Son of the Olden Days

It was late at night, the meeting room of the New City Hall was full, and all the reputable management of Liberty City arrived.

The battle against the polluters lasted from mid-afternoon until late at night. After the battle, Thor called for some simple meals, and then asked the old goblin to gather everyone to hold a meeting by the way, and everyone squeezed into the meeting room to eat and have a meeting.

Almost all personnel participated in the entire battle, even the logistics department of Barra's quarters. But at this moment, only the high-level people attended the meeting, and the middle and low-level management did not receive an invitation. Usually, it would be nice to let Stanter and the old goblins deal with them.

There are still a few people in the senior management who are not in the inner circle. Although they have received the news of Sol's return, it is the first time that they officially met today. Looking at Sol, who was sitting on the side of the main seat, these people were a little lucky, and they did not leave when the city of Liberty was in difficulty.

After all, Thor is like a flag in the territory. At that time, everyone looked at the big explosion in the sky, and the ghosts came and hit the world. Many people think that the city of Freedom may not be able to sustain its decline, so they have chosen to leave the territory.

Their choice cannot be said to be betrayal or mistake. After all, in this world, everyone has the right to choose their own lives. Life is not just about the good side. Those who can share adversities are together, and those who can’t see each other are no big deal.

The two years in which Sol was absent were indeed extremely difficult two years for the territory, and the ravages of Barrell's forces brought the people's hearts shaken.

This territory was created because of Sol. The key is that there has never been any atrocities of exploitation in the territory, and even the monthly taxes are not heavy. This is obviously a paradise suitable for rooting in the film. If it were not for helplessness, people would not be willing to choose to leave their homes.

"Today's enemy attack came very suddenly. Fortunately, we got the news ahead of time and made preparations. Although the polluter is not a strong opponent, any enemy who dares to invade the City of Freedom, we must drive him away and tear him apart, regardless of him. Is it a human or a monster."

The old goblin was sitting on the lord's main seat, putting away his usual wretched and playful expression, and now bends his fingers to tap the tabletop, expressing his tough attitude. Now is the stage of the old goblin, Saul will definitely not rob him, just sit and listen silently.

Next, the results of various battles were gathered, mainly to count the casualties. Twelve people were sacrificed on the human camp.

The number of decapitations of the defilers was not counted in detail, after all, even if they were beheaded to only one head, they would still not lose their combat effectiveness. After the battle, all limbs were severed. In the end, everyone could only dig a deep pit and burn these evil things to bury them.

The human polluter is not outstanding in its slow action and combat power, but this time the enemy is mixed with many animals. There are almost all cats, dogs, wolf bears and snakes. Although their former agility has deteriorated but not completely, this is also the main cause of casualties.

In fact, there is nothing to say about the whole battle, and the result was not bad. It was nothing more than that Liberty City relied on the strength of the people to tide over the difficulties once again. After the old goblin arranged a series of regular arrangements for pensions, rewards and punishments, Thor took over and said what he wanted to say.

"What I want to say is not good news, but it is an imminent reality. In the final analysis, it is still an old problem, about food. According to the intelligence feedback from Diller recently, the main cities of the north and south have also appeared in the area of ​​food. The phenomenon of tightness."

"Now that the secret realm is restricted, Diller has to shrink the manpower and relax the intelligence control of some small places. The news revealed by this enemy attack today is particularly severe. These polluters are obviously from another person not far away from us. territory."

When Saul said this, he paused deliberately, and everyone suddenly remembered, yes, today I just wielded the sword, but didn't think about the source of these polluters. Such a large number of polluters must have been raided by ghosts in a village not far away.

This is also the characteristic of this era. People are accustomed to being busy in the small circles of their own territory, and rarely look up at the overall situation. This is not to blame for their short-sightedness. After all, the wilderness isolates most of the information exchange, and people's cognition is very limited.

"Regardless of the surrounding territories these polluters come from, in terms of number and scale, at most a village will fall, but the problem is not that simple. Suppose there are three small towns in the territory, and then two fall, you guess the last town will be. How?"

Everyone at the table suddenly stagnated, and then looked at each other, and Saul spoke again.

"They will take the initiative to leave to find a new place suitable for survival. Their first choice will definitely be the main city of each realm. As for the way of movement, whether it is the teleportation array or the door of the secret realm, or even walk with their feet against death and sacrifice, in short Various methods."

"Whether they are willing to leave their homeland or not, this is a choice that survival forces them to make."

"And it will be a difficult problem for the main cities of each realm to accept them. It is definitely not enough to accept food. If they don't accept it, it becomes the root of the rebellion. Even if the rebellion is not strong, it will have a bad influence. People's minds have always been like this. You make me unable to live. Then everyone die together."

"These people took the initiative to leave the area where they originally lived, and it is not just the main city’s unacceptable problem. Their original mature villages and towns have been abandoned, and large areas of wheat fields will be quickly deserted because they are left unattended. That is undoubtedly Waste of resources."

"The major cities themselves have almost no food production capacity, and they usually rely on the supply of surrounding towns. This means that once the vicious circle in all aspects rolls over, the food problem will soon evolve into the most serious problem on the entire continent. ."

"If the situation cannot be reversed vigorously, you can imagine who has the grain in the future who has the final say."

"At that time, it's useless if you have Tier 10 strength, because you can't change food."

"The main cities may not be the only targets for refuge. Perhaps because of the distance and location, some people will come to us. Unfortunately, in such a situation, our Free City has no spare capacity to take over more things. We can only do it as soon as possible. get ready."

"Now that the secret realm is restricted, coupled with the deterioration of the wilderness environment, trade has become more difficult than in the early days of the dark history. Apart from the self-produced and previously hoarded food in the Freedom City, it seems that it has not yet been threatened, but it is actually Far from enough."

"In the future, a teleportation formation will be built in the territory to achieve mutual assistance with other territories. At present, Lord Braun has come forward and negotiated with the lords of the other two places. Now we only wait for relevant construction talents to settle in the territory. Up."

"We discussed the food issue once before, but undoubtedly everyone was still optimistic at the time. So I put this old issue on the table again today, and I hope that from today onwards, everyone's attention to the food issue will be raised to another level."

"Faced with this increasingly serious problem, even if we take the money to go to other territories, we may not be able to buy much food, but this thing still cannot be stopped. Expand your own food sources."

"I won't talk about farming, fishing and poultry farming. My idea here is to open up some new channels. For example, the breeding of cranial rats can be done, and there are murlocs who often go ashore. We have to try them. Is it possible to become food."

As soon as Sol's voice fell this time, someone couldn't help but interrupt.

"But how do you raise the adult skull rat? It is said that it is a low-level monster, and a bunch of them will become extremely dangerous." Someone suggested.

"I know, but this is not fantastic, because I have relevant breeding experience. This kind of small thing can be fed by eating grassroots plant tubers and the like. Once it is scaled up, the meat that can be provided cannot be underestimated. The key meat tastes good. ."

Saul waved his hand, mentioning the famine years he had spent in Grayscreen, and shared his experience in raising lower skull rats by the way.

"Are you really going to eat... murloc stuff?" As soon as Stanter raised this question, everyone's expressions were a little bad.

"It's not that I want to eat. If the mainland environment keeps deteriorating, believe me, there will be one day. You will either eat the people around you, or eat the murlocs. It depends on what you choose. And I just say it's possible. It’s not that you have to eat it."

"But in essence, this world is a world where life swallows each other. Is the chicken and egg you eat life? The bread you eat comes from the wheat field. Is wheat life? Anyway, you would never eat stones or dirt. Right?"

"The only difference between murlocs and these wheat chickens is that they can walk and have a slightly intelligent appearance. If you have truly experienced a famine, you will know all the movable...well, in short, what the world can eat is actually a lot of."

The evil aura implied in Sol's words bluffed everyone, but everyone also understood that sometimes there was really no choice. Today Sol’s remarks undoubtedly made everyone feel an inexplicable and severe sense of urgency, and everyone gathered around the table and discussed it for a long time.

When the meeting was over, Sol left with his large nest of shiitake mushrooms. Elisa, who had entered the venue, wanted to see if there was any chance of abducting Sol, but now it seems that she is gone, and in the end she can only look back and leave unwillingly.

After returning home, the shiitake mushrooms pestered Saul to cheat for a supper, which was satisfied.

Before going to bed, Thor brought Neferna and Chris' conjoined mushrooms to his room, and then pushed the door panel with his back.

"You said that we are not to blame for lie to the military..." Neferna was a little nervous inexplicably, and she was not as confident as usual.

"I don't blame you, I just think you have seen your single ponytail hairstyle for a long time, and suddenly want to see what your double ponytail looks like." Saul spread his hand and quietly shook the gray wolf tail.

"It's just that?" Neferna suspiciously.

"Yes, do you know how to make double pony tails?" Sol asked.

"I will." Chris said as she untied her head rope, and soon a cute double pony tail appeared.

"Very well, now you sit here like this." Sol asked the mushroom monster to sit on the side of the bed in a duck position with his back facing him.

"What are you going to... do?" With their backs to the Great Demon, Kris and Neferna felt that something was wrong.

"Look, when I'm behind, I can gently grab your cute double ponytails, and then you can't run away, right? Isn't it fun?" Sol smiled and gently pulled the two strange mushrooms. A little ponytail, silently showing his weapon.

"Ah! Big Devil, you are a big badass!"

"Bah baah baah! Can you think of this? A pervert!"

The two shiitake mushrooms seemed to feel strangely, and suddenly they screamed, but it was a pity that the little head had been controlled.

"I don't blame you for lying about the military situation, but I didn't say that you can confuse you into the wilderness without permission. Whoever lets you fall into the hands of the big devil, you must admit your mistakes. Scream as much as you want, my cute little Horse." The big devil began to use his piercing skills.

"Yeah! Big pervert!"

"Yeah~"

The poor conjoined mushroom monsters finally paid a heavy price for their crimes.

Once again, I understood the reason why the Great Demon King is the Great Demon King.

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