Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Wood tidied his handsome mustache again nervously.
He knew that this action was unnecessary and would make his already somewhat eye-catching self more easily noticed, but he just couldn't help but feel nervous.
(Why? It’s just recruiting refugee pioneers. Why is there a giant dragon sitting in charge? Why do giant dragons come to work in human towns? Shouldn’t they be burning, killing and robbing everywhere? Could it be that I’m not awake yet? In fact, Are you dreaming?)
He wanted to pinch himself and look, but resisted the urge.
Just pinch yourself, that's so weird. He wants to be low-key, low-key!
Lowering his head and taking a few deep breaths, Wood finally suppressed all the weird thoughts and impulses in his heart, and his face regained its composure.
He deliberately did not look at the giant dragon lying listlessly on the ground, half asleep and half awake, covered with thick round scales. He only paid attention to the recruitment and registration of the refugees in front of him.
"May I have your name?"
"Big tree, sir."
"Big tree? Big tree again?"
"Yes, sir."
"Oh my God! This is already the third big tree... Why can't you choose something different from others when you choose a name?"
"I'm sorry, sir."
"There's nothing to be sorry for. It's your parents who named you, not you. Forget it, a big tree is a big tree. I'll mark it for you, Big Tree No. 3... This feels like a golem in school, forget it. That's it, I suggest you change your name in the future."
"Yes, sir."
"Don't always be 'Master', 'Master'... Forget it, it's up to you, everyone is like this, and I'm used to it. Dashu, where are you from?"
"Black Stone Village, Master."
"...Where is the Black Stone Village?"
"To the south, far away, sir."
"...Where is the Gold Coin Federation?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, sir."
"Are there any cities nearby?"
"Grizzly City, sir."
"Oh! I understand. That is the territory of Earl Bell of the Gold Coin Federation. The local lord is a distant relative of Earl Bell. Okay, I have noted it down. So what are your specialties?"
"I can farm and herd sheep, sir."
"... Although reason tells me what I shouldn't expect, I still have to ask - how do you usually farm?"
"Farming? Just sow the seeds in the spring and you'll be able to harvest naturally in the fall."
"That's true! That means you have no professional skills. Do you have any special skills?"
"...What is a 'specialty'? Master."
"It means that you have some ability that is better than others, for example, you are very strong, you can run very fast, etc."
"I'm sorry, sir, I have no special skills."
"I guessed it from your look. People with special talents shouldn't end up like you. Do you have any family?"
"I have a wife who died of illness last year, and the children also starved to death this winter. I am the only one in the house, sir."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask this... Okay, your information has been registered. Now stamp your fingerprints - Miss Xie, don't lie here and pretend to be dead. It's your turn to work!"
The giant dragon opened its eyes lazily, and with a flash of light, the piece of paper the young magician had just recorded on suddenly glowed softly white. The refugee named "Big Tree" followed the magician's request and pressed both hands on the glowing film maker. After a few seconds, the light of the paper disappeared, but a pair of faint palm prints appeared.
The magician was satisfied and put the piece of paper that turned into light gray into the box next to it, strung it on three prepared metal tubes, and stacked it with many similar pieces of paper.
Then, he took a silver-white card and pressed it on the paper. After a few seconds, the palm prints appeared on the card.
The magician handed the card to "Big Tree": "Here, this is your ID card. Don't lose it. You will need it to receive subsidies and find a job. Now you go to the big house in the north of the town - here, That's the one - ask Haman for a bowl of vegetable porridge, and then ask Laif for steamed buns. The number of steamed buns varies from person to person, and depending on your size, he will probably give you two - don't eat too much, Otherwise it will hurt your health... Although I know they will also tell you this, but important words must be repeated several times. Okay, okay, go, eat and drink enough and have a good rest."
"Big Tree" took the card doubtfully and left. The young magician sighed tiredly, raised his head, and said loudly: "Next!"
Just like this one after another, after a while, we finally reached Wood.
As soon as Wood walked up to the magician, his eyes lit up.
His attire is not much different from that of ordinary refugees, but his long-term good nutrition has given him a healthy complexion and clear eyes that are completely different from ordinary refugees. The self-confidence he naturally exudes is also something ordinary refugees cannot have. . What's even more concerning is that he is carrying a simple wooden box in his right hand. There is an ax pattern painted on the wooden box. It is obvious at a glance that it is a useful tool.
Of course, the most important thing is that he is handsome.
Yes, very handsome!
It’s very handsome, so I have to say it three times because it’s very important.
"How can you become a refugee when you are so handsome? It's a pity that you don't become a bard..." The magician muttered in a low voice. He always thought that he was a handsome boy, but compared with the big refugee brother in front of him, he was really like The expression of Dirkang is better than that of Neo with a cold face. Apart from anything else, his appearance is completely crushed.
If looks were converted into scores, the young magician would probably score 70 points. However, Wood would be at least 90 points. If he dresses up carefully, he might be able to score more than 95 points. He is definitely an idol man. God's level.
After sighing, the magician went back to business and asked about Wood's situation.
"May I have your name?"
"Can I answer a few questions at the same time?"
"Of course you can, it just saves trouble."
"My name is Wood, and I come from Golden Crown City, the capital of the Southern Gold Coin Federation. I know carpentry skills, from felling trees to making all kinds of common wooden furniture. In addition, I also know some carving skills, and I have set up a stall to sell wood carvings. As for my specialties, As you can see, I sometimes rely on this face to make a living, which can probably be regarded as a specialty. As for my family, you can tell by my appearance, so don’t mention it. In the past, I worked with the man who opened the Temple of Knights (God of Knights). I had a good relationship with a knight, and I learned swordsmanship from him for a few days. Unfortunately, he died in the battle. The whole establishment of the Knights Church is almost over now... Not long ago, I heard that someone was going to hire me to do something specifically for ladies. For work, I came all the way north here..." Wood recounted the story he had compiled earlier in a leisurely manner, and finally said, "That's roughly it. Do you need to say anything else?"
The magician looked at the crystal on the table. The crystal gave off a faint blue light. This magical item can detect lies and will glow red whenever a lie is told. Otherwise, this is the Blu-ray.
"Okay, no problem, just stamp your fingerprints and get your ID card... I think you probably don't lack money for food. If you are interested, go to Haman and Reif for a free meal. If you want to eat well One thing, of course, is to go to the hotel." The magician rambled, letting Wood complete the formalities, received the card with his palm print and left, and then shouted after him.
"Next!"
Wood turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened. When he was far away, he smiled slightly, showing an expression of relief.
(The senior mage who claims to be able to deceive even the devils in hell is really capable. He is indeed a figure who is said to have found the path to legend! These words can really fool the lie detector!)
Although it has been tested before, simulation and actual combat are always completely different. Especially there was a giant dragon next to him that was not very big but was very powerful, which put him under tremendous psychological pressure.
Under such circumstances, he was able to say that paragraph without any mistakes and deceived the lie detector. Even he had to admire himself!
To reward himself, he decided to go to the pub for a drink.
This is also to shape his image. After all, as a craftsman with a small fortune and much better abilities and background than ordinary refugees, it would be too conspicuous if he went to eat free relief meals.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
With his handsome appearance and the joyful smile that came from his heart at this moment, several young women on the roadside were stunned and stared at him in a daze.
Of course, Wood was not going to mess around with them. He just asked an old man who was cleaning the streets with a big broom and went straight to the tavern.
But in his heart, his evaluation of this town was even higher.
The clothes the old man was wearing just now were a little shabby, and he could tell that he was quite poor. He was old and thin, and obviously had little ability to work. If in other places, such a poor old man could only wait to die alone, or become a burden to his children and grandchildren, looking sad all day long. But just now he clearly noticed that the expression on the old man's face was gentle and calm, and there was no sign of malnutrition on his body. It can be seen that there is a stable source of income to ensure life.
When he asked for directions, the old man showed a kind smile before he opened his mouth. For a moment, he had the illusion that the old man actually came from a wealthy family.
This town of Huishi, which was in decline and on the verge of destruction two years ago, has developed to the point where even a poor old man sweeping the floor on the road has such a temperament... His trip was indeed not in vain!
Look here, there is no garbage or feces on the smooth roadside, the residents on the street are neatly dressed, and no one has a look of hunger or distress on their face. Many of the buildings on the roadside have signs of repairs, but they are all very solid and there is not even a single dilapidated building to be found.
He also noticed that at least three to five miles away from this town, he could no longer feel the negative energy in the air. As I got closer, I saw green grass and red flowers. When he got near the town, he even saw farmland and vegetable fields.
In the ash forest where negative energy is said to be rampant and no plants can grow except for the unique polluted ebony and golden vines, it is simply incredible that there is such a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant and fertile land!
(What method was used to make a remote and desolate town develop like this in a short period of time? Even if it costs me my life, I will find out this secret and send it back to my country!)