"As soon as the screams started, everything was finished. It was like an egg bitten by a mouse. I also know that this metaphor is not good, but it is hopeless anyway."
"The scream was like a switch, and countless sandworms emerged from the ground. At a glance, the sand and dust they formed when they burrowed into the ground were almost comparable to a sandstorm."
"But there were only screams in our ears, and the screams had completely drowned out the sound of the sandworms. We in the back had no idea what was happening, so we had to retreat first."
"Later, those sandworms encountered the puppet army, and even the army composed of those puppets could not stop them at all. The puppets were torn into pieces by the sea of insects in an instant, and behind the puppets,
We, who are much more fragile than them, were not even left with any bones, and were all buried in the belly of the insects."
"And when we saw the sandworms appearing in front of us, we knew we were going to be doomed. Although these bastards burrowed into the ground, we couldn't outrun them at all."
"And at this moment, my brother... he seemed to know something, snatched the sandworm eggs from our hands, and then smashed them all under his feet."
"We didn't know what he was doing at the time, but when we found that all the sandworms chasing us were gone and he was overwhelmed by sandworms, I realized something."
"Brother, he sacrificed his life to save us. He is such a stupid guy. There is nothing worth saving for people like us. But we can't live up to his efforts, so we still escaped."
"Those beasts seemed to be afraid of water. As soon as we crossed the Qingshui Flower River, they stopped and we survived."
The two of them talked to each other one by one, and finally explained the incident in detail. No matter how you look at it, this is the result of greed. As for the greedy people, whether it is the baron or these people who joined the army, they all have to be reckoned with.
Inside.
"After this, this damn Earl actually gave each of us a gold coin. What kind of hush money was it? He didn't take my dead brother and other dead people seriously at all!"
"Then we called people who were also dissatisfied and wanted to find an explanation from this baron, but this guy completely ignored us and even asked the puppet to drive us away."
"Not long after this, my wife suffered from heart disease and was bedridden. Even if I pawned all the family property, it was not enough to cure her... She left us not long after."
After saying this, Old Man Nahm picked up the wine glass and drank deeply, then sighed deeply.
"After that, I organized several more protests, but each time there were fewer and fewer people, until finally, I was the only one. Then the baron arrested him and put him in jail for more than half a year."
"For this reason, the people in the town fired me immediately. Those idiots who are afraid of death are still afraid of the baron. What will their dead relatives think!"
After saying this, Nim punched the ground viciously with his fist, looking angry.
"Then, after losing everything, you became homeless and lived by stealing and drinking all day long?" Art added at the end, causing both of them to look away.
"What can I do? I have no money, I can't work, and I have such a damn old man to support. What else can I do?" Nim responded to Art with shame.
"Yeah, okay, I understand." Art crossed his hands and nodded. Judging from the statements of these two people, this baron has taken all the blame. A series of operations led to his final outcome.
The contribution was indispensable, although the civilians who participated were a bit self-inflicted, but compared to the baron, they were still relatively small.
But there is another question, and that is why the baron wants to clear the sand island. If it is just for the sandworm eggs, why not simply put out a purchase demand and let the residents go there and get it by themselves, and then suffer the consequences themselves?
It was not his fault, but he had to gather a team and let his troops take the lead. If something happened, he would suffer.
So it seems that collecting sandworm eggs can only be regarded as an additional condition, and the main thing is to clear the sand island.
Is there any significance in clearing the sand island?
There may be three reasons. One of them is that there is something hidden on the sand island. It may be the mineral veins underneath, or the kind that is very common in fantasy worlds, such as underground ruins. There are any treasures inside. You can get them.
Rule the world or something like that.
Another reason is more realistic, and that is to open up green space, increase the arable area of the territory, and further increase the working population and population base to expand the development of the territory. This conjecture is very realistic and seems like something a lord would do.
The third reason is diplomatic. Considering that the second reason is that the profit time is too long, and the lord needs to quickly obtain a stable economic acquisition method, it is a good idea to establish a short-distance trade route connected to other territories.
choose.
Not far to the south of Belag is the large city of Fit. To move between the two places as quickly as possible, you have to pass through a sand island densely populated by sandworms. Although the trade route is shortened, this can only be done in vain.
Adding trade risks, and the addition is greater than the subtraction, it is impossible for a smart businessman to choose this path.
But as long as the news that the sandworms on Sand Island have been cleared is released, merchants will naturally have a better choice, and Berag will get another share of Feite's prosperity. Not only that,
Belag can also establish an economic zone on the sand island to further integrate with the economy of Fit City.
As for some of the specific operations, Art couldn't figure it out. His level of economics and political science was still limited to college electives, and most of them were returned to his tutor.
"As long as you understand." Uncle Nimu curled his lips, patted his pants and stood up, saying in a preaching tone: "So you know, you can't go to Sha Island. The baron's commission,
Not worth picking up.”
"But my idea is that it is necessary to accept this commission. The reason I have said is that I need the money." Art's expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"You -" Uncle Nim was at a loss for words. He looked at Art, unable to say anything.
"And you guys, shouldn't you come with me?" Art's lips began to slowly rise, and he said in an extremely inciting tone, without giving the two of them a chance to speak.
"The reason why you don't dare to go to Sand Island is because of fear, because it has indirectly or directly devoured two of your relatives, as well as the swarms of sandworms that often appear in your nightmares at night. However, you should be afraid of it,
Do nothing and then squat here like a completely useless person, stealing, drinking, and living a life as if you were dead?"
Art looked at the two of them with a smile, and slowly approached them step by step, and the puppet head he held in his hand only made everything more frightening.