I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 303 We want to work too!

"This name signifies that you are my disciple, and only I and my disciples can call you that. Do you understand?"

After Li Mosi finished speaking, she asked a question.

He stared at Zi Mo for a long time.

What do you think?

"Yes, Zi and Mo understand."

Zi Mo could pronounce both words fluently on their own, but she hesitated for a moment.

Seeing him exchange greetings and stand up, Li Mosi introduced him to his fellow disciples.

"Now that you have become my disciple, you should also get to know my other disciples."

He first pointed to Zi Yi.

"The path to knowledge is not based on age, but on who comes first. The first one is the elder brother or sister. This is Ziyi, meaning the first disciple, your senior brother."

Zi Yi straightened up, and Li Mosi began to explain.

"'Senior brother'. 'Senior' means you were taught by the same teacher. 'Brother' means elder brother."

"He received my teachings before you, and he came here before you, so he is the older brother. You can call him Ziyi, or Senior Brother, or Senior Brother Ziyi is fine too."

Although there was no need to make the address so complicated, he still decided to mention everything that needed to be said.

"Senior Brother Ziyi."

Zi Mo exchanged greetings with his hands clasped, choosing the longest form of address.

"Um."

Zi Yi nodded gently with a smile.

He has another younger brother!

Mercer raised an eyebrow, seemingly puzzled.

Li Mosi then pointed to Zi'an.

"This is Zi'an, my second disciple. An means peace, safety, and no danger. She is your senior sister."

"'Jie' means older sister. You can call her Zi'an, or Shijie, or Zi'an Shijie."

Zi Mo exchanged blows and bowed once more.

"Senior Sister Zi'an."

"Um."

Zi'an nodded in response, just like Zi Yi.

She seemed a little uncomfortable.

Li Mosi then looked at Zi Yi and Zi An, pointing to Zi Mo.

"From now on, Zi Mo will be your junior brother. 'Junior' means younger brother."

Ziyi and Zian nodded again and spoke together.

"Zi Mo".

"Zi Yi, Zi An."

Zi Mo nodded, mimicking their gesture.

He was no longer as serious as before.

He noticed that the two of them didn't seem to care much about etiquette, and his late master didn't seem to care much either.

Looking at him like this, Li Mosi knew that he had relaxed.

"From now on, we're family. Things can be more relaxed among family members."

Zi Mo nodded again, a relaxed smile on his face.

"I understand, Master."

He looked at Li Mosi, who was not much older than him.

Although he didn't address him directly as "father," and although the two were close in age, he felt a little awkward yet inexplicably relaxed.

That was a sense of belonging that had been suppressed deep in my heart by life and hadn't had a chance to surface for years.

"So... can we go to sleep now?"

As soon as the saintess spoke, the four of them all looked over.

"ha--"

She let out a big yawn, her eyes became glazed, and her body hunched over slightly from exhaustion.

It's really too late now.

Except for Zi Mo, who went home to sleep, the other four slept directly in the chief's cabin in the manor.

Breakfast was ready early the next morning.

The people gathered, drawn by the aroma of the food.

They felt a little uneasy.

Although they still get food every mealtime.

But they haven't had work since yesterday.

Will we be able to get food again?

The past ten days or so have felt like a dream to them.

I'm full, and there's meat in the food.

They never felt that being busy was such a happy thing.

Only their new house, where they now sleep, proves that what happened in the past was true.

Zi'an looked at the clansmen around her who were making preparations, as well as her and Zi Yi's apprentices, and then at the leaders who were lining up with bowls in front of the pot.

The people kept their heads down, glancing furtively at the large earthenware jar, and then lowered their heads again to avoid looking at it.

She gently nudged Li Mosi beside her.

"Master, do you really want me to come?"

Or should we let Ziyi do it?

At this moment, the four of them, along with Haji Saint, had already stood behind the pottery jar. Ziyi and Zimo exchanged a glance and then looked at Zian. Only the Saintess was listlessly dozing off, leaning against Li Mosi.

Li Mosi had no idea what she was resisting so strongly.

"Don't resist. Even if you don't manage these people in the future, can you still ignore your tribe? You did a good job the past few days, don't be afraid. Just do it that way."

Zian is such a grown man, yet he doesn't panic when fighting, but he just doesn't want to manage his people.

At times like this, she always wants someone else to come.

Now that Zi Mo is here, shouldn't she, as the senior sister, set an example?

"All right."

Although Zi'an agreed, he was still somewhat reluctant.

The clansmen and their disciples quickly prepared for the new day.

They gathered in the procession of the people, and behind the pottery jar, apart from a few people in charge of serving food, were only the four masters and disciples and Hagi Saint.

"Why is Mercer standing over there?"

"He doesn't eat?"

Hearing the chatter from the ranks ahead, Zi'an took a deep breath and addressed his subjects.

"I have something to announce before we eat!"

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Zi'an's voice didn't stop.

"Mercury has passed the test and is now a disciple of our late master! From now on, you must treat him as you would treat me!"

"Mercury?!"

"How did he become an adult?"

"What's going on?"

"Didn't he just become a free man?"

The people raised questions and began to discuss the matter.

In their concept of time, Mercer had been a free man for less than half a year.

It's no different from a few minutes ago.

But suddenly he became an equal to the lord!

He became an adult right away!

But these voices were also suppressed by Zi'an.

"He will no longer be the captain of Lakeside Manor. Whoever passes the next test will become the captain!"

The voices of the people were silenced, and they quieted down.

Zi'an didn't care whether they responded or not.

She then got down to business.

"Your house is finished, but there's still a lot of work to be done!"

"Except for the artisans' families, all adult men in the manor, step forward!"

Upon hearing her words, the people immediately sprang into action.

The other leaders dispersed, and the adult men stepped forward from the ranks.

Dozens of adult men gathered in front of the pottery jar, each trying to tilt their heads back and straighten their bodies to make themselves look more energetic and stronger.

There is only one situation where an adult male is specifically called out.

That means the lord must choose the strong!

This is more than Ziyi had expected.

He can tell just by looking at the number of legs.

Zi'an nodded.

"You will be building more houses next, but this time you will be building them in the tribe, which means you will be building them at my home. It will take a day to get there from here. You will need to bring all the oxcarts from the estate. You will need to dig up clay and stone bricks again to rebuild the houses."

"The work ahead is urgent and tiring. As compensation, you will be provided with three full meals a day, and each person will receive three days' worth of food for every day they work. Anything you'd like to say?"

Three meals a day!

There are only three days' worth of food left!

"Thank you, sir!"

"I do!"

"It is my honor to work for adults!"

The leaders who stepped forward had flushed faces; some stood there straight and shouted, while others tried to exchange greetings.

After they finished shouting, a rather childish voice rang out.

"Sir! We want to work too!"

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