Paine's game

Paine originally wanted to enter the square area to communicate with other players, but for some reason, he felt something bad when he thought so.

"We have encountered all kinds of strange things, so we should trust our sixth sense. Anyway, now that I have primary authority, I can come back here anytime I want."

Paine backed down and thought of going back to Dajing to rest for a while. After all, he had hardly rested during this period, and the donkeys in the production team were not so tired.

But as the saying goes, whatever you fear will come to you. Just when Paine was about to go back to Dajing to rest, the junior intelligent butler suddenly spoke.

"Player Mr. Paine, there is a seventh-level player who used the rare item compulsory recruitment ticket in the square area. Players below seventh level who are currently staying in the Gap of All Worlds will be recruited to a certain main material plane world. Please do this.

Be prepared."

"What? Didn't you say that players who have officially joined the game can freely choose to explore or not continue to explore the world without any compulsion?"

Paine was shocked. He didn't want to venture into a new world before he could catch his breath.

"This is a forced recruitment through rare objects, not an ordinary world exploration mission. Please be prepared accordingly, you will be forcibly recruited in about 5 minutes."

"I!#@……!……!"

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Scarlett Hao can swear that she has never been so embarrassed in her life: her whole body is sore and stiff now, and now it is very difficult to move every time. She is obviously in a dark room, but her face seems to be flushed by the sun,

The blistered palms were also cracked. There was coating on her tongue, her throat was as dry as if it had been scorched by fire, and her head was always swollen.

This is the sequelae of excessive use of magic power. Her teacher once described this situation to her, but she had a high self-esteem and never imagined that this would happen to herself.

"Ahem, cough, cough." She struggled to get up and shouted at the top of her voice: "Where's the light? Why is the room so dark, Pork? Get a candle."

"They took away all the candles, Miss Scarlett, and there was only one left. The ones we used to find things at night were almost used up. Mammy took care of Miss Karin and Miss Su Lun at night.

The rag strips were placed in a dish of oil and set on fire."

"Then bring the remaining candle." Scarlett Hao said without thinking, but she changed her words when she said it, "No, take it to my mother's room first - the office room."

The black slave hurriedly ran to the dining room, but Scarlett Hao fumbled into the dark room and sat down on the sofa.

Pork came in holding a half-burned candle standing on a plate, and the room suddenly became bright and full of life. The sunken old sofa where they sat, the desk, and the desk in front of them

The high bookshelf that reaches the ceiling; here is mother's thin carved chair, the square shelf for storing documents is still filled with mother's handwritten documents and volumes; and the frayed carpet - all

All of this is the same as before. But Scarlett Hao knows that everything is different now.

"Pork, how many black people are there in the house?"

"Miss Scarlett, those worthless niggers have all run away, and some of them are even following the Yankees -" Pork's chest heaved violently. Although he was a black man, this did not prevent him from expressing his sympathy in front of his master.

The disdain of my dark-skinned compatriots.

"How much is left?"

"There's me and Mammy, Miss Scarlett. Mammy takes care of the girls all day long. And Dilcey, who's with the girls now. Just the three of us, Miss Scarlett."

"Only three? There used to be at least a hundred!"

Scarlett Hao struggled to raise her head with her stiff and sore neck. She knew that she had to maintain a firm tone. To her own surprise, she still spoke so calmly and naturally, as if there had been no war at all.

She could also summon ten servants with a wave of her hand.

Although she is not yet a qualified witch, Scarlett Hao remembers the rules of conduct of witches very well. She is not a silly aristocratic lady, she is very aware of the potential threat of the seemingly docile black housekeeper in front of her - if he

If you know that you have overused your magic power now...

She sneered in her heart.

"Pork, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"No, miss, they took it all away."

"Where's the garden?"

"They drove the horses inside."

"Did the land where the sweet potatoes grow also go?"

A happy smile appeared on Pork's thick lips.

"I didn't forget the potatoes. Miss Scarlett, I think they're still there. The Yankees have never seen a potato, and they think they're just some roots, so——"

"The moon is coming up now. Go out and dig some for us to grill. And dig out the corn whiskey buried in the big oak barrels under the grape vines. I'll bring back a horse and a hen."

Cow, it's time for the cow to be milked, and she's in a hurry. Unload the horse from the cart, give it a drink, and then tell grandma to take care of the cow."

Scarlett Hao arranged things in an orderly manner, and her voice revealed an inexplicable majesty, just like when she killed the small group of Union soldiers in the swamp three hours ago.

"As ordered." The black slave's eyes flashed with a look of regret, and he lowered his head.