Chapter 17: They Have Plenty of Energy

By the time this batch of players arrived, the previous batch had basically all left; they had truly done a lot of work that day, all of them collapsing directly at their workstations from exhaustion.

Therefore, the newly arrived players happened to see the guards dragging those exhausted players toward the nearby thatched huts.

Because a death had occurred the previous night, the guards didn't dare to drink any Wine that day; everyone seemed like a different person, and their enthusiasm for labor had increased quite a bit.

It looked like they had received the punishment they deserved.

Seeing someone arrive to take over the shift, the head steward came out to greet them.

Rubbing his hands, he said with a chuckle to Evans Brown, who was leading the players, "Steward Brown, you really didn't have to come in person..."

"I can't rest easy unless I keep an eye on things; these are troubled times, and the young lady's property cannot afford any more problems," Evans emphasized. "What happened last night must absolutely not happen again."

"Rest assured, today I will have those lazy fellows take turns keeping watch, ensuring these guys can work day and night without stopping." The steward smiled obsequiously; he had done something wrong yesterday, and if the young lady hadn't come in person, he might have already been dragged off by the people from the Golden Church and sold as a serf.

It was all the fault of those fellows who messed things up; if they had discovered the problems among the serfs earlier, Saimierdun Farm would not have suffered such a great loss.

Evans glanced at him, "I will stay here and watch tonight; you make sure the guards take good care of that livestock."

Ever since those serfs were taken away for investigation, the guards in the Nongzhuang had to moonlight doing the work of those serfs; the chores they previously looked down upon had now become things they had to do, and they even had to follow behind the players to help harvest the fields.

To avoid being sold, this was the only way, or rather, they could also try running away.

If they could actually get away.

"We wouldn't dare entrust such an important matter to others; don't look at me as having been a steward for so many years, I haven't forgotten these tasks," the steward said, busily bringing a lounge chair over for Evans. "I wonder if you would like some Wine?"

"No need, you hurry up, and also assign the work to those fellows." Evans lay directly on the chair, his eyes narrowing as if he had fallen asleep.

It seems this new NPC is a big shot; these guys all seem very afraid of him.

You have to know that even Saina couldn't make these guards this afraid.

It's a pity that none of them know the language here, otherwise they could have scouted out the specific situation.

Taking a sickle, Li You followed several guards into the farmland.

Looking at the posture of these few serfs, it was obvious they were the same as the batch from the morning—they had never done farm work at all.

Several guards frowned and said, "Thinking of slacking off? All of you come over here, everyone watch how I harvest. Like this, understand? Two people harvest, one person cleans up behind, switch every hour or so, understand?"

These players had already tormented these guards for a long time today; with Steward Evans watching, the guards couldn't let loose and could only educate these guys with words.

Evans was observing these people, whether it was the guards or those players who looked silly.

He didn't know what Saina was doing, and the master and mistress at home didn't care either; after all, Saina's biological mother was no longer around.

She was not like a traditional noble young lady, but instead became increasingly rebellious.

Shaking his head, Evans gave a bitter smile; he certainly knew that Miss Saina had already come to believe in a certain Evil God, but what did that matter?

On the contrary, it could cover up an Awakened like him; this was a fact that Saina also acknowledged. The two were not just using each other, but also used the names of their respective gods to guarantee they would not reveal the other's secret.

However, he really couldn't see what was different about the newcomers brought from the Sewers that made them worthy of such importance to Saina.

Although these people had decent learning abilities and quickly adapted to the clumsy harvesting work, they still didn't seem as obedient as ordinary serfs.

He always felt that these guys each had different souls, not at all like products created by an Evil God.

At least along the way, Evans hadn't seen any problems; they didn't look like they were summoned by evil, but rather like living, breathing people.

No wonder Miss Saina wanted them to come and harvest the fields.

If they knew the NPC thought this way, Li You and the others might just drop their sickles and quit.

Most young people had never truly worked in the fields to harvest crops, especially in an era where modernized harvesting equipment was popularized; this primitive method of production made them quite uncomfortable.

"Is there any way to speed up the progress? At this rate, we won't be able to finish harvesting in three days," Li You said while walking. "This is completely manual labor."

"Didn't you hear the guards over there? This work used to be done by over a hundred serfs." Li Yong walked over carrying a bundle of harvested wheat. "You guys be careful, don't get too close to those guards; just now they said you look a bit familiar."

If it weren't for the darkness, Li You and the others might really have been exposed.

Even someone as flighty as Luolita was buried in the pile of wheat working at this moment, not even lifting her head.

This must be a bug!

How could an NPC remember dead players? Wouldn't it be very easy for problems to arise this way?

Fortunately, those NPCs only said they looked familiar, and it was hard to see clearly in the dark night; Luolita quickly thought of a countermeasure, coiling her long hair up and pinning it with a wooden stick. After changing her hairstyle, her whole appearance was completely different from before.

It was a pity that the male players couldn't do this, but fortunately, Li You and the others were mixed in among other players, and they didn't stand out much if they worked honestly.

Evans swept a glance over the players who were working; as an Awakened, he could hear clearly what everyone around him was saying.

He had never heard the language the serfs were speaking; he couldn't understand it at all.

He had stayed in Tana City for quite a few years, yet this was the first time he had heard this kind of language.

Interesting, these people were indeed summoned by an Evil God; could it be that they were all speaking the language of demons?

It was just that he couldn't feel any aura of an Awakened from them at all.

Whether out of curiosity or worry, Evans got up from the lounge chair and walked to the side of several players.

"If you're tired, rest for a while; working at night does make people feel physically and mentally exhausted. I understand this feeling very well. Would you like some water?" Evans's behavior made several guards feel at a loss; they didn't want these people to rest, as it would be best if they could finish all the work tonight.

Several players looked at Evans, but none of them could speak the language here; they could only hurriedly drink two mouthfuls of water and then continue working.

Who told them the quest was time-limited? If they finished as early as possible, they could get more money; players would never be stingy with their own labor.

They have plenty of energy!

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