The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 155 Clarence is shaking
Bori glared at Dick and said, "I've heard that Darren can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Don't try to trick me, you evil-minded guy."

Dick muttered, "How can drinking be called a trap?!"

Bo Rui said slowly: "Tell me, why did Darren do this?"

"You can't stand seeing the weak being bullied! Darren said that his race rose up because they rebelled against slavery and oppression."

“It can’t be the whole reason, right?”

"He said he likes hardworking and simple people. Don't you find that he treats us dwarves and halflings better than he treats elves?
Let me tell you, the first people to move into the houses in the camp were us dwarves and halflings. It was not long before you came that old man Anthony completely retreated and handed over the patrol team to Darren, so Darren allocated houses to the elves. "

Bo Rui lowered his voice in surprise and said, "Is there such a thing?"

"How can there be no such thing? When Darren first arrived at the camp, who else except Alan came into contact with him, an alien.

If Alan hadn't brought Darren to me for help, and I had agreed immediately, he would never have helped me improve the dwarf musket.

Darren is a very interesting human. You will know it after you get to know him more. He likes hardworking and simple people like dwarves and halflings, and he never cares about gains and losses when helping us.

On the contrary, he doesn’t think highly of the elves, some of whom are proud.”

Bo Rui murmured quietly, "That's it!"

“As for the job recommendation, you don’t even have to go to Darren. Just tell his two assistants how many people you can provide, and they will arrange it.

As long as they live in a house and find a job, their children can naturally go to a nearby school.

As for Darren, his apprentice will report to him.

Darren has been a little crazy lately, doing experiments non-stop at the research institute. I was dragged to hammer out parts a while ago, and I only had some free time these past two days."

Borri asked, "Research on how to produce more salt?"

"I don't know about that, and I won't ask. Salt is the biggest secret in the camp, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. Even if we dwarves knew about it, it would be useless."

Bo Rui looked at Dick seriously, and Dick said, "What are you looking at?"

"No wonder you are doing so well here, it seems you have some skills."

Bori thought that although Dick looked unreliable, he had a clear mind. Whether it was the way he arranged his own people, the way he talked to him about hiring workers, his attitude towards the secret of salt, or his analysis of the dwarves' salt production, everything was correct.

Dick rolled his eyes and said, "Who am I looking down on? If I didn't dislike the fact that being a king is too much work, I could be the king."

Bo Rui really wanted to kick this guy, but after thinking it over, he decided not to and turned away.

He had to go back and arrange the recruitment and couldn't argue with this reckless guy.

Bori still did not follow Dick's instructions and directly arrange the recruitment with the two little guys, Illya and Johnson. Instead, he found Feng Yu and told him about it in person.

Feng Yu of course agreed readily. He naturally hoped that more dwarves from different clans would join the big family of the camp, so that the camp and the Dwarf Kingdom would have a deeper interest relationship.

In this way, in future wars, they will be more determined to guard the camp instead of just running back to the caves in the Snowy Mountains and acting like a coward.

The dwarves are a warlike race, and the performance of their recruits in the war is the best among the three races. How could Feng Yu bear to let them go?

Although with the progress of industrialization, the dwarves' forging skills will be replaced by more sophisticated machines, Feng Yu was still very surprised by the dwarves' natural control over machine tool finishing.

As for automated processing, electricity had just been invented, and the road to automation was still long for the camp.

In his reply letter to Clarence, Grand Magus Dempsey highly praised Clarence's progress and believed that his theory would be of great use to all fire magicians. Clarence even walked with a sense of ease.

Feng Yu found a picture frame, flattened out Demps's reply to Clarence and put it in the frame, and hung it in the research institute, which caused a huge sensation for a while.

Of course, this is another of Feng Yu’s little tricks.

Although Clarence was ranked in the upper middle level among the magicians in the camp, he did not have much status.

Because this guy's path to magic seemed to be cut off at the mage stage. He is not as good as Nitia, who is much younger than him, and is even worse than Nicole, the rising star.

Now even an elf like Clarence has made great progress by following Feng Yu. Magicians floating around out there, aren't you tempted?
Look at the praise in the reply from Grand Mage Dempsey. Are you envious?

If you are envious, come to my bowl!
After many magicians outside the institute learned about this, they rushed to the institute to find out what was going on.

Even Anthony went to the institute in person to read Demps' letter and the book that Feng Yu printed for Clarence.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Feng Yu arranged a report meeting for Clarence and invited all the magicians in the camp to attend.

Feng Yu not only arranged a paper presentation meeting in the camp, but also asked the transport team to deliver a bundle of printed books to Master Dempsey in Longyue Forest.

Look at this unit, a bundle. This is to let the magicians over there know that magic can also create sparks of love with my science and my research institute!
No, it's the spark of passion!

Even more wrong, it's just... friction causing sparks to fly!

Feng Yu originally wanted Clarence to write a message on the title page of one of the books in the bundle that was sent to the Longyue Forest and give it to Demps as a special gift. However, Clarence, the coward, showed off with the pen in his hand for a long time but didn't dare to do it!
It doesn't matter if there are no exclusive gifts. The printed book itself is enough to create a topic over there. What is this? This is a book to write a biography, an honor that many elf masters don't have.

It is precisely because of this that Clarence, the elf who has not lost his hair in middle age, has been shaking a little when he walks these days. I don’t know if it’s because of excitement, excitement, or weakness.

Feng Yu thought that this could be a precursor to heart and brain diseases such as epilepsy. He wasn't balding, so why did he start shaking in middle age?
Clarence was still shaking, Feng Yu was laughing on the side. Clarence's disciples were flipping through their teacher's books, feeling quite proud of themselves, and were especially happy that their teacher, who had been a loser for so long, had made a small comeback.

An apprentice was reading a book, smiling happily and casually saying to his fellow apprentices, "Hey, what do you think? If a wind mage can shoot out magical wind composed of flammable gases, as long as he carries a fire seed with him, can he play the role of a fire mage?"

(End of this chapter)