Hotel on the mountain

When Jetro woke up the next day, Mengzhi was already waiting aside. As a maid, she worked meticulously and participated in the entire process from washing to changing clothes. Jetro looked around the tent and found that fresh potted plants had been brought in from the slightly barren interior of the tent yesterday. The overall environment layout coincided with his personal preferences.

"Mengzhi, what you did is really a sign of humiliation."

The soft voice of the dream responded in my mind: "Experiencing life is part of life."

Jetro smiled, walked out of the tent, and found that the camp was already a busy scene. Everyone moved and cleared the stones they could, revealing the entire vestibule of the Alpine Fort, and the living area for people was much larger.

When people noticed Lord Jetro's appearance, a tall, dark, bald man immediately ran over from the crowd. He bowed and saluted before saying, "Sir, I am Simba, the blacksmith, and I am your loyal follower. By."

"Yes, Simba, I remember you." Jetro smiled, "In order to take you out of the family territory, I had a falling out with my brothers and sisters."

"Sir, I want to say," Simba scratched his bald head in embarrassment, "I want the materials from the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King to forge some brand-new equipment or facilities, but Dao'er refuses."

"Lord Yetro! Simba is too greedy! He wants the skin and bones, and he also wants the venom bag of the Blue Dragon King! But I haven't developed the antidote yet!" Dao'er joined in from the side angrily. After discussing, Simba continued the quarrel between the three of them and said in a deep voice: "If there is only skin and bone, then the equipment produced will only be a little sharper. We need to add attributes to the weapon to make it more powerful." Increased power."

Dao'er wanted to continue speaking, but Jetro held out a hand to stop him: "I understand the problem. You all have your own values ​​that need to be realized. I understand. Sith——"

Hearing Jetro yell, Sis trotted over and saluted.

"Sith, I need you to take Daniel and ten bodyguards with you, and kill a Blue Velociraptor before tonight. Can you do it?"

Sith clenched his fist and hit his chest twice, indicating that it was completed.

Simba suddenly said again: "Great, Lord Sith is a four-star knight, and Daniel is also a three-star hunter. If you encounter a two-star or three-star monster, you must help me hunt one back." Simba looked at Sith. After saying this, he shouted to the crowd, "Daniel! Daniel! You must find some mineral deposits for me this time! Otherwise, your Samsung equipment will be delayed until next year!"

"Yeah! Daniel! I remembered! You also need to help me collect some herbs and plant specimens!" Daoer shouted excitedly. Not far away, Chef Pavlov also picked up the conversation: "Daniel! Please, please come back with some fish! Everyone needs to improve the food!"

Daniel, who was carrying stones, asked doubtfully: "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Just listen to Simba, Dao'er, and Pavlov say in unison: "Aren't you a hunter?"

"Yeah...I know."

After everyone dispersed, Jetro walked towards the half-collapsed hall in the main part of the castle, Mengzhi always following him. The cleaning work in the hall was in progress. Most of the prisoners were sweeping away stones and moving rubble. Jetro could see their laziness and reluctance. It was not until they discovered Jetro's arrival that they stepped up the cleaning. Rhythm.

The man responsible for the restoration of the castle was the architect Russell Raya, who, unlike all the others, was the only one on loan from Jetro.

Russell Raya has half-white hair, neatly combed back, and always wears a decent suit, maintaining the dignity he should have as an upper-class person - he is a good friend of Jetro's father and is responsible for the entire family territory. The planning of the building, and his mission was just to come over to inspect the repair work of the castle, and after making a plan, he would be sent back to the old continent.

When Russell saw Jetro coming, he just nodded and saluted slightly, and continued to smoke his pipe.

The entire hall can actually be regarded as an independent building. It is five stories high. The surrounding walls are painted with exquisite paintings. The decoration on each pillar is exquisite. Unfortunately, those are scenes from the biography of the first Duke.

Jetro stood next to Russell. Following Russell's perspective, they could only see the ruins of the wall. They finally focused on the dome above - it was engraved with the great achievements of the first Duke of Raya and told about his The story of how a small nobleman helped the Hebrew Empire expand its territory and saved the royal family from danger.

A cloud of smoke was exhaled from Russell's mouth, and he was heard to speak: "The work of the master Richard Wagner is named 'Human Life'. It took the first Duke a hundred years to reach the top of the world, and it took five years It took a lot of time and resources to build the Alpine Castle, and Richard Wagner spent four years creating this epic, but everything was destroyed in one night. "

"This is the context of history, where everything goes back and forth between disappearance and birth. Therefore, people always have to leave something behind to make their life worthwhile. Our ancestors have already done this."

"Then you should understand the price the first Duke paid to achieve this. Jetro, with all due respect, with our current capabilities, we will not be able to repair this castle even if we are given two hundred years. You have to reproduce The glory of the first Duke is completely wishful thinking. You might as well listen to the master and go home and conquer an uninhabited area, and the reputation you will gain will not be worse than this."

"Mr. Russell, you are right." Jetro said to Russell, "I am just talking nonsense. What can I do with only 80 people? So - I am not going to repair it."

"Huh?!" Russell finally glanced at Jetro in surprise, and his old face immediately returned to its expressionless state, "Are you going to give up?"

"Mr. Russell, do you know who is the greatest architect in the world?"

"Oh, great? What can be called great? Designing the palaces of the Hebrew Empire, the Great Chik Empire, and the Boyero Empire? No one is great, what is great is nature!"

"Well, I understand." Jetro thought to himself, "Russell himself is one of the most powerful ones. He said this just because he was embarrassed to put down his gentlemanly attitude and praise himself, but he looked down on his peers."

So Jetro continued to ask: "Does Mr. Russell think that the ruins of this castle already belong to nature?"

Russell smiled and replied: "Yetro, every piece of material used for construction is taken from nature. Our buildings have always been the processing of nature. But you, do you need me to do anything? You Just tell me directly, I promise that I will come to help you, so I won’t do anything half-heartedly.”

"I'm just afraid that Mr. Russell, a great architect like you, will not agree with my ideas. I'm afraid that you will give me some 'crazy' or other bad comments." Jetro looked at Russell's doubtful eyes. After getting off, he said, "I want to use this castle and transform it into a luxurious hotel."

"What?! You are simply..." Russell was about to curse "crazy", but blocked the words back, and then asked, "Why? This is the greatest architectural crystallization of this century, and you actually To turn it into a hotel? Do you think a hotel is more valuable than a castle?”

"Yes, it's more valuable." Jetro looked into Russell's eyes and said in a deep voice, "What I want is a 'symbol of prosperity', not a 'symbol of power'. Alpine Fort has completed its mission of that era. . However, the first Duke has passed away, and he has left this land forever. Now, it is I, Jetro Raya, who has the final say.

Work on it, Mr. Russell, as you designed the palace for the Hebrew Empire. I want a 'symbol of prosperity' that may take a little longer to build, but I want it to exist and serve even the king can't fault it. "

After Jetro said these words, Russell, who was a little messy, remained silent and walked straight to the prisoners who were working. Halfway there, he turned around again, smiled and said, "Of course. This is a long-term plan, Mr. Russell, please do your best, even if it is just to transform this hall into a tavern, please, Mr. Russell.”

"Well..." Russell groaned, lost in thought.

On the other side, Jetro had shouted loudly: "Prisoners! Assemble!"

When the prisoners stood scattered in several rows, Jetro glanced around and found that there were about forty prisoners. They were obedient and cautious, not daring to make a sound. When Yetro originally screened prisoners, he specifically selected those who were young and strong, and whose cases were relatively unclear—that is, many of these prisoners were in their prime who had been wrongly accused.

"I believe that everyone present is someone I can trust. Those who cannot be trusted have been screened out when the monsters attacked. And according to the laws of the empire, you are all exiled. You must End your miserable life in the New World."

Jetro paused, looked at these ashen-faced prisoners, and continued, "But you all committed crimes on the territory of the Raya family, and everything that happens on the territory of the Raya family belongs to Raya." The Ya family manages it.

I, Jetro Raya, the future patriarch, hereby promise you that as long as you work diligently and uncomplainingly for the Raya family for ten years, you will be free citizens. "

Jetro's words aroused a wave of noise. He raised his hand to signal the crowd to stop talking: "Quiet. I said that I want you to be diligent and do whatever I ask you to do. If you are beaten by me, If I find that you are slacking off in your work and your bad habits are hard to change, I will demote you into slaves. Do you understand?”

"I understand! I understand!..."

"Now, you need to clean up the ruins of this hall. After that, you have to work overtime to carry out the construction work. Finally, Mengzhi, my maid, will train you and teach you the etiquette of noble servants, so that you can become a qualified ——Waiter. But I guarantee you that you will get the benefits you deserve, food, medical care, vacations, pay, you will all have it.

Everyone, because you are guilty, you have a heavy task, but think about your family and your future life. I have given you hope, but don't say that the Raya family is heartless. "

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!..."

After Jetro dealt with this series of things, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He tugged on his collar and rubbed his brain, but before he could take two steps, a huge feeling of loneliness swept through his body and mind again—— This feeling of loneliness in the world, and suddenly looking back and finding that there was only one person left in the world made him breathless. If there are no similar people in the world, how should he live?

Jetro's abnormality attracted Mengzhi's attention. She hurriedly ran over to support Jetro, who was bent over and gasping for breath, and conveyed a voice to the other person's consciousness: "I'm sorry, I can't control the feeling of 'loneliness', my consciousness Always passive and eager to communicate a lot of information.”

"It's okay. You made me understand how terrible the loneliness is."

Jetro straightened up, smiled at the apologetic Mengzhi, and continued to respond, "I leave it to you to teach them."

To be honest, Jetro can understand the "feeling" of the dream, like a claustrophobic person being locked in a dark box, screaming and responding every day. Fortunately, what Mengzhi feels now is only loneliness, not fear - wait! Will she increase the intensity of her "feelings" over time? !

Jetro looked at Meng Zhi's graceful back and felt a trace of anxiety in his heart - if loneliness is so breathless, will fear destroy a person? But how can we obtain this kind of energy that blasts open the world’s passages?

Humans are social animals. If they are tortured by absolute loneliness all the time, they will definitely go crazy and end their lives. Jetro understood that before sending Meng Zhi away, he could only race against time to strengthen himself, and he could not talk about enjoying life.

"Simba! Call Simba here!"

Jetro took long strides and walked calmly out of the half-collapsed hall.