The free and strong labor force of the Gray Moon Fortress is no longer enough.

Because it is located at the western junction of the Guangyao Empire and the Yongdong Kingdom, as long as the two countries go to war, the Gray Moon Fortress will be the first to be affected.

In addition, because there are still remains of the ruins of the Eternal Night Witch Old Sect that have not been cleaned nearby, many witch old Sects wander here.

This led to the majority of the free and strong labor force of the Grey Moon Fortress flowing to Osed, the rear city of the Grey Moon Fortress.

Apart from the troops stationed in the Gray Moon Fortress, the main working-level workers who remained in the Gray Moon Fortress were mostly elderly people and women and children who were unable to carry out heavy labor. A small number of strong young people or middle-aged people could not meet Simon's demand for drastic reforms.

There is also that thing...If that thing is not completed within three months...

"How great would it be if there was a natural disaster labor force that was very useful, used casually, and worked very hard."

Simon put down the official documents at hand and sighed again.

"Natural disaster labor?" Lorina, who was making black tea, looked up at her master, her flax hair swaying slightly.

Master Simon is talking strange things again.

In addition to his frequent words, "Money is valuable only when it is spent", "cultivating a person is actually investing in someone, Lolina, you have this potential." Recently, there are two sentences that come out from time to time, "I think it's like this."

What and what?

Lolina felt that the poor Young Master Simon must have been entangled by some kind of evil spirit, so she has acted a little abnormally recently.

The compassionate and tolerant Goddess of the Earth, please bless your loyal believer, Master Simon. Dispel those evil spirits and let him return to normal.

She prayed silently in her heart.

"How did I finish what I gave Paul?"

Simon asked suddenly.

"Yes." Lolina took a step back and recalled:

"It has been basically completed, and most of the Knights have been surveillance in various parts of the territory. As long as the suspicious people mentioned by Master Simon appear, you can get the news immediately."

"good."

Simon nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, the entire territory was covered with his eyeliner.

As long as those players arrive, he will get first-hand information.

And...how did the players come?

Should I ride a flying dragon or a griffin? Or do I get into the fortress like an ordinary person? What are their means of transportation?

Riding a flying dragon, the griffin must not be able to pass the levels set by the empire, right?

After all-in-

How can mainland residents accept this group of "natural disaster red stars"?

Different civilizations, different concepts, different clothing, different language expressions...

Most of the collision between civilizations is driven by blood.

Simon thought he was a lord with very good reception and learning ability, and he could make a few mistakes on the "devil's language" on the player forum from time to time.

But what about the others? Other nobles, lords... those people are all very conservative in their thoughts.

How do these players get along with these people?

Simon subconsciously tapped the tabletop.

No matter what... it was only an hour before these players came to the Ivy continent.

Looking at the countdown in the player forum and the constantly refreshing comments, Simon was also looking forward to it.

The time ratio between Ivey Continent and the player forum is consistent, which means that the time is completely synchronized with that side.

"Wait for another hour, that is, at 1:00 pm."

Simon glanced sideways at the ground clock beside him and waved his hand to let Lolina retreat.

It's time to take notes.

He picked up the quill next to him, spread out a piece of paper, and opened the player forum at will.

Take notes.

This is what Simon does every day.

After all, there are too many creative words for these ‘players’ to talk to each other, and Simon sometimes has to use translation notes to distinguish and recognize what they say.

Single words such as ‘dhaha’, ‘awsl’…these words are easy to understand. Simon probably understands that these should be words used to express his inner shock or is surprised by something or love emotions.

But he didn't quite understand the meaning of some long sentences next.

For example, these players often say, "Welcome to Zuan".

This sentence seems to be welcoming others at first glance, but often after the reply to this sentence, there are always some insulting swear words.

"Even though we were still welcoming in front, why did we swear words again?"

Simon's eyebrows were furrowed.

Welcome and swear words...is there any necessary connection between this?

The only reasonable inference is that this sentence "Welcome to Zuan" should be a devil's spell, and it can anger others by just saying it.

As the elegant and calm lord of the Grey Moon Fortress, Simon actually expressed deep hatred for such swear words.

"Let's try these 'devil language' later."

Simon murmured subconsciously.

He closed his notes, picked up the tea cup on one side, and tasted the black tea in his hand lightly.

"Hu..." Simon breathed contentedly.

To get in touch, it is very difficult to understand other civilizations.

At least Simon took notes as thick as a book in order to understand these "Natural Scourge Red Stars" more deeply.

It is filled with his analysis and annotations of these "devil languages".

The process was very hard, but Simon had to do it.

Because only by deeply understanding these things about the "Natural Disaster Red Star" can we prepare for the next layout and calculation.

It is necessary to record and observe their usual language communication.

"It's almost time to go out."

Simon blew the pulled-off hair out of the window and glanced at the time of the landing clock beside him.

In half an hour, the natural disaster will come to the world.

How spectacular was Simon, who wanted to walk out of the lord's mansion to appreciate and feel more intuitively.

He put on the gentleman's hat on the clothes hanger, took out the one-sided glasses from the desk, and finally took out the cane, changed into dressing masks, wigs and other items.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Simon gently rubbed his neck, and as he continued to move, his voice gradually grew older.

After a while, he looked at the appearance of the old squire in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

The preparations for the "Natural Disaster Red Star" are already ready.

......

After leaving the city lord's mansion, Simon strolled the streets.

Although he was addicted to the player forum, he did not forget the obligation that the city lord should have fulfilled.

This border city has been managed by him in a very good manner in this month.

All this is just because he believes in one thing, that is—

‘Things like gold coins are just piled up and not used…that is just a simple shiny metal piece.’

"The coin itself is worthless, because it can purchase valuable goods, so it is valuable."

Simon sneered at the leaders who were filled with passionate smiles and were full of enthusiasm in the long street of the market.

Those who pile up coins and don’t use them are just mediocre people.

"The more money you can use, the more you use it... it depends on the investment object." Simon held the cane in one hand and subconsciously raised his head.

So...what are these natural disaster red stars? Is it worth investing in yourself?

Can they help themselves get the things hidden in the old ruins of the Witch?

“This is really a stunning scene.”

Simon couldn't help but murmur.

Before he knew it, the thousands of acres of sky above his head had been eroded by the colors of the setting sun.

Countless burning red stars.

A scarlet light flashed on the edge of the sky—

Looking at the unknown evil stars gradually approaching in the air and the red stars that were falling brightly, Simon raised the brim of the hat and said to himself in a voice that he could only hear:

“Welcome to Gray Moon.”
Chapter completed!