V4.Chapter 25

Night falls.

The city hall only allocated them a small amount of lamp oil, and many people were reluctant to light oil lamps. In the dark night, women were washing clothes with slurry. After the elder sister finished breastfeeding her nephew, she coaxed him to sleep. The little guy was very clever, and it seemed that he rarely saw him cry. George came back with a bucket of water from the well outside, and when he saw his sister motioning for him to take off his clothes and wash it, he simply found a corner and washed it casually. The daily utensils are public, and it is a bit troublesome for four or five people to use. George still has some money in his hand, and plans to buy some daily necessities in two days.

There was a commotion in the courtyard next door.

George glanced at his sister who had just put his nephew to sleep, and after moving his muscles, he planned to quietly go over to take a look.

Modo City implements a curfew, but it’s just not allowed to go to the streets at night. It’s okay to walk back and forth in the alleys of the accommodation area. When they came, someone made it clear to them.

The voices of prayers and praises can be heard in the ears, that are the devout followers of the church.

Although the first day of arriving in Modo City was very busy, for many civilians who have just fled the war, this busy and peaceful life is worthy of gratitude.

They never expect something for nothing, just hope that they can live a good life with their hands.

"congratulations!"

"Old Pete! Congratulations on your new home!"

"Come, have a drink."

"I wish you an early success!"

There were many people's voices in George's ears. The yard next door was very lively. Occasionally, patrolling guards passed by, and they just glanced and left.

There were quite a few people in the yard, some of whom George even knew.

Standing in the crowd was Old Pete, a blacksmith in his forties. George had met him in Fallen Leaf City, and he had repaired equipment for himself.

What's going on here?

George saw a table in the yard with wine, meat and some daily necessities on it. Old Pete was thanking the people around him who were congratulating him. After seeing George's figure, he immediately pulled him over, insisting on buying him a drink, and boasting of his strength to the people next to him, saying that he had seen him kill a ferocious Warg with his own eyes. George was not polite either, took the glass and took a sip, and then understood what happened.

Old Pete is a blacksmith, and his craftsmanship should be quite good.

He has been playing iron for decades, and he has been learning blacksmithing since he was a child. His ancestors were all blacksmiths. On the first day he came to Modo City, he was reused by the Ordnance Department. On the first day, I was assigned a house and received a resettlement fee. Today is to say goodbye to others, and tomorrow he will move his family to an independent courtyard outside Santiao Street. In the future, he will be a blacksmith in the Ordnance Department, and his status is probably much higher than these people. It is estimated that he will be able to exchange his contribution for a piece of land in two years.

blacksmith.

There was a hint of envy on George's face, and it seemed that people with good craftsmanship would not suffer anywhere.

From their mouths, George learned that there seemed to be a lot of people like old Pete. Those with a good craftsmanship could be placed in another place, and some were assigned to the Ordnance Department. Some were assigned to brick burning factories, and others who were literate and learned were placed elsewhere. Those who were selected because of their craftsmanship were immediately superior to others, and the next day they settled down in a new courtyard, and they received much higher remuneration than others. This made George feel envious too. Because he also wants his sister and nephew to be better off.

It didn't take long for the people to disperse.

After a hard day's work, many people fell asleep on their beds.

George also quickly went back to rest. His sister was reluctant to light the oil lamp and was using needles and threads to sew his clothes in the small courtyard. From time to time, say a few words to the woman who lives in the next room.

The night gradually darkened.

The weather in May was not bad, and George slept directly in the small courtyard, the biggest difference from the past. He slept very peacefully tonight.

For the terrible war for him is over.

The night passed quickly.

Just got up the next day, George hurried to work. He just came here with nothing. Although the city hall distributed some relief materials, it didn't last long. No one thinks that the city hall is less, on the contrary, many people are very grateful. For George, as long as he has a job, he can support himself and his family. There are many people who think like him.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In just three days, the small courtyard where George lives has undergone a lot of changes. All the pots and pans are complete. He bought some fabrics to fill in a new dress for his nephew. Now the thing he most wants to do is to have a small courtyard of his own. The room where the refugees are resettled is too congested, and there is no private space at all. My sister has to hide in the room if she wants to take a shower. It is obviously difficult to change a house just by working as a coolie. George still intends to find a way to join the army. In terms of personal strength, he thinks that he is not much worse than those guards.

People are very adaptable.

In just a few days, many people have adapted to the life in Modo City, and they live and breathe. Their lives are very regular and orderly. Full and often able to eat meat. At first, people exchanged work points for food, but gradually many people began to save like the aborigines in this city, hoping that one day they would be able to save enough to exchange for a house or a little land.

I heard that it is much cheaper to change the wasteland outside, and many people plan to reclaim the wasteland by themselves.

George was born as a civilian, so farming is no problem. As an advanced warrior, he is strong enough. If possible, he hopes to have some land next year.

Although he has nothing now, he is full of confidence in the future!

………………

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

George seems to be getting more and more accustomed to the busy and fulfilling life in Modo City, which is constantly expanding and seeing new changes every day.

The road to the east has been built for several hundred meters, some flowers and plants have been planted near the square, how many acres of land have been reclaimed in the south, where the ditches have been dug, and the wood in the southwest has almost been cut down, and now they have to travel more to transport the wood. road. It's all trivial things anyway, but everyone here seems to be busy, even the officials and the foreman break their legs every day. The laws here are strict, and officials are punished even if they fail to do their jobs. Occasionally he was able to see some slaves, whose living conditions were much worse than theirs, compared to many people who were very satisfied and grateful.

I heard that another slave was granted the status of a freedman yesterday. It was quite strange to hear such a thing.

Because in the outside world, slaves are always slaves.

Every now and then.

George could see the pterosaurs soaring over the city of Modo. It flew towards the sea every day and then flew back before dark.

Maybe it's a habit, and people are no longer afraid.

I have never heard of the flying dragon attacking people. After the initial fear, many people felt joyful after seeing it, thinking it was a symbol of luck. However, no one else was allowed to approach it. George heard from the guards that it was the pet of the 'little princess' of Modo City. No one has ever seen this little princess, but I heard that she is a very powerful spellcaster. Occasionally, a mysterious witch can be seen in Modo City. She is the hostess of Modo City. Each time she appears is very short, and she just assigns new expansion tasks to officials of the City Hall.

Since the establishment of Modo City, the pace of expansion has not stopped.

George was fortunate enough to have seen the mysterious witch, a beautiful and noble witch Lord, who rarely appeared in front of ordinary people.

The heart of George's life revolves around his sister and his one-year-old nephew.

As the only man in the family, he has the responsibility and obligation to make the only sister live a better life in a strange environment. As an advanced warrior, his strength far surpassing that of ordinary people finally caught the attention of others, and he was given a chance to enter the city guard. George decided to take advantage of this opportunity, so he would sharpen his martial arts every day after work. There are many guys in Modo City who seem to be very strong, but George also has his own advantages, that is, he is only 20 years old this year, and he has a lot of room for growth in the future.

at dusk.

George returned to the residence with a linen, and it was time for his sister to fill in a new dress. This one on him was torn due to work, so it is better to make another change of clothes.

The bustling port can be seen from the heights of Modo City.

There and Modo City seem to be two different worlds. Some people yearn for the prosperity and abundance of the port, but George prefers the peaceful life of Modo City full of order.

the next day.

Another new half-elf was sent here. George met them in the morning. From their eyes, George saw a trace of anxiety, which made him smile freely. Maybe when he first came here, he and his sister were too. Like these people in front of you, right?

However, they are expected to adapt to life here soon.

Because they are all civilians.

They are born to rely on hard work to support themselves, and hard work in Modo City can make themselves better and better.

George plans to buy some meat to go back to his sister after work today, because it may have been a lot of hard work recently, and the sister's milk is not enough for the little nephew.

Thinking of the one-year-old little guy with big black eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the house on the other side of the street.

Compared with the crowded environment here, the place is much cleaner and tidy. George couldn't help clenching his fists. If he could pass the test and join the army, he would be able to move his sister into a small independent yard in a short time.

Although it is a small brick house.

But for them it is a new home, a starting point of hope.

This is Modo City.

A place full of life, energy and hope, and although it has only just arrived, George has developed a sense of identity with it.

This is the power of order!

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