Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Anthony felt dizzy and was pushed over, before he had time to catch his breath, Negris quickly explained the current situation to him.

Because he couldn't speak in time, Negris directly used teleportation, and he explained it all at once. The moment Anthony walked out of the tent, he knew the whole situation like the back of his hand.

First, he took off the clothes with obvious traces of the Illuminati Church on his body, and asked Ange to take out the rapeseed cakes to fill the entire tent, and then Anthony opened the curtain and walked out.

Seeing his appearance, Yin Coin breathed a sigh of relief, Duroken laughed, Anthony nodded to each of them, and then suddenly shouted: "Count Libinia, please look here!"

After shouting, he lifted off the tent, revealing a pile of rapeseed cakes full inside.

"Wow!" There was an uproar. All the victims present had eaten rapeseed cakes, and they knew how hungry this kind of cakes, which were smaller than a fist, would make their stomachs warm and their bodies full of strength.

In fact, everyone ignores the advantages of elf beans in disaster relief. Under normal circumstances, the victims of long-term hunger cannot eat enough in the first few meals. Eat some porridge to adjust their stomachs, otherwise they will easily spoil their stomachs or die.

Whether it was in the Abyss of Rest or in the City of Beauty God, this happened, and it was all thanks to An Ge's treatment.

But this time, there is no such worry at all. Although the rapeseed cakes are hungry, they are not in large quantities, and it is difficult to eat them.

There are so many of these hungry pancakes in a tent, and the visual impact is too great.

Anthony swelled his strength, and said loudly: "God loves the world, the mercy and love of the immortal god, but you have misunderstood and distorted it, but it doesn't matter, you are also a citizen of God, Count Rebinia, you are willing to join the immortal god." Is it the action of the God of God to save the world? You and your people will personally distribute the food to every victim of the disaster fairly, are you willing?"

"Assigned by me?" Rebinia was dumbfounded after hearing this.

"Yes, you are here to distribute. Aren't you afraid that we will turn the disaster victims into slaves? Then, send your people to distribute the food, and then resettle them, so that everyone can feel the love and care of the immortal god. The food is here. You can come and take over, don't let life go away meaninglessly." Anthony cried out in pity.

That voice was full of contagion, it made the listener cry when he heard it, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, wondering if his doubts about them were blasphemy.

The silver coins couldn't help but secretly slapped their thighs: "Wonderful, I have earned a lot of labor for nothing."

Since Rebinia is afraid that they will trick the disaster victims into becoming slaves, then you can share and we will supervise.

This Earl Rebinia must have many people under her command. It is no problem to do this kind of thing, but after she does it, she will bear the responsibility of resettling the victims.

They can get rid of the burden, gain faith, and fool many believers. Three wins, they win three times.

Earl Rebinia's expression became serious: "Is it really assigned to me?"

"It's not just a simple distribution. You have to dispatch enough people to distribute food, resettle the victims, register the number of people, organize production to save themselves, so that everyone can recover from the disaster, instead of just eating up the food. Earl Rebinia, This is a mission given by the Immortal God, are you willing to accept it?" Anthony's voice was full of bewitching.

In fact, it’s not deceptive, the main reason is that Anthony has been a magician for a long time. When he wants to fool people into working for him, just his tone and demeanor can arouse other people’s sense of responsibility and mission.

Rebinia hesitated. If Anthony simply handed over the food to her for distribution, she would wonder if she had seen through him and wanted to get away with a guilty conscience.

But now there are so many requests, and it sounds very reasonable and professional. Not only do disaster relief, but also organize production, so that the victims can see hope, instead of just dividing up the food, what will happen next after eating this meal? manage?

These words have also reached the hearts of the victims. What they fear most is that they will not have a meal after eating, that they will have no place to settle down, do not know where to go, and cannot see any hope.

In a country where the situation is stable, disasters have occurred, and the greatest hope of the victims is that the country will come to rescue the disaster.

But in this world, every city is equivalent to an independent city-state. If the people in the city don't care about them, no one will care about them anymore.

Rebinia's mood involuntarily jumped from 'how to expose these people' to 'how to do these things well? '.

"What do we need to do?" Revinia asked solemnly.

Well, it's set, as long as you are willing to do things, it will be easy to handle.

"Come on, first of all, how many people do you have? How much space can be freed up to accommodate everyone? Is there enough other materials? Are there enough means of production? What are the difficulties? I heard that you originally wanted to provide disaster relief. Who is doing this?" stop you..."

Negris and Yin Coin looked relaxed and stepped aside to watch the play. Anthony went out to fool people himself. There is nothing to worry about, they just watch the play.

Not knowing what they were talking about, Anthony picked up a canola pancake, tore it in half, took a bite himself, and then handed the other half to Rebinia.

Seeing that Anthony took the initiative to eat first, Libinia finally bit off her half with confidence.

After taking a few bites, you can know the advantages of this kind of rapeseed cake, and the taste is quite good. After eating half of it, Libinia licked her lips with some unsatisfactory taste. a normal person.

In the end, Rebinia decided to transfer 200 people, arranged by Anthony, and at the same time took out a valley to temporarily house the victims. The rapeseed cakes in this tent were also guarded and managed by Rebinia's people.

Rebinia went to transfer people, and Anthony immediately turned around among the victims.

Seeing some twelve or thirteen-year-old boys, he went up to fool them: "The Immortal God bless you and wish you good health."

"Is this your mother? Oh, ma'am, you're not in good health. Don't get up. You're very sick."

"The God of Immortality bless you, and the nightmare will be dispelled." Anthony scratched the patient's wound with a solemn expression, and immediately a large amount of black air billowed, as if the nightmare had been sucked out of the wound.

However, under the cover of the black air, Anthony's palm released the light of the Cleansing Technique.

After some pretentiousness, the patient's injury healed immediately, and the whole family was overwhelmed with gratitude.

Anthony took the opportunity to say that the little boy is very qualified and can become a priest of the immortal god, and he can enjoy monthly offerings and full food.

In this way, a dozen or so twelve- and thirteen-year-old boys and a large number of devout believers were fooled.

As expected of a professional magician, the effect of this performance is much better than serving rapeseed cakes.

After he came back, Negris asked curiously, "Why did you pick all these little boys?"

Anthony took a sip of the holy water and explained: "This age can already do things, but the concept has not yet formed. It is the easiest age to shape concepts and beliefs."

"What can they do?" Negris asked.

"Being our eyes and ears, we have no source of information here, we don't know anything, and it is easy to be calculated by others without knowing why."

Whatever you say, Rebinia came back quickly, panting anxiously and said: "Go, hurry up, Tuge said that you are pretending to be the temple of the undead, and you have already mobilized the undead guards from the cemetery, and they are surrounding you. Grab it, go, get out of here."

The faces of all the people present suddenly became strange.

ps: I am tired of sweeping the tomb, my old waist is about to break, I will mend it tomorrow.

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