Chapter 65: Dug to the Control Tower

The Tauren auntie used a ladle to scoop up clean holy water and skillfully poured it onto the holy mushrooms. After pouring it all, seeing a little bit of holy water left at the bottom of the bucket, she poured it directly into her mouth and drank it. The clean holy water had no taste, but it was absolutely clean, and drinking it often wouldn't cause diarrhea.

After drinking, the Tauren auntie patted her stomach and let out a water burp. With this pat, the flesh on her waist rippled in circles of fat waves.

"Eh, fat again?" The Tauren auntie happily patted it again, lifted the two heavy lumps on her chest, pulled her dress up a bit to make it looser, and covered the flesh on her waist. After finishing, she guiltily glanced around to make sure no one saw, and only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

The little bit of flesh she had managed to save, she shouldn't let anyone see it.

Just then, a tall, thin female Tauren walked over quickly. Seeing the Tauren auntie, her eyes lit up, and she roared from afar: "Sister!"

The Tauren auntie was so scared her face turned pale. She raised her hand and made a covering gesture, guiltily looking toward the temple, and immediately saw the silver skeleton looking over.

The Tauren auntie turned and ran, heading toward the female Tauren, covering her mouth and dragging her away.

"Are you crazy? You can't roar randomly near the temple." The Tauren auntie roared loudly, the sound so loud it echoed.

The thin Tauren wasn't the Tauren auntie's biological sister. In the Tauren clan that believed in ancestors, all peers were brothers and sisters, so she was just a clan sister, let's call her Tauren Sister for now.

"It's just that I was too excited to see you, sister. Sister, have you heard? The lords want to dig that ruin and are recruiting people to dig soil. Each person gets two jin of food per day, and there are rewards for those who dig more. Do you want to go together?" Tauren Sister said excitedly.

Two jin? This seemed to be less than the sugar beet leaves she stole and gnawed on every day?

"No, no, I'm working at the temple; I can't get away."

"Oh my, how much money can a broken temple pay you? Is it enough for you to eat? Don't get starved thin. The two jin of food at the ruin is just a base guarantee. If you dig more soil, there are rewards. With our Tauren strength, we can easily get the reward. I heard the reward is 'eat until full'. Oh my, I've never been full since I grew up. Eh, sister, are you fat?" Tauren Sister patted her own bony shoulders and said.

When Tauren Sister said 'starved thin', the Tauren auntie subconsciously sucked in her stomach, trying to shrink her little belly as much as possible. When mentioning 'eat until full', the Tauren auntie was already ashamed; she had been eating until full every day recently and had grown fat.

When Tauren Sister said she was 'fat', the Tauren auntie hurriedly denied: "No, not at all, don't talk nonsense. This is edema from hunger, edema. But I'm not going. The temple has entrusted me with the holy mission of watering and nursing. Even if I starve to death, I cannot abandon my mission. You take Niu Da and Niu Er; they have big appetites and big strength, and they can eat and work."

When the two big fat boys of the Tauren auntie's family were taken away, they cried miserably. From now on, they could no longer eat until full, could no longer gnaw on sugar beet leaves, and could only use Tauren strength to earn two jin of food.

Almost everyone in Lich City was mobilized, from strong Tauren to the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Regardless of whether they could work, they got one jin of food just for coming. Those who could work got two jin, and those who did more got rewards, with the one who did the most getting the reward of 'eating until full'.

This wasn't recruiting labor; this was disguised relief, relief through work in name.

Two days later, people from Bingcheng also came. Everyone was working in full swing. They dug out the sand and soil, temporarily piled it nearby, and dug out a piece of the building under the Throne at the fastest speed. At night, when the Breath of Rest blew, they temporarily lived inside.

More and more people came, the excavation progress became faster and faster, more and more buildings were dug out, and more and more people could be accommodated.

The World Transit Station once had tens of thousands of permanent residents. Back then, it was because the Breath of Rest blew day and night, and the maintenance cost was too high, that they had to evacuate. However, the buildings were not damaged; the Undead Empire's construction quality was truly good. After digging them out and cleaning them up, they could still be used.

As for the biggest cost in maintenance, it was human labor. Now, a bunch of people with no food were here, so human labor was naturally not a problem, and this was Lisa's strong request.

"This is the most perfect plan. First, it solves the manpower problem, and second, it finds things for everyone to do. We absolutely cannot support them for nothing; old people and children won't do either, otherwise, it's easy to have problems. We must keep them busy, preferably busy until they can fall asleep as soon as they lie down, so they won't have the leisure to think about messy things."

Lisa had experience with large-scale relief. After a disaster, she wasn't afraid of everyone being busy; she was afraid of everyone being idle, which would easily lead to chaos.

Some strong people with planting experience would be organized. As soon as the Breath of Rest stopped, they would immediately climb up to sow and water, and Ang only needed to come over and step on a footprint, and a miraculous change would occur.

When the crops matured, undead would go over to dig away the footprints, stop the instant-death halo, and then harvest quickly.

With everyone's cooperation, Ang could farm three times a day, totaling about nine hundred mu, but the joy of harvesting he could enjoy was only once.

Because the instant-death halo could only be opened one at a time, once this side stopped, he could rush to the next plot to start it, without him participating in the harvest.

This was very bad. As for where it was bad, he couldn't say.

Negris understood his mood: "Planting vegetables is a joy for you, but being driven to plant vegetables is painful, and it misses the part that makes you happiest. It's better to plant and harvest yourself, only planting once a day."

"Oh." Ang felt it made sense. The next day, he planted by himself, not letting humans help. The planting area dropped back to two hundred mu a day.

Anna looked anxious: "Why won't my lord let us help? The yield is so low like this. Long-grain rice is so delicious; why not plant more?"

"My lord must have deep meaning." Lu Se pondered and said: "He is using this method to tell us not to develop dependency. Our destiny must ultimately be grasped in our own hands. So wise. Anna, let's also organize manpower to rebuild the burned planting area."

Anna rolled her eyes at him: "It's already been rebuilt. We can sow when spring comes next year. It's too late now."

Lu Se scratched his head and praised: "Anna, you are still the best, thinking so thoroughly. I can rest assured leaving Bingcheng to you."

Anna cursed: "Don't try to shirk responsibility; you are the first in line."

Just after Anna finished speaking, someone suddenly reported at high speed: "Report to the City Lord, we have dug to the teleportation array's control tower, but there is something inside. It has killed two of our people."

Lu Se immediately said: "Notify my lord!" ===== CHAPTER 66 =====