Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Olike squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty and saw a man holding a sign.

He was literate, but unfortunately he didn't get into college.

Mr. Olike from Mill Village!!!

Mill Village is his hometown. Although he has moved to the city now, it is obvious that this is to pick him up.

I sent a telegram to my second brother when I remembered it. I wanted to go to my second brother Good after landing, but I didn't expect him to come to pick me up.

In the correspondence over the years, although Good said that he was doing well in the New World, his family was still skeptical.

In addition, when he left with the family's financial support, he was actually holding his breath, so after sending back the same amount of gold coins, he never sent money again.

If Good hadn't sent telegrams home many times this time, I'm afraid Olike wouldn't believe that his brother really made a fortune.

Then... there was a strong desire to run away.

So it is said that reading opens up wisdom. If Olike had never read a book in his life, he might have just worked for his eldest brother in a daze for the rest of his life.

But now that his horizons have been broadened, he is no longer satisfied with the boring life in his own factory day after day.

So, he came.

When he saw the person in charge of receiving him, Olike believed that his choice was right and his second brother really made a fortune.

"I, I am Olike. Are you sent by my second brother Good to pick me up?"

"Yes, Mr. Olike." The young man in charge of reception seemed enthusiastic and proactive: "Because the arrival time of the ocean liner is uncertain, Mr. Good asked me to wait here.

By the way, you can just call me Aichi."

Olike breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with Aichi, he seemed restrained and naive.

Fortunately, pyramid schemes and waist-gambling are not popular now, otherwise this young man would be the best prey.

Aichi was very enthusiastic to carry Olike's luggage. The latter wanted to come by himself, but was rejected.

"Where is my second brother?" Olike asked embarrassedly. He always felt that Aichi's enthusiasm made him a little overwhelmed.

"Mr. Good is in Silver City. The Chamber of Commerce is very busy. It's difficult for him to go out for a long time."

Aiqi always dispels some of Orlik's fears.

The two rested in Silver Port for a day. Most immigrants were still waiting for the distribution of the colonial government. Orlik had already boarded a ferry with his luggage.

Olik observed very carefully, which was different from other teenagers.

He found that other people needed a ticket to get on the ship, but Aiqi just nodded, and the crew responsible for checking the tickets let him on.

"Evading the ticket? Or other reasons?"

Olik was a little nervous. Would the people sent by his second brother embezzle the ticket money?

What if this was discovered?

Aiqi took Orlik to the second-floor cabin, opened the door, and explained: "This ship is also Mr. Good's property. This is the room specially arranged for you by Mr. Good."

Olik opened his mouth wide, extremely surprised.

This ship is also his second brother's property. Thinking of the current price of ships, the family factory is also this wealth.

My brother is a billionaire?

Olike was dizzy. For an ordinary person, it was obviously difficult to accept this fact all at once.

Next, Olike took a boat to the Golden Inland Port, and then took a carriage to the Silver City.

As the capital of the colony, the prosperity of the Silver City is no less than that of the local city.

And most of the houses were newly built in recent years, which seemed a little fresher.

The carriage arrived at Goode Commercial Bank, a seven-story commercial building, with the sign of Goode Commercial Bank hanging all over it.

The employees coming in and out, and the security guards with guns at the door, all made Olike dizzy.

He really didn't expect that his second brother would make such a big family business.

When he saw Goode, he was even more restrained and dared not speak.

After several years of hard work, Goode had already matured.

As the living environment changes, the spirit changes, and the body changes, Goode is no longer suitable for the young man who went out with a few gold coins.

It was still Goode who gave his younger brother a warm hug. He had seen a lot, so he could naturally understand his younger brother's mentality.

But it only takes a little time to get used to it.

After all, the two grew up together and have a very good relationship.

For Good now, money is not the most important thing, but family affection is a luxury.

Orlik quickly recovered his previous feelings and was very excited about his brother becoming a wealthy man.

Of course, he rejected the suggestion of lying down, but was excited to do a big job.

Strictly speaking, Good is also a representative of the colonial dream.

By immigrating overseas, he achieved financial freedom.

Moreover, in the colonies, there are very few nobles, and the status of pure merchants is not low.

With his funding, Orlik can easily do something.

But for most immigrants, they still waited honestly for official allocation.

There are also many opportunities for them to choose from, and most cities are happy to accept local immigrants.

Land Act!!!

Homestead Self-Defense Act!!!

Immigration Tax Act!!!

A large number of policies have been issued in various places, and with the funding of the colonial government, it is easy to gain a foothold in the colonies.

As a citizen of the empire, Hubble is one of the ordinary immigrants.

On the immigrant ship, he met many companions who were as ambitious as he was, but it was a pity...his best friend, Olik, went to live with his brother.

But while waiting for the allocation, he found that the immigration policy was better than he had imagined.

In addition to the policies of the colonial government, each immigration city has other preferential policies to attract immigrants.

Some even give out a tool for free.

Hubble sat below and listened carefully to the speech of the immigration officer: "...Thanks to the Empire, every citizen can get preferential treatment. The soldiers of the Empire fought in all directions, and your Majesty was wise and brave, so that we can have today.

So every citizen should remember your Majesty's gift and the soldiers' efforts.

Every power we enjoy comes from the exploitation of non-citizens.

So...put away your overflowing sympathy. The Empire strictly prohibits all kinds of sympathy for tool lovers. Once it violates the laws of the Empire, all treatment will be withdrawn, and even citizenship will be revoked.

..."

The immigration officer kept preaching, and Hubble curled his lips in disdain. Is there really such a stupid person?

A lion sympathizes with his own food. Isn't this just a waste of time?

If there really is such a person, all his treatment should be cancelled, and then see if he still has the energy to sympathize with this and that.

As a citizen of the Empire, Hubble's thoughts are very correct.

He has decided to first fleece the sheep... no, first receive the welfare of the empire, and then ruthlessly exploit the tools, Mo, to achieve the small goal of getting rich.

As for the exploited tools, Mo, of course he is grateful for the other party's efforts, and in the next life... in the next life, he will definitely treat them better.