"This is the first time I have seen a groom like you, haha." Fichet said to me with a smile while riding on the horse.
It was the day after the wedding, and we were already on our way to the Dark City.
"Do you want to keep your pretty face intact? If you want, just shut up!" I answered him listlessly. After being kicked out of the new house, because I wanted to save face, I had to run to Fichet's room and pretend.
Chatted with him and slept at his place.
Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he would become his laughing stock.
"Okay, I won't talk about this, but I'm not a pretty boy either!" Fichet pouted at the carriage behind: "Look at them..."
I turned my head and looked at the carriage. The three girls burst into laughter at some topic. Looking at their trembling figures, I knew they were getting along well, and I felt a little better.
"Can the city you designed really be built?" Fichet changed the subject: "I really want to see it sooner."
"The city should have taken a prototype now, and at least a large section of the city wall should be built." I counted the days in my mind and said, "After all, I spent a lot of time on the wedding."
Starting from the third day after leaving the Dark Moon realm, we have successively encountered reconnaissance teams composed of winged people and craftsmen transporting raw materials. We are sincerely happy to get the news from them that city construction has begun in full swing.
In contrast, their high emotions and strict organization make me more confident in my city.
With everyone in the group eager to arrive as soon as possible, the time we spent on the road was greatly shortened.
"Oh my God!" Fichet said as he looked at the construction site: "It's so big, so many..."
Fichet, my three wives, and Grandpa Red-Nosed have never been here. When they first saw the scale of the construction site, they were all stunned involuntarily. I could see from their straightened eyes, smiles
Their open lips felt the shock in their hearts.
Isn’t my heart full of pride?
The busy and orderly workers filling every corner of the construction site; the vampire commanders running around guiding the workers...
A huge stone that had been repaired and flattened was transported from a distant site. Until it was placed on the city wall that had been built several people high, the road was smooth without any obstacles.
Looking at my smiling face, Fichet sighed and said: "I really didn't expect that, what can I say about you? You...are really a strange person!"
"Alien?" Kelly thought for a moment: "Yes, we will call him by this name from now on!"
"That's it!" Feilin said, "That's it. It sounds good!"
"Okay, okay, Haiert and the others are coming." I pulled the reins of the horse and walked up to them.
"Boss!" Haiert ran all the way and came to me: "You are back!"
"Is nothing happening here?" I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Is everyone okay?"
"Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
Under the leadership of Geert, Kenan, and I, the newcomers became familiar with the entire construction site.
"It is undeniable that this is a very successful design and well done." Grandpa Red-Nosed stretched out his hand and knocked on a section of the city wall that had been built. He was very satisfied with the solid wall that seemed to be there.
In view of his military achievements, I dragged him here to help as a relative. My father once told me that if this senior had not been framed and retired, becoming a marshal would not be a problem.
"In terms of construction, I think we are almost there." I said to everyone: "The main problem now is personnel. If there are no competent people to manage our city after it is built, it will be great fun!"
"Who are they?" An anxious Kelly asked. When she saw me glaring at her, she added: "Husband..."
"To put it simply, there are two aspects, military and internal affairs." I said, "It becomes more complicated when broken down."
"In terms of military matters, I'll come with you." Grandpa Red-Nosed said, "In terms of domestic affairs, I think your wives and Fichet can help."
"Okay, we will discuss it carefully later." I nodded.
"No!" Fichet protested loudly: "Why do you ask me to take care of this? I don't! I don't no no no!"
"Bang!" I was so angry along the way that I pulled Fichet over and leaned against the city wall, looking at him coldly.
"Just take care of this." I whispered in his ear: "Do you know why His Majesty asked you to come here? Not only can you be trained here, but also because they are concerned about your safety. I will not let you take care of the military.
Frontline, you idiot! You eat my food and live in my house here, so you have to listen to me, do you understand?"
"Why do you care about me?" It seems that Fichet also has a good face, and his arguing voice is small.
"Look at them. Is there anyone who can speak for you?" I was helping Fichet sort out some wrinkled clothes. A bunch of people next to me were talking to themselves, and no one looked at us.
"Look over there again." I turned Fichet's head: "There is a dungeon over there. It was just built for someone. It's five-star. Do you want to go in and play?"
"You... plot against me?" Fichet was very unwilling: "But I'm not very interested in those things! Can you help me - ah?"
"Fichet, I understand what you are thinking." I said to him seriously: "But an emperor must have knowledge in many aspects, and military is only one of them. When the time is right, I will naturally let you join.
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"If you said it earlier, it would make me worry." Knowing that he couldn't defeat me, Fichet could only accept it "happily": "But how do you count this time? It's my back."
"Oh!" I hugged his shoulders affectionately: "Good brother, you are loyal. How can you say such a thing? Eat, let me tell you, today's main course includes crabs, and..."
In the next few days, with the help of Grandpa Red-Nosed, I have been busy rectifying the system, placing the clerks brought from my father in the city hall, and establishing various institutions under the city hall.
The rest of the time was spent in the newly established dwarf weapons workshop.
The name says it's a workshop, but it's actually quite different. Just looking at the size, you can tell it's dozens of times larger than an average weapons workshop.
After I spent a whole day explaining to the urgently summoned master and getting his approval, all the skilled weapon craftsmen of the dwarves gathered here, no matter where they were at the time.
We built basic facilities in the middle of a section of the city wall that has already been built. Although the conditions are still very simple, the craftsmen are working with extremely high enthusiasm. More than 20 stoves are kept burning all night long, and the smoke from the chimneys is...
A black cloud formed over the construction site.
Seeing the weapons and armor that meet the requirements being completed from the "assembly line", the master laughed with joy!
A few days later, the officers from my brothers arrived. After a brief acquaintance with each other, they were immediately assigned to mid-level positions in various units, which made me feel relieved.
"What are you thinking about? Why are you silent?" After dinner, while walking with everyone in the sunset, Feilin noticed that I was thinking about something without saying a word, so she asked me this.
These days, I have never been to their tent at night. I always use various excuses to hang out with my brothers.
The brothers were naturally happy to have me with them, and they wouldn't think of going anywhere else. Fichet, the only one who knew about it, just snickered secretly. Coupled with the usual competent performance of the wives, no one knew about our special situation.
"Today I saw a refugee child running around on the construction site and hurting his head," I said.
"Are you okay?" Wen Sili asked me with concern.
"It's okay." I shook my head and asked Fichet: "How many children between the ages of six and sixteen are there on our construction site now?"
"This! Feline knows." Fichet said.
"There are almost more than a thousand people counted. I think there will be more than four thousand people at other construction sites." Feilin answered me: "Why do you ask this?"
"What race are these children?" I did not answer Feline directly.
"There are all races." Feilin said to me, "It's very mixed."
Everyone heard our conversation and gathered around.
"Yes, we can't do anything about these children running around." Wa, who is now responsible for construction site safety, said: "I was scared a few times before, but now I can't. These little devils are very cunning!"
"They even mix together regardless of race." Kennan also said with a smile: "Even if you have time to deliver things to your working parents, you can still cause trouble."
"You're just a kid!" Moya smiled and said, "That's how we came here too."
"Yes! Little child." As I spoke, something suddenly moved in my heart.
"Herald!" As I shouted, several messengers following us ran over and stood in front of us to salute me.
"Inform the leaders of all ethnic groups and the heads of departments under the city hall to hold a meeting in my tent immediately."
"Let's go back!" I said to everyone as I watched the messengers immediately disperse and run away. Although they didn't quite understand my intention, it was hard for them to ask me if I didn't tell them.
Not long after, they came.
"What do you think about these children? Is there any good way to deal with them?" I asked.
People sitting and standing crowded my tent, and everyone was a little confused about what I said.
"They are in some trouble..." It took a long time before anyone spoke.
Then some people suggested gathering the children together, while others suggested simply sending them to the dark moon...
"Although the children are troublesome, it is unreasonable to send them away." Mogadi said: "Their parents will not agree. The children are the motivation for their hard work. They work hard because they hope their lives can be better."
The better, the children’s lives can also be better!”
"Then what good idea do you have?" Jack asked: "Let them continue to cause trouble like this?"
"I don't, but the Governor will find a way." Mogadi said.
This guy... has been stubbornly calling me Governor-General since the first day I came back to the construction site. No matter what I say, it's useless. This is the character of Sandman. When he heard him say this, everyone turned their attention to me.
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"Originally I didn't want to express my thoughts so early." I looked at Mogadi: "I wanted you to use your brains to come up with a solution. But now that I've said it here..."
"You haven't thought of a good solution." I said, "Is it because you regard these children as a burden? Am I wrong?"
Silent, these guys seemed to want to tell me in this way: "What is it if it's not a burden?"
"What are the characteristics of children?" I continued: "Fun, aggressive, studious, and smarter than adults in some places. Children can think of many things that adults can't think of. So why are children like this? Because
They have not been polluted by secular stereotypes, so they are not bound by rules and regulations in their minds, and they can imagine whatever they want."
"It's definitely not possible for them to run around on the construction site and watch the craftsmen working all day long." Looking at everyone's thoughtful looks, I continued: "If this continues, there will be more in a few years at most.
Of course, being a good craftsman is not a bad thing. But, do we really need so many craftsmen?”
"We need all kinds of people!" Kennan said. Thank God, someone finally understood.
"Yes, we need talents in all aspects. Only in this way can our development surpass other cities and even other countries!" I nodded approvingly: "Who can become talents? Children! These are the children! They can be very fast.
Accept new ideas, new things, and dare to ask 'why'! These are the most valuable things about children!"
"I decide." I expressed my thoughts: "Let all children receive education!"
Some people agreed, some were worried... In short, the tent was agitated for a while.
"Mr. Governor, is this really necessary? It will bring burdens on all aspects." A person from the city hall spoke, and many people nodded in agreement.
"Those who are in charge of engineering projects should go to my left and sit down." I said, "Those who are in charge of the city hall should go to my right and stand up!"
My face didn't look very good, and I got angry with my subordinates for the first time because I discovered several big problems.
"Listen to me, I will only say it once!" I said to the person on the right: "No matter what kind of person you heard about me before, I hope you will forget those rumors. My orders or decisions
Just say it once, there is no need to discuss it again! I am the governor, and you are his subordinates. Do you know what this means? "
"It means that the Governor only makes decisions! And you are the ones to implement the specific matters!" With Fichet explaining to these guys behind me, these guys are so lucky.
"Everyone has his own responsibility! When you have a problem, ask me what I am doing. Don't you have any brains?" I reprimanded loudly: "If you have a burden, just find a way to solve it yourself! Otherwise, why do I need you to come? Find a way yourself!"
I just want results! Do you understand me?"
"Understood!"
"I want all the children, aged seven to seventeen, to be educated in the Dark City." Although I reprimanded them, I was still worried that my subordinates would not be able to find a clue and reminded me secretly again: "Venue, supply and demand, teachers'
Selection, everything will be handled by you. Don’t sleep today and give me the plan tomorrow morning!”
"As you command!"
"Why, you still want to wait for me to treat you to a late-night snack?" Seeing these guys standing still, I became angry again: "Get out of here and do some work!"
"Why are you so angry?" After everyone left, Wen Sili filled my cup with water: "Everyone was scared."
"He is trying to establish his authority." Fichet said sitting aside: "Otherwise, who will listen to him in the future? Besides, there are too many rumors about our governor!"
"That's not all." Seeing that everyone was here, I felt the need to explain to everyone: "You all come here. By the way, go and call Mafa and Mogadi."
After a while, everyone was sitting around me, and those who had been scolded were still a little confused.
"Among the most feared problems of a management organization, there are two problems: lack of responsibility and procrastination in doing things!" I slowly explained to everyone: "Did you see it tonight? These two problems have already begun to emerge in our city hall.
.If things continue like this, we will have to break up and go home."
"Is it that serious?" Jack asked me.
"That's right!" Before I could answer, Grandpa Red-Nosed said for me: "There are more problems within the so-called management organization, but they must be corrected immediately as soon as they are discovered! Cohen is right to do this. As for you who do
Supervisors, it’s okay to be scolded together! What a bunch of brats!”
"What else can't be figured out?" I asked everyone with a smile, and the brothers all shook their heads and said no.
"Okay." I stood up and said, "Everyone, go ahead and make the plan more carefully. Fichet, you go and watch them."
When Fichet and the others were about to stand up and go out, the guard outside the door yelled: "Who is it?" Almost immediately, a winged man holding a token rushed into my tent, fell to the ground in one fell swoop, and said, "Who is it?"
He also shouted: "Send...find the enemy!" (To be continued)