Chapter 524 181. This is just a dream
On a new day, Annan came to the newspaper office early in the morning, because tomorrow is a new week.
The second issue of "Voice of Freedom" has started printing. Annan passed by the busy hall where female workers were recruited and came to the office upstairs.
Evelin was destroying the apple pie that Aunt Susan had sent this morning. When she saw Annan picking it up, she raised her head and vaguely pointed at the magic newspaper folded in front of her: "Is it okay to write like this? Would it be too explicit?"
Annan picked up the magic newspaper, which was in the "Daily News" section of the third page. The content was: The first succubus tavern in Middle-earth is open in Liberty City, Sexy Succubus, Always available for service. Let me play with you.
"We want to attract mercenaries and professionals... Do you expect their pumpkin-like heads to understand profound things?"
"That's right."
Annan opened the magic newspaper.
The first edition of [World News] is a major event on the continent of Allen. Such as the defeat of the expeditionary force, the combination of magic tide and rat tide raging in the north, and the Blood Tribe Council declaring war on the Stun rat people -
Annan watched carefully, because he did not know these news.
The second page is [Middle-earth News]. The news of the end of the war between Annan and the Mad Dog Archduke was placed on the front page of the second page, and Evelyn also satirized the ridiculous prophecy of the Keating Principality’s envoys at the end...
And the first, second, and third pages There are advertisements interspersed between the three pages. Currently, the only sponsors are Gem Star Jewelry and Syltovis, not counting the self-promoting "Fast Pants".
Skipping the "lame weather forecast" part of Old Zoron, Annan turned to the last racial joke:
During the Elven War, on the ancient battlefield of Wilhelm, the elves simultaneously Against the dwarves and orcs, the elven arcanist came, and the dwarves and orcs hid; the dwarf mage came, and the elves hid; the orc wizard came, and everyone hid.
This joke is sponsored by "Elf Mentor".
Throwing the magic newspaper back on the table, Annan was about to go out when Evelin called out to him: "Sertovis's envoy should arrive this morning. Are you going to pick them up?"
"Let Let Olmedo take care of it and let her get in touch with Sirtoves."
"Are you sure you're not too lazy to go?"
Annan defended loudly: "New World Film. The business has just been established, I want to go over and help with the "Dream Princess" project!"
"Okay, okay..."
Annan slipped out of the newspaper office amidst Evelin's disdain and perfunctory remarks and walked aimlessly out of the city.
He wants to visit the north, but Idilia probably won’t let him. He wanted to visit the south, but Itilia and Olmedo probably wouldn't let him. But if Annan said he wanted to see hell, they should allow him to go to the north or south.
Musketeers training outside the city.
The war is over, but Annan still maintains three thousand musketeers and two thousand reserves.
Ingrid counted the number of people who followed Girardi back to the principality two days later, and it was close to 30,000 people.
By then the Free City would have fewer than 40,000 residents left, with soldiers accounting for one-ninth of the population—a proportion that would unnerve its neighbors.
But they are different from soldiers from other countries and territories. Being a soldier out there is a profession: like a knight, a woodcutter, a farmer, you basically have to work until the day you die.
Annan and Olmedo developed a service system for Liberty City: all soldiers can retire after serving for one year and can continue to serve. But starting from the second year, soldiers who have been serving for more than one year need to take an assessment to ensure that they are still qualified to stay.
The advantage of this is that soldiers will not become weak and lazy with age and time - Olmedo spent more energy dealing with the veterans in Breeze City with an average age of 35 than fighting with her father. There is still more courage to fight.
And even if they retire, they will not lose their skills - they can be drafted into the reserves at any time, and they can fight for Liberty City again as long as they are briefly proficient in magic muskets.
This is the advantage of the magic gun, and Annan has no reason not to carry it forward.
In addition, maintaining a large number of soldiers has another advantage: without the competition from one-ninth of the people, no one in Free City is idle except Annan. They alleviate the illusion that Liberty City does not offer many jobs. As Olmedo said: "Our shortcomings are obvious, and our advantages are also obvious."
"Our professionals There are so few, and instead we don’t have that many children, old people, and women who can’t work, but we have to keep them employed so that there won’t be turmoil in the city.”
Those who say these things. Olmedo was watching Annan.
The reason why other towns don't face the "oversupply" phenomenon they face is because the slums are zones where everyone in power acquiesces.
Cities and towns are changing all the time: the poor become rich and the rich return to poverty. The slums are places where all poor people are accommodated. People who are not qualified to live fend for themselves in them and become nutrients, thus keeping the city healthy.
Olmedo knew that Annan didn’t want this, and Annan also knew that Olmedo didn’t want this.
So Olmedo came out of her typhoon shelter anyway.
After looking at the Great Wall in the north for a while, Annan returned to the city lord's palace. Play with Lily, feed the little spider, and fall asleep after meditating.
...
Puff, puff, puff —
The liquid that fell on the cheeks gave off a fishy smell that was heavier than mud.
No longer the devil’s eye this time? Annan, who was huddled in the thatch, woke up leisurely.
A pig passed by wagging its tail and "humming humming". Annan lowered his head when he realized something, and saw that his loose blue pajamas were stained, and the mud spots were stuck on his graying black hair.
The sky outside the thatched hut was gloomy, and drizzle fell in drizzle, dripping from the holes in the roof of the hut.
Annan suddenly turned over and opened up the haystack under him. Three dirty copper coins lay there quietly. He came to the street in confusion, and the passers-by spoke a language he could not understand...
Breeze City, Star-Moon Bay, Middle-earth...
Ilimoyas, Austrian Ermedo, Itilia...
Tauren, ratmen, elves...
Everything was just a wonderful dream that Annan had on a cold rainy night...
Annan took a deep breath and suddenly rushed out in the drizzle. He found the convoy about to leave on the north side of the town. He took off his coat and threw it to his boss, pointing north.
Ten minutes later, Annan, who changed into a linen coat, set off with the convoy. I don’t know how much time passed, but the magnificent Breeze City appeared at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
After entering the city, Annan went outside the Olmedo family's manor according to his memory, squatted nearby and waited for Augusta to return, then rushed out and threw himself in front of the stunned Augusta. , punched him in the face.
……
Annan woke up in a refreshed mood.
But maybe he didn't hide his good mood. During breakfast time, Olmedo looked at Annan strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
"No...nothing..."< br>
Olmedo became more and more suspicious: "You have been around me since I came in..."
"I just think you look particularly good today."
(End of this chapter)