined that this dungeon could strictly abide by the rules and withstand the covetousness of other forces, then it would have to go through such a strict review in time, and he must also get a residence permit to seize the opportunity! It doesn't matter what kind of spiritual magic he has, the demon contract, as long as it can bring profits, even if it is a contract with a real demon, what does it matter?

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Malfurion, the commander of the dungeon's city defenses, said to his elven men, "Illidan, according to your report, the number of humans in the dungeon has begun to increase in the past few days, so I guess I have received the news......

If Beslanth had been here, he would have recognized the elf standing in front of Malfurion as the one who had captured him. The elf named Illidan heard this, he was not the slightest happy about his report, he frowned, there seemed to be some indignation in his eyes, as the captain of the patrol, he has always hated the fact that the dungeon *** is human. His brother was captured by humans, so why should he allow those greedy and ugly guys to enter the dungeon?

"Why, they should be allowed to have residency here?" Facing his boss, Illidan asked coldly with a gloomy face to express his dissatisfaction.

Malfurion, who is also an elf, but has long passed the age of youth and vigor, understands reality better, and also understands the inner thoughts of this outstanding junior in front of him, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Is there anything we can do other than accept them?" ”

"We elves are obviously much better than the human race...... "Why should the human race with ordinary talent give in to them.

"But the reality now is that the Terrans are much more powerful than us elves! We were forced by the Terrans to guard the Elven Forest, and we didn't even dare to enter the territory of the Terrans. Unable to bear the fact that the juniors were so persistent in refusing to see the reality, Malfurion tried to explain: "The dungeon can only be entered because of the sudden appearance of the ancient goblins, and the ownership is in the hands of the ancient goblins, they have already seen everything, they just want to have their own place!" In ancient times, the technological civilization of goblins could slaughter gods, and they all let go of their pride, so why should we stick to this pride just to satisfy our hearts?

Yes, we elves are stronger than humans, and it can even be said that a random adult elf can defeat ten or even hundreds of humans. But, if you think about it, how many babies are born each year of our elves? You are the best of the young elves of our tribe, but you yourself say that you have dealt with a hundred and a thousand humans, but can you deal with ten thousand or even a hundred thousand humans?

There is nothing wrong with the actions of those ancient goblins, blindly rejecting humans will only make us slowly break away from the mainstream of this world, become a very small number of races, and become an unappreciated existence. If we want to survive better, we have to come into contact with humans. ”

Looking at the silent Illidan, Malfurion sighed heavily and continued: "The elves are indeed self-sufficient, and the forest can give us enough food, but we need a lot of things to save from the most basic food. The ancient goblins have already said that the dungeon is intended to facilitate the circulation of goods for all races, and will not be used as a real place to live.

You know that on this continent, the people who occupy the most land and have the most materials are actually human beings. If they are excluded, is there any other possibility for this dungeon than to become the same cemetery of aliens thousands of years ago? It will be discovered one day, so it is better to be prepared in the first place. Illidan, I understand your hatred, I don't like humans either, but this is the reality, the master of this continent is humans, and we elves can only survive ......"

Hearing what the chief said, Illidan clenched his fists, he didn't know this, and even this was not the first time Malfurion had said such things to him, but he was still unwilling, the humans who had hurt their clan like that were now actually going to live peacefully with them! In this world, is only strength what really matters? If the Terrans have the strength, they can persecute their elves, if they have the strength......

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"My lord, the grain has been harvested, and here is the record of the taxes paid." The newly appointed tax official said to Liu Yu: "I looked at the previous records, and the reserve grain for winter this year has increased by 70% compared with previous years, which is really a very remarkable achievement." ”

"Oh." It's doubled, but Freljord's foundation is too thin, and it's still a question of whether he can avoid someone dying of cold and starvation this winter! After thinking about it, Liu Yu asked, "Have all the household registrations in the territory been counted?" ”

"Oh, because of the lack of manpower, only the neighboring towns have handed in the household registration booklets, and there are some more remote towns and villages with a small number of people have not been counted."

"Do this as soon as possible, hand over so much grain and don't throw it into the warehouse to become moldy, store part of it for later use, and ...... the rest of the rest" Liu Yu hesitated, frowned slightly, and changed his words when he came to his mouth: "Some people can't survive the winter, so just lend them to them, and the interest is less." "If it is completely free, it is estimated that it will not be distributed to the people who really need it.

After dealing with all the things that had been accumulated for many days, Liu Yu felt relaxed, stretched his unsightly lazy waist, and leaned back on the chair to close his eyes and rest. It's night, and tomorrow I'm going to take care of the rest of the territory, and let the people know that I'm all right. Well, let's go check out the dungeon first and bring Sokala with you......

"It's an interesting way to look at it." Like Liu Yu, he wore a thick black robe, and Sokala touched the robe a little strangely. Because the fabric was unlike anything he knew, it was black and smooth, not dusty, without any magic circle on it, and faintly repulsed by magic.

"As long as you wear this in the dungeon, no one will ask, after all, the races in the dungeon are very exclusive to human races, although it has been repeatedly stated that the dungeon allows humans to enter, but it is inevitable to be noticed." Liu Yu explained: "This is the exclusive costume of the ancient goblins over there, and no one can find out. ”

Shivana, who was frowning on the side, also put on a black robe and entered the dungeon through the three of them through the tunnel. Previously, in order to maintain the supply of food and ensure sufficient oxygen underground, while not making the dungeon too wet, Liu Yu deliberately chose a genetic mutation plant to plant in the dungeon. After three months of development, this creeper-like plant has enveloped the entire dungeon, forming a green coat.

At first, except for the elves, all races did not like this plant very much, but after some time, after discovering its benefits, all races began to be enthusiastic about this plant. Although the appearance is not pretty, the smell is fresh, and the fruit of the plant can be treated to become a good food, and it is indeed a very high economic value crop.

As soon as Shivana, who has very sensitive five senses, arrived in the dungeon, she said: "The environment is much better, and the smell of ** in the air has all dissipated." She excavated this dungeon with Liu Yu, so she naturally knew what this dungeon looked like at the beginning.

"Is this your own city? It's remarkable. Sokala exclaimed.

In fact, compared to the big cities like the Radiant Holy City or the Secrete, the dungeon is still far behind, at least in terms of permanent residents. But Sokala didn't like to persecute her for nearly a hundred years, and this city where various races lived together was certainly much better than other cities in her eyes, not to mention that this was still Liu Yu's city.

"It's still under construction, I don't know if it's open to humans in the future, can it still maintain the current peace?" Mr. Liu expressed his concern about the city's biggest problems.

"If it's the crown, it will definitely be able to handle it." Sokala is full of confidence in Liu Yu.

After inspecting the construction of the dungeon with Sokala, Liu Yu began to visit Freljord according to the established plan, after all, this was also his territory.

Seeing a middle-aged woman saving nutrients for the harvested field, Liu Yu immediately got out of the car, walked over and asked, "Hello, this aunt, I want to ask......" His eyes glanced at the woman, and Liu Yu was stunned. He had heard that this was the most famous poor town in his territory, but he didn't expect that the people here didn't even have a few good clothes.

But on second thought, this is also normal. There is no cotton crop in this world, and the production technology of cloth is also very backward, and most of them are woven by long-haired sheep. Comparatively speaking, the elves of this world have much better manufacturing skills than humans, and the cloth they make is a very precious cloth even if placed in other planes.

However, the special weaving of the elves comes from the magic they possess and the magical plants in the elven forest. How is it possible for an ordinary human to have magical powers? And how could a magician make clothes? So hundreds of years later, there are still many poor people in this world, and children of several years old can be seen running around naked. What the hell has developed in the history of this world for tens of thousands of years? Liu Yu once again praised the behavior of the Ninth Lotus Petal in sealing a world in this world!

After comforting himself, Liu Yu opened his mouth and asked, "How do you spend the winter here?" If you wear so little, you will feel cold in winter, is there any other way to keep warm? ”

Although I don't know why I asked this kind of question, but out of respect for the nobles, the lady replied respectfully: "When you go to the house, the family will not be cold together." ”

"Do you stay at home all winter?" What a waste of labor, are you paying too much attention to the dungeon and ignoring Freljord?

"I stayed at home on snowy days, and I didn't go out much, because it was too cold, and there wasn't enough food for the winter, so if I moved a lot, I would eat more."

Liu Yu looked uncertain, nodded to the woman, and got into the carriage again. Not far away, a child of seven or eight years old ran naked, because the speed was fast, and the ground was dry, bringing up a puff of dirt, and the child shouted as he ran: "Mother, go home quickly, the mayor has sent someone." ”

"Ah, haven't you already paid your taxes?"

The child panted and stood in front of the woman: "No, no, it's not to pay taxes, it's the lord who is going to send things again......"

"Your Excellency is a merciful man, may the goddess of the forest bless him with a long life......" The woman's voice came from outside.

In the carriage, Sokala held Liu Yu's hand and said gently and seriously: "Your Majesty doesn't need the blessing of the goddess, but you are the protector of the goddess......