Chapter 471: Chapter 278 New Farming Method (Part 2)_2
“Starting today, a reading tax will be imposed. Anyone who reads any text must pay a tax to the fifth-grade noble Derayle—one copper coin per sentence.”
With resignation, the captain dropped another copper coin in, but the official smiled, indicating it wasn’t enough, and pointed to another notice.
“Starting today, an education tax will be imposed. Any person who is reminded or educated by an official or noble must pay a tax to the fifth-grade noble Derayle—one copper coin per occasion.”
After placing ten copper coins in, the captain asked, “If I give you some extra money, may I ask you a question?”
“Please do.” The tax official smiled and replied.
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“Where is Mr. Derayle?”
“On the second floor of the city center. Do you wish to pledge allegiance to him? If you give me some money, I could introduce you.”
“No need, thank you. I was a bit uneasy about kidnapping a noble, but now it seems like I’m doing a good deed.”
“What did you say?”
“Take action.”
An adventurer appeared behind the tax official as if out of nowhere, and with a crisp snap, twisted the official’s neck, the body then slumped to the ground.
The captain tossed two copper coins onto the official’s open, unseeing eyes, then turned to his teammates and said, “Let’s go, this is a big deal.”
Being able to act as guards for a magician, no one in this squad was ordinary.
They moved through like a hot knife through butter, quickly dispatching the few guards they encountered.
When the captain pushed open the door and entered the second floor, Derayle, who was busy with accounts, looked up in confusion and asked, “Who are you, what do you want?”
“To take you to a nice place.”
After knocking the man out with a punch, the captain felt this job was quite satisfying.
There was money to be made, and he was dealing with nobles, whom he loathed the most—the business couldn’t be better.
The noble Derayle was delivered to the City of Judgment, his small fifth-grade noble’s greed causing the dungeon to grow rapidly.
Finding the method effective, the captain was immediately entrusted with an important task, starting to incite adventurers from all over and to begin kidnapping nobles.
Compared to dealing with the dungeons below, kidnapping nobles proved to be a far simpler task.
These nobles had already fled to various cities, but due to the players’ needs, adventurers secretly transported them to the City of Judgment, where they became nourishment for the dungeon’s growth.
The rebellious nobles on the run were all stubborn old fools, full of intense hatred for the Angel Envoys who sought to overthrow them, including those turned nobles who became targets of their hatred.
Within Yifate, every turncoat noble was marked, their heads worth a lofty bounty; sadly, that money wasn’t so easily claimed.
Yifate was now officially renamed the Yifate Workers Union, with the first batch of worker representatives elected, and under the leadership of Chairman Drey, they embarked on Yifate’s reconstruction.
However, external forces were still rampant, adventurers employed by nobles often came to wreak havoc and incite trouble, forcing them to allocate a part of their forces to deal with these troublemakers.
Besides that, understaffing was also a problem, many workers on the outskirts of Yifate were unaware of what had happened initially; they had been coerced by the nobles to leave, causing most of the outer work of Yifate to come to a halt.
And the emergence of the Demon God overhead posed a great problem. Its appearance was a severe blow to the faith of the populace, and even with Angel Envoys like Pingping and Tang Mo reassuring the citizens, unrest and instability persisted everywhere.
While Chairman Drey was busy beyond measure, his brother Kevin walked in with a letter.
Gently knocking, Kevin said to Drey, “I’ve received a letter, sent over from the City of Judgment.”
“Is it a request for support? We don’t have many troops now, but we should still be able to send a batch over.”
“No, they say they understand the shortage of workers here, so they’re preparing to send a batch of workers this way.”
Laying down his pen, Drey felt a bit surprised.
The City of Judgment was a city in dire need of external aid; without it, they’d quickly run out of resources and meet their end.
Although Drey knew that the Angel Envoys had started to support the City of Judgment, he didn’t think they had the ability to be self-sustaining.
Moreover, with only a few thousand citizens in the City of Judgment, how could they afford to send workers out?
With this question in mind, Drey asked, “Who is the messenger?”
“Outside, and very tall.”
Confused, Drey walked out to find Kevin had not lied.
The other person, at three meters high and wrapped in a thick cape, revealed developed pectorals and abs that seemed capable of crushing someone, even beneath the loose clothing.
What a man, definitely born a brute!
The guarding Gray Bear kept glancing at the brute, seemingly eager to have a bare-knuckle competition, while the other also sent fervent glances through the cape, charging the air with a philosophical essence.
Interrupting their longing exchange, Drey asked perplexedly, “Excuse me, sir, may I ask who you are…?”
Unraveling the cape, the strong man revealed his true self.
The massive Minotaur appeared in the room, and its ferocious appearance put Gray Bear immediately on alert, launching himself at the newcomer.
Their fingers interlocked as they twisted each other’s hands, each trying to overpower the other with sheer brute force.
Their finger bones made terrifying sounds. Both used their full strength in the struggle but soon found they could not best the other.
Their eyes bloodshot, faces flushed, and sweat pouring down their backs, it was clear they had both exerted themselves to the fullest.
Eventually, with roars, they both stepped back, looking at each other with even greater fervency.
“Um… Mr. Minotaur?”
The Minotaur then came back to his senses and said to Drey, “Sorry to have startled you. Although I may look like a monster, I swear I mean no harm.”
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“I can vouch for him,” Tang Mo hurried over and said. “Just got the news from over there, the Minotaur can be trusted.”
“Sorry for the misunderstanding,” Drey sincerely said. “I thought you were here to attack the city.”
“It’s okay. The City of Judgment knew you were short on workers over here, so they sent me to try out some new methods. It’s urgent; please tell me where people are needed most.”
“Many places, but the farms are probably in the greatest need.”
“Let’s go there, then. Oh, and bring along a stubborn noble.”
Although the Minotaur had mentioned he brought workers, Drey had not seen any.
With this question, he led the Minotaur to a nearby farm and soon learned what the Minotaur’s method was.
An uncooperative noble was brought over, cursing initially but immediately losing his defiance to despair upon seeing the Minotaur.
“I knew it!” the noble shouted. “You damned slaves have indeed colluded with monsters! Are you preparing to sacrifice me?”
“I don’t eat fools,” said the Minotaur.
“Then I’m doomed!”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to eat you in this lifetime.”
After rummaging in his pocket, the Minotaur took out a seed and placed it on a small mound near the farm.
Having the noble tied up and buried close to the seed, the group saw it take root and sprout, a tremendous dungeon growing before their very eyes, then beginning to spawn monsters inside.
After muttering an “excuse me,” the Minotaur entered the dungeon; soon after, he emerged dragging a battered dungeon boss.
“It’s done; I’ve taken care of this boss. Now, the dungeon obeys me. Later, I’ll have the monsters come out to work the land. Please send an Angel Envoy to motivate them.”
Watching the Minotaur’s actions, Tang Mo felt somewhat stunned.
While he knew Fang Cheng Studio liked to play with Easter eggs, this one was particularly unique.
And having monsters farm?
Just how much do you love farming!