Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

Nairgo's words were obviously very effective, and after he left, those Bladed Tigers not only complained a lot less, but even saw that the coolies who were originally the same as themselves were transformed into big houses, rode on black-leather wolves, ate oily barbecues, and became their bosses, which were even harder, wishing that they could work twenty-three hours a day on the construction site.

And when Nelgo left, the gang almost knelt down to thank him for his reinvention.

If Nairgo hadn't figured everything out for them, they would have almost misunderstood the Orc Sky Soldiers.

Seeing this, the original foreman looked at him, his face was full of admiration, his eyes were full of adoration, and he thought to himself: If I want to talk about this cruel, whip-pumping, torturous evil person, I have seen a lot, I think I am not inferior to them by half a point, but like you, the surface is benevolent and the heart is dark, and the stomach is bad, and I am afraid that I have been arrested as a slave, and the slave is not resentful or even grateful, I am afraid that I am not able to compare with you several times.

"What I said just now, don't think I'm joking about drawing a pie." Nairgo instructed: "Find them some entertainment and make them feel happy, do you hear?" "

Entertainment?

"This... I don't understand. "

Stupid!" Nairgo looked at him with hatred, "Tomorrow, when they are under construction, you will let them build a tavern near here, and when they finish their work, will there be a place to take back the gold we gave him?"

"Then prepare them with little games inside." Speaking of this, he looked at Sylvanas, "It's like the Hearthstone you and I played before.

"In short, I want them to have fun after their work, whether he's drinking or playing cards or exercising, as long as it doesn't delay my engineering plans." Just can't let them think all day long, do you understand? The

foreman nodded again and again, and learned again, and sure enough, he lived to be old and learned to be old.

Labor union, I understand this.

Nairgo, who was both an angel and a demon just now, laughed after leaving the construction site, and he looked at Sylvanas with a smug face, "How?"

Sylvanas didn't speak, what could he say? Thank the Creator for not stuffing His evil soul into the body of the goblin?

The more Nairgo thinks about it now, the more he feels that the wisdom of the ancestors is unfathomable, or is that sentence, can you still be smarter than the ancestors?

To be fair, Nairgo's treatment of these toothed tigers is also good, they all say that there is no lunch for nothing, Nairgo has this, originally according to their previous level, at most two meals or even one meal a day, and Mr. Nairgo is kind-hearted, can't see that the pet is hungry, can only arrange a lunch for them out of his own pocket, one fish at noon each, Nairgo feels that they should knock two for themselves just for this.

"By the way, these big cats don't have leftovers, right?" Nairgo believes that if there are vices, they must be eliminated from the beginning, they cannot be too arrogant and lascivious, they cannot live too well, otherwise who will want to work? It's not okay to get by.

"Be a person." Sylvanas gave him a blank look and said, "As far as the fish you caught are enough to eat, how can there be leftovers."

"I don't like to hear that." Nairgo's face was serious, "I didn't even ask them to pay for lunch."

As for whether to eat enough, Nairgo said: "Fish bones in the mouth are more or less tasteful." "

After all, it's not all played like this on TV, the cat holding the fish bone, the dog holding the meat bone.

It's really not good to soak some water as fish soup, some are good to take, and they pick and choose.

"You really don't treat them like people." Sylvanas said with admiration.

She couldn't imagine that a living person could be so vicious that she, an undead creature, could be ashamed of her.

"I think I'm a good person."

"You say." Nairgo grabbed a bladed tiger man and asked, "Do you say I'm a good man?"

"Yes, of course you are, you gave us food, you gave us dreams, you are simply the greatest benevolent person."

"I think so too." Nairgo laughed, "You go and run errands." "

If it is not my race, its heart will be different.

Nelgo didn't think that way, but he didn't think he had to be too nice to these exploitable laborers, but he couldn't resist them all thinking he was a good man.

The pie that was always in front of him filled every Tiger Man with energy.

They will never know that their output is much higher than their harvest, they only know that their efforts will really be rewarded, so they will work seriously.

How could he not be kind to these excellent laborers who could not be found with lanterns?

Meat to eat every day, or feline favorite fish meat (maybe), this is not much better than those wild cats in the wild who live by robbery?

"How are your soldiers training?" Nairgo suddenly asked about Sylvanas.

"It's okay." "They have at least a rough understanding of the importance of discipline," Sylvanas said.

"Just like when they trained orcs, they now undergo phalanx practice every day, including turning, and they can memorize the ballads you made up about daily prohibitions."

Nairgo nodded, he still thought that if Sylvanas couldn't let them understand the subtlety of the orc art of war, then he could only let them understand the subtlety of the art of war of the eight flags.

Get them a eight-flag system, directly barbarize, send them out one by one to catch Zhuangding, and pull them to fill in the line for armored people.

Anyway, just these bladed tiger soldiers, one less died, and those who died to the end were all those obedient people in the construction site.

How else? Originally a conquered person, and how good treatment he wanted, painting bread for them can be regarded as worthy of them, although the Bamiyan Buddha was demolished, but Nairgo could not sit there for him.

"So what about me letting you organize the blacksmith side?" Nelgo asked: "Now there are a lot of tools needed to build inside Fort Grobler.

Sylvanas immediately said: "A dozen or so blacksmiths with reasonable skills have been selected from the Gromash immigrants.

Speaking of this, she still said angrily: "If you hand over all these government affairs to me, you are not afraid that I will empty you?"

"You're my adjutant, what am I afraid of?" If I have to deal with everything, then what else will I ask you to do? "

Just as the surplus value of those Tiger Tigers was squeezed out before, Sylvanas can also squeeze it, she is a general, so she can be used to train troops, she was a queen, that is just enough to handle government affairs."

"In short, I don't have any doubts about using people, and I don't need to doubt people at all." Nairgo patted her shoulder, "I trust you."

With that, Nairgo nodded at her and withdrew his hand without leaving a trace.

Sure enough, it was a little cold.

Sylvanas was also accustomed to some physical contact with Nairgo, and she strode forward with her long legs.