Noble Emblem

Even when we talk about interests, we also talk about sincerity. Sincerity lies in the open, while interests lie in the dark. Beta feels that the most troublesome thing is this kind of negotiating opponent.

You know clearly what the other person is up to, but the other person’s reasons are just high-sounding, and you can’t do anything about it.

Beta didn't want the other party's little queen to come over, so there was no need to think about it, it would definitely be a trouble. But the other party used twenty druids as a sign of sincerity, and then threatened without leaving any trace. How to defeat this little trick?

Beta thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay, since the elves are very sincere, of course we can't be stingy. We 100% guarantee the safety of the little queen in Waking City."

"Happy cooperation." Cocoyala smiled a little proudly.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Beta's expression was a little helpless.

After Cocoa left, Shirley hugged Beta's shoulders from behind, pressed two balls of soft flesh on his back, and said with a smile: "This is the first time I've seen you being tricked. It feels quite good. It's novel. What if the little queen of the elves comes and really likes you? "

"You think too highly of my charm." Beta smiled and said, "I'm not a walking gold coin. Everyone will like me."

"I think it's almost done." Shirley murmured, and then said: "I will take over the twenty druids first and arrange for them to live in the south. Is there anything else you want to add?"

Beta thought for a while and said: "First build a cordon to separate the elves from ordinary citizens."

"You don't trust those elves?" Shirley was slightly surprised.

"No." Beta shook his head: "The elves always like a quiet and indifferent atmosphere. But we humans like liveliness. If the elves come to occupy a piece of land, they will definitely attract a lot of people to watch. I'm afraid it will scare our allies. Which leads to some unpleasant things.”

"I understand." Shirley said with a smile: "The elves in the warning zone can come and go freely, but people on our side can't just pass by."

"Yes, that's it. The twenty druids are all botany talents. In the future, we will have to rely on them to increase crop yields, teach us how to identify herbs, etc. For such a big role, give them some small privileges. That’s what it should be.”

"Okay, I'll go talk to the elf envoys and inform them in advance to prevent them from misunderstanding that the warning tape is to isolate them and cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"sorry to bother you."

"We are an old married couple, why are you being so polite?" Shirley smiled, turned around and left the study.

Beta, on the other hand, began to study the map on the desktop and draw on it with a red pen. According to the recently received intelligence, the Temple of Life has carried out "upper-level strategy" in various countries around the world. They aim to win over the upper-level personnel of a country in order to gain a greater say.

This is indeed a good idea, but there is a saying that going too far is not enough. If you only ally with nobles, you will indeed have a great advantage in the early stage. But the aristocrats are also very attracted to each other. If one of them fails, they will have to take sides, and the initial investment may be in vain.

Beta believes that learning the theory of a certain librarian is the most correct approach. It mainly unites the workers, peasants and businessmen, and tries to keep a respectful distance from the aristocratic groups and does not participate in their political struggles. At most, it maintains good relations with some 'progressive' aristocrats who understand the teachings of the Wealth God.

The Cult of Life wants to erode the upper class, so let them go. The Cult of Perfect Wealth will take root in the vast rural areas and towns.

In big cities, the main focus is on developing believers from ordinary people.

In the slums of Bluewater Port, a woman with an explosive figure but a muddy face sat on the edge of the mud under the eaves.

The white snow was falling, and her body was already covered with a layer of snowflakes.

Two priests wearing white robes with gold trim came over, each carrying a large package. While handing out black bread to the beggars on the roadside who were dying of hunger, they shouted: "The Cult of Wealth is recruiting people to dig the mines in the north. Two copper coins a day, three meals a day, and three pieces of black bread for each meal. Those who are willing to work should go to the office in the north of the city to sign up now. There are only three days left. "

Many beggars got the black bread and ate it as they hurried north. There are also some beggars who are too hungry to move, or even starved to death, and decide to finish the black bread they got first.

One of the priests had almost finished distributing the black bread in his package. Seeing the motionless woman in the distance, he felt pity. He took the initiative to come over, put one of the black bread in front of the woman, and said, "Looking at you, you don't look like that." They are people who have been hungry all year round. There is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome. If you work hard, you may have a bright future. Our religious church is now recruiting qualified girls as candidate priests. If you are interested, you can give it a try. "

This priest has been relieving civilians at the bottom of the city in the past few years and has accumulated a lot of experience. Although the woman in front of him is dirty, she has a good figure. Only people who have no worries about eating and drinking can have such a figure.

How could ordinary beggars and poor people, who were hungry all year round, be able to raise two thick lumps of fat?

"Thanks."

The woman grabbed the black bread, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly. He seemed very lethargic and unmoved.

The priest shook his head and left.

Most of the beggars went to the north to do short-term work for the Wealth God Cult in exchange for some food. Most of the beggars were able to survive the cold winter.

In the past few years, the Temple of Wealth has taken such measures every winter. Even if there is no reason, they will make it up and let the poor and beggars work.

For example, go to the woods, cut down a lot of wood, and build many houses outside the city for the poor and beggars to live in. Bury all the unimportant pits on the roadside, clean the city streets, or unblock the sewers.

In short, the Cult of Wealth makes people work before feeding them.

But beggars and common people also eat the same thing and think it's normal. On the contrary, the behavior of those kind-hearted nobles giving out porridge and bread for free seems less useful to beggars and poor people.

After taking porridge and bread, the poor people would turn around and spit, then eat the bread.

Thanks to the efforts of the Wealth God Cult, there are now a lot fewer beggars and homeless poor people in various cities across the country.

But this world is too cruel, and new beggars and poor people appear at any time. We can never finish "poverty alleviation", we can only do our best.

Unless the system changes. But in the short term, this is impossible to achieve. Even players like Beta, who believe in my orders and can't help it, don't dare to think about it casually.

The woman ate her brown bread slowly, taking at least an hour to eat one piece of brown bread. Then she stood up and left the ghetto.

She is very slow but steady.

She walked through the alleys, across the streets, to the seaside.

Blue Water Port is a non-freezing port. Even in the cold winter, the sea water still laps on the coast and the water temperature is quite high.

It's obviously warmer on the beach than in the city.

The pier of the harbor was still in full swing. The most lively place in the whole city is here. The dock workers loading the goods shouted loud chants and pulled the goods one by one to unload them from the ship.

The muscular men wore short shirts, and you could see strands of sweat running down their shiny, dark skin.

There were also travelers of different identities disembarking from the caravan.

A gentleman, a commoner, a noble lady, even a beautiful lucky cat.

The woman walked to the edge of the wooden bridge on the pier and looked up. Below was blue water with surging waves that could not be seen to the bottom.

She was incompatible with the people around her, so when she arrived here, many people noticed her.

Someone was afraid that she would fall and shouted several times from a distance.

But she turned her head and smiled happily and calmly on her muddy face.

Then he spread his arms, flew like a bird, and then fell into the sea.

There was only one bang, and the whole person disappeared.

Some elegant women screamed.

Several enthusiastic sailors jumped down and dived to the bottom of the sea, but soon they floated up and shook their heads at the people around them.

Many people were amazed, but more people were not moved at all.

In this world, it is difficult for even oneself to survive, so why bother meddling in other people's business. They live if they like, and die if they like. The ocean is uncapped, so they can jump if they want, and no one will stop them.

It is because of the recent efforts of the Wealth God Cult that they feel that their lives are better, but this is not enough.

The girl who fell into the sea did not drown as others imagined, but swam like a fish. She sank to a depth that normal people could not reach. On the dark bottom of the sea, she found a trench and swam in.

This trench continued upward. She swam for nearly ten minutes before light appeared, and then she finally found and swam into a hollow in an undersea mountain.

There is air here, a piece of dry land, and a shallow pool connected to the seabed outside. At the bottom of the pool, there is a kind of luminous seaweed, which produces a light source and attracts some small fish to swim from the trench. There is also a kind of long leaf-shaped seaweed that will produce a few bubbles to float up from time to time.

She climbed up from the pool, the mud on her face had been washed away, revealing a very beautiful girl's face.

It's Fleur.

Dragging her tired body, Fleur came to the middle of the land. There is a cowhide tent, an iron pot, a straw mat, and a quilt.

This is her secret base. She has been visiting here from time to time since she discovered this place after becoming a Great Swordsman at the age of eight. Occasionally, spending a day alone at the bottom of the sea, away from the worldly distractions, having only herself in the whole small world, would give her a peaceful happiness.

But since her body was taken over by her ancestors, she has not been here for five years.

Because this place is the bottom of the sea, there won't be any dust here, but because of the heavy humidity, the quilt has become rotten and has a musty smell.

She didn't care, and pulled the quilt to cover her body. She hid in the smelly quilt and cried loudly.

I cried very aggrieved and aggrieved.

She fell asleep when she was tired from crying, and continued to cry when she woke up. She cried until her voice became hoarse, her eyes turned into peaches from her crying, her whole body became weak from crying, and after she cried until her tears could no longer flow out, she got out of the quilt and walked to the pool. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a palm-sized fish, removed its head, and ate it loudly.

As she ate, her eyes started to water again.

But this time, her face was smiling.