Alien world

Chapter 1175 97. Pioneering Fever

"Don't worry, Lord Jemima. We have always had a lot of trade with your territory..."

Olmedo was talking to a lord when he noticed Annan coming back.

"Excuse me," she said to Jemima, and went to Annan.

"How about it?"

"She decided to find out for us."

Annan didn't know how the Stuen ratman could bear it. If it were him, the fruits of victory were stolen and he was also slandered. He could have nine ways to retaliate, nine ways!
It would be fine if the Stuen ratman was secretly planning revenge, but if not... he would also want to pinch this soft persimmon.

Cathy brought the little blue dragon to the banquet to eat and drink, attracting the attention of the guests, while Lily brought Dianyin to rub against Annan.

"Meow~"

"Did you have a fight?" Annan picked up Lily.

"There were some children chasing the cat, and Cathy chased them away."

"Cathy did a good job." Annan rubbed Lily's head.

Annan didn't want to be disturbed by the boring guests, so he walked over to Idilia and talked about some family matters with his eldest sister.

However, the knight from the Franco territory came over again and took the initiative to say, "Lord Annan, Lord Franco sent me here in the hope of establishing trade cooperation with the Free City."

"Trade... Go find Olmedo, she is in charge of foreign affairs." Annan said indifferently.

Bro, who was rude at first but respectful later, bowed and walked away.

"You finally look like a lord." Idilia said with relief.

Annan's indifference quickly melted away: "Really!?"

He just wanted to throw the trouble to Olmedo... So this is what a lord should do? !
"Just now..."

At night, the gathering of the forces on the western edge of Middle-earth ended. It seemed that something had happened, but it also seemed that nothing had happened. After returning home, each force continued to live as usual.

Except for Liberty City, where there are new changes every day.

……

The Liberty City was filled with humid sea mist in the early morning.

If you stand in the fog for a while, your whole body will be covered with dew. Only when the sun rises and the sunlight shines on the earth will people feel warm and dry.

At this time, a large group of people were gathered in the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

Hunter squeezed into the crowd, standing on tiptoe, trying to hear the voice of the person in front of him reading the announcement.

After two months of hard work by the mages in the Mage Tower, everyone in Gem Bay has mastered the common language - but there were too many people gathered, and Hunter couldn't see clearly what was written on the notice.

“…open farmland leasing. Anyone who has been a farmer or wants to be a farmer can submit an application to the Ministry of Agriculture within three days—”

wow——

The crowd in the square was noisy.

"What do you mean?" Hunter, who didn't understand, asked the person next to him.

“It means we can have our own farmland!”

"But didn't he say he would pay to rent it?"

"You only need to pay 100 copper coin to rent 1 square meters, and the wasteland you reclaim is free and tax-free for the first three years. What's the difference between this and giving it away!"

“How big is 100 square meters?”

"It's one hundredth of a hectare."

“How big is 1 hectare?”

“It’s just…” The person next to him was speechless for a moment, “It’s so big!”

"so big……"

Hunter almost imagined a large golden wheat field belonging to him.

"Brother, do you want to cooperate? Let's rent a field together!"

The person next to him bumped into him, puncturing his dream.

"I... I don't have much money." Hunter's voice became much softer.

"Neither do I, so we work together to reclaim the wasteland!"

Hunter moved deliberately: "My name is Hunter, what's your name?"

"My name is Jack, the same name as the Lord!" "Isn't the Lord's name Annan?"

Jack looked proud: "You don't know this? The Lord has several names. Jack, Potter, and Dracula are all his names!"

Hunter didn't have the heart to think of a name. His mind was occupied by "his own farmland". While others were still discussing, he pulled Jack to the Ministry of Agriculture.

"You're running the wrong way, over there!"

A few minutes later, Hunter and Jack rushed to the Ministry of Agriculture and were stopped outside by the guards.

"Sir, we want to reclaim the wasteland..."

When he saw the "master", Hunter, who was full of excitement, became nervous again.

The guard turned around and shouted, "Get to work!" A young female official came out and asked gently, "What are your names?"

"me……"

"I'm Jack and he's Hunter," Jack continued.

The young female official nodded and wrote down their names on a parchment list. "The nearest wasteland is 20 miles away from Liberty City. Can you accept that?"

"No...it doesn't matter."

They didn't live in the city originally.

"So you want to rent farm tools and seeds?"

"How much?" Hunter went to search his pockets.

"It's free. You just need to return the seeds when you harvest them and plant new ones. Farm tools are also free to use, but you have to pay for any damage."

"Let's borrow it!" Jack shouted.

The young female official checked something off the list and continued, "Do you need any more oxen and skeleton farmers?"

"What is a Skeleton Farmer?"

"They are undead creatures transformed by skeleton soldiers. They can help you farm, fertilize, water and drive away birds."

“We have no money…”

"Both the oxen and the skeleton farmers are free, but you have to find food for them."

They know cows, just cut some grass, there are plenty of them in the wild...

"What do skeleton farmers eat..." Hunter shrugged.

"Don't give them anything to eat, and just be careful not to give them too much work at night."

"We rent!" Jack shouted.

"But you have to cultivate more than one hectare of wasteland to be eligible to rent oxen and skeleton farmers."

The two had a disagreement over how much wasteland to rent.

"We rent one...one hectare," said Hunter.

"No, rent five hectares!" Jack said hastily.

The young female official observed Hunter and Jack, one was strong and the other was short and thin, and almost understood: "It is up to you to rent as much land as you want, but please be aware that if there is wasteland left uncultivated or the yield is not up to standard, you will be deprived of the right to continue farming."

Jack was scared: "Then two...three hectares will do."

"Registration is complete, come and get the farm tools with me."

Hunter and Jack followed the young female officer to the warehouse and received the farm tools... They were all brand new!

He stroked these farm tools made of fine iron gently as if he were caressing his lover, and was reluctant to put them back.

"Don't worry, the farm tools have been registered under your name. After you choose the wasteland, we will send someone to deliver it to you." said the young female official who saw this.

He led them to the cowshed and the skeleton farmer's dormitory.

The Skeleton Farmer sounds mild, but the image of the skeleton can scare many people.

"Does it bite..." Jack hid behind Hunter.

"It is less likely to hurt you than a working ox."

Hunter stared at the skeleton farmer blankly, and his eyes, which had been silent for twenty years, gradually became bright.

This was the closest he had ever been to magic and the supernatural.

(End of this chapter)