The scene of tens of thousands of orcs working together is truly shocking.
"Tongtong, are these the orcs from the Mysterious Beast Forest?"
"Yes, grandmother. They are the people I hired to farm the land. The Kunda people mentioned in the letter are them."
The Jun family wandered around in the space for four hours, and it was already dawn when they came out.
Jun Shutong took out half of the gold coins in the space and gave them to Yi for safekeeping.
"Mother, please keep this money. As for how to use it, please discuss it with Grandmother."
The one who was even more excited than Yi and the old lady was Jun Wansheng. His daughter's treasury was rich enough to rival a country, and he would no longer have to worry about the damn military expenses.
"My daughter, does this money really belong to us?"
"Yes, Dad. They are all plundering the people's blood and sweat. Whether we use it for business or military, it will benefit the people. We should not waste it."
"Well said. Then take some and use it for military purposes, and keep the rest as a reserve fund for my Jun family."
Since the old man has said so, no one in the Jun family will have any objection.
Jun Shutong drank a tube of invisibility potion and followed Yi to the suburban villa.
In the courtyard, various agricultural tools had been prepared long ago. As soon as Jun Shutong finished harvesting, another batch would be delivered immediately.
This time, Yi prepared enough agricultural tools for 50,000 people, all of which were piled up in a shelter on the outskirts of the city.
This shelter is full of homeless orphans. The Jun family is doing good deeds and has gathered them all together so that they can have enough food and clothes and avoid being captured by slave squads and sold to death at will.
Over the years, the old lady had been in charge of the shelter. It was not until Jun Shutong was expelled from the royal capital that she gradually delegated power and let her trusted subordinates take charge.
Of course, the Jun family cannot support them for their entire lives. People have to walk their own path in life.
For the older children, people were sent to teach them how to read and practice martial arts. Whether they joined the army as servants or worked as shop assistants in the future, they would all have enough food to eat.
Jun Shutong took a look around the shelter and found that many children were disabled, with countless of them missing limbs, and less than 50% of them were truly healthy.
【System, how are they disabled? 】
[Host, as you guessed, they were either intentionally harmed or abandoned as children and then beaten to disability. In short, all of these were caused by various human factors.]
Jun Shutong clenched her fists, unclenched them, and clenched them again. She hated those who harmed the child so much. Looking at the two-year-old child who had lost ten fingers and could only eat while lying on the ground like a dog, she seemed to see the scene in northern Myanmar again.
[Host, forget it. This isn't China after all. They're lucky to be alive.]
Jun Shutong withdrew his thoughts and returned to the villa from the shelter, where Philip immediately came to greet him.
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