Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"Productivity?" the earl sneered, "Your Majesty also uses this word?"

The servant bowed his head and said nothing. The earl could talk about the king like this, but he didn't have the qualifications.

"Who led this second agenda?"

"National Master Alanzel." The servant responded respectfully.

The earl looked as usual, as if he had expected it long ago: "I knew it was this monster, well, tell me the final result of this agenda."

"Finally, with a 3-vote advantage, it is agreed to mass-produce organ workers to quickly replenish the labor force."

The count put the documents aside, and had lost interest in reading any further.

His face was serious, revealing a melancholy expression.

After a long time, sigh.

"Do you know the cost of this kind of large-scale survival organization?"

"According to the national teacher, the cost of each unit is about 100 gold coins."

"Fortunately..." The earl breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about did not happen, that is, the low cost of machine manpower caused the farmers to completely lose their way of life.

A considerable number of farmers in the Jotun Kingdom did not own their own land, but served the landlords in the form of farm laborers.

If the sales price of the organist is lower or slightly higher than the salary paid by a long-term worker, it can be predicted that large-scale rural unemployment will occur in the future.

Peasants who lost their land had no choice but to enter the cities and become urban proletarians.

In order to survive, they had to enter factories and become cheap labor for capitalists.

The wages of workers are very low, and they have to work more than ten hours a day.

The "Homeless Restriction Act" introduced last year made homeless people lose the right to beg. The punishment for begging on the street is enough to make a homeless person lose all hope.

The purpose of this bill is to allow those farmers who were driven from their homes to accept low-paying jobs.

However, the popularization of factory workers is already in progress.

The various factories in the capital are gradually reducing their biological employees. The advantages of organists are too great. Almost all factories in the capital are preparing to install this kind of organmen on a large scale, who are tireless, require no wages and only need a small amount of maintenance costs.

This series of bills made the earl smell the conspiracy. Having been educated in a monastery under the Church of Dawn, he instinctively disliked this series of over-extruding bills, even though these bills brought huge benefits to their nobles. , and the price is the blood and sweat of the people at the bottom.

If this continues, the Jotun Kingdom will become a country full of despair, just like the reign of the Cold King decades ago...

The Earl of Gravins seems to have witnessed the sinister intentions of the people behind the scenes. The cruelty and blood are gathered into one word——

eat human!

For a moment he felt out of breath.

In the past few years, the popularity of organ people has been too fast, which is deeply disturbing.

"Prepare my car and change my clothes. I want to enter the capital to file an objection." He couldn't wait any longer, and now he wanted to enter the capital and join his party to file an objection.

If it goes well, it may be possible to take advantage of the trend to repeal the Homeless Restriction Act.

"Yes, as you wish."

……

The count boarded the carriage holding the armrest, and he glanced back to see off his daughter and wife.

The organist that the eldest daughter bought without authorization was standing next to her, which made the earl quite unhappy.

The count frowned, and was about to speak, but saw his eldest daughter guarding in front of the officer.

The count sighed with a wry smile, and finally waved his hand to say goodbye to his daughter.

The carriage set off, and after the earl gradually went away, he said to the air around him:

"I don't want to see that organist when I come back and tear him down."

"Yes, as you wish."

There was no one around the earl, but there was a clear answer.

The carriage drove into the distance, and the surroundings returned to silence.

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Chapter 35

In the fourth month of the scorching sun month, the scorching heat is about to leave, and the withered moon is coming.

In the afternoon, a torrential rain suddenly hit Anda City, and the bean-sized raindrops fell. Pedestrians couldn't avoid it and looked for places to hide from the rain.

Weiwei sat on the bench in the healing room of the temple, and the sanhua cat lay on her lap docilely and enjoyed being stroked.

The cat was strong and strong, and because it won a duel with the group of cats a week ago, it was able to follow Vivi, and was named Seti by him.

Gently scratching the big cat's chin with his fingers, Seti purred in satisfaction.

"It's so free."

I thought I would become busy after becoming a priest, but in fact, I was more relaxed than when I was in the monastery.

Probably because there is no class in the afternoon, and there is no need to deal with various surprise exams.

The job of the priests of the temple is quite simple. Most of the time, they just wait for the wounded to come by themselves and then cast spells to heal them.

From time to time, the temple will organize priests to treat large-scale infectious diseases in a certain area, or to provide voluntary relief for the poor. Occasionally, priests will also be sent to follow an adventurer or mercenary team to eliminate undead creatures or to reclaim religion from ruins. thing.

However, these things have nothing to do with me for the time being. According to the mother dean, I have the ability to cast spells, but I haven't been trained as a priest, and going there is just a burden.

Complete priest training includes the use of more than a dozen weapons and the use of armor from light to medium armor.

Even as a priest in the field of life, he is required to master the proficient use of heavy armor.

Priests in this world are not the nanny image in previous games. Priests are the spokesmen of magic and force of the gods. Depending on the field they are in, some priests' combat ability is even close to that of paladins of the same level.

Weiwei hasn't started this kind of training yet, and the mother dean plans to hand over the training task to Weiwei's father in this world.

"Uh, hey, Miss Nun, do you need a newspaper?"

A voice came, Weiwei turned her head and saw a wet young man with a bag and a newspaper standing at the door of the healing room.

He looked a little nervous, looking like a salesman coming to the door for the first time.

From the see-through of the young man's clothes, one could imagine how heavy the rain was outside, but surprisingly, the newspaper in his hand was not wet at all.

"Of course, can I take a look first?" Vivi got up and walked over, and Seti jumped to the ground, stretching her body with a long yawn.

"No problem, these are today's latest newspapers, I just took them out of the newspaper office."

The young man put the bag on the ground and opened the zipper, allowing Weiwei to choose.

“The newspapers are well kept”

"It's as it should be. A specially bought waterproof bag can't save money for a guy who eats."

Weiwei randomly picked up a newspaper and started to read it.

The newspaper was called the Bucks Collar Society Daily, and the eye-catching headlines immediately caught her attention.

"The deputy minister of the Ministry of Agriculture of the Kingdom committed suicide and left no last words before his death"

After looking at it carefully for a while, the deputy minister named John died in his own home. The cause of death was that he took an overdose of drugs and fell to his death in a pleasurable hallucination.

After talking with the deceased, what the corpse said also confirmed this, and the follow-up is that such drugs will be strictly controlled and their circulation restricted.

How come there is a feeling of Qing Dynasty.

Weiwei complained in her heart and turned to the next article.

"celebrate!The hero Klein Owen will soon arrive in the Bucks! "

Damn, isn't this the bearded man, it's actually on the news.

But thinking about it, I could often hear about his deeds from the communication of people around me when I was still young.

As one of the heroes who finally successfully defeated the Cold King, Klein enjoyed a very high reputation.

I don't know how to face this guy.

Weiwei sighed, and the young man who had been squatting asked tentatively, "That... miss, do you want more?"

"Help me get a newspaper worth one silver coin." Weiwei sensed her dimensional bag, took out the smallest change inside and handed it to the young man.

"Okay, okay!" The young man's face showed joy, and he took out a stack of newspapers and handed it to Weiwei.

The price of a newspaper is usually two copper coins, and only those who are educated and have enough spare money will buy it

The young people carried their bags to sell newspapers around the temple again. The sudden torrential rain made many people stranded here, lacking things to pass the time. Now is a good time to sell newspapers.

Weiwei, who had nothing to do, continued to read the newspaper, enjoying the leisurely afternoon.

"The Jade Territory Reserve relaxes the tourism policy, and the residence time of non-elven races can be extended to one month..."

Whoa, extended from a day to a month, this is a sudden change in xenophobia?

"The spokesperson of the Elf King's Court said that Ren will continue the tradition of the previous kings and will not make any claims on the Jotun Kingdom..."

"Multiple goblin tribes in Bucks Territory have been wiped out, and hobgoblin warlords are seeking diplomatic channels..."

"Customize your promotion device! Are you dissatisfied with your abilities? Don't worry! Meshko has launched a new product! The latest design by Archmage O. Henry has perfect biological suitability and is made of pure biological materials! Make you glow, seven times a night! Order now and get your Dragon Thing."

As the page was turned, a small advertisement occupying half of the page jumped into view. The content made Weiwei complain that the newspaper advertisement was too cyberpunk.

Weiwei felt that magic prosthetic bodies would appear in a few years.

"156 members of parliament jointly filed an objection against the popularization authority in the agricultural field..."

Good guy, is the machine-man technology ready for large-scale application?

Weiwei didn't know much about the various laws and policies of the Jotun Kingdom, but she knew that this would inevitably have a huge impact on all walks of life.

If there is no relevant welfare assistance policy to follow up in time, the harm to the people at the bottom will be devastating.

Just as Weiwei finished reading the fourth newspaper, a nun walked into the healing room with two wounded people supporting each other.

"Sister Weiwei, sorry for your trouble." The nun guided the wounded to lie on the plank bed and waited by her side.

"Okay, here we come."

The two wounded were injured in multiple places, and the residual rainwater mixed with blood continued to flow.

They are dressed in classic adventurer outfits, leather armor, cheap and durable, with several leather bags tied around their waists, which are used to hold gold coins and some commonly used props. As for weapons, they have been confiscated by the guards before entering the temple.

"I'm sorry to trouble you..." One of the wounded made a weak and labored voice, as if he was dying.

"Heal the pain in the name of the Lord of Dawn."

As the prayer fell, life energy was transmitted to the wounded through the guidance of Weiwei's posture.

After a short time, at the cost of using two divine spells, the two wounded were pulled from the death line.

The wound is completely healed, and there is no risk of infection, and the huge life energy quickly fills up the weakness caused by the massive flow of blood.

"Thanks for the rescue, I have recovered another life." The adventurer said in a rejoicing tone, and the joy of the rest of his life filled his heart.

"What happened to you?"

Given their previous injuries, if they were injured while doing missions outside the city, it would be impossible for them to persist until they arrived here.

"While walking down the path, I met a few men who asked us if we were virgins. I said that it was none of your business, and they took out their weapons and attacked us involuntarily." Looking back, I still have lingering fears.

"It's inexplicable, we don't know them at all." His companion spat bitterly, which caused the nun next to him to reprimand him for his lack of quality and impose a fine.

"Where did you meet?"

Weiwei was also quite puzzled, what kind of neuropathy is this?Then you have to remember the haunted places, and beware of encountering them.

"Little Prodigal Son Street, three districts away from the west of the temple."