Mystery: The Return of the Stars

Ten years passed after the village chief passed his position to his son.

The village finally found a way to the outside world and even encountered another village.

That village was rich in products and food, and every villager could eat enough, but this village had a fatal flaw, they had very few people, less than two hundred people.

The new village chief got the news and thought about two possible options. One was to live in peace with the newly discovered village and choose a barter trading method.

The second was to declare war on the new village and seize their wealth and sufficient food.

After some consideration, he decided to choose the second way, because no matter how peacefully they lived together, the food that the new village had could not be given to them for free, and the food was limited and could only feed a certain number of villagers.

After decades of reduction in their population and suppressed anger in their hearts, their village just needed an outlet to vent.

In this way, under the leadership of the second village chief, they relied on their absolute advantage in numbers to defeat the new village and occupy all the wealth of the new village.

Most of the young and middle-aged people in the new village were killed, leaving only the elderly, children, and women.

The second village chief thought about it and decided to treat these people as captured slaves. At the same time, he promulgated a new village rule: all villagers in their village who defeated other enemies could be raised as slaves and let these slaves work for themselves.

As soon as this village rule came out, the villagers who had no wealth and status and were unbalanced in their hearts cheered and supported this new village rule.

In the next few decades, they discovered several villages one after another. Relying on the wisdom of the second village chief and the blessing of the slavery village rule, they successfully annexed these villages.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of villagers in the village, with mixed personnel and a large number of captured slaves, which made it increasingly difficult to manage.

The second village chief once again showed his intelligence and announced that he would build a large city to accommodate everyone.

At the same time, he also formulated many new city rules that were conducive to maintaining the stability of the city and his own rule.

For example:

The city lord can only be succeeded by the people of their village chief's lineage, and others cannot encroach on their rights, otherwise they will be sentenced to death.

All villagers who have more than five slaves automatically become slave owners, and they have the power of life and death over all these slaves.

Those who are close to the second village chief are appointed as city managers, with a status higher than slave owners and lower than city lords.

In this way, there are only five different classes in the new city.

The city lord at the top, the manager who assists the city lord in managing the city, the slave owner with a large number of slaves, the ordinary villagers who do not have enough slaves, and the slaves with the lowest status.

With the new city rules, the originally shaky group was brought together again, and the citizens of the new city wanted to fight a few more wars so that they could have enough slaves and become new slave owners.

The slave owners also wanted to plunder enough wealth through war so that they could become managers of the city.

The city lords and managers, who had the smallest number of people, set off wars according to the desires of the majority.

Decades passed, and they occupied many cities, and the individual cities united to form a city-state.

The son of the city lord became the leader of the new city-state. He formulated many new rules and order, and at the same time thought of a method of divine right to show that he was the chosen son favored by the gods, so as to maintain the rationality and supremacy of his rule.

The people who followed and were close to the new leader also obtained their position second only to God in the false myths and legends.

After the city-state stabilized, they started a new round of wars, because they didn't want to fight others, and when others became strong, they would fight themselves.

They were lucky. After hundreds of years of war, the leaders of the city-states changed for two or three generations. By the time of the fourth generation of city-state leaders, they had defeated all the city-states that dared to oppose them.

At this time, a kingdom beyond the city-state appeared, and new rules and order would be brewed.

They had a new name, law.

...

Hasta completed the story that Professor Wayne didn't tell in his mind, and the potion was also digested a lot at this time, leaving only the last part.

He estimated that in another month and a half, his lawyer potion would be completely digested.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the number of residents watching nearby not only did not decrease but increased.

Because the workers working at the dock heard that something was happening here, they also rushed to join in the fun with cups of cheap beer.

Professor Wayne had suspended the class and asked Lecturer Folen to answer questions and popularize the new laws that Rune had recently revised for the working class.

During the period, some people chose to leave halfway because they didn't understand, some people listened with a lot of question marks in their heads, some people frowned and seemed to have gained something, and only one or two people had a gleam in their eyes, like the stars rising from the night.

"Do you want to go up and talk?"

Professor Wayne came to Hasta, holding a glass of beer given to him by someone unknown.

"I still have a lot to learn, so I won't go up and make a fool of myself." Hasta rejected this proposal.

Professor Wayne took a sip of beer and said, "Since you are determined to learn the law, sooner or later you will have to step onto the stage and face a group of strangers to explain your views."

"Before that day comes, I have to learn more knowledge to avoid being driven off the stage with stones."

Professor Wayne smiled, looked at the dock residents who were listening attentively, and sighed: "Do you think they understand?"

"You have opened a window for them. As for what kind of scenery they can see from the window, it is no longer your business."

"Hehe, I can't open a window. At most, I can draw a window frame in the room. If they want to open the window, they need to work hard on their own."

Professor Wayne finished the big glass of beer, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and smiled: "Would you like to have a glass too?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't get used to the taste of beer."

Professor Wayne looked a little strange, pursed his lips, and Hasta didn't explain anything.

He just couldn't get used to the taste of beer, even the Southwell beer, which was known as the best in Rune, he couldn't get used to it.

It's not because he was born a noble, so he looked down on the cheap beer that the dock residents drank on a daily basis.

He prefers fruit wine, and he likes it more if it's a little sweet.

After a while, Professor Wayne brought another glass of beer and a plate of sausages from somewhere, which had a strong smoked aroma and a strong meaty aroma.

"Would you like some?"

This time, Hasta did not refuse Professor Wayne's kindness.

When Lecturer Foren finished his lecture and answering questions, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

None of the three of them had eaten dinner yet. The two administrators accompanying the workhouse wanted to invite Hasta and the others to taste the special food in the dock area, but Professor Wayne refused.

Because he had already eaten and drunk enough.

Hasta just counted a little bit, Professor Wayne drank three glasses of beer, ate four sausages and two slices of toast.

He also ate something with Professor Wayne, but he was not very hungry. Only Lecturer Foren had been speaking for two hours and was thirsty and hungry.

Seeing that Professor Wayne and Hasta had no intention of having dinner outside, he also felt that the security in a place like the dock area would not be very good at night, so he chose to go back to the workhouse first and eat something.

Back to the workhouse, Hasta looked at his pocket watch, it was nine eighteen.

The work and teaching in the workhouse have ended, and the children have returned to their dormitories to rest. The adults who worked during the day are queuing in the bathroom, wanting to take a bath before going to sleep.

Hasta and the other two did not disturb them when they came back, and Dean Daen did not appear again, but he had arranged three rooms for them to rest at night.

The three rooms are connected together, in the same area as the managers of the workhouse.

Going inside is the rest area where the children are, and the outermost side is the area where the adults live.

The room is not very big, about one-third of his study. In addition to a neatly made, clean bed and quilt, there is also a small table with a kerosene lamp filled with oil on it, which can be used when going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

In addition to these, there is nothing else.

The wall is made of stone, which is not smooth to the touch and a little icy.

If it is raining, the wall should leak water out, right?

Wouldn't it be too cold at night?

Hasta walked around the room a few times and reached out to knock on the wall.

It was very hard. It was difficult to make a sound with a fist. You had to knock on it with a wooden board to make a sound that would alarm others.

He was not paranoid, but Professor Wayne's behavior today made him a little concerned.

After confirming that there were no secret doors or basements, Hasta walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt, and put it under his nose to smell it.

There was a smell of soap nuts that had just been washed, and you could vaguely smell some rose essence sprayed on the quilt, but there was no odor such as mold or odor.

Put the quilt down, and then fold it up like tofu and put it on the right side of the bed.

Hasta lay his head on it and lay flat, feeling much more comfortable.

Changing to a new place, without the soft and warm big bed at home, he really couldn't fall asleep for a while.

After lying down for twenty minutes, Hasta got up from the bed. He wanted to take a shower before going to sleep, but when he went out today, Professor Wayne didn't say in advance that he would stay here tonight, so he didn't prepare any clothes to change.

It's not that I have to take a bath before I can fall asleep, but I want to take a bath before I fall asleep because I can't fall asleep.

"Be patient while you're out."

Hasta sighed, lay down on the bed again, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again.

About half an hour later, he vaguely heard someone knocking at the door.

This instantly woke him up from his trance!

His first reaction was that something had happened!

His second reaction was to grab a suitable weapon.

Finally, he held the heavy cane tightly and stared at the door vigilantly.