Master of Thermodynamics

Just when Moose was too late to make a decision, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Moos, prepare to evacuate immediately!"

This is the voice of Lord Lord, the meaning of the words is very obvious, this fishing boat is no longer needed.

This fishing boat was regarded as a good trophy in the eyes of Moose, but in Renault's eyes, it was no different from rubbish. He didn't have the leisure time to pull the fishing boat back all the way.

Moose answered without hesitation, turned around and gave a fist salute to Renault, and began arranging the retreat.

Standing in the air above the deck, Renault glanced at the group of trembling slaves, and ignored them.

Before departure, the Government Affairs Office had developed a set of procedures for the placement of slaves. There were also dedicated persons in the fleet who were responsible for each step in the procedure, so he did not need to worry about it.

Renault floated over the fishing boat, looking at the dead black orcs.

From the appearance of the corpses, it can be clearly distinguished that these black orcs are actually divided into two categories. Two-thirds of the black orcs are physically strong and have neat clothes, while the remaining black orcs have ragged clothes and thinner bodies.

If the rumors are correct, the former should be the black orc civilians, and the latter the black orc slaves.

This reminded Renault of some information about the black orc race.

Compared with humans, the black orc society that advocates violence has a stricter internal hierarchy. All the black orc tribes are divided into 4 classes, namely, the black crown, the warrior, the common people, and the slave people.

The number of black crowns is the least. They are the ruling class of the tribe, equivalent to the noble class of humans, mainly including chiefs and elders. The black orcs of this class are almost all capable people, or relatives of capable people.

The status of the warriors is second, they account for about 1/15 of the total population, mainly soldiers, and the warriors are also the backbone of the black orc race.

The number of civilians is the largest, and more than 60% of the population of the Black Orcs belong to this class. If the civilian class wants to be promoted to warriors, it must rely on military merit.

Slaves are at the bottom of the society, accounting for 1/3 of the total population. Their status is very low, only slightly better than the status of human slaves. They are responsible for the hardest and most tiring work in the tribe.

The main sources of slaves include criminals, black orcs who offend the superior, and failed adult trials. The last category is also the largest source of slaves.

Judging from the demographic composition of the Black Orcs, Renault has a feeling that this social hierarchy is obviously well-designed.

The black orcs constantly eliminate the weak in the race through adult trials. This is a typical punishment system. On the other hand, the establishment of a warrior class to improve the status of soldiers is another typical incentive system.

The combination of rewards and punishments keeps the whole race in the spirit of martial arts. This method is quite clever.

In addition, although the punishment measures are cruel, they do not affect social stability too much, because there are a larger number of civilians.

In order to ensure their own interests, the civilian class must take the initiative to suppress the slaves, because they can also benefit from the slaves.

Coupled with the huge number of civilians, even if the slaves resist, it will not be a climate.

What's even better is that the Black Crown and the warrior class distribute part of the right to "squeeze the slaves" to the civilians, so as to attract the civilians and make them more willing to support this system.

The fishing boat in front of us is the best example. In addition to the human slaves who were forced to go into the water to catch the conch, there were also the slaves of the black orcs. The conch and shells they picked up were the property of civilians.

From this perspective, the black skin who designed this system is really a black orc with great wisdom.

What makes people speechless is that after sending away the human slaves, Moose also took away more than one hundred conch and seashells from the deck of the fishing boat.

When all the island guards evacuated, Renault flew away from the fishing boat without hesitation.

Behind him, a few loud noises suddenly sounded from the side of the ship's hull, and several huge holes appeared in the ship's body among the fragments of the wooden planks. The cold water rushed in, and the fishing boat tilted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a keen sense of hearing, Renault vaguely heard a few terrified shouts from the inside of the fishing boat.

Since the black **** in the cabin doesn't want to come out, then never come out and go with the fishing boat to feed the fish.

Two minutes later, the fishing boat completely capsized, and the bottom hull covered with shells and seaweed turned over to the sea, just like a dead fish with a white belly exposed.

The knocking sound of "dongdong" can also be heard. This is the black orc trapped in the fishing boat hitting the hull, begging for help.

Renault curled his lips and flew straight to the Odin.

It is really a group of stupid black skins who are still expecting the help of the enemy, waiting to die slowly in the living coffin.

Ten minutes later, the fleet arrived on Sax Island, and just after the anchor was lowered, a group of anxious island guards scrambled to put the magic boat loaded on the boat into the water.

Afterwards, except for the necessary left-behind personnel, everyone else boarded the island one after another in a magic boat.

After shaking in the narrow cabin for a few days, even if the outside temperature has fallen to the freezing point, it cannot prevent everyone from re-experiencing the desperate expectations of being down-to-earth.

The island guards also brought a small bucket of heavy oil and two magic saws. Seeing their posture, they seemed to plan to spend the night on the island.

Renault shook his head and didn't bother to care about them. Since these rascals are willing to toss, let them go.

These strong and strong island guards have experienced a lot of field training, have rich experience in camping in the field, and build wooden huts very quickly.

Use a magic saw to cut down the shrubs, then trim off the branches and leaves. The trunks can be used to build the skeleton of the wooden house, the branches are used to fill the walls, and a snow wall is built on the outermost layer, and an airtight wooden house is completed.

Finally, a fire was created in the house, and everything was perfect.

That bucket of heavy oil is just right for this occasion. You can easily light the wood by pouring the heavy oil on the wood that is chopped into small pieces.

Through the division of labor and cooperation, in just 2 hours, the island guards built 6 simple wooden houses, and they were very eye-catching. Among them, the tallest and strongest wooden house was "honored" to the lord.

There are even simple furniture in this wooden house, including a large wooden table and several wooden chairs.

When Renault discovered this, he was a little surprised.

The wooden tables and chairs look rough, the table tops are uneven, and the chairs are slightly lower in height, but it can be seen that the island guards who made the tables and chairs took a lot of thought.

All the burrs on the furniture have been polished away, and there is no thorny feeling to the touch. The seats are also covered with two thick layers of ice seal fur, which is comfortable to sit on. The ground is also specially laid with a wooden floor and placed on the floor. With two braziers made of reefs, the raging flames warmed the house very warmly.

Only then did he discover that his team of men were so versatile that they could even be a carpenter. It seemed that they would not have to worry about finding a job after they retired in the future.

Although Renault felt it was okay, the island guards still apologized and said that due to time and manpower constraints, they could only temporarily wronged the lord to live in this simple wooden house.

After twilight fell, smoke rose from the island.

The ingredients served today are the ice seal meat stored on the sailing boat and the fresh grandmother snatched from the black-skinned fishing boat.

Due to the cold weather, the chef only used one cooking method: stewing.

When the sailors were told that the main course of the dinner was potato stewed ice seal meat and grandmother's mbe broth, many people couldn't help knocking on the wooden rice bowl in their hands to express their dissatisfaction.

Since leaving the Hai Tide Islands, almost every meal is a variety of stews, especially potato stewed ice seal meat, which can be seen on the table every time, even if the ice seal meat tastes quite good, you can eat it every day. No one can stand a meal.

Especially these **** cooks, they just sprinkle a handful of salt in them every time, and no matter how good the ingredients are, they can't withstand such a waste.

A very small number of people still whispered "Old Tom, a dog cook, has no dung holes when giving birth", "The old dog Fat Green knows to go around Captain Elon and Rutherford every day", "Others just fool around." Things like that.

But the complaint is a complaint, but no one dared to make a fuss, at most it was just a few whispers.

Moreover, no one complained about the greatest object of the chefs' courtesy-Lord Lord.

Most sailors know that since Lord Lord boarded the Odin, several chefs in the kitchen have tried their best.

Every dish served to Lord Lord does not have any repetitions. The dishes that have appeared in the last meal will never appear again in the future. When cooking, they will do their best to make the color, fragrance and taste as good as possible.

Regarding the over-standard treatment of the lord, everyone has no opinion. After all, it is reasonable and reasonable, and people in the entire territory have the obligation to serve the lord.

Not to mention, to a certain extent, these cooks are still the "apprentices" of Lord Lord, and most of the cooking methods they master come from Lord Lord.

What really makes people feel uncomfortable is that the cooks obviously cook more than a dozen dishes, so why can't they change their way? Can you stop being stewed every day?

However, not everyone agrees with the sailors, and there are more than a dozen people on the island who hold diametrically opposite attitudes.

They are a group of "former" human slaves headed by Michelin.