Plant Lord, I farm and rule all races.

It's impossible to go home, it's impossible to go home in this life, but pretending to be 13 is a lifetime thing.

Mebius, don't look at tens of thousands of people.

However, he is an old man, and his personality is very awkward and funny.

Moreover, tens of thousands of years old for the elven clan is a good time to be in its prime.

Lancelot can't let Fiona go back and make trouble because of his own problems.

After all, the Emerald Elf clan is in a very special situation right now.

Fiona quickly settled that it was human.

Mebius was not afraid to go back.

Anyway, now the throne is not his, I want him to take over the throne again, don't think about it!

This wave of going back is angry with his big brother!

Originally, he didn't like the throne at the beginning, and he was pitted by his brother to sit in the position of the Jade Elf King, and now, he wants to take revenge.

Fiona could go back with her.

Avril was much simpler, she didn't want to be alone, she wanted to be with Lancelot.

The Morgan Tree Man naturally became the Queen's wage earner.

There are some magical plants that you can't just touch.

It takes some special means to dig it up.

Some varieties are also very precious, the seeds are very rare, and even more so it takes hundreds of years and thousands of years to produce a fruit.

However, Avril loves the forest.

The forest is her home.

Her man is a mage of the plant department, and if he intervenes, those cherished varieties may be able to be preserved.

Many magical plants have become extinct, even endangered, because of the continuous rise of human beings.

With the help of her masters, there is no need to extinct it.

That's a good thing.

As for Daddy Mogg, he was annoyed by the merchants.

One by one, they all relied on him and did not leave, asking once today, twice tomorrow, and continuing to intensify the day after tomorrow, three times, four times.

It's going to be three jumpers again, and I want a motorcycle if I have something.

Daddy Mogg simply didn't see the guests, and took people to buy on three jumpers.

It is said that it is procurement, but it is also annoying.

Many retail investors also came to the guild for consultation, blocking Mogg's father from asking about the price of the three jumpers.

He went to the small town of Valan.

The town of Valan was lonely last month, with few families left.

But right now, it's overcrowded.

Displaced people, refugees, and people who have been uprooted from their homes have all returned.

If you have a job, you naturally like it, but if you don't have a job, Daddy Mogg hasn't sat idly by recently.

set up a shed, and let people deliver porridge and steamed buns every day.

Moreover, Daddy Mogg also knows the truth of not giving food for nothing.

He brought a lot of tools with him, and asked everyone to level the fields, repair the road to the Morgan Chamber of Commerce, and as long as he worked, two meals a day would be no less.

Now the population of Valan Town is increasing.

The

old village chief was originally almost seventy years old, but now because the town of Valan is overcrowded, he is dozens of years younger.

Help toss every day, and enjoy it.

"President Mogg, you're looking for me. "

Daddy Mogg was not polite to him, and at this point, he was very similar to Lancelot in personality, and he went straight to the point.

The old village chief pondered for a long time: "These many displaced people and refugees are all outsiders, and there were only two or three hundred families in Valan Town before, but now more than 100 families have returned. "

"The rest are outsiders. "

"You don't have to worry about this, you just tell the people of Valan Town about this, if you are willing to follow and enjoy the happiness, you can pick up it in the next few days, set off with me, you don't need to bring anything, you can take care of three meals a day, pay your salary, and cover all your food, clothing, housing and transportation. "

"But I want absolute loyalty. "

"The common people don't know magic, so I'll make a contract. "

"President Mogg, no one wants to be slaves, and besides, there are many of us, all of whom are already old, and it is useless for you to ask us to be domestic slaves. "

Father Mogg smiled and handed a contract to the old village chief.

"A slave is a slave, a house slave is a house slave, my son needs manpower to develop the Baisha Gobi and Morgan Forest, and I can't send you white food every day. "

"However, if you do some work, whether it is eating, drinking, or Lazar, you are all famous. "

Lao Murahang was a little embarrassed.

For so many people, it costs a lot of money just to get free porridge a day, and that bread called steamed buns.

The old village chief read and wrote, and he looked at the contract documents vigorously.

The more I looked, the more surprised I became.

Work for five days, rest for two days, and take care of two meals a day.

Wages are also paid according to the type of work done.

After going to work in the morning, take a break at noon and take care of a meal, continue to work in the afternoon, and take a meal in the evening and rest directly.

This, where can you find such a good thing?

Moreover, not only do they manage food, but they also divide their houses and residences.

If you know how to craft, you can give more money!

The difference between a house slave and a slave is that a house slave cannot leave the master's house for the rest of his life.

Moreover, once the interests of any master are violated, they will be punished, even punished by heaven.

Moreover, domestic slaves do not need to wear collars.

It must be said that domestic slavery is actually a profession, and as long as it does not violate the contract, it will not be casually bullied and killed.

Domestic slaves are a bit of a human right.

The contract is very clear that you can move freely during the two days of rest, and you can go wherever you like.

You can even save up your vacation and rest together at the end of the month so that you can go home to visit relatives and the like.

It's a good thing that you can't find with a lantern.

In the past few years, they have been able to eat a mouthful of food, and they are already thankful, how can there be such a good thing?

"President Mogg, is this, is this true?".

"Really, even if you don't know magic, village chief, you know the rules of mages, the validity of the contract is absolute, I can even take you to see the environment first. "

"This ......

".

"Okay, then the old man will mobilize. "

The old village chief is a cultural person in the end.

He is not mobilizing everyone, but the inhabitants of the small town of Walan.

On the town's bulletin board, the deed is posted.

Inflammatory speeches began.

The Morgan Chamber of Commerce's Recruiting Domestic Slave Contract.

Food, shelter and wages, no need to bring anything, as long as you can work, carry your bags and move in, the Morgan Chamber of Commerce will give you work clothes and bedding, and you will not charge any fees.

The point is to pay the wages, and if it is a mechanic, give more, and even have a labor contract.

Many people in Valan Town were immediately tempted, as long as they were given food, they could go anywhere.

Moreover, President Mogg is such a wonderful person, for so many days, he has been giving them food, or they would have starved to death.

Refugees and displaced people were excited when they heard this.

"We, can we go, I have strength, I can work, as long as I can do it, I will do it, I can endure hardship, just give food. "

Daddy Mogg smiled, and it seemed that this was done.