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Chapter 207 Managerial Collection

I'm currently reading Chapter 207, "The Gathering of Managers," and I'm completely engrossed in it.

Zi Yi felt dizzy.

Although the clan grew rapidly after the arrival of the master, almost every time the clan grew, the number of people doubled.

But this time there are way too many!

It's definitely more than double!

How can anyone possibly manage that?

He couldn't figure it out.

Zi'an already had a headache.

"That's quite a lot of people."

Zi Yi looked up at Li Mosi.

"Master, please teach me."

Just thinking about it gives him a headache!

"Don't be afraid."

Li Mosi glanced at Zi'an and gently patted Zi Yi's shoulder.

"There are more people, but the procedures are still the same. First, get them to obey."

For a civilization to develop, the number of people it needs to govern will inevitably increase.

This is only a little over two thousand people.

The combined number of men from the two baronies was roughly equal to the number of soldiers on the aircraft carrier he had crossed over from.

In his mind, Ziyi should at least have the ability to directly manage so many people. Although Zian does not have the ability or willingness now, he should start to play a supporting role.

A goblin is a goblin!

"They're just a few people in a baronial territory, and they can't even manage them all?"

The saintess spoke, attracting the attention of the three masters and disciples.

"I have more than just this many servants. But I can make them all 'uh' with just a word!"

Li Mosi didn't know what she wanted to say.

But he still covered Hagi Saint's mouth.

People are almost here, why waste time here?

"Don't say a word later, or I'll tie you up again."

No!

"Mmm!"

Seeing that Hagi Saint had nodded, Li Mosi was about to let go of his hand.

Suddenly, they heard unfamiliar sounds coming from outside the window.

"Is the new lord in here?"

The voice was calm, but sounded slightly weak and hoarse.

"That's right, go wait in the lobby."

The voice was familiar to several people; it was Ziwang.

"Someone's here."

Zi'an looked at Li Mosi.

"Master, shall we go see him now?"

"Of course."

The saint spoke.

"Guests may only enter after the host has entered. If he walks in first, wouldn't that imply he's of higher status than us?"

Is that so?

Li Moss was not aware of this rule.

He thought he should do what he had heard before his time travel and deliberately leave the guests waiting.

He nodded and looked at Ziyi.

"Then let's go down."

"Okay!"

Zi Yi stretched his joints and took a deep breath.

"I'm ready!"

……

Aison watched Zwan leave, then glanced at the goblins and children dressed like slaves behind him, then at the spears in their hands, and finally looked at the Stern mansion in front of him.

It's been over ten years since I last came here.

Since his falling out with Baron Stern, the two have never formally met again.

He entered the main courtyard and immediately saw the bound soldiers and servants, as well as a large group of goblins and people dressed as slaves, some guarding and some resting.

"Aison! Kill these heretics!"

"Quickly use your divine magic to finish them off!"

When the butler's two sons saw the pastor, they cried out as if they had grasped at a straw.

But Aison ignored them.

Who exactly is this new lord?

Why are all these warriors goblins and slaves?

Why are these goblins and slaves so orderly?

Along the way, he saw neither looting nor goblins mating with anyone.

These people were even more orderly than the soldiers in the territory.

This made him somewhat curious.

Although Aisong was curious, he didn't stop and went straight into the main house.

There was no light source inside; the only illumination came from the faint light coming through the windows.

He turned to look at the hall on the left.

Then he froze.

Inside the hall, besides the main seat, only four chairs closest to the door remained by the long table; the other chairs were nowhere to be seen.

The tall butler was tied up with green rope and thrown to the ground without making a sound.

Aisong's eyes shifted slightly as he looked toward the person in the main seat.

A goblin is sitting in the main seat?!

He was surprised and quickly looked at the three figures behind the main seat.

Behind the main seat stood a young man dressed as a craftsman.

Aison tried to recall, but he had no recollection of the face. He only thought the young man was quite handsome and had a noble air about him, which didn't quite match the craftsman's attire.

He then looked to the left of the young man.

There stood a tall figure with a pair of ears resembling those of a brown bear on its head.

This is a bear-beastman!

But why is he wearing armor with the coat of arms of the Baron Stern family?

That's Baron Stern's armor!

Did they defeat Baron Stern?

With a hint of doubt, Aisong shifted his gaze slightly to the right.

This time he saw a beautiful girl.

The girl had golden hair, a color reserved for high-ranking nobles.

Her identity must be extraordinary, and the robe she was wearing was quite respectable, the style of which resembled a church robe, but he couldn't see any symbols on the robe.

No.

To be honest, these people are all very strange.

The bear-beastman's race is wrong, the goblin's behavior doesn't match the rumors, the girl's location is wrong, and the young man's clothing is wrong.

They're wrong about everything!

As Aison observed the four, the four were also sizing him up.

Li Mosi immediately recognized his identity from the iron sun-shaped pendant with a simple line drawing hanging on his chest.

The priest was wearing a robe similar in style to that of Saint Hagi.

The hem of the robe reached all the way to the ankles; anyone who needed to do any hard work would not wear such a long robe.

Compared to Hagi Saint's magnificent robes, the priest's robes were devoid of any decorations and were made of only rough yellowish-white woolen cloth.

Perhaps due to years of washing, the color of this wool robe has turned an unnaturally pale white.

Over his robe, the priest also wore an undyed coarse cloth cloak.

After looking at his clothes, Li Mosi looked at the pastor's face.

He couldn't tell the priest's age by his hair color because the priest was wearing a soft leather hat without a brim.

Judging from the deep wrinkles on the pastor's face, he was at least forty years old.

[Target states: doubt, aging, health]

Zi'an found it somewhat strange.

Why doesn't this manager look rich?

The saint nodded slightly.

The pastor certainly looked like a Night Watchman.

"Aison, please sit down."

After remaining silent for a while, Zi Yi finally spoke.

"Yes."

Aison nodded and pulled out the chair opposite them to sit down.

clap clap clap...

A hurried sound of footsteps approached from outside the main gate of the house and then stopped beside it.

Then, a middle-aged man with brown hair walked in.

Li Mosi noticed that he was wearing a green robe with slits on the side. The color of the robe was not as bright as the high-end fabrics he had seen in the warehouse; it was at most of average quality, but it was clean and tidy enough.

Over his robe, he wore a sleeveless coarse wool coat, with a leather belt around his waist. A small pouch hung from the belt, from which a feather peeked out.

[Target Status: Panic, Adult, Healthy]

Zi'an could tell at a glance that this guy often wrote and drew.

Before Zi Yi could speak, he smiled and bowed to the four people.

"My lord, I am the clerk of this territory, Sir. Just call me Calbin. I know this territory very well..."

"Carbin, please take a seat."

"Yes, sir."

Upon hearing Zi Yi's calm words, Carlbin quickly moved to a seat away from the butler.

Aison gave him a cold look, while Calbin stared down at the table.

Snap, snap, snap...

As the last steady footsteps approached from outside the door, Li Mosi knew that the managers had finally all arrived.

With a tap of the finger, one is instantly transported to the wonderful world of Chapter 207, "The Gathering of Administrators."