novelaction Chapter 191 Work
Chapter 191 Work
Kurta.
"Next, I'll talk about the precautions..."
"Listen carefully, once you're inside, do more and say less, act cautiously, and whatever you do, don't offend those adults."
"It wasn't easy for you to get this position, so don't take it for granted. After all, if you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will."
"If you regret leaving now, then say so now. If you regret it later while you're inside, then I won't be able to protect you."
"Is there anything else you want to say? Go ahead and ask!"
No one spoke; everyone was on edge. In fact, they had already learned all the things they needed to pay attention to before they came, and the person in charge was testing them by asking these questions.
Seeing their demeanor, the manager nodded to himself. His job was to screen these people and ensure they wouldn't cause trouble, and judging from the current situation, most of them seemed to have decent professional skills.
"Next, let's begin assigning tasks..."
"you go........"
"you......."
"You guys..."
"You... Little Doc?"
As they were talking, the person in charge came up to Little Doc and was taken aback when he saw the boy.
Because he knew the boy; to be precise, he lived on the same street as the boy.
When did you participate?
The man in charge frowned. He remembered that the boy's father was a blacksmith whose greatest wish in life was for his son to inherit his blacksmithing skills. He often talked about this, and almost everyone in the neighborhood knew about it.
But now, this little boy, who should have been learning his craft from his father, has come to this place, which makes the person in charge very puzzled.
"I want to work for the rats."
The boy touched his hair and said with clear eyes.
"Have you thought this through? I remember you want to become a blacksmith, right? If you enter this place, you can't easily quit, or you won't be able to be a blacksmith anymore."
"Alright, I'll remove your name from the list right now. You can go back home. There's no need for you to come to this unfamiliar place."
As he spoke, the steward was about to cross out Little Doke's name with his pen, but upon seeing this action, Little Doke showed a look of panic.
"No, no, no, I just want to work here. Becoming a blacksmith or something is not my dream at all."
"My dream is to become a great magician!"
"I heard the wages here are quite high. If I save up a lot of money, I can go to magic academy!"
Little Doc suddenly grabbed the steward's sleeve, fearing that he would be removed from the list.
Magician?
The steward was immediately stunned. He hadn't expected Little Doc to be such an unrealistic person. Was becoming a magician so easy? Every magician was basically a genius chosen from among thousands. He didn't believe Little Doc had such talent.
A blacksmith's son is still a blacksmith; it's best to avoid having unrealistic dreams.
Of course, the manager only thought this to himself and did not say it out loud to discourage him.
"Fine, fine, I don't care what happens to you anymore, but I hope your father won't be angry if he finds out about this."
Because of Doc's persistent nagging, the steward had no choice but to put down his pen. After all, this wasn't his son, and he didn't need to meddle.
"Thank you uncle!"
Seeing that the steward no longer crossed out his name, Little Doc was delighted and quickly praised the steward sweetly.
At the same time, he was secretly excited. As long as he could work here, he would be one step closer to the magic academy.
Although people often say that those ratmen are terrifying, but... but... there's just too much here!
I'm sorry, Dad, I really don't want to become a blacksmith.
If I were to become a blacksmith, I wonder how long it would take to forge iron before I could go to magic school.
"Since you've decided to work here, we'll naturally assign you a place."
"Let me see, next, where we need more people..."
...............
Crunch!
A traditional Chinese-style door slowly opened, and a man dressed in a Taoist robe walked out from behind it, then looked at the nervous little Doc at the door.
"You're the new guy?"
"Yes, yes! I'm new here, sir."
When the man asked him a question, Little Doc nodded quickly, and at the same time, he was also mentally assessing the other person.
If I'm not mistaken, the person in front of me dressed in strange clothes should be my colleague. After all, everyone here is a rat-man, and only the service staff are human.
He doesn't look very fierce...
Little Doc blinked, looking sincerely at the man before him, awaiting his next command.
"Come with me."
Ernst didn't say much to the newcomer, Little Doc, but his expression was relatively mild. After all, with a new errand boy, his workload would definitely decrease, making things much easier.
"Good good."
Seeing Ernst turn around, Doc quickly followed, as if afraid that the other side would shut him out.
Behind that wooden gate lay a view that little Doc had never seen before.
The first thing that catches the eye is two fields, one on the left and one on the right of the main road, planted with many plants that Little Doc doesn't recognize.
They come in all sorts of colors; some are thick and robust, some are brightly colored, some are pleasing to the eye, and some are strangely shaped.
Of course, there are some plants that Little Dok recognizes, such as crabapple, a plant that is very common in the Jinming Desert, and it is also cultivated here.
What Little Doc was more curious about was why a field was specially set up in this place to cultivate plants.
Could it be that... the owner of this place likes plants?
Ernst noticed the confusion in Doc's eyes, but he didn't explain; it wasn't time for him to work yet.
After passing through a cluster of Chinese-style buildings, Little Doc and his companion arrived at a small courtyard.
"Put it on."
Enco led little Doc to a bedroom and took out a folded garment. When little Doc unfolded it, he found that it was exactly the same as the garment Ernst was wearing.
Why are you wearing such strange clothes?
Despite his doubts, Little Doc immediately changed into the new clothes. He was a man of action, and since the other side had asked him to change, he certainly wouldn't ask any questions.
"not bad."
Ernst glanced at Doc's attire and praised him with a smile, but then his expression gradually turned serious.
"If you're all changed, come with me. We're going to see..."
"That sir."