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Chapter 180 Taking off the coat of the sheep

In front of the big granary, a group of orcs in ragged clothes lined up to receive food in front of the granary. When the soldiers asked about their names, jobs, and addresses, some soldiers would write on paper and distribute a bag of rice after registration.

A bag of rice weighs about ten catties, and the orcs live frugally, which is enough to last a month, and the sticky rice cooked once a month will be ripe.

The yield of sticky rice is much lower than that of rice, but planting more can make up for the disadvantage.

The seeds of glutinous rice are not rare. Every household will keep some of the seeds of glutinous rice and store them in a dry place. Theoretically, they can be stored for two years.

The nobles came to the granary under such a background and watched Allen's army preside over the grain distribution operation, and were very puzzled by this.

"Master Allen, why do you want to share the food equally among the untouchables?"

The nobles were puzzled and didn't understand why Allen paid the food.

This is inconsistent with the ideas of the nobles. Those untouchables don't need to worry about it, and the poor have their own ways to survive the famine.

"Because I want to distribute food to civilians, there is no other reason." Allen was too lazy to answer the reason behind it, and there was no need to answer it.

The noble lions choked, some showed very dissatisfied expressions, and some lions suddenly tightened their tails, remembering that the head of Murphy was shot by a terrifying musket weapon.

The weapons in Tomorrow Town are very weird. They are said to be long-range weapons, but the "arrows" cannot be seen.

Every time a gun is fired, there is a loud sound, a flash of fire, and a faint white smoke.

The enemy always fell to the ground suddenly, with a blood hole in his chest, and sometimes his bones were pierced through, so there was no possibility of resuscitation. It can be said that one shot would kill him.

Under the deterrence of terror and force, the nobles dared not scold.

"Lord Alan, what are you doing to summon everyone?" The nobles chose to bypass the topic of civilians and return to business.

Allen ordered people to carry out the body of Murphy City Lord. The black lion fur was full of blood, and the helmet was removed by the orcs, revealing his head.

There was a blood hole on Murphy's forehead. It was a cavity-shaped wound caused by a [-]mm bullet. The blood hole on the surface was already a trumpet-shaped cavity inside, and his brain was so dead that it couldn't die anymore.

When the nobles saw the body of the city lord, an inexplicable chill rushed straight to Tianling Gai, feeling scared.

"As you can see, the city lord Murphy is dead. Now I need a city lord to manage the saltpeter town for me. All the saltpeter output will be handed over to tomorrow's town."

"If you need saltpeter, you can buy it with money, but you have to go to Tomorrow Town to buy it in a limited amount. Every time you buy saltpeter, you need to register. As for the limit, I will slowly formulate it later."

After Allen finished speaking, the aristocratic lion man with saltpeter minerals in his home widened his eyes and clenched his fists unconsciously.

The lion-man Kaili clenched his fists unconsciously and took a deep breath. As expected, he began to squeeze the local forces as soon as he took over.

Moreover, it will monopolize all minerals as soon as it opens its mouth, and there is no way for people to survive at all.

Allen naturally has a plan for attacking the city, and not plundering the city means that Allen has other ideas in his mind. He doesn't care much about the people and windfalls in the city, but cares about other things.

"Other nobles, don't relax. Except for saltpeter minerals, any mineral output must be sent to Tomorrow Town."

Seeing the relieved expressions of the rest of the nobles, Allen immediately made up the knife, making the relaxed nobles' faces return to heavy.

"Lord Alan, it's not good for you to be like this. We are all nobles, so we should stay on the front line and see each other in the future." The largest local iron ore businessman was very upset and raised an objection.

"If you have any objections, you have to hold back. You have no right to object. Give a verbal warning once. If there is another time, just throw it into the mine for labor reform." My heart trembled, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

All the cat clan orcs also fired their flintlock guns, and the three-edged bayonet refracted the sun's rays, causing the iron ore merchant to be caught in the eyes, and his body shivered as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"But Mr. Allen, if I hand over the iron ore, my whole body of agricultural and sideline business will be gone." The noble lion shook his body with a sad expression, still holding on to the last hope.

"You don't understand a truth. After my army entered Saltpeter Town, all the resources in the territory belonged to Tomorrow Town. You have no ownership, only the right to operate for Tomorrow Town, and this power must be re-given by the Tomorrow Town administrative agency. You guys." Allen was ruthless.

Now that the siege has begun, he can no longer pretend to be a sheep. It's time to tear off the sheepskin and reveal the wolf's ambition.

Allen's early development policy is to immerse himself in development, lay a solid foundation, spend money if he can gather resources, and try not to start a war.

If you want to win the ultimate competition, it is impossible to win with moderate development. Allen's mid-to-late stage is naturally predatory, and it is impossible to reason with the enemy.

The so-called reason, within the range is his reason.

With the current equipment and soldier base, the military expansion plan can be initially launched.

Gentle on the inside, domineering on the outside, saving the world under the banner of liberating slaves, the essence is to plunder resources and serve Tomorrow Town in all aspects.

How many people are needed to build a mature modern industrial city? No matter what, it needs to have a population of more than 100 million, or even several million or tens of millions of people.

Take SH City as an example, with a total area of ​​6340 square kilometers and a population of 2017 million in 2418.

How long will it take to satisfy the industrial population by simply having children?
It takes ten months to give birth to a child, and 18 years to raise it to adulthood.

Even if there are a few more children, it will take several generations of cultivation. When will the aborigines of Tomorrow Town meet their development needs?
It's been too long, Alan can't afford to wait.

After millions of players logged in, he couldn't wait even more.

Thinking of these things, Alan waved his hand again, and Ivan ran to Alan's side in small steps, listening to his orders.

"Tell the local residents who receive food that if they join Tomorrow Town, they can get an extra bag. Orcs with children at home, if they bring their whole family to join Tomorrow Town, they can get another bag of food."

"Any orc who joins Tomorrow Town will be assigned work, food, and housing."

"The mines in Saltpeter Town are relatively large and have great mining value. At least half of the aborigines will be left to continue mining. The working system follows the freeman system. They work five days off and two days off. They have meals and overtime pay. The overall working conditions are on par with Tomorrow Town. , and should not be treated differently."

"Yes, I understand!" Ivan gave a military salute, his movements neat and serious.

He didn't hide it, and ordered in front of the faces of the nobles, obviously not paying attention to the little nobles.

The little nobles took a deep breath, this is completely the style of a dictator, the saltpeter town exists in name only.

If the population is robbed, it will be robbed, and the nobles don't care too much, anyway, there can't be so many orcs in Tomorrow Town.

But this is just the wishful thinking of the nobles. The urban planning map in Allen's office is very detailed and is constantly being updated.

He has already carefully planned every inch of land within the tomorrow's town wall. There is no place to live to build. The infrastructure madman is not afraid of a large population, but that there is not enough labor to carry out infrastructure construction.

　I'm busy today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)