Undead Scourge who love farming

After successfully getting Alice into school, Lauren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the feeling of having a time bomb next to you all day and constantly worrying about it exploding is really torturous.

Every day, I not only need to guess her mood from her various behaviors, but also analyze her possible psychological problems and come up with countermeasures based on my shallow psychological knowledge from my previous life.

The most important thing is to prevent the other person from committing suicide.

Since taking Alice in for the past ten days, he has devoted most of his energy to her.

Although little girls are quite pleasing to the eye, raising them is really too tiring; it's not as considerate as having your own maid.

Fortunately, I can no longer see the other person.

Thinking about this, Lawrence took a sip of coffee and felt his mood improve a bit.

As expected, running away is useless, but it feels great.

After a brief relaxation, Loren called his young maid over to begin preparations for a new round of development for the territory. At the same time, he would also do the most important thing since the territory's founding: to establish a government.

Previously, the city's population was small, and he could barely maintain anarchy by relying on the pressure of the undead army. But now the population is slowly increasing, and if he doesn't form a government soon, his city will truly become a city of sin.

After giving instructions to the maid, he began preparations for the meeting.

Half an hour passed quickly.

At this moment, in the conference room of the city lord's mansion, a dozen or so people sat at both ends of a long table. Most of these people were very young, and their clothes were only slightly better than those of ordinary farmers.

Looking ahead from these dozen or so people, you can see Loren sitting in the main seat.

He was still wearing that worn-out suit, a gentle smile on his face, looking at everyone in the conference room.

I never imagined that my team would grow so big without me even realizing it.

Looking at the resolute faces of these young people, Laurent immediately felt that the future was promising.

These people were the core group he had been cultivating before he decided to develop his territory. Like Lina, they had become almost like death squads under Loren's seven or eight years of education, and there was basically no possibility of them betraying Loren. Of course, even if they did betray him, it wouldn't matter, since he had always been cautious and had made these geniuses he had cultivated sign a shameful contract of servitude from the very beginning.

Although signing a contract with their revered lord seemed like a reward to them.

After scanning his team, he turned his gaze to an elderly man who stood out from the crowd.

In this conference room filled with young people, the old man was the most peculiar presence, like a flame emerging from the ocean.

Despite Loren's gaze, the old man maintained his stern expression and remained silent.

Loren frowned almost imperceptibly. He was quite wary of this old man, after all, he was the only character whose level was higher than his own, a full five ranks higher.

Just as he transmigrated and was still unaware of what had happened, the old man appeared beside him, wearing a stern face, and said, "Young Master, it's so good that you're alright."

Loren had no memories of the original owner, so he could only pretend to have amnesia while trying to get the information he wanted from the other party.

From the other person's words, Lauren finally learned the original owner's identity: a fallen nobleman.

As for which nobleman it was and why he had fallen on hard times, the old man said nothing.

In the days that followed, the annoying old man was like a leech, following him wherever he went.

At first, Loren tried to drive him away with words, after all, he had too many secrets, whether it was his special ability to see other people's stats or his identity as the Undead Scourge, none of which he could let others discover.

No matter how much they tried to drive them away, the other party refused to give up. Even when they accidentally exposed their necromancy, the other party was only excited and said that they could take revenge.

Over the years, Loren attempted to escape more than a hundred times, but almost all of them failed. The other party was like a ghost that would never leave.

Finally, having no other option, he had no choice but to give up resisting and begin ignoring the other party.

After Loren successfully established his territory, the other party disappeared from his sight as he had wished, instead hiding in some dark corner to spy on him.

The two have maintained this tacit understanding for the past two years.

It wasn't until now, when the territory's government was being formed, that he summoned this strange old man.

Although the other party seems to be only responsible for their own safety and has no interest in participating in territory management, they are, after all, a fifth-tier being, so their opinion should still be respected.

"Ahem, alright everyone, I've called you all here today to announce the future policy of our territory."

After seeing that everyone had arrived, Lawrence stood up and announced the start of the meeting, then distributed the prepared PowerPoint presentation.

The PowerPoint presentation mainly describes the political system of the Dragon Kingdom in his previous life. Not wanting to think too much, he planned to directly apply it to his own territory.

As for whether this political system was actually suitable in the Middle Ages.

Loren said he didn't know either, so he had to try it first. If it failed, he could just change the political system. Anyway, the only person in the entire territory who could beat him wouldn't oppose him.

As for ordinary people who want to rebel, they can just be turned into undead. After all, although he can't be called a tyrant (probably?), he is not a saint either. Anyone who wants to rebel against him deserves to become an undead.

After receiving the plan from Laurent, the people at the meeting quickly became immersed in the new political system he proposed.

Before this, they had never imagined that the world could have another kind of regime.

However, these people had at least received modern education, so they were able to adapt quickly.

After reading through the entire document, they all sighed inwardly.

As expected of the lord, you are truly a genius among geniuses.

Unconsciously, their gazes toward Loren became even more adoring.

Among this group of people, the only one who stood out was the old man with a full head of white hair.

His cloudy eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. In his rigid understanding, the policies implemented in this territory had completely abolished classes such as nobles, which seemed utterly absurd to him.

How should a country or territory be governed if it no longer has nobles?

However, due to his status, he ultimately didn't say anything.

After all, he was just a butler, only responsible for the young master's safety.

After waiting for everyone for a while, Lauren began to talk about some details that were not mentioned in the PowerPoint presentation, as well as some problems that might be encountered during the process of establishing the government.

Although he had never been an official, he had at least taken the civil service exam, so he could still talk a lot about these general issues.

As for the specific tasks, he doesn't need to worry about them. After all, he is the sun of the entire territory, and he only needs to keep an eye on the general direction.

After everyone understood their tasks, Laurent announced the end of the meeting and then returned to his study.

The mysterious old man disappeared immediately after leaving the meeting room, reappearing in a corner of the territory where no one could find him.

After using magic to confirm several times that no one was around, he took out an exquisite pocket watch from his pocket and said to it.

"My lord, the territory developed by the Third Prince is doing well so far, but some of his orders are really strange."

And the pocket watch itself echoed back.

"Really? It seems my good-for-nothing brother has finally grown up."