Vol 2 Chapter 844: Placement problem

Chapter 844 Placement Issues
The soft worm that I saw before was still in the nest.
This soft worm is not a deformed soft worm, white and fat, and looks very fluffy. However, when Anger squeezed it a little, he found that it had only one layer of skin left, and all the liquid inside was sucked away by the weaving dream ants.
Although it has died, at least from this soft worm, it can be roughly inferred that other eggs may be able to break through as long as they are nourished by more blood.
When Angel took out the worm's nest, he decided to record the changes in the soft eggs in Axor's blood.
He took a small cup of Axor blood, poured it into the eggs, and placed the nest on the desk, ready to observe the record at any time.
However, in order to prevent the eggs from breaking out when he was unaware of it, Angel set a fantasy in the vicinity of the nest, ensuring that nothing is lost.
At the end of the worm's nest, Anger suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.
The window was dark and could only be seen through the fire of the distant oil lamp.
Anger went to the window, opened the window, and the bleak night wind swept into the house. His brow wrinkled in the cold wind, and there was nothing in his imagination outside.
He felt that there was a gaze on the outside of the window. It was a sudden sense of sensation, so he suddenly looked out the window.
Although he didn't see anything, Angel had never felt that there was anything to do.
"It’s not difficult to look at me without being discovered by the skill of that person." Angel is secretly concealed in his heart, and only one person in the entire Pat Manor has this ability.
He didn't know what Eureka had peeped at him, but it made him feel uncomfortable.
Even if he has no invisible things, he is not willing to be peeped.
Angel closed the window, closed the night wind outside the window, and then sat back to the table. At the same time, a secluded dilemma slowly rose from his body and eventually covered the entire study...
At this time, Eureka was sitting on the balcony on the third floor of the Hanging House. Some orchids were planted on the original balcony. At this time, Yurik was replaced by a bright red rose.
She was looking at the night sky, but when Angel closed the window, she slowly closed her eyes.
"The perception is keen, and there is almost half the level of the wizard." Yurica suddenly laughed and looked at the starry sky in the sky, whispering: "Little red hair, a mortal who went out for only three years, now strength Actually close to the half-step wizard, with gravity and space props... Don't you feel strange?"
Eureka seems to be talking to herself, but after her voice fell, after a long while, a huge rose suddenly bloomed on the balcony... In the middle of the rose, a red-haired doll sits, at this time Suddenly opened your eyes:
"Kill him, torture the soul. Or grab him and ask with mystery." The cold voice, spoken from the doll's mouth.
Eureka shook his head: "He is a disciple of the Magic Master, and, most importantly... he comes from the Barbarian Cave."
The red-haired doll is silent, after a long while: "If you don't want to do it, wait for me to come back, let me do it."
"He is the younger brother of your apprentice. Are you patient and uncomfortable?"
"If you want to stand in the wizarding world, you must learn to give up your emotions." The red-haired doll snarls.
Eureka sighed: "Every wizard has a different path. Defining the path of others with his own path is depriving him of his plasticity. And, don't forget, you also have a sister."
The red-haired doll is silent and will not speak for a long time.
Yurik stretched out and turned his eyes back to Angel's castle: "He is now wrapped in a strange illusion, and I am unable to break through my current spiritual power... The Magic Master Disciples, the level of illusion is really good."
Eureka said, waved, the rose buds slowly joined, and the red-haired puppet closed his eyes.
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At this time, Anger was in a dilemma, sitting in front of a luxurious round table, taking out the holographic tablet and carefully reading the books he had previously recorded from the realm or the Sanders Library.
His time is only two years at a time, and he must find a way to survive before the end of Jon's life.
This reading is half a month.
If Lyon is suddenly visiting, Angel may continue to immerse himself.
"You see your face pale, almost bloodless. It is not good to always stay in the study. After a few days I will take you out to hunt?" Lyon wore a knight armor, and the whole person looked extremely spirited. Geer formed a strong contrast.
Half a month of sleeplessness, so that Angel also felt a little tired, but in the face of Lyon's invitation, he still shook his head: "The time is running out, I need to clarify the idea."
Lyon looked at the pile of draft paper on the table and sighed softly: "Have you ever thought about it if you can't find a way to save Jon?"
"If I still have no income in half a year, I will seek the help of other wizards."
This is what Angel has thought of early in the morning.
Anyway, Jon’s existence has already been exposed.
He couldn't save it, and his tutor might have a way. Even if he couldn't contact the mentor, Grecia could do it, and he wouldn't help again... He is also willing to ask.
What Angel's heart wants most is to study it himself, or to contact the Sanders instructor. With his understanding of the mentor, Sanders should stand on his side even if he is looking at the world.
Others are just the remaining helpless options.
"Actually, there will always be a day when people will die..." Lyon wanted to open his mouth, but if he hadn't said anything, he would change it.
"I won't. If my brother is also on the road to pursuing the truth, you will not die." After Anger finished, without waiting for Lyon to respond, he opened the topic directly: "Brother came to find me, except for me to hunt. Should there be other things?"
Lyon wanted to continue to talk about Jon’s topic, but in the end he still followed Angel’s intention:
In the past two months, thirty-three refugees have been arrested in Gru town, including fifteen thieves. People, I intend to execute the sentence according to the sentence tomorrow, and the most thorny three will be executed. Others will whipping and repatriating to the refugee camp... Tonight, I want to invite you to go."
Anger shook his head and refused: "I won't go, but I want to know how to resettle the refugees after a great fight."
Lyon has been silent for a long time: "Others are also innocent victims of war. If they are leaving, I will issue certain dry food to leave. If you are willing to return, you can give the status of renting farmers and allow them to build houses in Gru. Rooted in the ground."
Angel did not evaluate Lyon’s statement, but continued to ask:
What is the return of Watford’s side, and insist on diverting the refugees to Gru?

Lyon nodded and looked worried: "Yes, Jordan brought back the news that Watford is now overcrowded, too many refugees have come in, there is no way to divert."
Anger thought for a moment: "There are more and more people in Nagru Town. Do you have a way to deal with these refugees?"
"The place in Gru Town is still quite large, and the resettlement is no problem. The problem of rations is very troublesome. Moreover, the more refugees there are, the more thorns will be." Lyon couldn't stop shaking his head as soon as he thought of this.
Anger: "The problem of rations, if you really can't find a way, you can go to the moon-flowering elves. It is a flower demon, and it is an instinctive talent to give birth to ordinary plants. However, solving the problem of rations is likely to breed human greed.

Lyon thought, if the problem of rations can really solve the problem, then it is a blessing. However, as Angel said, man is a complex animal, and between the thoughts, it can be changed from good to evil, from pure to greedy.
Even if the ration is given without compensation, the possibility of malicious greed is not without it.
"How do I choose?"
Angel sprugged and smiled and said: "In fact, you can choose to avoid the world. I can help you set up a fantasy outside the town of Gru. When the mortal stops, the trouble is gone."
"What else?"
"Give them constraints." Angelton paused. He knew that Lyon understood what he meant, and he knew what Lyon wanted to say, so he added: "Don't be too kind, the end of the war."
Seeing that Lyon was still distressed, Angel sighed and put down the pen in his hand: "No matter what choice you make, I will support you."
Lyon sighed: "Well, I will think about it."
Lyon left, and Angel remembered what Jon had said before: "The iron-clad battalion of the soldiers." Today's refugees are the unintentional waters, and the town of Gru will always stay in place, and the refugees will eventually pass without restrictions. Too good, but lost myself.
On the other hand, after a moment of contemplation, Lyon came to the home of the George Sheriff.
"I thought about it. It is not appropriate to give refugees the status of renting farmers. It is better to amend it..."
"Slavery?!" George suddenly exclaimed.

It’s not a complete slave. If you get a lot of money in Gru, you have to pay five times for it. When the feedback is over, you can apply for citizenship again.

George hesitated for a moment: "In fact, I feel that even if they are given the status of renting farmers, they are not necessarily willing to stay."
"Why?"
"I got the news this morning, General Monn died in the North Oil Coast."
The North Oil Coast is on the edge of the province of Yamei. The reason why so many refugees choose to go to the province of Yamei is because the backbone of the empire, the army of the Munn family, has been shackled here. If even the generals of Mengen have lost and even squatted here, then these refugees Naturally, they are not willing to stay in the province of Yamei.
George looked worried: "Actually, I was prepared to report to the Viscount, but I have never seen the maid's maid out today... Adults, do we want to tell the town to the people and choose to retreat?"
Lyon shook his head: "No, follow my instructions and continue."
"Then if the province of Yamei is also falling, we are in the town of Gru..."
"Gru Town will not have anything to do, I promise you." Lyon is a sloppy road.
George stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the moonlight rain that Angel made half a month ago, and the sacred handwriting, suddenly understood.
(End of this chapter)