43: Chapter 43 Residents Who Regain Hope

Loren descended from the room to the first-floor hall, where Fiana and Butler Boer were already waiting.

"Good day, Master."

The white-haired Boer immediately placed a hand on his chest and bowed, every movement filled with noble elegance.

The cold and aloof Fiana gave a slight nod in acknowledgement but did not speak.

Loren did not mind and smiled at Butler Boer.

"Morning, Boer."

After speaking, he looked around. "Where are Dean and Ariel?"

Butler Boer responded, "Master, Mr. Dean has already gone to gather the residents of the Grey Eagle Territory; he said he aims to complete the census task you assigned today.

Miss Ariel is assisting him on the side."

Loren chuckled.

"The Vice-Speaker of the City Hall is assisting her assistant?"

"Have Ariel come back. Since when did Dean have the qualifications to order my deputy around?

Tell him if he can't finish the task today, he can go manage the stables in the backyard.

When I passed by yesterday, I noticed there was still a lot of horse manure that hadn't been cleaned up; perhaps he would be a qualified worker."

Butler Boer smiled, "Master, it is true that Ariel is assisting Mr. Dean, but she is also searching for suitable officials for the City Hall... After all, we have too few talents in our hands."

So few that they could only find talent among slaves who couldn't even recognize characters...

Speaking of this topic, Loren frowned.

"After this Day of Blood, I will make another trip to Decker City; I will find a way to solve the population problem."

Population is a big issue, and he had even realized that this would inevitably be a difficulty that would plague the Grey Eagle Territory in the future.

Without people, everything is just empty talk.

The entire Grey Eagle Territory now has a population of less than 500; on Earth, that would only be the number of students in half an elementary school...

Pathetically few.

Moreover, the critical point is that the Grey Eagle Territory is located deep within the Endless Wasteland; recruiting civilians is impossible, and in the short term, population can only be obtained through Decker City.

Butler Boer nodded, "Master, perhaps you do not need to be so anxious.

After all, it took 300 years to build Decker City, the most powerful city in the North; we still have time..."

Loren shook his head.

The Day of Blood is the biggest destabilizing factor; even Decker City dares not show the slightest contempt for those Bloody Corruptor hiding in the dimensional planes.

Furthermore, the Demon Overlord whose divinity he stole is still searching for his whereabouts to this day.

Although the divinity has been devoured by the system, the Demon Grand Duke Bloodline within his body will not disappear; the crisis is always there, and he cannot be careless.

He must make the Grey Eagle Territory strong as quickly as possible, and Bright Moon City must be truly established; it cannot remain just a hollow slogan.

"Let's go, come with me to see the situation of the census."

Without saying more on this issue, Loren turned and went out.

Butler Boer immediately followed closely behind.

Leaving the manor, stepping over the withered yellow grass ahead, they arrived at the street where the residents lived.

From a distance, they saw a large circle of people gathered on the open space nearby, lined up in two rows. Two wooden tables were placed neatly, and several shabbily dressed residents were sitting behind the wooden tables, questioning the people standing opposite one by one.

Bearded Deen and Ariel were observing from the side, pulling out promising candidates to question separately.

Guard Officer Kur was maintaining order with over twenty Human Soldier; although the scene was a bit noisy, everything was under control, and there were no unharmonious situations.

Seeing Loren approaching, the residents in line immediately became nervous, each lowering their heads, not even daring to look him in the eye.

Looking at the timid, cowardly, and numb-eyed slave residents, Loren frowned deeply.

But he didn't say anything more about it; even if he wanted to change the appearance of the territory, it wasn't something that could be changed in a day or two.

All of this takes time.

"Good day, Lord Loren."

"My Lord, welcome..."

Looking at Dean and Ariel in front of him, Loren nodded slightly.

"How is the census going?"

Bearded Deen, who had a face full of black whiskers like a dwarf, said cautiously.

"My Lord, we have already censused over 50 people, but only three are literate..."

After speaking, he pointed to the few people sitting behind the tables.

"Ariel has already transferred them to the Livelihood Department..."

After saying this, he stole a few glances at Loren, seemingly afraid of being blamed.

Three literate ones?

Loren looked at the crowd still waiting in a long line and was speechless.

Calculating this way, out of over 170 people, in the end, they might not even be able to gather ten who can read??

There was a sentence he didn't know whether he should say or not...

"Are there any talents in construction?"

Loren looked at Ariel.

Other things could be delayed, but rebuilding the arrow tower was imminent; he didn't have time to wait until the next trip to Decker City to buy slaves.

"Lord Loren, a total of 32 people voluntarily declared they had experience in building houses, and three others have participated in the construction of arrow tower and city walls in other cities.

Although their experience is not rich, it is enough to repair the arrow tower of Bright Moon City."

Ariel's weak words made Loren breathe a sigh of relief.

His gaze turned to the area the girl indicated; on the other side of the line, thirty-odd people were gathered together, separated from the queuing crowd.

"Assign them all to the Construction Department.

Also, building the arrow tower is a test; whoever performs the best will obtain the position of Minister of the Construction Department.

Others who perform well can also be hired by the Construction Department and become employees of the City Hall.

Once hired, they will obtain the status of Third-class Resident, and the City Hall will pay them a salary normally.

I think they will work hard."

Ariel's eyes lit up; this temptation was too great.

She was afraid these residents would burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm.

"My Lord, perhaps if we inform them of your benevolence, the effect would be even better."

Loren glanced at Dean who spoke, and nodded slowly.

"Ariel, you go and announce it."

Dean protected Ariel too well; this girl with unlimited potential clearly needed more training.

Watching Ariel with a smile on her face, Dean's whiskers trembled, and his heart felt even more sour... My Lord, why didn't you call me?

With each passing day, he felt his daughter drifting further away from him.

Looking at the encouragement in Loren's eyes, Ariel suddenly found courage in her heart and turned to walk towards the dozens of people on the side.

A moment later, under the announcement of the somewhat weak-voiced girl, the crowd that had just been extremely nervous suddenly erupted into incredibly intense cheers.

"Praise the Lord!!"

"Can we really become employees of the City Hall? And also have a generous salary?"

"Goddess above, this, this is simply unbelievable!!"

"Miss Ariel, are you an angel sent by the Goddess? Praise be to you!"

Although most people didn't know what a Third-class Resident was, it was still better than being a slave.

Moreover, being a City Hall employee meant getting a normal salary, which was simply beyond their imagination.

For a moment, the favorability of these residents towards Ariel and Loren skyrocketed, and hope began to reappear in their originally dead eyes.

The residents nearby, upon hearing the treatment of the construction workers, were immediately filled with envy; at the same time, their own hearts became active.

Since the City Hall could hire slaves and grant them the status of Third-class Resident, then the great Lord might not necessarily not treat them the same way...

Under circumstances that even Loren hadn't anticipated, the originally lifeless slave residents had actually recovered a bit of vitality at this moment.