Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Wood nervously tidied up his handsome mustache again.
He knew that this action was superfluous and would make himself more conspicuous, but he could not help but be nervous.
Why? Why would there be a Giant Dragon overseeing the recruitment of refugees to open up a new path? Why would a giant dragon come to work in a human town? Shouldn't they be killing and robbing everywhere? Could it be that I'm not awake yet, and I'm actually dreaming?
He wanted to pinch himself to see, but he resisted the urge.
It would be too weird to pinch himself for no reason. He had to keep a low profile!
Lowering his head and taking a few deep breaths, Wood finally suppressed all kinds of weird thoughts and impulses in his mind, and his face regained its calmness.
He deliberately avoided looking at the giant dragon covered in thick round scales, lying listlessly on the ground, half-awake. He only paid attention to the recruitment and registration of refugees in front of him.
"What's your name?"
"Big Tree, Master."
"Big Tree? Big Tree again? "
"Yes, Master."
"Oh my god! This is already the third Big Tree … Why can't you give me something different when you give me a name? "
"I'm sorry, Master."
"There's nothing to be sorry about. It's your parents who gave you your name, not you. Forget it, Big Tree it is. I'll give you a label, Big Tree No. 3 … It feels like a golem in school. Forget it, I suggest you change your name when you become successful. "
"Yes, Master."
"Don't always call me 'Master', 'Master' … Forget it, it's up to you. Everyone is like that, and I'm used to it. Big Tree, where are you from? "
"Blackstone Stronghold, Master."
"… Where is Blackstone Stronghold?"
"In the south, very far away, Master."
"… Where is the Commonwealth of Gold Coins?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about, Master."
"Is there any city nearby?"
"Grizzly Bear City, Master."
"Oh! I see. That's the territory of Earl Bell of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, and the local lord is a distant relative of Earl Bell. Okay, I've memorized it. Do you have any special skills? "
"I know how to farm and herd sheep, Master."
"… Although reason tells me that I shouldn't expect anything, I still have to ask — how do you usually farm?"
"Farming? If you sow the seeds in spring, you'll naturally be able to harvest them in autumn. "
"So that's the case! That meant that he didn't have professional skills. Do you have any special skills? "
"… What do you mean by 'specialty'? Master. "
"It means that you have something that makes you stronger than others. For example, you have more strength, run faster, and so on."
"Sorry, Master, I don't have any special skills."
"Looking at you, I guessed it too. People with special skills shouldn't be like you. Do you have any family? "
"I have a wife who died of illness last year. Her child also starved to death this winter. I'm the only one at home, Master. "
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked this … Alright, your information is done. Now, give me your fingerprint — Miss Xian, don't play dead here. Work, it's your turn to work!"
The Giant Dragon lazily opened its eyes. Its body glowed, and the piece of paper that the young Magician had used to record the information suddenly glowed with a gentle white light. The refugee named "Big Tree" followed the Magician's request and pressed both of his hands on the glowing film producer. After a few seconds, the light on the paper disappeared, but there was a faint pair of palm prints on it.
Satisfied, the Magician put the light gray piece of paper into the box next to him. He strung it on three prepared metal tubes and stacked it together with many other similar pieces of paper.
Then, he took out a silver-white card and pressed it on the paper. After a few seconds, a pair of palm prints appeared on the card.
The Magician handed the card to "Big Tree". "Here, this is your ID. Don't lose it. You'll need it to get subsidies and find a job. Now, go to the big house in the north of the town — yes, that one — and get a bowl of vegetable porridge from Harman and a steamed bun from Reif. Everyone gets a different number of steamed buns. Considering your size, he'll probably give you two. Don't eat too much, or it'll hurt your body … Although I know they'll tell you the same thing, important words always have to be repeated a few times. Alright, alright, go. Eat and drink to your heart's content and rest well. "
"Big Tree" took the card and walked away. The young Magician sighed tiredly. He looked up and said loudly, "Next!"
Just like that, one after another, after a while, it was finally Wood's turn.
As soon as Wood walked up to the Magician, the Magician's eyes lit up.
His attire was not much different from that of a refugee. However, long-term good nutrition had given him a healthy complexion and clear eyes, which were very different from a refugee's. He exuded a natural confidence that was impossible for a refugee to have. What caught people's attention was the simple wooden box in his right hand. There was a pattern of an axe drawn on the wooden box. It was obvious that it was a useful tool.
Of course, the most important thing was that he was very handsome.
Yes, very handsome!
Very handsome. Because it was very important, it had to be said three times.
"How did you become a refugee when you're so handsome? It's a pity that you're not a bard … "The Magician muttered in a low voice. He had always thought of himself as a handsome young man. However, compared to this big brother refugee in front of him, he was like Dilkom compared to Cold Face Neo. Apart from everything else, his looks were completely crushed.
If one were to convert his looks into points, the young magician would probably get 70 points. Wood, on the other hand, was at least above 90 points. If he were to dress up, he might even get more than 95 points. He was definitely at the level of an idol.
After sighing, the Magician asked about Wood's situation in a business-like manner.
"What's your name?"
"Can I answer a few questions at once?"
"Of course, it'll save you a lot of trouble."
"My name is Wood. I'm from Golden Crown City, the capital of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins in the south. I'm a carpenter. I can cut down trees and make all kinds of common wooden furniture. In addition, I know some carving skills. I've set up a stall to sell wood carvings. As for my strengths, as you can see, sometimes I rely on my face to make a living. That's probably a strength. As for my family, you can tell from my appearance. Let's not talk about it. In the past, I had a good relationship with a knight who founded the Temple of Knights (God of Knights). I even learned swordsmanship from him for a few days. Unfortunately, he died in battle. The whole Church of Knights is now almost finished … Not long ago, I heard that someone wanted to hire me to do some work for noblewomen. So, I came all the way north to here … "Wood told the story that he had long made up. At last, he said," That's about it. Do I need to say anything else? "
The Magician looked at the crystal on the table. The crystal was glowing with a faint blue light. This magic instrument could detect lies. As long as a lie was told, it would glow red. Otherwise, it would be this blue light.
"Well, no problem. Give me your fingerprint and get your ID card … I think you're not short of money for food. If you're interested, go to Harman and Reif's for a free meal. If you want to eat better, of course, go to a restaurant." The Magician rambled on. He let Wood finish the formalities and left with the card with his fingerprint. Then he shouted at the people behind him.
"Next!"
Wood turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened. When he was far away, he smiled and showed a relieved expression.
(The Senior Magician who claimed to be able to deceive even the devils in hell is really capable. It's no wonder that he has found the path to legendary! His words can really fool the Lie Detector Spell!)
Although he had tested it before, simulation and actual combat were completely different. Especially when there was a small but oppressive giant dragon next to him. It made him feel great psychological pressure.
Even in this situation, he was still able to say those words without making any mistakes and deceive the lie detector. Even he had to admire himself for that!
In order to reward himself, he decided to go to the tavern and have a drink.
This was also to build up his image. After all, as a craftsman with a small family background, his skills and background were far better than the average refugee, 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, coupled with the happy smile from the bottom of his heart at the moment, several young women on the side of the road were stunned and stunned.
Of course, Wood would not find trouble to provoke them. He asked an old man who was cleaning the street with a big broom for directions, and then went straight to the tavern.
In his heart, his evaluation of this town rose by a notch.
The clothes worn by the old man just now were a little shabby, and he could see that he was very poor. He was old and thin, and it was obvious that he had no ability to work. In other places, such an old poor man could only wait for death alone, or become a burden to his children and grandchildren, frowning 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 in his body. It could be seen that he had a stable source of income, which could guarantee his life.
When he asked the way, the old man showed a kind smile before he opened his mouth. For a moment, it gave him the illusion that the old man was actually from a rich family.
This Pyroxene Town, which was on the verge of destruction two years ago, had developed to such an extent that even a poor old man sweeping the floor on the road had such a temperament … His trip was indeed not in vain!
Look here, there was no garbage or feces on the flat road, the residents on the street were neat and tidy, and no one had even a look of hunger on their faces. Many of the buildings on the side of the road had traces of repair, but they were all very strong, and there was not even a single dilapidated house to be found.
He also noticed that at least three or five miles away from the town, he could no longer feel the faint negative energy in the air. When he got closer, he saw green grass and red flowers. When he walked near the town, he even saw farmland and vegetable fields.
In the Ashes Forest, where negative energy was rampant, no plants could grow except for the unique polluted ebony and golden vines. It was incredible that there was such a paradise with fertile land and birds singing!
(What method was used to make a remote and desolate town develop to this extent in such a short period of time? Even if I have to pay with my life, I will find out the secret and send it back to my country!
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