Mr. Molma is a northern man who is nearly fifty years old and has a very fat figure. He sat behind a huge solid wood desk and laughed at the table. His flesh was shaking like a wave of Buddha. His whole body was like a pile of meat mountains - perhaps only a long scar at the corner of his eyes, which also proves that this fat old man had a tough youth.

"Ahaha, little Ander, in this world, the goddess of luck, Temora, will indeed favor some lucky people, but such things are hard to come by. Anyone who regards the occasional luck as the basis for his own survival will be far from being unlucky."

After laughing for a while, Director Molma gave Ender a serious reminder: "Don't learn from those lazy adventurers, thinking that they will be lucky once, and they will be lucky the second time. Such people will die in the future and not even have any bones left."

In Malma's view, if the young man, Ender, wants to succeed, he doesn't have to rely on such a little luck.

Although Ende is in poor health, he has a flexible brain.

For Hank Baron Corner, a strong man with muscles is everywhere on the ground, but a smart brain is extremely rare.

This young man not only designed a wooden slide rail that can quickly and effortlessly transport wood from the river to the decomposition area; he also designed a set of pulleys (yes, that's what Ender calls a small round wheel), a complex system composed of slings and levers, allowing everyone to transport wood from the water to the slide rail without much effort.

These two systems make everyone much easier to work, but their efficiency is greatly improved.

In addition, this young man could also write and calculate, calculate how much wood everyone cut down clearly, and organize the boring data into vivid charts - no one in the entire Baron leader had ever thought of this kind.

In particular, he sorted out previous records and arranged them into curves on the same chart, so that the Baron (or the Baroness) could see the changes in the logging farm at a glance, and no longer needed to check and analyze data one by one. Even people like him who are not proficient in statistics and mathematics can see clearly at a glance. It is such an amazing innovation.

So, although Ende can be idle all day long and wander around, calling it a name for finding inspiration for improvement and does not have to work hard, the changes he has brought to the logging farm this year are real.

The wages he received are now approved by the Baroness himself, many times higher than ordinary lumberjacks, almost catching up with himself as the head of the logging yard.

Of course, it is precisely because this young man has been valued by the Baron and the Baroness and does not like to interfere in specific matters that Molma has such a good impression of him - the young man's future position will never be limited to this small logging field.

Otherwise, it would be strange if a young man who might replace his position wanders in front of his eyes, Molma could laugh so happily.

"In a few days, the river water will freeze. The wood cut in this season should be transported out before the river water freezes. You should quickly carefully count the amount of various wood cut in this season. I need a detailed data to ask the Baron for your merits."

It is hard to say whether it is for Ende to celebrate his merits, but Malma must be asking for me.

"Okay, don't think about the good things about picking up money on the ground. Write the report out. By the way, the report must be accompanied by the data from the previous quarters and draw them into a chart to compare them to highlight the results of this quarter - the chart you compiled last time was highly praised by the Baroness, and this time, it will be done in the format of the last time!"

Mr. Molma said gently that he would arrange the work for Ender in the next few days. Although he was fat and the scars on his face made the logging yard manager look fierce, but when he tried to make a gentle expression, he still looked like a kind elder.

Ende is only fourteen years old this year, and even in Northland, he has to be considered a young man, but he already has a job that others think is quite decent.

He is currently the clerk of the No. 1 lumberyard of Baron Hank, the second in command of the lumberyard, and barely considered a decent figure among the middle class of Baron.

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After coming out of the Molma Superintendent, he hurried to the logging yard cafeteria to get a supper - bread, a steak and a clear soup. When Ander returned to his room, it was already dark.

As a statistician who is second only to the yard manager of the yard, Mr. Molma, in the timberyard, Ander owns his own house here - a rectangular and standalone house with a high steeple.

When I opened the door, the inside of the wooden house was much warmer than outside. The fire in the fireplace had been extinguished. However, Ender walked over and pushed away the ashes from the upper floor, and there was still dark red charcoal on the lower floor.

He took out some wood chips from the box next to him and placed them on the dark red charcoal. He blew it a little, and the fire burned in the fireplace again. Ender put the prepared oil strips in and placed them in place, leaving a gap to prevent the flame from being extinguished.

After a while, the already dry oil wood quickly burned and the flame gradually stabilized. Only then can you feel at ease to add other firewood, and the work of raising the fire is completed.

Candles are considered relatively expensive luxury goods in Baron Hank. Although there are in Ender's room, if he was not working, Ender would not light a candle. At this time, Ender especially hoped for a lamp, even the most basic incandescent lamp.

Ender's room had very little furniture, only a large bed, a huge long table, and a small stool.

The wooden bed was very big, and boys of the same size as Ender had no problem sleeping side by side with six or seven people;

Although the width of the long table is not as big as this large wooden bed, it is much longer than that of the wooden bed, and it extends almost from the left wall of the room to the right wall. It is considered the largest piece of furniture in this wooden house.

On this long table, near the wall, countless rectangular thin wooden boards are neatly arranged - this is the timber statistics of the logging field.

As for why thin wooden boards are used as record carriers, it is because in this world, paper is a very expensive commodity.

Unlike our impression, paper made with plant fibers, the so-called "paper" in the world usually refers to the "paper" that can only be made with the tenderest piece of sheepskin on the lamb's body and is tanned through special techniques.

This is just ordinary paper. If it is a special paper carrying mysterious power, it can only be made of the fur of a monster - the stronger the power it carries, the stronger the carrier it needs.

So let alone Ender, even the Baron was not as luxurious as taking paper to record the timber statistics in the logging yard.

On these wooden boards, in addition to recording the statistical data of the logging farm in the popular language of the Kingdom of Odd, Ender also used a wonderful block-shaped text to describe all kinds of knowledge he had learned from another world. In Ender's view, this knowledge was even thousands of times more sophisticated than the knowledge he learned from the scholars of Ville.

Unfortunately, today may be the last time I came into contact with that wonderful world.

Thinking of this, Ande hurriedly washed up, threw a piece of incense into the fireplace, and hurriedly lay on the bed.

He covered his animal skin and lay on his side on the bed, his right palm pressed against his right ear, and his left palm pressed on his belly button, holding his breath, gathering his energy, and entering the deepest dream.

In the dream, Ander opened his eyes.

"End, you are here!" a voice said gently.

Just like countless dream conversations before, Ander still couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, only knowing that the other person had a very gentle voice.

"Teacher Xixue, I'm here, how are Liu Tong okay?" Ande asked hurriedly.

"Liu Tong is fine, but his soul has been completed and he is about to become an adult.

When Liu Tong becomes an adult, his soul will naturally collapse and condense, and begin a self-purification process, creating an individual bioforce field to reject all external interferences. You can no longer enter this universe through soul connection."

The gentle and nice male voice explained to Ender.

"That's good, that's good. If it weren't for me, Liu Tong would have gone to this point long ago."

Although Ande may not be able to contact his friends again in the future, he felt a little sad. But he also knew that in Liu Tong's race, adulthood was a very, very important threshold for everyone.

Adult not only greatly extends life span, but also a prerequisite for people to obtain formal citizenship among the gods on earth.

That universe is a wonderful universe. Ende's good friend Liu Tong is an ordinary member of the most powerful race in this universe - the Gods on Earth.

Among the gods on Earth, not everyone has the opportunity to become an adult.

Among the gods on Earth, only about 80% of people can successfully adulthood, and 20% of people who have never been able to adulthood will last for a lifetime, but only two hundred years of life.

The adult gods on Earth have a lifespan of up to two thousand years, and can fly to the sky, cross the starry sky, and travel to other planets across unimaginable distances.

In Liu Tong's world, the adulthood of the Earth Gods was called "Master" by humans on other planets!
Chapter completed!