"Trisey, I know you, do you have a little brother, right?" Vanswick patted a little girl's head and stuffed another pancake into her pocket. "Don't be seen, go home quickly. If you're hungry, go to the temple to find me, or wait for me here at this time tomorrow."

"Thank you, Lord Vanswick, you are the angel of our poor." The little girl said tenderly, and then ran away with the small bag of grain.

"Laomi, you greedy old lady, I know that your family has enough food to eat. I can only give you such a small bowl. Don't come again tomorrow, I'm serious."

"Hi man, look at your strong arm! Don't look at it, I think you can still support yourself! How about I'll introduce you to a job?"

...

Fanswick is not just a good person to distribute food. He is very familiar with the situation of these people, so he can always propose "better" solutions according to local conditions, and by the way, the speed of food flowing out is slower.

The temporary shortage of food in Wudong City is not serious. The great nobles and merchants have hoarded a lot. The main ones who are actually hungry are the elderly, women and children. They must save food and give the biggest labor to their families first, so that they can have the energy to go out to work so that the family will not starve to death.

...

"Okay, the busy day is over again." They drove the carriage through the streets and alleys, not only distributing it, but also delivering the food to several families who cannot go out (and occasionally cleaning up the bodies).

It was precisely because of being led by Fanswick to do this every day that they knew everything about the downtown area.

After the food was sent, several pastors and others found a location near the river bank and opened their heads to ventilate. When they looked back at the community that had returned to quiet and peaceful, they felt full of accomplishment.

In Wudong City, where riots are frequent, there are no riots in this urban area, and they have made great contributions to their work.

"Vanswick, you are simply a saint sent by God." One of the pastors couldn't help but say, and the people around him nodded, and they couldn't hide their admiration when they looked at Vanswick. What Vanswick did these days not only conquered them, but also everyone they dealt with.

"No, I'm just an ordinary elf, because I can't make food out of thin air." Vanswick sighed, shook his head helplessly as if he had remembered something.

"The real saint has someone else. He is my friend and has a golden heart. He conveys the food he has collected to me every day so that we can take out the food and distribute it... What's funny is that there are rumors everywhere in Wudong City that are not conducive to him, but only I know how much he has made to this city silently!"

"Let's go, let's go to the share of tomorrow. You can watch it around you and it's best not to let people see it."

Fanswick drove the carriage and turned around, and the direction of driving was the original site of the "Tausente" store.

On the way, a pastor couldn't help asking. "Vanswick, I heard that he is a slut and you are pursuing Lord Arribes, why are your relationship with him so good?"

Fanswick smiled casually, "Because my goal is always three people together."

What?!

...Your elves are so messy.

****

"Damn Dragon, he's the beast!"

But looking at the person in the mirror who was gently stroking his buttocks, his eyes were shy, his skin was white and red, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger, even the female legendary wizard felt shy. Is it me in this mirror?

"No, I can't continue like this... I will become more and more inseparable from him. I clearly agreed to be the only time."

I knew how many times it happened, but she didn't even believe what she said. The female legend gritted her teeth and opened the portal and left directly. But after a moment, another small portal opened and a note fell on the bed.

[I'll arrange some things and come back soon.]

Still can't let go...

When the female legend left, Chen Yan was explaining the techniques of magic arrows to the elves downstairs. He turned to look upstairs and continued to teach.

The elves stood up straight with their hands behind their backs and listened very seriously, almost taking notes with a small notebook.

Regarding the profession of "Magic Shooter", Yue Gui has long compiled a complete set of training and advancement methods, and Chen Yan further improved it. Chen Yan always believed that he did not do one percent as much as Yue Gui, which is actually not the case.

Laurel's "Magic Shooter" profession system has high requirements for users. In addition to archery talent, it also requires at least mastering the ability of three-ring magic, which means that the basic attributes must be at least agility greater than 20 and intelligence greater than 15!

This kind of talent is rare among elves. 15's intelligence can already be used as a low-ring magician... Perhaps in order to avenge the revenge of being rejected by the Royal Guards, when Laurel came to the Royal Guards again, he used this standard to select new professional seed players.

But Chen Yan is different. The requirements of "Soul Arrow" and "Rain of Battle Arrow" are indeed relatively high, but if you cannot use the complete version, you can always use the incomplete version. The barrage is too thin and can be compensated by the number of people. Even if you cannot use the incomplete version, you can still find common sense about the "Guiding Arrow" and "Explosion Arrow" and "Destroying Arrow" and "Destroying Arrow" that can really not have any enchantment arrows that enhance lethality.

Even if he couldn't even do the enchant arrow at once, Chen Yan still had a way to warm up!

A common concept in fairy tale novels is to carry the arrows around you every day and use your own magic to polish them little by little. As long as you work hard to grind the iron rod into a needle, even if the magic is poor and you can't even use a zero-ring trick, you can still turn the arrows into enchanted arrows by hard work!

Chen Yan is not just lowering the threshold for careers, he just cut the threshold!

Chen Yan hates the behavior of "teacher must hide one hand". He either doesn't teach, and if he wants to teach, he will explain the principles carefully. As for the lack of seeds to create "soul arrows", there is nothing he can do about this.

It is precisely because of the easy-to-understand magic saber skills taught by Chen Yan that everyone can learn that the girls in the Asahima tribe will collectively improve their strength regardless of their qualifications.

I can't blame the elves for being more surprised the more they learn, because I always feel that this is not a new profession, but a digging of the roots of the old profession "archer"... What a red chicken!

The tragic situation of Wudong City has been brought here with the caravan, but in these ten miles of different villages, hundreds of miles of customs, and multiple ethnic groups, it has not caused much trouble. Because there are people from all over the fortress, but few think they are from Wudong City.

The only secretary who was sent to keep accounts and monitor him by the way was still forced to surrender with tears after Shen Yan kept threatening to send him back... Damn, that was a plague! Nasher was afraid, and he was also afraid.

When Chen Yan's lecture came to an end and he waved his hand to let the elf practice on his own, an orc ran in like a gust of wind.

"Chen, Wudong City has sent people here and has brought many soldiers!"
Chapter completed!