Mecha Star Wars

The City Lord's Mansion.

The tall stone pillars support the ceiling, and the layers of gorgeous draperies are within reach.

Under the stone pillars, there are metal vertical high-legged multi-head oil lamps on both sides. It is not dark yet, and there is no open fire, but the golden reflection cannot be concealed.

Underfoot is a large carpet with complex patterns, which is soft and rebounding when stepped on.

At the end of the center of the lobby is an elevated main seat. There are also carvings on the brick side of the main seat platform. The long low table is also golden in color and inlaid with gems.

Behind the main seat, there is a whole background stone wall with carvings. Although I can't understand what it expresses specifically, the size and fine carving alone are enough to make people amazed.

Lin Fan's impression of the stone chamber still remains in the cave of Qian Lao and Ying Ze. These two are considered top bosses, but the place where they have lived for a long time is so simple that there is no trace of life at all.

Then there is Fenan's official residence. Although it is large and regular, it may not have too many decorations due to the size of the town, Fenan's financial resources, or because it is a temporary residence.

Before entering the City Lord's Mansion, she never thought that the cold stone building could be decorated in such a magnificent style. Now that she suddenly saw it, she felt that she was really ignorant.

This kind of extremely luxurious decoration, if it is not called the City Lord's Mansion, she would think it is reasonable to say that it is the Emperor of Heaven's Palace, given the low productivity they have seen recently.

Since they entered the city, the buildings and people's livelihood they have seen are not as gorgeous as the City Lord's Mansion, but much more regular and prosperous than the town where Fenan is.

Although there is a gap in size and economy between the town and the city itself, the gap in Os City feels that it is no longer a gap in the same era, but a gap across dozens or hundreds of years of development, and it is completely not on the same level.

They came suddenly, but the streets were clean and the people were orderly. Although their clothes were not as exquisite as Lin Fan's, they were also clean and tidy, and their overall mental outlook was very good.

Knowing that the carriage of the gods had arrived, they knelt quietly and orderly on the roadside, very respectful, and everyone had a smile on their face, which formed a sharp contrast with the suffering and noise of the farmers outside the city.

So, Hafiz's previous claim that he was a good city lord was not all lies.

Looking at such a magnificent city lord's mansion, the wealth of Os City needs no further explanation. Hafiz would use the seemingly precious salt to destroy the fields, which is not surprising from the perspective of money.

But why?

Hafiz bent his waist all the way and led everyone to the main seat step by step.

The platform of the main seat was very wide, and the low table was not small.

Everyone tacitly let Yingze sit in the middle, and Lin Fan and Lu Xinyuan sat on both sides of him, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were servants.

Antonio sat on the platform in front of Lin Fan, and Merlinier leaned against the nearest stone pillar on Lu Xinyuan's side with a sword. Both of them were European and American physiques, obviously stronger than ordinary people, and they were guards at a glance.

Hafiz determined the relationship between the people at a glance, clapped his hands twice, and the maids outside filed in, serving dishes of delicacies one after another.

The cups, plates, bowls and bowls were all golden, and even the trays were golden, with patterns if you looked closely.

The servants immediately filled the low table.

When Lin Fan thought they had left, several servants knelt at the feet of Antonio and Merliniel, bowed their heads, and raised the trays above their heads, becoming a real "man-stand". It was for the convenience of people who were not at the table to take food.

Lin Fan saw it for the first time with his own eyes, and he was stunned.

From the perspective of the guests, Hafiz did take care of everyone's needs in every detail, but...

She suddenly understood those protagonists in the novels who traveled to ancient times and couldn't bear to see people kneeling. She really felt... indescribable in her heart.

Not only her, Antonio and Merliniel were also uncomfortable. Although Lu Yuhao is a young master of Lincheng and his class status is much higher than that of ordinary people, he has never seen such a scene.

Several people were not very comfortable, but they all hid their emotions tacitly.

In Fenan's narration, the gods should be high and mighty, at least they would not show mercy to such a degree.

Moreover, although the servants seemed to be hard-working, they did not suffer any abuse. Maybe the servants here are always like this.

If they took care of the farmers' affairs, they could say that they happened to be in trouble. If they rashly sympathized with the servants... Hafiz did not look stupid, and there was no reason for him to expose his true colors and cause trouble for himself.

Yinze had no psychological burden at all, but he had been with Lin Fan for a long time and probably knew the girl's temperament. He said coldly: "Let's withdraw all irrelevant people. The scene may not be good later."

Hafiz thought that the gods were considering his face, and he was happy. Just when he was about to say that he didn't need to care about these servants, he saw the leading god put his hands on his hood, as if he was going to take off his hat, but he hesitated to move.

He was shocked and immediately dismissed all the servants, asking them to stay as far away as possible.

For a moment, in the empty hall, only Lin Fan and the other five were left, as well as Hafiz standing in the middle and the somewhat bewildered old man.

When the last person disappeared, Yunze also took off his hood, revealing his Taoist face and the aura of a superior who deliberately exuded.

Yunze had never doubted the identities of the few people.

In this world, where would anyone pretend to be a god?

Even if they had the courage, they didn't have the hardware conditions! Appearance, temperament, skills, which one of these can be easily cultivated by ordinary people? As rich as he is, standing next to the gods, wouldn't it be obvious who is better?

Now, when they saw Yunze's face, they knelt down and worshiped, shouting "True God is above", and the old farmer next to them did the same.

Such people are not gods? How is it possible? !

Although the four young people's sharpness is not that strong, but in connection with the previous speech, if they are not in a master-servant relationship, then the elders are leading the younger generation to walk in the world to gain experience...

Hafiz decided to put all his heart and soul into it and try to connect this line.

In fact, according to their definition of the gods, Lin Fan and the other five can indeed be regarded as gods, and they are not completely deceiving them, but they are not their native gods.

The two of them bowed down and worshiped, and Yunze did not stop.

Several people fully felt that in terms of attitude towards the gods, Hafiz, the lord of a city, and the desperate farmers were no different.

After a long chant, the two stopped talking. After a long time, Yunze spoke slowly.

"Okay, what's going on? Tell me."

Perhaps it was because the room was too wide and tall, and when Yinze spoke in the main seat, there was an echo, which made his God filter even stronger.

Hafiz could no longer remember that this was an effect he had deliberately created. He crawled forward a few steps with admiration, and when he looked into Yinze's eyes, he subconsciously lowered his head and answered respectfully.

"Sir, this matter is indeed irrefutable. Hafiz is willing to compensate."

It was a little unexpected that Hafiz admitted his fault so straightforwardly, but thinking of his previous performance, it was not surprising.

The old man did not expect it to be so simple. He had been brewing arguments with Hafiz all the way, but all of them fell into vain...

That's right! This is in front of the Gods, and no one dared to speak nonsense.

The old man received the reply of compensation. His surprise was mixed with long-standing grievances. He trembled with excitement and suppressed his tears. He only said in his heart over and over again: Thank you, Gods! Thank you for the protection of the true God!

Hafiz readily explained the compensation money and new farmland, which was so appropriate that the old man could not find fault with it. He just knelt down to thank the grace of the gods above.

Such a big dispute was solved just like a game. Lin Fan and the others did not even put pressure on him, but Yinze just said a word...

Has the prestige of the gods reached such a level?

Antonio was happy to see the trouble solved. He picked up the wine pot beside him and poured himself a glass and drank it: "Then why do you want to mess with them? You are the lord of Os City, you don't have to do it!"

The old man also stared at Hafiz. They couldn't figure out why they were so busy farming and suddenly offended the lord of a city they had never even met.

Hafiz walked a few steps on his knees, holding the wine pot to help Antonio pour wine, sighed, and was very aggrieved: "Who said it wasn't? I was forced to do it!"

I think I was obsessed with typing.

When I was dazed in the morning, I thought of a plot that I always felt I had written before, but in fact I hadn't written it. When I woke up, I forgot all the plot.

I took a nap at noon and it happened again...

Am I too invested? Will qualitative change lead to quantitative change? Will the articles come out so fast?

Hahaha, it's nice to think about it. I still have to type it word by word.