A few days later.
Wen Rensheng went over and looked at the founding god again.
Then the other party was really at a loss.
Wen Rensheng then saw that the other party could not afford the bail and could only hang around in jail.
After some questioning, he was sentenced to one year of probation and three years in prison for attempting to harm an animal.
Just ridiculous.
I did nothing and got a suspended sentence.
There was really no benefit, so he was sentenced.
This is really unlucky.
There is also a record of the crime.
I won’t be able to do anything in the future.
Actually, there are quite a few such people.
I was tricked into robbing and stealing things together.
He did not run away when others ran away.
Others confessed him as the mastermind.
As a result, the sentence was ten years in one breath, while others were sentenced to three to seven years.
There are indeed such people.
At this time, the founding god is not so unlucky as to be.
After Wen Rensheng observed it again, he came to a conclusion.
This guy is also a fool, and also a very unlucky type.
The other party was obviously very lucky to get the task of becoming the Founding God.
Perhaps it was because this task exhausted all his luck.
At this time.
Wen Rensheng saw other people arriving.
The deputy captain who is good at solving crimes came over.
He actually came to bail the guy out.
Somehow this guy came over to keep.
Wen Rensheng knew, it seemed because the captain noticed the difference in this guy.
It was the captain's efforts that allowed that guy to end up with a suspended sentence.
The deputy captain hired a lawyer to prove that this founding god was mentally ill.
So it is understandable to beat the little tiger.
After the deputy captain brought the opponent out.
Suddenly said to him: "It's you. On the top of the mountain, the guy who calls himself the Founding God is you."
"Yes, it's me, but I don't call myself For God, and I am God,” insisted the Founding God.
"Okay, okay, I don't care who you are, anyway, I can see that you are not from this world." The captain said.
"Yes, I am a god, of course not a human being in this world."
"Then you may still have some value." The captain said.
"Of course I have value, as long as you give it to me..." the Founding God repeated again.
"What exactly do you need? Tell the truth." the captain asked seriously.
“I just need 10 million.”
"As long as you give me 10 million, I will restore myself as the founding god and let you become the master of the ball. You will get an immortal body and supreme power!"
"Don't tell "I, you don't have that much money," the founding god asked.
"Ten million, actually, I have it." The deputy captain continued, "But I hope you will do what you say."
"You said you could give me immortality and immortality. Immortality, is this true? ”
“Of course it is true, as long as I become the founding god, these requirements can be realized very simply.”
"Very good, then I promise you." The captain gritted his teeth and said.
He wants to hand over the accumulation of these years, the bonuses and wages earned through hard work, a total of more than 500,000, plus the house left by his parents, a total of 9.5 million, to the other party...
Wen Rensheng just watched these two people talking.
He couldn't help but shake his head.
On the surface, there doesn’t seem to be much in this city.
In fact, it has many mysteries.
But it is really not easy to solve these mysteries.
It can be said to be a wonderful city.
…………
The next moment.
Wen Rensheng knew how powerful this city was.
“Master!”
“Something bad has happened!”
“The flood has flooded the village’s fields!”
“Wake up, Master. ! ”
When Wen Rensheng was woken up from his hangover by a huge force, he saw a stocky white aunt with a pockmarked face standing in front of him.
Wearing a gray and white chef's uniform, she shook him with one hand and held a thick spatula in the other.
Beside the cook, there stood a frail, thin old white man.
The old man also looked at Wen Rensheng with worried eyes, but hesitated to speak.
“What, what’s going on?”
"Am I still awake?"
Wen Rensheng covered his brows.
He didn’t expect that just a moment ago, he was still worrying about things in Wonderful City.
But then, something even weirder happened to him.
A large stream of inexplicable information poured directly into his mind.
It took half an hour for him to wake up completely.
At this moment, the cook had already turned around and walked to the door.
"No one is allowed in!"
"Don't disturb the distinguished Master Hudson!"
There was a low crying sound outside the door, and it was very messy. Very annoying.
"Kind young master, please spare me this autumn's food."
"The village really can't survive."
"The flood is coming so fast, we can't even survive There is no time to harvest the ripe wheat ears.”
“There is no way to feed the cattle.”
Wen Rensheng is now fully awake.
Yes, he remembered the real name of this body.
It turns out he wore it too.
Haha, needless to say, this is something caused by the wonderful city.
It seems to be able to transport people to different backgrounds and different worlds.
Just like those two guys.
It seems that he has good luck in traveling through time.
The background is similar to that in Europe. He became the second son of a baron.
Full name Hart*……*Kolos.
The middle name is too long, long enough to write a complete chapter.
Wen Rensheng naturally knew that the second son generally had no inheritance rights.
The territory and most of the wealth are completely inherited by the eldest son.
The other sons, when they reach adulthood, will be given a suit of armor and a horse, and they will go out on their own.
This is for the nobles to maintain the integrity and strength of their territories.
We will not become weak due to division in a few generations.
Primogeniture is the foundation of this world.
But give thanks to the Founding God of this world.
Well, suddenly, the guy who asked for "ten million" every day appeared in his mind.
He is really the founding god...
Maybe time has changed.
He traveled very far back in the timeline.
In short, the faces of those "tens of millions" people closely overlap with the statue of the founder of the square that appears in my mind.
The era he lived in was a turbulent era.
Lords attack, marry, and scheme against each other.
If you stick to the eldest son inheritance, once the incompetent eldest son inherits the territory.
Then a generation may decline.
Therefore, each noble will select three to four direct descendants.
With a limit of three years, give it to a village, town, or city...
Whoever develops the given territory the best in the end.
Who can be established as the official heir.
The child who becomes the official heir is automatically promoted to the eldest son.
His age will also be changed to the oldest.
In other words, it is still primogeniture. But who is the eldest son is determined by competition the day after tomorrow.
And the current identity worn by Wen Rensheng, the second son of Baron Hart, is in the stage of competing for the identity of the eldest son!
His father was Baron Colos, who was in charge of more than forty villages in a nearby county.
A veritable big shot in the neighborhood.
He had thirteen sons and seven girls.
But only four sons were selected and qualified to participate in the formal heir competition.
Hart relied on the support of his mother's family to become one of the four.
After Wen Rensheng quickly cleared the memories in his mind.
He found it very interesting.
I never thought that one day I would be transported through time.
Before, I took the initiative to travel by myself.
Very interesting.
He calmly stood up and asked under the anxious eyes of a group of people outside the door: "Fanny, what happened?"
He ignored the old man Hanster standing next to him.
Hanster appeared to be his butler, but in fact he also had another identity, the supervisor sent by the father of this body.
At this time, the fat chef who was trying to drive away the villagers outside the door, his absolute confidant, came back quickly after hearing this.
"Oh, thank you for the blessing of the Founding God, Master, you finally woke up."
"I will bring him five eggs to pray tomorrow."
"It's still double yellow."
"Okay, let's get down to business." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
“It’s like this. The young master got very drunk last night with the Sander Knight from the next county.”
“Just last night, the river embankment of this village was attacked by several demons. The pigs were washed away!"
"The river did not rush into the village, but it destroyed the best paddy field near the river embankment."
Fanny babbled.
She was still angry that the wild boar was so ignorant that it destroyed the village that the young master worked so hard to take care of.
How disrespectful.
Tomorrow, the Founding God will punish his family with no food to eat.
Hearing people's wisdom, they will understand it as soon as they hear it.
Haha, it is indeed a cunning and changeable game of power.
This predecessor fell into a trap.
Such a simple strategy will work.
It seems that the predecessor’s death was not unjust.
Wonderful cities are indeed wonderful.
Sure enough, it’s not enough to have only the support of your parents’ family.
I am not smart enough.
No matter how many opportunities I give you, they will not work!
It seems that Wonder City is looking for a time traveler to replace this stupid predecessor and play a powerful game.
It’s just that Wonder City has no idea whose head it has found.
Is Wen Rensheng easy to mess with?
If you dare to let him travel through time, he can make this world disappear in minutes.
Wen Rensheng just wanted to find out the secret behind it, so he didn't think about it.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while and decided to follow the arrangements of Wonderful City.
He pretended to think for a while, then turned to look at the butler Hanster.
"Hanst, what is the situation in the village now?"
"How much food is left and how many people are there?"
Hanst said quickly: "Dear young master,"
"There are a total of 650 people in Haer Village."
"There are 6,400 acres of land, of which 800 acres are paddy fields that can be watered on time."
"The current stock of grain in the village is about 100,000 jins."
"However, the Autumn Expedition is coming, and at least 50,000 jins of grain must be paid."
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he Knowing these grains and if the autumn harvest goes well, it will be easier for the villagers to survive.
In this era, a village with such a harvest is enough to be called a relatively wealthy village.
This must be one of the villages favored by the Founding God to have such a harvest.
In the memory left by the predecessor, the autumn harvest of paddy fields can produce 300 to 400 kilograms, while other dry lands depend on luck.
If you are lucky, you can produce 50 to 100 kilograms of seeds. If you are unlucky, you will not be able to harvest the seeds.
The difference between having water and not having water is that big.
The task assigned to him by Wonderful City.
No doubt it was to help the predecessor retrieve food.
Defeat the enemy's plot.
And now, the most important paddy fields have been washed away.
This basically means that he is out.
If you want to continue this game, you have to find a solution.
With the wisdom of my previous life, there is no other way except crying to my father and asking my mother for help.
However, both of these paths mean failure in competition.
This will cause supporters to quickly switch sides.
In the context of cruel competition in the Middle Ages, in the game of fighting for power, only those who do not lag behind and can lead everyone to gain benefits can continue to gain support.
But like its predecessor, which requires followers to cut their flesh to support, it will not gain long-term support.
Wen Rensheng thought this was a bit novel.
After all, he has not been exposed to the lowest power struggle for too long.
His perspective has always been too high.
Could this be the lesson Wonder City wants to teach itself?
Just like the "millions" founding god, who wants to use the method closest to living beings to achieve the highest goal?
If that's the case, it's really amazing.
So Wen Rensheng thought for a while and asked:
"What do you two think, what should we do now?"
Hearing the young master ask this question, the housekeeper couldn't help showing a disappointed expression. .
Fanny rubbed her hands: "Why don't you ask the madam for help?"
The housekeeper then shook his head: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for the madam to help me. Can I get this rich man?" The village has already cost a lot of favors from the young master’s grandfather, Baron Wende.”
Wen Rensheng smiled.
Yes, if we want to support this village now, we must make up for the loss of at least 800 acres of land, which is 240,000 kilograms of grain.
This is a large amount of surplus food.
Even the Baron will feel some pain when taking it out.
What’s more, in my memory, my grandfather’s former territory was not close to here.
When food is delivered, it consumes a lot of money.
The most important thing is that his predecessor fell into such a simple trick. Who would think highly of him?
This time, hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain were filled in. What about next time?
Don’t forget, the autumn harvest is not just one time.
Two more times.
The important river embankments have been destroyed. How can we expect the Baron to trust him to run a county?
Wen Rensheng knew from his body memory that his predecessor actually patrolled the river embankment every night when the autumn harvest came.
He is also a diligent person.
Otherwise, you will not be qualified to be elected as one of the successor contenders.
If you have no ambition and no sense of responsibility, no retainers will be willing to follow you.
Because it cannot be supported and it is too tiring.
The predecessor was still a quasi-knight.
It is also the result of hard work at a young age.
It should be said that he did quite well.
If a baron in an ordinary era, an ordinary person had such a son, he would be very happy.
Proud enough.
However, the era when the Founding God returned was different. It was a time when chaos was frequent and everyone was fighting for interests.
Because the founding god had just returned, and there seemed to be some problems, the gods under it took action one after another.
The intensity of the fights between nobles who have taken refuge in different gods has also increased dozens of times.
In the past, things that might have passed away with a smile, now have to determine the winner or loser.
Just like now, ordinary civilian patrols cannot deal with some powerful bandits and Warcraft.
As for the other weapons around us.
There is also a quasi-knight and 3 attendants.
But they were arranged to buy some winter necessities two days ago, because some people said it was cheaper to buy at this time.
It gets more expensive in late autumn.
Needless to say, this is also to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
The strategy is simple and practical.
Deploy his main force, and then get him drunk.
Send two would-be knights and they can dig the river bank overnight.
Just pretend to be a monster and give the nobles a step down.
As for the villagers guarding the river embankment, they were no match for them.