Follow the man with the lamp.

Travel through dark jungles, ride a raft across fast-flowing rivers, and pass through strange and strange areas.

Finally, they came to a large canyon.

"Hurry up."

"Are you keeping up with the sapling? Master Helfas said that you can't keep the distance."

"Be careful, it can kill people."

As soon as they arrived, they saw a group of people rushing out.

The leader held a hat respectfully, and a group of people followed him, carrying a small sapling, and walked outside in a mighty manner.

It looked strange. They were clearly holding a hat and a sapling, but they seemed to be doing something very sacred. They even saw looks of worry and fear on those people's faces, as if they were holding a hat and a sapling in their hands.

What he was holding was like a hot flame.

Entering the canyon, you will see many wooden houses.

The style is very simple and uniform. They all have pointed roofs and are supported by wooden pillars. Some have no walls on all sides, and some are surrounded by wood, and then twigs are braided together to serve as doors and windows.

And in the only two-story wooden house among them, they met the legendary person.

Before they entered the door, they saluted respectfully outside the door, with a faint uneasy expression on their faces.

"Lord Helfas."

Helfas walked down the stairs and came to the wooden house and looked at these people.

When he walked out, he counted there were twenty-three people in total, about thirteen of whom were adults, five of the remaining ten were young people with the ability to work, and five were children.

These newcomers are a little cautious, partly because they are outsiders and have just arrived in this seemingly mysterious place.

On the one hand, it is also because of the various legends about black-haired people.

In rumors.

He can fight against monsters and even control weird powers.

Helfas formulated a new order and created a new system for this place. He understood that if there is no order in a place, it will be a terrible thing. Even if it is an unreasonable system, it is better than no system at all.

This system and order will not only restrain the people here, but also bring a sense of security to the people living here.

He sat down cross-legged and talked about the rules here.

"Since you are here, you must abide by the rules here."

"Article 1, murderers must die..."

The initial rules are very simple, that is, restricting behaviors such as no killing, no stealing, etc. There are very few items, because if there are too many, no one can remember them.

The person who led them over was an older woman, who should be the mother and grandmother of these people. She spoke to Helfas.

"You can rest assured that we will abide by the rules you set."

Helfas said: "You abide by the rules, and the rules also protect you."

After telling the newcomer the rules, he told them again.

"Everyone comes here to do something they are good at."

"What are you good at?"

Helfas will assign a responsibility to everyone who comes here with the ability to work, which is equivalent to a profession, and there will also be a person responsible for managing them.

For example, the group of people who just ran out of the canyon are farmers, and the people who manage them are called agricultural officials.

The person responsible for building a house is called a carpenter, and the person who leads them is called a craftsman.

The person responsible for raising poultry is called a herdsman, and the person who leads them is called a herdsman.

Very simple and clear at a glance.

The visitor told Helfas: "We are good at weaving."

Helfas nodded: "Then those of you who can work should do textile work. The occupation is called cloth craftsman, and you are their craftsman."

Helfas spread out a picture in front of them, then drew a circle on the picture and told them.

"The place where you live is right here. Several houses have been built. If you have any questions, please contact the carpenters."

"After you gradually settle down, you can then communicate with the pastoral officials and they will provide you with materials, or communicate with the leaders of the guards. They will also bring back some things that everyone needs from outside, which are customized for other tribes and caravans.

Purchased.”

The folk customs of this era are simple and simple. Everyone thinks more about how to survive, but they don't think too much about other things.

Herfas's arrangement is very simple. The only criterion is that those who have jobs will provide a fixed amount of food.

As for other things, these are not considered by these people at all.

They said very seriously: "We will do our job."

Because in their memory, those who cannot complete their work and are useless will be expelled.

Helfas completed the arrangements for these people and also told them something about the current situation here.

"You just need to do your own thing well and settle down with peace of mind. The current food is enough to last for a long time."

"I have arranged for farmers and agricultural officials to grow food, and herders have also brought back some velvet dragon mothers, cubs and eggs from outside. I will also take people out to hunt regularly."

"After a while, everything will be on track. No one will have to worry about food, survival, and safety issues."

This also puts newcomers at ease.

In this world, it is not easy to find a place with abundant food and safety.

Helfas could even see these people who had been wandering around for who knows how long crying with excitement, and kept talking to himself.

"Thank you for your blessing."

"Thank you for taking us in."

Helfas didn't say much, just sat with his head down.

While looking at the content recorded on the scroll, he waved people to take these people to the place where they had been arranged to live.

He used various symbols on the scrolls to record different occupations. For example, the carpenter is an abstract axe-headed man, the farmer is a man with a bamboo hat, and so on.

Now he added a new profession, the cloth maker, to the scroll, which was a simple image of a man holding a spinning wheel.

"Now there are five professions: farmer, shepherd, carpenter, cloth maker, and hunter. Everyone with a profession is allocated rations on time."

"A day's consumption is..."

Helfas calculated and found that including the twenty-three new arrivals, the current food supply could sustain the situation.

Next, he wrote down some arrangements for the future.

"When there are more people, we won't assign occupations. Let the new arrivals live according to their families and families, and they will join the corresponding occupations to obtain food rations."

In fact, Helfas didn't know how to manage such a large group of people. He was still groping and trying.

But at least it looks pretty good so far, without any big trouble.

However, Helfas established such a place not just because he had nothing to do, but also because he had his own plans.

Helfas's eyes turned to the painting on the scroll, an abstract little man holding a bow and arrow.

"hunter."

He organized and trained some people who were good at fighting and courageous, and named their profession hunters.

They are hunters now, but also soldiers and guards in the future.

However, these soldiers are not used to fight, or to be more precise, they are not mainly used to deal with people.

It's about dealing with weirdness.

However, Helfas has not told these people yet, but is preparing for the subsequent plan.

Helfas also understood that it was very difficult and dangerous for a person to fight those powerful monsters alone, and it was completely impossible to collect information about countless monsters by himself.

He had to do everything by himself. Even if he spent his whole life, he probably wouldn't be able to accomplish anything, and he might even die midway.

He picked up his pen and wrote on the scroll.

"Gather a group of people to search for weird information, and then use the weird information to seal it."

"Use weird power to deal with even more powerful weirdness. Step by step, it rolls like a snowball, seeking a place in this weird world."

——

Helfas wore a dark metal mask and looked mysterious and majestic.

At this moment, he was running with a group of people in the jungle. They looked like a group of wild beasts that had blended into the jungle. They were chasing a group of dragon beasts with various weapons.

A throwing spear was thrown and penetrated the neck of a two-meter-tall dragon beast.

The others continued to chase the remaining dragon beasts, but stopped outside a swamp, until a thunderous whimpering and roaring sound came from the depths of the swamp, and the group of dragon beasts was no longer there.

Any movement.
To be continued...