Many people have even begun to cry silently, even if it’s not their turn, but the excitement that the dream is about to come true makes them difficult to themselves, the land, this is the land, the goddess is above, what a sacred and great title.
And they are about to own a piece.
Most of the crowd are civilians who have been helping the nobles to cultivate without land, and their emotions are the most excited and strong.
Reed was also under everyone's attention, with smiles on his faces encouraging everyone who came up to draw the lottery.
He actually didn't know what to say to these people he hadn't seen before, so he could only learn to pat this shoulder on TV and hold that hand.
said a few words of encouragement, "Thank you for your continuous contribution to the city of Dawn. The Holy Light and I will never forget you."
"Thanks for your hard work, I feel lucky to have people like you. I work hard and continue to contribute to the city of dawn"
"I'm very tired recently, it's okay, the hard work will pass, I trust you, work hard"
"The young man is very nice and energetic. The City of Dawn needs talents like you..."
The civilians he encouraged were all touched and grateful, and even a few young people wept in tears.
I just feel that this great city lord is really too respectable, and some people even feel willing to give their lives for them.
The lofty aristocratic master, the distinguished city lord, the powerful patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Clan, can comfort and encourage them in this way, wouldn't it be something that can make them remember their lives?
Soon, in the enviable eyes of a group of people below, the first batch of 60 people was drawn.
Then it was the turn of these civilians who had been waiting in line for a long time without points. In order to speed up, Reed let three people come up at the same time every time.
He doesn't have that much to say to these people, at most it is a sentence or two, work hard, your future is in the city of dawn, work hard, etc. These kinds of vulgar words.
But this is the case. The goodwill of these ordinary civilians towards Reed is also rising stubbornly.
Even the third batch of civilians' fear of the blood race has dropped to a freezing point. It only takes another ten and a half days for these people to become loyal supporters of the blood race.
Anthony and Jike also got their own land. Because they were behind in the row, they only got the second piece of land, but they were more excited than the other.
Although Anthony was a businessman before, he did not hinder his love of the land in the slightest.
In fact, because of the invasion of the orcs, his father sold the land when he was young, and he became a wandering merchant with no fixed place.
now owns a piece of his own land, which means that he has his roots again, and he will never have to live that kind of wandering life again.
But Jike, an old man in his sixties, is different. He has helped the nobles to farm his entire life, and he has never owned his own land. For him, now that he can get a piece of land is the realization of his lifelong dream.
The two looked at each other and said a word in unison.
"Praise the Holy Light Blood Race"
The distribution of land continued until noon. The city of Dawn had more than 2,200 residents, and the adult population was just over 2,000.
Each person has ten mu of land, and the allocated land is a full 20,000 mu.
Of course, this is completely trivial to Reed. The land behind the southern district is enough for 40,000 people to cultivate, and now it has not even reached one-tenth of the development.
The lack of population will restrict the development of the city of dawn for a long time.
has already prepared for this Reed.
You have to take a bite of rice, and you have to do things step by step.
The crowd did not rush to leave after the draw, but looked at Reed with respectful eyes when they were busy in the sun for several days.
looked at the crowd Reed who hadn't left yet, and then laughed.
"After you have extracted the land number, you can go to the city hall office to fill in, and your land information will be archived by the city hall.
Then the city hall will issue a land deed to you. After obtaining the land deed, the right to use the land will belong to you permanently.
As long as you do not violate the laws of the City of Dawn, the land you allocate will be used forever for you, and it can also be passed on to future generations. There is no need to worry."
After the construction case is filed, each piece of land number has been filed in the city hall. Now you only need to take the number obtained by special processing and lottery to the city hall to declare, and the land can officially belong to them... of course Just the right to use.
Reed does not want to engage in private ownership of land, nor will it allow land sales. Once the land merger is serious, it will damage the foundation of the city of dawn.
Now his thinking is like this. If the future form changes, then it will be changed at that time. Anyway, he is the master of the City of Dawn, and no one has the right to resist his orders.
Dictatorship is cool.
Unexpectedly, the crowd below did not leave after hearing his words, but continued to look at him with indescribable complex eyes.
Reed looked at those moving eyes, and his heart moved slightly.
"My people, you have lived in turmoil and war. I know your pain and despair.
So in the City of Dawn, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you will get everything you ever imagined"
"The distribution of land is just the beginning. In the future, you will get more. This is the city of dawn, which is made by the Holy Light Blood Race for you.
I believe that under the protection of the Holy Light Blood Race, the City of Dawn will become a great existence.
I believe that one day, with our joint efforts, there will be no more oppression in the city of dawn, no more wars, no more poverty and hunger.
The future is bright and hopeful, and I will lead you to happiness and honor! !
My Kachar promises you that under my rule, you will get everything! "
The high-pitched voice completely pushed the already excited crowd to a climax.
I don’t know who started, a loud shout resounded across the sky
"Long live the Lord of Kachar!!"
"Long live the Lord of Kachar!!"
"Kachar..."
The cry of exhaustion seemed to release all the excitement inside.
Everyone has entered a state of enthusiasm, and Reed standing on a high platform has gained respect and admiration from everyone at this moment.
This is their patron saint, who rescued them in times of crisis and brought them to a city safer than the kingdom of God.
Give them free shelter and food, allocate land to them, and build learning and magic towers for their offspring to learn in the future.
Praise Lord Kachar, Praise the Holy Blood! !
