Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 231 Volunteer (illegal worker) recruitment plan (5k)
Land, I have it.

Now, it's time to add something to it.

Nenasha popped up at the right time and asked directly: [“So, who do you want to steal from?”]

Just say it!
Who do you want to rob?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The boy shook his finger lightly and emphasized:
"Wrong, we are going to 'borrow', not 'rob'! How could I do such a thing? I am a civilized person with good manners!"

Herbert's choice of words on this point is very precise.

I am definitely of a decent and civilized standard - that's fine if anyone wants to refute or have opinions.

Then I will let you see the skills I acquired from protecting my non-existent family members in my previous life!
As for whether Miss Xieshen was the one, he didn't know and didn't dare to make any assumptions.

What if people like people who have no quality?
Herbert strongly protested against Comrade Nenasha's slanderous words and proposed revisions.

"Watch your choice of words. What era is this? It's not the barbaric era anymore. Why are you still using that bandit logic of the strong taking all?"

“Those practices are outdated!”

Sir, times have changed!
"Now is a civilized era where all gods live in harmony. We should uphold the concept of being kind to others and get along with others in a friendly manner. We should not do those shady little things behind their backs."

"Promote the progress of the God-human exchange plan, implement the policy of friendly exchange, consolidate the relationship between the two sides, and implement... cough!"

As the conversation went on, the tone habitually changed to the traditional Chinese style. Herbert coughed twice and pretended nothing had happened.

"Anyway, there's a good saying! If you borrow something, you must return it. It won't be difficult to borrow again! As long as I return the things to them in the future, it won't be considered robbery at all."

【"Ah."】

Miss Harmony God paused for a long time, and finally said directly after he stopped: ["Stop talking nonsense, just tell me who you want to trouble."]

"Oh, it's so hard to talk to you. You don't listen at all! Don't just listen to me, you have to work hard on your own... Forget it, I'll reform you later."

Herbert pretended to criticize with his hands behind his back, shook his head and smiled, looking quite free and easy.

"As for your question just now, do I need to tell you?"

He said as a matter of course: "Of course we'll just grab whoever has it."

I never intended to take money from poor people!
It must be - whoever has the money earns it.jpg
Nenasha didn't care about Herbert's excellent behavior of taking off his pants and farting. Instead, she clicked her tongue and smiled coldly at him.

Oh, little guy, you’re finally exposed, right?

And he said it was not robbery.

This time, you yourself admitted that you "robbed" it!
Herbert felt the captivating gaze coming from the shadows, understood His contempt, and smiled calmly.

"Shouldn't we talk about this kind of thing in a more civilized way? What do you think?"

This is how the old Chinese do things, they always like to have a legitimate reason.

Don’t worry about what the specific situation is... In short, we, the simple and honest old Chinese, have always been forced to fight back passively by the evil foreign races.

Don't ask us why those unsintegrated foreigners are in the desolate land, and don't ask why the tribal leaders are singing and dancing in the royal city...

Maybe, I really like it.

After all, if you don’t really like someone, who would be willing to be a bootlicker?
【“…”】

Nenasha stared at Herbert silently for a while, and asked impatiently: [“So, are you going to say it or not? If you don’t want to say it, there’s no need to talk about so many other topics.”]

"Say it! Of course!"

Herbert patted his chest and said loudly, "What is our relationship? How could I hide something from you? Don't you think so?"

what relationship?
The God of Harmony wanted to sneer loudly.

Ah.

Is it a relationship of helping you push back? Or a relationship of keeping watch for you?

Herbert smelled some resentment, coughed lightly without making any expression, stopped making jokes, and got to the point.

"You also know that the Eldar Territory, which is in its early stages, needs three things most."

"First of all, we need a wise and powerful leader - well, this requirement has been met."

"The second is the construction of infrastructure. We now have existing wells, but we still need other facilities."

"Finally, and most importantly, there must be a sufficient population of residents to serve as a labor force."

“The construction of the former is actually inseparable from the help of the latter.”

This world has magic, and some construction can indeed be completed with the help of magic.

But magic is not omnipotent.

The high cost and high spellcasting requirements make it extremely difficult to "build a city entirely with magic."

It's not that it can't be done. In ancient times, there were various legends about floating cities and information about various magical cities.

But it was obvious that those were not things that Herbert could consider now. He was not even worthy of dreaming about it!

No money, no deserve.

Money is not all powerful.

But without money, that is absolutely impossible!
To ordinary mortals, Herbert is indeed a rich man.

Having inherited the wealth left by his mother, even if he became a playboy, squandered it and indulged himself in sensual pleasures every day, it would be enough for him to spend a comfortable old age.

But his wealth was far from enough.

In front of the real strong ones, especially those wizards and witches who spend money like water, it is simply not enough!
A wizard tower whose material cost alone is as high as millions of gold coins can be regarded as the embodiment of the concept of being rich enough to rival a country.

You know, for a small country like the Frost Crystal Kingdom, the total tax revenue for a year is less than 50,000 gold coins.

If one wants to devote all the strength of the country, completely disregarding other things, suspending all development of the entire country, and frantically collecting money without caring about the lives of the people, it will take 20 years to gather the most basic financial requirements...

Not to mention, many of the materials needed are scarce and cannot be bought even with money.

What is always more important than financial resources is strength.

If you have financial resources but no strength, you are like a child walking through the busy streets with gold bricks in his arms, a lamb that can only be slaughtered.

As for the Eldar Lord at the moment, it has some strength now and has a lot of high-end combat power, but its financial resources are still a bit limited.

Therefore, Herbert had no choice but to make a painful decision and choose another way to save money.

"We need to find some unpaid illegal workers... well, volunteers who come here voluntarily and join us in building a beautiful home!"

"Haha, when the time comes, just sign a contract with them, and I'll decide the specific terms... I'm very familiar with this!"

There is no need to deceive them intentionally, a small text trap can lure them into the trap.

It’s just like the promise made by some unscrupulous online writers - to update four to six thousand words every day.

But in the end, only one thousand words were updated.

"I said 'four to six thousand words'. Who told you it was 'four to six thousand words'?"

Can you say he is wrong?
It was written in black and white, and he had not breached the contract.

But can such a person be forgiven?
Absolutely not!

But the problem is that all rights of interpretation are in the hands of the boss, and the humble workers are no match at all.

As long as it is done properly, such things can be easily replicated.

Her·Street lamp pendant·Beautiful vision·Bert, thought so.

I couldn't help but smile expectantly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

"What we have to do now is to find such lucky people and successfully convince them!"

After listening to Herbert's twisted theories, the God of Harmony gave a summary: ["In other words, you need slaves now, a lot of slaves."]

"Hey, hey, hey, I already said we're volunteers, don't say it so bluntly, it'll be sad for them to hear it."

Herbert always thought that he was a very soft-hearted person. He would never hurt others' self-esteem easily, let alone expose their dreams.

“Those are our future residents! They are our good brothers who work together to build our home!”

[“Oh, okay, I know it’s a resident, okay?”]

Nenasha was no match for Herbert, so she accepted the meaningless statement and continued to ask:
[“But where are you going to find residents? Don’t you want to keep the matter of the Eldar secret? Where are you going to find so many residents?”]

[“Buy slaves from the outside world? Come to think of it, aren’t you planning to rely on that little devil to find a suitable slave trade route from the nobles’ minds?”]

There are two reasons why Herbert would hand over the souls of those nobles to Kreti.

On the one hand, it is to obtain more clues about the Witch Society and prepare to deal with the enemies that are destined to be encountered.

On the other hand, he also wanted to accept the wealth behind the dark side of those nobles.

Farms, caravans, mineral resources, and...some hidden slave trade.

After the reshuffle of the upper echelons of the kingdom, a new round of power divisions will inevitably come. Although Herbert cannot appear openly, it will inevitably expose his role in this.

But he would not sit idly by and allow those who had not worked hard and had only survived by hiding to take away the benefits that belonged to him.

That belongs to him.

Herbert could share with them some of the soup they couldn't finish, but they couldn't take the initiative to grab it, and they couldn't put their hands on the meat that belonged to him!

The most important link among them was the slave trade.

Just as Herbert had thought before - when the previous big customers died, the slave traders would definitely want to find new customers.

In an age where most gods supported slavery, the slave trade would never go away.

It has even always been the biggest profit!

Not only did the nobles buy slaves to satisfy their dark desires, but some temples of the gods would also secretly cooperate with slave traders.

The churches of the gods would purchase a batch of slaves from slave traders in advance, and then send out a team to attack the slave trading guild halfway and come to heroically "rescue" the slaves.

Perform a good play of a hero saving a beauty.

In the end, those grateful slaves will be successfully recruited to become their own believers - a perfect ending!
Judging from the results alone, this seems to be a win-win situation with no losers.

The slaves gained freedom, the slave traders gained wealth, and the churches of the gods gained believers.

win!
Everyone wins, wins, wins!

But in fact, such a premise completely ignores the thoughts of the slaves.

They were not treated as equal individuals at all, and their will was completely ignored.

This is the ultimate objectification.

In the eyes of slave traders, slaves were merely commodities that could create value for themselves and could be beaten, scolded, and abused at will.

In the eyes of the Church of God, the value of slaves is merely to provide a force of faith for the gods they serve, and after their death in the future they will become consumables of the Kingdom of God.

No one cared what the slaves thought or whether they lived or died.

Corresponding to the huge profits of the slave trade were tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of poor souls who died in the slave trade.

Before becoming slaves, they also had their own lives, their own lives, and their own interpersonal relationships... but everything was shattered after the collar was put around their necks.

The slaves were bound by the power of the contract and had no way to disobey their "masters".

Every gold coin in the slave trade is stained with the blood and tears of slaves. It is filthy wealth stained with black blood.

But...so what?

No matter in which era, no matter in which world, without power, one will eventually become a toy at the mercy of others.

Carried away by fate, drifting in the tide of the times.

…No, it’s not that no one cares about slaves.

The Paladins care.

This group of stubborn guys are always at the forefront of the fight against evil!

They would care whether the slaves were well fed and clothed, whether the slaves were treated unfairly, and whether they had lost hope of survival...

If Herbert was really just a paladin of the Misty Monastery, then he would be the same as the other paladins.

If we do not accept the slave trade, we will only want to destroy it and sever the chains of this sinful desire.

But it was clear that Herbert was no ordinary paladin.

He has a very flexible moral bottom line.

The slave trade sounds very unjust and we only think of the cruel treatment of slaves.

Slave traders collected slaves everywhere and sold them as commodities, completely ignoring their will.

These are all right.

Evil, so evil indeed!

Trading with slave traders and buying slaves is also aiding and abetting the evil.

No profit leads to no extinction.

Yes, that’s absolutely true.

But in fact...if you change your perspective a little bit, the situation will become completely different.

Herbert bought them, brought them to his territory, treated them well, and gave them a brand new life.

How is this considered aiding and abetting a crime?
This clearly saved the slaves who were about to suffer a tragic fate.

Let the bigger and more cruel crimes end here!
That's right.

This is clearly saving them!
It's the same as rescuing half a pig, half a chicken, and half a duck from farmers during the Chinese New Year...

cough!
Well, most of the above is Herbert's unreasonable sophistry.

It's not that Herbert doesn't understand what he is doing. As long as he gets involved in the trade, he can be regarded as an accomplice of evil.

Such behavior is absolutely contrary to the position of the Paladin. Once known by other monks, it will definitely cause considerable turmoil.

After carefully considering the risks, Herbert still firmly chose to carry out his plan.

Today, Herbert is not qualified to be a pioneer in fighting against the tide of the times, nor can he become a thorn standing on the opposite side of the world.

So... buy it!

Population is essential to the Eldar Territory, and slave population is an indispensable part of it.

Although the plan was prepared in this way, Herbert did not intend to start this part directly at the moment.

The time is not yet ripe.

On the one hand, purchasing slaves takes time. It is impossible to place an order today and have them delivered the next day.

Besides, Herbert doesn't accept just anybody. He has certain requirements and standards.

On the other hand, even if the slaves arrived quickly, they would have no place to live.

The preliminary preparations have not been completed yet, so this matter will have to wait a little longer.

Thinking of this, Herbert smiled strangely and asked softly, "But who said I have to go out to look for it now?"

【"Um?"】

Nenasha was stunned for a moment, not knowing what sudden idea he had.

[“If you don’t go outside, who are you going to look for? Wait, aren’t you planning to bring those heroic spirits back?”]

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Did he set his sights on the broken heroic spirits surrounding the heavy knight heroic spirits?

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a good choice. The heroes do not need food or rest, and they also have experience in building houses in the Kingdom of God. They can be called the most perfect infrastructure workers.
However, the Heroic Spirits also have a fatal problem - they are not durable.

[“Herbert, I advise you to give up temporarily before you build the Heroic Spirit Pool.”]

[“The status of those broken Heroic Spirits is special. Without the power provided by the Heroic Spirit Pool, they cannot appear for a long time.”]

Their previous appearance was triggered by the appearance of Herbert, and they usually hid in their broken soul cores.

If they are forcibly used in this state, there will be only one final outcome, which is complete demise after exhausting their power.

This was obviously not in Herbert's interest.

If you advance blindly, you will only waste all your efforts and lose everything!

Fortunately, Herbert did not lose his mind. He waved his hand, signaling Nenasha not to think too much.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. Although they are also in my plan, they are not the early pioneers."

[“What is your goal?”]

Herbert turned his head and looked into the fog. He seemed to see many figures hidden in the fog and said softly:

"Aren't there many residents in this mountain range that can be dug out?"

"Those... monsters."

Has anyone stipulated that only humanoid creatures can become subjects of the Eldar Territory?

no.

"Besides, there happens to be a very suitable candidate right now, so I can give it a try."

He clenched his half-spiritual hand, chuckled and whispered: "With the loss of the leader, the whole tribe fell into panic, and the ambitious people tried to fight for the throne..."

"Tell me, is there a better time than now to take advantage of the situation?"

(End of this chapter)