People are in the original god, telling a book

During this period of rest, the youth newspaper made its own name.

His name is Sarel. As he said, he is an orphan from the Port of Ormos. Before joining the Gilded Brigade, he was just doing the work of moving goods at the port. He was barely able to support his own survival. He and others of his kind The biggest difference between the two porters is that they learned how to read and digit from a poet for several years.

Since I have no father or mother, I always do hard work, so even if I have some knowledge in my mind, it has never been put to use.

Fortunately, the officials sent by the Holy Order to station at Port of Ormos admired him very much, and invited him to his home for meals from time to time, and even lent him books—under the "wings" of this official, although he was physically strong Not good, not enough status, but also lived a normal life.

Then one day, the official was transferred back with an order, and the person who took over his position was a new official who liked to involve power and cling to the strong.So Sarer's "good days" came to an end. Sarel, who was fatherless and socially awkward, was completely useless in the eyes of the new officials. He liked reading and could read and write?Is this necessary for a docker?There's no need at all!

The new official did not hesitate to support several gangsters on the dock and jointly formulated harsh rules for the workers. If you are not satisfied, the gangsters will come to you with knives to have a good chat. If you are still not satisfied, So the death of a dockworker in the Port of Ormos, far away from the Holy Order, is not a big deal.

So naturally, Sarer, who was regarded as an assistant to the previous official, was squeezed out.Not only was he assigned the busiest job, he was pushed to the most peripheral position, and his salary was the lowest among everyone - even though he did nothing wrong, he just had a good relationship with the previous official.

In the afternoon of a certain day, the exhausted Sarel collapsed at the port. No worker came to help him, and no passerby could bear to take care of him. In the end, a small gilded brigade could not stand it anymore. and dragged him back under the scorching sun.

The gilded brigade was also from this tribe. Having had enough of the dock people, he joined the tribe and officially began a life of licking blood.

When they arrived at the desert camp, Sarer had just finished telling his story, and the others also looked a bit emotional.

"Just like little Saler said, the scene at that time was really unbearable. The scorching sun was as painful as the flames. Even people like us who grew up in the desert could not bear it! But that's it. Such a situation, but he was the only one lying there in the huge port, like a puppy that was abandoned."

Among the others accompanying him, a simple and honest middle-aged man spoke up, as if he could vividly remember the situation at that time.

"Pay attention to Brady, there is something wrong with your wording. Even if you want to compare it, you should compare me to a [wolf], not a puppy." Sarer just added this, but did not deny the other words.

Only he knew how cruel it was to be exposed to the scorching sun for several hours. It was for this reason that he chose to join the Gilded Brigade without hesitation.

"The corruption problem in Port Olmos is not an old thing, and I know something about it." When it came to business, Seno's expression became serious. He looked at Sarer and said solemnly: "I can guarantee that, the Disciplinary Officer It attaches great importance to the Port of Ormos, and every year the Holy Order sends out commissioners to investigate - but with little success. From officials to dock workers, all the forces are intertwined, but they are closely connected, and one move affects the whole body."

"Of course that's what I said, but I know those disciplinary officers never once appeared in front of the workers." Sarel said coldly, he was not targeting Sano, but just telling the truth.

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In this regard, Sano remained silent.

As a gale discipline officer, of course he has something to say.Inquiries about the Port of Ormos, especially the officials appointed by the Order, must be conducted in secret because it will obviously affect the normal work flow.

This also means that the disciplinary officer cannot just ask anyone for questioning. The officials who can manage the dock are all good people. If you can check it, there will definitely be no flaws. If you can't check it, it has already been done. Prepare. In the final analysis, this matter is not only related to the Port of Ormos, but there are also problems within the Order.

Therefore, even if the disciplinary officer is willing to deal with this matter, he is often powerless.The above is what the disciplinary officer wants to say, but it is not what a "scholar who entered the desert research project" should say.

Although both parties have almost known their identities at this point, some things still need to be said with the curtain closed. The fig leaf cannot be broken like this. At least now both parties can live in peace, and the focus of the conflict has not been between the [Great Wind Disciplinary] and the [Gilded Brigade]. Group】Enter.

So in silence, the group arrived at the center of the camp, and the leader of the tribe greeted Sai Nuo and Ning Yu.

"Welcome the two scholars to visit, and thank them for their generous actions and saving the lives of our tribesmen. In return, we will fully cooperate with their research."

Although the tribal leader was covered in scars, he was quite loyal. Although the conditions of the tribe were not good, he still made a promise.

In response, Ning Yu and Sai Nuo looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Everyone else in the tribe was more or less surprised and familiar with their appearance, but this leader seemed to really not know them, and just regarded them as the saviors of the tribe.

The next moment, Ning Yu took a step forward and clasped his fists at the leader: "Thank you very much, leader, for your generous help! But please forgive me, leader. We still want to hire you to help me with research. This is a normal business transaction."

"Those who come are guests, not to mention that you two are the saviors of my compatriots!" The leader shook his head, "Although the conditions of the tribe are not good enough, they will do their best to cooperate with you two."

"Boss, you misunderstood."

Sarel walked to the front and spoke to the leader: "They are not rejecting our kindness, but cooperation can complete the research more efficiently. This is a win-win choice."

"Win-win?" The leader frowned.

"Yes." Sano also said, "We believe in the creed of the tribe, but in order to conduct research more conveniently, cooperation is the best way."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, then looked at Sarel.

"As Sarer said, sometimes cooperation can achieve results that are satisfactory to both parties. Only one party's contribution is unequal behavior."

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Sarel nodded, his eyes twinkling.

This is forcing him to make a choice.