Log in to the farming game in advance

Chapter 173
"Cuckoo!"

Just after giving instructions about the hybrid rice, a plump white pigeon landed on Alan's shoulder.

It tried to keep its chest up and raised its head, and lifted its big belly by the way, so as not to sit on Alan's shoulders.

"This pigeon is so fat, is it the one from a month ago?" Windsor was speechless. This fat pigeon appeared several times, all with a very fat body. I don't know how it ate, but it got so fat.

"It seems to be." Alan has a good memory, and quickly recognized the fat pigeon from his memory.

The pigeon was raising its legs slightly. It didn't know what Alan and Windsor were talking about. It just felt that their eyes were wrong, and there was a sense of instant sight to catch it and burn it. It was suddenly startled.

"Coo coo coo!" The fat pigeon cooed loudly, flapping its wings in a panic, trying to escape from the scene.

"Don't move, you fat pigeon!" Windsor quickly grabbed the pigeon's leg, no matter what the pigeon was up to, first tore off the letter and then let it toss.

Windsor tore off the letter paper. It was so hard and sensual. The last time she saw it, she wanted to pinch it. Now pinch it. Not to mention, the legs of this little pigeon are quite thick, and it feels soft and sensual when pinched. There are not many muscles. , It is estimated that it is all fatty meat, so it must be a lot of oil to cook.

When the pigeon was touched by Windsor on her thigh, she couldn't help getting goosebumps all over her body, and felt even more guilty.

"Cuckoo!"

The pigeon tried its best to flap its wings. Anyway, the letter had been passed to someone else. It didn't even want the food reward that Allen just took out, and flew away slowly with a huge weight.

"What's wrong with this pigeon, do you know that I want to burn her?" Windsor glanced at the pigeon, and then read the letter for Alan.

"It seems to be." Allen looked strange, and he who knew the language of the beast naturally understood the meaning of the pigeon.

"What did the pigeon say?" Windsor was also curious. She just pinched the pigeon's thigh casually without any malice. What is the pigeon afraid of?
"Calling for help or something, I'm afraid you'll take a fancy to her flesh."

After Alan finished speaking, Windsor chuckled, the pigeon is really spiritual, maybe it has mind reading skills... She was thinking, handed the letter to Alan, and said casually: "The pigeon breeder in Nitpeter Town noticed the sky Pigeons, the city lord of Saltpeter Town has started mobilizing troops."

There are as many as three or four hundred pigeons coming and going in Tomorrow Town every day. Allen is a busy person, so it is naturally impossible to read every letter. These letters are read by Windsor or the orcs from the Ministry of Intelligence.

Valuable letters will be passed on to Allen, and those of little value will be passed on to the deputy mayor for processing.

"Well, it's not a problem if there are too many carrier pigeons. Next time, the boys from the intelligence department must pay attention to the occasion of sending carrier pigeons. They can't always spread them in the city. It's too ostentatious." Seeing the report in the letter, Allen felt that the breeder in Nitpeter Town The pigeon man is a talent, and he was able to find that the directions of more than a dozen carrier pigeons crossed to tomorrow's town.

This observation is very keen, and it is best to keep it in your pocket and manage the daily feeding and maintenance of pigeons for Alan.

When Alan thought of the pigeon breeder, he thought of his own pigeons, and asked casually, "How many pigeons have you got recently? Has it exceeded [-]?"

This matter was left to the intelligence department of the administrative building. He didn't ask much, but felt that there were more and more pigeons.

Windsor's pink and blue cat ears moved slightly, backing like an endorsement: "According to incomplete statistics, one or two new pigeons are added every day, sometimes a dozen or so pigeons are added."

"The number of pigeons registered in Tomorrow Town is as long as 930. There are 830 postal pigeons in Tomorrow Town, 300 resident pigeons, and more than [-] pigeons in the daily flow."

Come on, Pigeon Town lives up to its name.

At the beginning, Effiena's two cat-eared lolis named Pigeon Town, but the prophecy came true, and the team of pigeons became bigger and bigger.

"With so many pigeons, can the intelligence department manage them? Why don't you go and have a look." Allen was a little worried.

"Shouldn't you inform the military department first, our Musketeer fleet will go south in a day, Master Allen, don't you want to make some changes?"

"Just let the people in the military department breathe. In the fifth case of the combat case, it is not surprising that the enemy is in full swing." Allen shook his head.

Going to battle is a big deal. Before going to battle, Allen used the sand table to tell the orcs in the military department several sets of combat cases. The combat terrain simulation targets are Nitpeter Town and the outskirts of Nitpeter Town.

This time Allen went out to help the victims of the small famine, which can replenish a wave of population, but it will put some pressure on his own food, but he is worthy of it. He supports the war with war, and he is sincere.

After the autumn harvest of late rice, Tomorrow Town has enough food reserves, enough to feed the orcs for half a year.

Leaving this aside for now, Allen took Windsor to the building next to the administration building.

The building is two stories high, and there are ten rooms in it, all of which are orcs from the Ministry of Intelligence.

There is actually a reason why a separate building is designated.

Tomorrow Town's intelligence network extends to Wangcheng, and the wide-ranging intelligence network sends information to Tomorrow Town day and night, so Tomorrow Town needs a large number of people to receive and process news. With more people, the office area will naturally expand.

Allen entered the intelligence department to inspect the work of the orcs.

Their job is to sit and wait for the pigeons to fly into the window. When the pigeons come, they tear off the letter paper, and then distribute more than ten grains of grain to the pigeons, and there are cups filled with clean water beside them.

The office staff then passed on the cipher texts left by the Assassins to their superiors.

Their superiors are the two deputy ministers of the intelligence department. They will analyze each item into the common language of the Lionheart Kingdom, approve the importance of the content, and then fold the letter papers into a pile and order them to be delivered to Allen or Windsor by hand.

"How is it? Is there anything that needs improvement?" Windsor also accompanied Allen to look around, and didn't think the intelligence department needed improvement.

"The information security work is done well. The office staff does not participate in the translation process. They don't need to learn the code, but the step of the deputy minister translating the code into the common language of the Lionheart Kingdom is unnecessary. Anyway, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Intelligence can understand cryptography. And you and I know the code." Allen pointed out the most time-consuming part of the Ministry of Intelligence.

The Deputy Minister of Intelligence was also present, and he felt that he agreed, so he quickly agreed: "Yes, I will change it in the future."

After Allen received the reply, he still hadn't left.

This intelligence network is getting bigger and bigger, and it has to emulate the modern postal and letter work system.

"It is necessary to classify intelligence by region and type. In terms of types, there are military, public opinion, economic, natural, and other miscellaneous categories. You can't send them all at once." Allen began to conceive and slowly explained The importance of classification.

"But now it seems that there is no need for division of labor..." Windsor was speechless, and she could manage the documents that she processed every day, because a lot of information was only to inform that there was such a thing, and there was no need for administrative agencies to operate for it.

"No, in the future, the intelligence network will spread to the western part of the Lion Heart Country, the whole territory of the Bull Head Country, and the whole territory of the Tiger Country. The workload will be different. At that time, the country categories will have to be divided." Allen thinks very long-term, and has already thought Dove forces spread to foreign prospects.

Windsor suddenly became a little confused... The intelligence network was spreading to foreign countries, and pigeons were flying all over the sky. It was so spectacular.

The deputy director of the intelligence department thought of the other side. If his pigeons flew to foreign countries, there would be a lot of pigeons in the future, so he might as well change the name to the pigeon department.

(End of this chapter)