Chapter 76 You Are Nothing Special

The barbarian Beelzebub stayed where he was after all.

Not only because of these elite soldiers, but also because the old shaman Tana had told him before he came.

Unless he was in fatal danger, he had to hold back.

Before he could react, the soldiers in front of the gate had already started to line up.

"If possible, please help us keep a record. We need to register everyone."

Old John, with a smile on his face, looked at the tall barbarian and pointed to the big guy queuing on the other side.

Beelzebub looked at Old John hesitantly. What surprised him was that the latter did not send out the familiar hostility, but instead had a faint joy.

This is really strange!

Old John, who seemed quite familiar with the place, pointed at the cart drivers in line and continued to explain in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Do you see them? Whether they are cart drivers, wanderers, adventurers, or even former dog-headed people, they will not encounter unexpected dangers as long as they abide by the rules of the territory."

Beelzebub looked at these soldiers. He did not deliberately ask for some "benefits" in the name of search and inspection like the soldiers he had seen before.

All people, including adventurers, had their weapons taken away one by one, and then received a piece of paper.

"After the weapons are registered, they are kept with the number plates they get, and they can be retrieved when they leave the village. This is to ensure that no malicious incidents will occur in the village..."

The unprecedented strict control measures on weapons far exceeded Beelzebub's imagination.

Especially those adventurers who were arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, as if they knew it long ago, they handed in their weapons obediently, without any of their usual rebelliousness.

It was really weird!

In this situation, although Beelzebub felt a little weird, he relaxed temporarily.

Although the situation in Bay Village was a bit strange, at least they were not too dangerous. With expectations already very low, Beelzebub had nothing else to ask for.

Just as everyone lined up to enter the village, Adam Smith, with mixed feelings, also walked into the Lord's Mansion, which had not changed at all compared to Bay Village.

Behind him, the old shaman Tana, with a complicated expression, looked at the Yaya falling from the sky and whispered in disbelief:

"Dragon!"

The flying Yaya landed accurately on Matthew's shoulder.

She stretched very comfortably, showing an extremely graceful figure and an increasingly shining silver body.

Although it looked relatively small, both the wings and claws were already very sharp and perfect.

The old shaman Tana looked at the nearly perfect creature in front of her, some terrifying images flashed through her mind, and she lowered her head slightly.

Stroking the smooth back of the tooth, Matthew looked through the attributes of the old shaman Tana, smiled and said:

"It seems that your battle with the Eastern Empire is really fierce!"

When this was said, everyone else was a little confused, not knowing what Matthew was talking about.

Only the old shaman Tana looked at Matthew's dark pupils in shock, and asked in horror:

"How did you know..."

Name: Tana.

Age: 112 years old.

Occupation: 12th-level high-level shaman, master breeder.

Identity: Chief Shaman of the Hotak Clan in the Eastern Continent.

Talent: ? ? ?

Expertise: ? ? ?

Inheritance: ? ? ?

Attributes: ? ? ?

Although he did not see through her strength at the first time, Matthew also obtained enough information.

With a mysterious smile, Matthew did not answer directly, just to show his background and strength, and said softly in a gentle tone:

"Since you can speak the common language, it's great. Since we spent money to buy you and your people, you only need to work for me for 5 years."

"And during these 5 years, you can get the due compensation, sufficient food and conditions."

"After 5 years, you can leave freely, but you must give up everything here, and you can only start from scratch next time you join."

"Of course, if you don't agree to this condition, then even if you owe me 1,000 gold coins, you can leave directly after working for me to repay it..."

Hearing Matthew's words, the old shaman Tana, who had seen countless people, suddenly felt that she could not see through the young lord in front of her. She went over the conditions in her mind, which could be said to be extremely generous.

But in the eyes of the old shaman Tana, the more generous the conditions, the deeper reasons may be hidden behind them.

But she seemed powerless to resist, as Matthew said.

When the Hotak clan encountered the terrifying troops of the Eastern Empire on the battlefield, they suffered heavy losses and almost lost all their manpower.

Their fate was no longer in their own hands.

Seeing her so depressed, Matthew couldn't help but think that the battle that seemed to exist only in the background story was very likely not as simple as he imagined, and continued to say calmly:

"You are nothing special, don't worry, if you are willing to stay in Bay Village for a while, you should learn the common language well..."

Before he finished speaking, Matthew turned and left, and the two bodyguards, Gold Fang and Silver Fang, moved their fierce eyes away from the vital points of the old shaman Tana.

She was left in a daze!

Back at the Lord's Mansion, Butler Ralph took the supply list handed over by Adam Smith and was keenly aware of the changes in it.

"Two million pounds of wheat, the total price is 1,100 gold coins, the price per pound has increased by 1 copper coin?"

"The casting materials are 3,000 pounds, and the total price is 360 gold coins. The price per pound has increased by 2 silver coins?"

Butler Ralph quickly informed Matthew of the changes, and the latter saw the problem at a glance:

"These two things may seem inconspicuous, but they are extremely important to the entire Netheril Empire."

"The former represents the basis of people's livelihood, and the latter represents the changes in spell casters..."

"Have the prices of production materials dropped?"

If the price of just one or two items fluctuates, Matthew won't think anything of it.

But when the prices of almost all supplies showed significant changes, and combined with the memories in his mind, he immediately discovered some clues.

"Sure enough, the level of contact before was not enough to discover the cause of this subtle change."

"It seems now that some forces have begun to make preparations..."

"After all, prophecy is not a rare spell..."

"Maybe I only saw a few words, but the changes must be real!"

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Matthew quickly put them aside and focused more seriously on the present.

Currently, Bay Village has stored 4.4 million pounds of wheat, enough to consume 22,000 people for a year.

Nearly 5,000 pounds of spellcasting materials are enough for him and his students to use for a long time.

Don’t worry too much about these two things for now!

However, in Matthew's plan, Bay Village will continue to expand in size, and new personnel will be recruited almost every week.

There are still 6 months left before the winter when it will snow heavily, and the recruitment rate is maintained at about 1,500 people.

By the time winter approaches, the overall population of Bay Village may even reach 35,000.

Not to mention, next year there will be a wave of terrifying and destructive orcs!

These things are currently far from enough!

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