Chapter 293 293. Go to work, Lord!
Two people and one duck just walked into the lively frontline base, and were immediately greeted by a very pleasant-looking half-orc.
This is a female half-orc, and her race seems to be a mixture of fox and human -
She has a pair of slightly pointed ears on her head, and a furry back. The big tail, fluffy and soft, coupled with the slightly narrowed fox eyes, looks particularly cute.
“……”
But Croya felt a little strange when he saw her.
Huh? Why didn't I know there were orcs here? Fox orc? When did this come out?
The race of half-orcs is actually... quite valuable. Many mages and nobles like this style. It is said that even the Holy See will occasionally reward a few half-orcs to the nobles of the Holy Kingdom. Warm beds like maids and valets.
The mixture of humans and orcs gives them basically beautiful and handsome faces as well as extremely strong endurance and physical strength, and can do things that humans cannot do anyway.
Because of this special ability, half-orcs basically don’t dare to appear outside, especially some of the races that are already pretty good-looking.
For example, the lady from the fox tribe in front of me.
And I don’t know why, but when this guy greeted him so enthusiastically, he always felt like he was being cheated.
So he remained silent.
On the contrary, the young soldier next to him slapped his head: "Are you Miss Theo?"
"Do you know me?"
The young warrior had obviously received a good education, and might have read a book. His speech did not have a rough tone, but was polite and polite:
"Of course, you are the golden introducer of the Western Territory Development Team. I heard that you Have you ever been praised by the Duke? "
Croya, who was listening at ease, caught the word "Duke" and glanced at Miss Foxman thoughtfully.
With his memory, of course he can't remember anyone he has awarded. The problem is that he really doesn't remember this fox lady. Even the King of Wood Yaoqu Vine disguised as an ordinary decoration on the roadside can't remember it. Shake his head slightly.
After Miss Foxman heard "being praised by the Duke", her tail hair suddenly exploded, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "No! Who are you listening to!"
"I just came all the way from the prairie after hearing Brother Rimbaud say that you can live and work here without being disturbed."
She looked around in panic and emphasized: "That's just a rumor. ! Okay, don’t mention it again! I’ll help you find a job.”
This explains why she is here. It turns out that she is Rimbaud, the “son” of the great magician Evelin. Call your partner.
Croya was thinking about giving Rimbaud some rewards. If he could call in some more orcs, it would also add a touch of brightness to the monotonous human environment in the north.
Miss Foxman’s work quality is quite good. She immediately took out a bunch of flyers for promotion and recruitment and began to introduce them.
Obviously, the demand for powerful warriors like warriors in the Western Region is still quite high. In just a short time, Miss Foxman introduced six jobs including brick movers.
Basically everything from simple to complex.
Of course, Croya has not forgotten it either.
The young warrior, Lopas, thought for a while and finally chose... golem driving.
This is the development work currently underway in the Western Region.
Seeing him choosing this, Miss Foxman couldn't help but remind her: "This is the most difficult of these jobs. To drive those big guys, you need to be trained!"
——The so-called golem driving In fact, he was driving a humanoid, ten-meter-tall golem to modify some terrain in the Western Region that was not suitable for human life.
For example, there are a series of troublesome engineering problems such as opening channels between mountains, carrying out land reclamation projects on lakes, and so on.
This seems quite nice, being able to drive a huge golem, but there are a lot of things to learn. For example, golem driving, terraforming, and even some basic magic pattern systems.
Because this work was arranged by Cloya, he knew it very well, and of course he also knew how difficult it was.
The upper limit is indeed high, but the difficulty is indeed very high.
If you can really take root in the Golem team, you will be able to enter a college in the north to further your studies, and the salary and benefits will be very good.
He glanced at Lopas.
The latter stared closely at the tall and mighty metal creature on the flyer, shining brightly in the sun, his eyes already filled with anticipation.
Well... who can resist a big, powerful toy?
The beauty full of power and mysticism is really addictive - Ropas was looking forward to joining the Golem team from the beginning.
But he quickly calmed down and looked at Croya: "Mr. Bard, what do you choose?"
"If the distance is too far, then I will give up this job!"
Compared with work, he still looked forward to the sound of Cloya's piano. The sound of the piano was truly unforgettable.
“Me.”
Croya looked down at the few flyers in his hand, pointed to one of the jobs called "Warcraft Demonic Plant Chanter" and said, "Let's take this one."
This job is The druids are responsible for learning some natural magic to calm the emotions of the monsters and magic plants and help them quickly adapt to the management of the North.
Belong to the same pioneering team as Lopas.
The reason why Croya chose this job was not just because Lopas was really interesting, but because he wanted to see the most basic structure of Warcraft and Magic Plants in the Western Region.
The magical beasts and magical plants that can live and grow on this unstable land must have special methods.
He does not want to transform all places into the Northern Territory. Each place must have its own characteristics and special scenery. If they all become the same as the Northern Territory, they will be the same.
So he has to go deep into the unexplored and primitive Western Territory and explore it himself before he can come up with an answer that is most suitable for this land.
“Great!” When Ropas heard Croya’s choice, he applauded first, and then suddenly asked curiously: “Mr. Bard, don’t you know your name yet?”
"Uh..."
Kloya thought for a while and simply said: "My name is Alok."
"Oh, Mr. Yalock." Miss Foxman didn't know if she had thought of something: "I'll take you to the place where workers are recruited. If you go early, you might be able to pick a better dormitory!"
"Then let's go." Croya didn't care if she thought of something. This fox lady was indeed very smart, and smart people would not do stupid things.
……
Three people and one duck quickly arrived at the place where workers were recruited.
There are several windows in this tall building that are providing all services to the Western Region, including status levels, providing jobs, accepting material donations, etc...
People were coming and going and it was very lively.
Of course the process went very smoothly - the person who hired the worker was one of Croya's apprentices, and she recognized him as her lord at a glance.
Of course, she knew immediately after seeing Croya blinking at her that the lord had his own arrangements.
Since the lord doesn’t want to say anything, she certainly can’t say anything!
So she was very calm, no different from her usual office hours, but her movements were extremely neat and she passed the applications of Croya and Ropas directly.
——On this point, Croya is not that pedantic. Now that he has decided what job he wants to do, he can just join the job directly.
When handing over the work permit, she did not forget to add: "You came at a good time. We just need a batch. You should hurry up and choose a dormitory first!"
" You can go directly after choosing a dormitory, and the training will be at the frontline development team."
"We are lucky!" Lopas looked at the work ID with his own face and a special anti-counterfeiting mark. Smile happily.
His luck seems to be very good today. He actually solved the work problem like this. It must be the blessing of the mother goddess.
"Well, not bad, let's go."
Now Croya also wants to truly experience the living environment under his rule.
The two quickly arrived at the dormitory building under construction and randomly selected two rooms that were neither upper nor lower next to each other.
Should I say it or not, things are going pretty well in this dormitory.
It strictly follows the standards originally proposed by Cloya - each room is about 40 square meters, with a minimalist decoration style, complete with kitchen and bathroom. Although it is not big for an extraordinary person, it is You won't feel aggrieved while staying here.
He walked around the room casually, and unexpectedly felt like... going out to find a job and rent an apartment after graduation.
Although he didn't have much money at that time and could only rent a small room, he bought everything in the small room himself, which really made him miss it.
"How about decorating it too... I remember that during the construction period, it seemed that the house belonged to the renter."
After thinking about it briefly, he decided to renovate his room. With some necessary renovations, I might as well just live here during this period. When you leave, take away some things that are inconvenient to leave behind, and the rest depends on who is lucky enough to find the treasures he left behind.
When he was in college, he often saw the "treasure" left by his seniors in the dormitory.
Just think of it as a little bit of fun for him.
As he said, he immediately started to modify the room - just some basic modifications, such as adding some convenient little things, a little life-sustaining magic pattern...
These seemingly inconspicuous little things can greatly improve his quality of life.
As soon as he finished, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
“This guy is really full of energy.”
Croya knew that this was Lopas coming. He glanced at the dormitory, which didn't seem to have changed much, but was obviously more convenient and comfortable. He packed his things and opened the door.
As expected, outside the door was Lopas who had changed into work clothes.
He couldn't wait to go to work: "Alok, let's leave quickly!"
"Okay." Croya nodded and followed him out of the dormitory.
Through a long-distance teleportation magic circle, the two came to the real pioneering front line deep in the Western Territory - this is in the mountains of the Western Territory.
Compared to the Northern Territory, which is basically a plain with only a few mountains occasionally, the peaks in the Western Territory are obviously much taller. Some of the mountains even look shrouded in mist, with half of them stuck in the clouds.
Some tall trees and vines that were briefly damaged by locusts but still grow tenaciously are scattered among the peaks.
You can also see some humanoid shadows looming in the green forest.
That's...
"It's Iwazaru!"
While the two of them were paying attention to what was in front of them, a resolute-looking middle-aged man came over and said, "You have just arrived in the Western Region. Please do not leave the pioneering team and go deep into the forest."
"There are things in the forest. The largest number of monsters in the Western Region is the Overlord-level monster, Rock Monkey."
"Each of them has a magic level of level two or above. They are good at earth magic and have a very docile personality. But it is Warcraft after all."
He warned the two people in front of him who were obviously "rookies", and then smiled: "Welcome to the Western Frontline Development Group. Come on, I will take you there. "
"Excuse me." Lopas was very polite.
Croya also said: "Trouble."
In fact, when he came here, he already felt that something was not right about the environment here. Although the rhythm of the earth was still very abnormal, it was changed by a A strange force suppresses him.
This power is sharper than the thick earth. If the earth is a blunt weapon, this is a thick sword, which barely maintains the environment in the mountains.
‘It’s really interesting. If you were in a laboratory, you really wouldn’t be able to see such a strange power. ’
Cloya looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued walking forward.
The two of them followed the man to the site where development work was taking place - tall humanoid golems were using various tools to transform the earth and mountain peaks, and hard rocks were as brittle as tofu in front of them.
Such a special mountain environment is of course an excellent environment for breeding and planting. Some basic improvements are necessary. At least roads and bridges must be prepared.
At the same time, this is also one of the areas in the Western Region where crops can be grown. What is the secret that can ignore the influence of the earth? Finding this out is also one of the tasks of the pioneering team.
Besides there is a group of mages who are using magic to appease the magic plants and monsters. The two parties are cooperating well to ensure that the transformation will not have too much impact on the forest.
Seeing this, Croya and Lopas separated and walked towards the golem team and the team of Warcraft and Demonic Plant Chanters next to them.
What a coincidence, the leader of this team of singers...
is actually a mermaid.
The moment she saw Croya, she was stunned for three seconds before coming back to her senses, and then smiled and said: "Welcome to join."
Croya also replied With a smile, he looked at the other exhausted mages present who knew some druid magic and music magic calmly.
"Is it difficult?" he asked curiously.
"Of course it's very difficult!" said a panting middle-aged man: "The mountains and monsters here are very special, and we spent a lot of effort to calm them down.
In their eyes, we are The culprit who destroyed their home!"
Others also nodded with heavy faces.
After a brief silence, Croya felt that what he said was indeed correct.
No matter how careful Croya orders the pioneering team to be, it is inevitable that something will happen when it comes to transformation.
Those who can communicate with magic plants and beasts suffer the most incomprehension, pain and even malice. This job may seem easy, but the more painful it is for people with higher moral standards.
The problem is that it is inevitable.
No capable lord can give up the treasure house of the mountain, and the development of the mountain must be carried out.
What was presented to Croya at this moment was not Talling’s report, cold figures and reports, but the real troubles he was facing.
“Then we’ll just find a way to solve it.”
He didn't feel discouraged or troubled. He played the harp gently, and the crisp sound was like a breeze blowing through the stream, instantly dispelling all the boredom and confusion.
He walked directly to the front of the team and looked at the forest in front of him: "The problem we are facing now is those rock monkeys, right? They should be unwilling to give up their territory."
Very casually He asked a question, but it gave people an inexplicable feeling of being irresistible. Someone immediately answered: "Yes, those rock monkeys are really difficult to communicate with!"
As an animal whisperer, he has been a beast whisperer for a long time. I haven't encountered such a difficult monster for a long time.
Those apes are really as smelly and hard as rocks, and they don’t listen to their comfort and communication at all.
If there wasn't a mage from the mermaid tribe here, they would probably have been beaten to the point of running away with their heads in their hands.
"Is that so?" Croya nodded slightly, played the harp gently, and walked forward slowly.
He still didn’t cast any special magic power, he simply conveyed his mental fluctuations of wanting to have a friendly conversation along with the music.
The beast whisperer druids behind him hesitated, but still followed, using their own methods, either splashing a green mist or playing the harmonica.
Anyway, the sound of music and the fluctuation of magic power are trying to communicate with the rock monkeys lurking in the surrounding forest.
——They have tried this before, but in the end they were almost beaten by the group of rock monkeys and couldn't take care of themselves.
This time they were quite worried. As they gradually approached the forest where the rock monkeys live, none of them actually attacked.
All the rock monkeys gathered together and hid in the woods and looked at these people - to be precise, they looked at the young man dressed as a bard who led them.
They tilted their heads and scratched their scalps with their claws, not understanding.
Why don’t they have the desire to attack this time?
As Croya continued to move forward.
Suddenly——
With a "bang", a huge giant ape, more than four meters tall, fell in front of him.
The muscles on this tall rock ape's body are bulging high, really like a rock, standing silently in front of him, exuding powerful magic fluctuations.
It stood there as if waiting for something.
Gradually, more Iwazaru came behind it.
A special mist gradually filled the air. Wisps of silver mist descended quickly from the depths of the mountains as if they were alive, covering the surrounding environment.
This mist does not look gloomy, but has an ethereal and hazy beauty, as if some sacred presence is coming.
The mage of the mermaid clan took out his staff and became vigilant. Others were also a little uneasy because the mist actually isolated their mental power fluctuations.
At this moment, they were trapped in the fog. Not only were they disoriented, but their senses were also confused.
Only Croya still played the harp, spreading his own music wantonly, until...
A huge creature about twenty meters tall appeared in front of him.
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