The next day.

The sun shines in through the window, casting a warm glow.

Fang Hao woke up from his dream.

Under the warm blankets, Yi'er, Anjia, and Xiaobai were still sleeping soundly.

The magic dragon potion strengthened all aspects of his body's abilities.

Even in a wheel battle, Fang Hao still had the upper hand.

I woke up the next day feeling energetic.

Rubbing his eyes, he first looked at the Book of Lords, but there was no new news.

He passed over the three sleeping people and got out of bed to wash up.

When we got downstairs, the maids had already gotten up.

He was holding the door frame and looking inside.

"What's wrong?" Fang Hao was curious.

"Anjia didn't get up?" the maids asked hurriedly.

Well, Fang Hao understood, otherwise An Jia would have taken them to train at this time.

Fang Hao thought for a moment and said, "You guys should rest this morning and continue training in the afternoon."

"Okay!" someone cheered.

Just as he spoke, the maid on the side covered his mouth and said hurriedly: "Shut up, what if I wake up An Jia?"

"That's right, hurry up and get out of here."

All the maids hurriedly whispered.

The rabbit maids are actually not very old, they are generally seventeen or eighteen years old, or even younger.

This age, in the modern world, is the time when you love beauty and are playful.

It's a pity that this world can't do it. Reality forces you to mature.

Fang Hao stopped them and said, "Let's do this. If any of you can advance to the eighth level, he will be rewarded with 100 gold coins, 50 beautiful clothes, and a box of cosmetics. The one who can be promoted to a hero will have a separate building."

Buildings, separate hot springs, enough monthly salary, you can go to the city and buy whatever you want."

Wow~!

The maids have big mouths.

Training also gives rewards.

"Really!"

"Of course it is true, but there is a time limit. Within one year, there will be no reward after one year." Fang Hao said immediately.

"What about us, Master, can we do it too?" The fox girl on the side also asked hurriedly.

"Of course, if this news continues to be announced, and if you reach the level of hero, I will let you go to the city to play every week."

The maids' eyes widened with yearning on their faces.

After discussing it in a low voice, they immediately ran down to spread the news.

After a while.

When Fang Hao came back, he saw the maid going upstairs and pulling down the dazed An Jia.

He said he had to train no matter what, which made An Jia look confused.

…

Lysis city, temple.

The old priest Miriam, wearing an animal skin cloak, stood in the middle of the open space in front of the temple.

Behind him are carts of supplies shipped last night.

In front of them, there were many residents of the city.

In winter, these people become sallow and thin, and their bodies tremble uncontrollably when the cold wind blows.

Miriam raised the wooden stick in her hand and knocked hard on the side of the car, "Quiet, listen to me, everyone be quiet."

The crowd below gradually quieted down, and all raised their heads to look at the old but energetic Priest Miriam.

I don’t know when this stubborn and mean old priest started.

He seems to have become younger and his condition is much better.

Wait for everyone to calm down.

Only then did Miriam speak loudly: "Every winter is a test for mankind. Cold and hunger will take away our relatives, friends, and even ourselves, but most people are powerless."

The people below all lowered their heads.

Those who got up so early and gathered in the temple were not the nobles in the city.

These people, who were suffering from cold and hunger, sought help from the temple.

But winter is long, and they also know that it is often difficult for people like them to survive this winter.

Miriam continued: "In order to allow everyone to spend this winter, the great city lord has posted many jobs in the city, recruiting militia, and city construction. As long as you don't be lazy and slippery, you can still get two meals a day.

."

Lord City Lord?

Everyone, look at me and I look at you.

Is Priest Miriam confused?

Why didn't I mention the gift of the God of Light today, but the great city lord?

profound!

Yes, how can the gods see their suffering!

"Priest Miriam, how can we build a city in this freezing cold weather? We can't even dig out the soil." Someone immediately said loudly.

Miriam lowered her head and glanced at the dirty boy in the crowd.

A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"You can think of it, but the city lord and his wife can't think of it? Many people need this job to spend this winter."

Speaking of this, except for the very stupid people, everyone else understands the meaning.

The purpose of arranging these tasks at this time is to arrange a job for more people.

"Oh I see."

Miriam looked at everyone again and said loudly: "Did you see the carriage behind me? These are supplies sent by the city lord. After registration and identity verification, each family can receive furs and herbs to keep out the cold for the winter.

"

"Really? Can I get it for free?"

The more Miriam spoke, the less people believed her.

No matter whether it is the God of Light or the nobles in the city, who cares about the life and death of the people below.

This year has been pretty good.

There were no bandits in the nearby villages, otherwise a large number of shacks would have been set up outside the city.

Frozen corpses can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Not only did no bandits appear this year, the new lord of Lysis City actually sent supplies.

This... is too fake!

Miriam was not angry, and said calmly: "The city lord is kind-hearted and can't bear to see everyone suffer, okay! Line up to register, get the supplies, go to the temple to thank the city lord's statue, and then you can go home.

I’m here to surround you.”

Residents immediately formed a long line.

Start collecting winter supplies in an orderly manner.

Then he entered the temple, knelt down in front of the stone statue of the city lord, thanked him, and discussed leaving the temple together.

Except for a few people who were caught in a complicated queue, everything went smoothly for everyone else.

Everyone is also nagging that the Lord of the City is not the same as other nobles.

The same thing happened in all the temples attached to the city.

Distributing furs and herbs to those who have difficulty surviving the winter, there is no requirement, just kneel down and thank the statue in the temple.

Whether they are humans, orcs, or thick-skinned trolls, no one will refuse free items.

Is it nothing more than kneeling down and kowtow!
To be continued...