Chapter 232 231 Once again, make the best use of everything.
Chapter 232 231. Once again, making the best use of everything is really a virtue! [Please vote for 610 monthly]
"It's quite formal, and it feels exactly like a job interview."
When the sun was rising, as the Executive Yuan went to work, Old Chen, who had changed into the attire of a trainee administrator, played with the psychic dog tags and calculation orbs in his hands, and left here under the leadership of his two students.
The outfit he wears, which is very similar to a casual suit, was designed and made by another famous manufacturing player, "Mrs. Gentle Water" and her apprentices. It has been unanimously approved by the glorious Transian civil servants.
Recognition.
Mrs. Shui received more than 1,000 gold coins from this design task alone.
This is enough to prove that manufacturing seems to be the current version of "the son of the version."
Professor Chen also has a new understanding of this game. Just now, he, Archon Miriam and Professor Malcolm talked for a while, and he easily used his own solid skills for decades.
His professional knowledge conquered the two chief officials.
Especially Professor Malcolm.
He is a genuine professor at the Chardeau Artisan University, so he can naturally tell the difference between a true master and a charlatan at a glance.
Therefore, when Old Chentou left, Professor Malcolm had already begun to call him "Master", and Governor Miriam did not hesitate to award the "Old Man from the Construction Site" the very formal title of "Chief Architect of Transia".
The title and full authority in charge of territorial planning and construction.
This made Professor Chen become the "top horse" in the administrative profession, surpassing the three brothers of dump truck, shovel and full insurance semitrailer. However, the three brothers had no complaints about this. After all, Mr. Chen was really capable.
Boss.
The only problem now is that Old Chen is still a player in essence. Although he came to Transia to "guide the work", his career path still has to be "killing monsters and upgrading" step by step.
"8 points of thinking, 6 points of charm, and five character specialties. Teacher, this is the starting template for the 'Chosen One'."
The gray man squinted at Old Chen as he fiddled with the character interface projected on the calculation orb in his hand. Although it was still 30 points, this kind of full value for a certain value is still very rare among today's young players.
Even more rare are Lao Chentou’s five character traits:
[Architect], [Design Master], [Educator], [Informed·Charisma Judgment +2] and [Extreme Learning·Learning Power X1.5 times, Study Time -20%.].
There is no combat specialty here, but it is definitely a ceiling-level existence for administrative professions.
The most awesome thing is that Lao Chentou is probably the only player in the game who was born with a "profession". The main profession of his three career columns was fixed as "Architect" at birth, and he switched to Administration.
After becoming a professional, his second secondary career also became "Reserve Village Chief".
"Old man, I've been working on construction sites all my life. Isn't it normal to have these characteristics?"
Faced with the surprise of the gray duster and the brick mover, the old professor himself looked indifferent.
Although I don’t say it with my mouth, I am actually very satisfied in my heart.
In particular, the respectful attitude of the two NPCs greatly satisfied his self-esteem as an intellectual. He also belongs to the category of master, and he can also easily judge whether the person opposite is really capable or a fool.
Miss Miriam is obviously a little unfamiliar, but Professor Malcolm is definitely an academic researcher like him.
It is said that he is a history professor at one of the three universities in this game. No wonder when talking to him, it always feels like attending a seminar in school.
"Oh, in your words, the map hasn't been opened yet. Otherwise, I really want to go to Chardeau Artisan University and have a look. What is the difference between this and our university?"
Old Chen was in a good mood and glanced at his main mission.
Although he has just entered the game, the first task he triggered was to make a pre-construction master plan for five collective farms. This difficulty level has already surpassed all tasks that have appeared in the game so far.
But this is nothing to Old Chen, as he has done similar work many times before.
Designers of his era always had to do a lot of practical work. Although they were always ridiculed by the new generation as having no style or imagination, from a pragmatic perspective, Murphy would rather trade 100 postmodern designers for one.
Professor Chen is pragmatic enough.
"Let's go, let's go to the designated areas of those farms first."
Old Chen waved and planned to walk.
But the Asher had already made arrangements for his mentor. A black carriage that was not luxurious but very practical was parked at the entrance of the Executive Yuan. The two assistants of the Asher, Sister Palin, and his three apprentices were all in the carriage.
Waiting.
"This is my mentor, Professor Chen, a true master of architecture."
The grayer proudly introduced his apprentices and assistants. The five of them saluted Old Chen in unison, but the old man easily discovered that these two girls who looked very similar seemed to be more similar to his apprentices.
Get closer.
He shook his head and glared at the gray man fiercely.
Obviously, he couldn't stand this kind of behavior because of his strong character.
But the Gray Man is also suffering. He really doesn't want to do anything weird. As the player is now controlled by Master Murphy, even if he wants to do bad things, he has no ability!
"Teacher, I'm going to apply for a guard for you."
The brick-carrying man realized that something was wrong and immediately rubbed oil on his feet. He ran and shouted:
"The consul has specially assigned two elite witch hunters to serve as bodyguards for you. I'll go get them for you. Let's meet at the farm."
He ran away in a flash, leaving only the old professor with a gloomy face and his students on the carriage.
The scolding along the way made the gray man miserable, and he felt more and more that it was a wrong choice to involve the teacher in the game.
But it's too late to regret now.
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In the next few days, everything went according to plan.
Combat professional players are very fast at clearing out jackals in the wild, and as their levels increase and their coordination becomes more skillful, Happy Stick's 30-person team alone has already picked several large lairs in succession, and other individual players have also taken the initiative.
Form a team to explore similar places.
They soon discovered the second fun of this event besides the scoreboard.
You see, the main role played by the jackals in Transia is that of bandits who rob homes, right?
Since he is a bandit, he must be hunted!
Although the robbery style of jackals has always been about people and money, and for them robbery is just to meet the most basic physiological needs, that is, to fill their stomachs, over time, the loot in some jackal bandit dens has also
It has accumulated to a very rich level.
The chaotic state of Transia provides no channel for the Gnolls to "sell their stolen goods." Even the craziest underground gangs dare not do business with the Gnolls. Who knows that one day they will become meat in the Gnolls' pot?
In this case, when players capture some large nests, their subsequent rummaging can bring them extremely generous "profits."
Although there is not much currency in it, and you may occasionally find "suspicious meat", something that makes people frightened and frightened when you think about it, the loot found in the lair can be exchanged for money at the NPC!
This is not bad!
Not only can you increase the points pool, but you can also explode gold coins?
Oops, fellow Jackal, you are so polite!
"These things are of very average value, but they can indeed be used in the reconstruction of Scarlet Castle. Warriors, this is the reward you deserve!"
On the edge of the Dark Barony, in the temporary camp established by the Cadman People's Army, Maxim, who brought the new recruits to train, handed a bag of gold coins to the three eager young players in front of him and watched them smile.
Turn around and leave.
Maxim showed a rather strange and helpless expression under his visor.
He looked back at the three large boxes that were delivered by three young players on a cart. The dried blood stains on them proved that they must be trophies found in the jackal's lair. Inside the boxes were stacks of some items that were not well preserved.
The damp fabric should be handmade cloth rolls from the Glace Bay area.
There is also a box of preliminary tanned leather, which is in pretty good condition.
These three boxes of things could be sold for about 60 gold coins in the former Cadman City, and the box of leather alone could be sold for 40 gold coins. This was still the purchase price. But just now he only gave the young players 10 gold coins plus dozens of
A silver coin is enough to make them smile.
“It’s really useful.”
Maxim sighed in a low voice and asked his quartermaster to register these supplies into the warehouse.
At the entrance of the camp, a group of gray-faced recruits were returning with several black iron-level Jackals tied up with ropes. They were all supporters seconded to the Happy Stick team this morning. Looking at the looks of these recruits, you knew that their battle was not easy.
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Fortunately, there were not many casualties.
It seems that the warriors abided by the agreement and did not use the new recruits as cannon fodder.
This discovery made Maxim even more satisfied.
Although Lord Murphy's warriors are very useful, their number is too small. To truly defend the territory, elite local soldiers must be trained.
This jackal siege comes at the right time. The current 300 members of the Cadman People's Army must pass the test of this actual combat before they can be assigned a more important mission.
Maxim planned to train the loyal soldiers he brought out with his own hands as future commanders. Once the captured armed blood servants were sent back, large-scale army building would be put on the agenda.
With these 300 veterans who have experienced the Cadman disaster and various actual battles as the main body of the new army, Maxim is confident that he can train an army for Lord Murphy that can fight in a battle before the black disaster comes.
"My lord, we have enough new batch of gladiators."
The heir named Norbert came to report to Maxim. At dusk, he wrapped himself tightly to avoid direct sunlight, and said in an uncomfortable hoarse voice:
"People from the Blood Rat Gang are here to receive it. Ms. Dorothy wants to talk to you. She said she has a mission from Count Murphy."
"Um?"
Maxim made a confused nasal sound.
He assigned Norbert a task and then went to contact him. At this time, four carriages were parked behind the camp, with metal cages set up on the carriages. The soldiers were sending the elites and black iron gnolls captured during the battle into the cages.
middle.
These ferocious guys have been injected with a weakening potion, which is enough to ensure that they do not cause trouble before being sent to the fight club.
Some guys in black uniforms with sly eyebrows were holding whips and standing guard. These were the newly recruited members of the Blood Rat Gang, while their leader "Razor" Dorothy was leaning in front of the first carriage, bored.
Playing with a strange-looking short knife.
Maxim had never seen such a strange short blade.
That thing was obviously a recurve blade made to imitate an eagle's claw. There was a ring at the end, which looked quite weird. Dorothy put the claw knife on her finger like a butterfly piercing a flower, showing off her strong hand skills.
She quickly noticed Maxim's eyes, and generously threw the black annealed claw knife with beautiful moiré patterns over her, letting the vampire warrior hold it in his hand.
"A very good weapon, right? It is very suitable for the assassin's style. I occasionally saw the mountain blacksmiths making similar weapons in the camp, so I ordered 50 of them for my subordinates to use.
I call it 'Rat Paw' as the new symbol of the Blood Rat Gang."
Dorothy put her hands on her hips and said something, and then whispered to Maxim:
"You are the operator of the Fight Club. Tonight is the opening day of the second gladiatorial tournament. Why don't you return to the city and take charge personally?"
"I have more important tasks, and you also promised to run that place well. If you can't do it, it proves that you are worthless! In Transia, ruled by Master Murphy, worthless guys can't live long.
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The kindness of the master is a virtue of a superior person, but unfortunately, I do not possess it."
As Maxim moved his fingers, he held the claw knife in the air and made a piercing whistle.
He made a few combat moves and was very satisfied with this vicious weapon. He seemed to have seen its fierce appearance when it sliced through the enemy's throat, and he conveniently put it into the combat bag on his waist.
He raised his head and said to Dorothy:
"Tell me, what's your mission?"
"It's a very strange mission."
Dorothy curled her lips and whispered to her temporary superior:
"It was some brave warriors who found me and asked me to cooperate with them in doing something.
They brought a strange jackal with them, talking about Lord Murphy's new servant. They wanted me to resell the jackal gladiator that had survived three battles to them at a low price, and wanted to give it to the weird jackal who was thin and could talk.
Used by people to form clans.
I don't know what your lordship means.
But this kind of thing has never happened in Transia in the past, so I will take the opportunity of receiving the gladiator to ask you.
I heard that you are Lord Murphy’s most trusted person, maybe you can explain to me the deeper meaning of this matter?”
"Lord Murphy's warriors are supremely loyal. You don't have to doubt them. They said it was the lord's order. Just carry it out."
Maxim shook his head and said:
"If the lord thinks you shouldn't know, then there's no need for you to come and ask me."
"But I'm actually not interested in the truth. I just want to find someone to blame."
Dorothy shrugged and said straightforwardly:
"Look, I reported it to you, so if this causes trouble later, I won't be blamed. This is the survival rule for us underground rats."
"Such cunning is not the work of a warrior."
Maxim waved his hand and said:
"But this has nothing to do with me. I'm just taking care of you temporarily. When Adele comes back, you will be her trouble. How is the situation on the third floor of the sewer now?"
"same as usual."
Dorothy curled her lips and said:
"All the warriors who are not afraid of death have come to exterminate the gnolls. No one cares about the ghouls on the third underground floor. They have been wandering around and occasionally rush to the second floor. This is the second reason why I came to you.
I hope you can assign some veterans to form a defensive line on the second floor.
The newly recruited people under my command are all novices, and it is a bit difficult for them to deal with ghouls."
"I said, worthless guys can't live long."
Maxim said coldly:
"I will give you thirty veterans, but they will only do defense. It is your blood rat gang's task to clean up the ghouls. You must find a way to complete it! We have all cleared out the leaders of the underground ghouls.
All that remains are stragglers.
If you can't even pass this level, what qualifications do you have to serve Mr. Murphy?"
"Ah this."
Dorothy was a little confused by Maxim's arrogant and unreasonable attitude, and she asked:
"But shouldn't loyalty be rewarded? I'm just asking for help. I can't do this."
"Reward? Loyalty itself is the best reward you can get!"
Maxim interrupted her question and said:
"You have to find a way to complete your work yourself! This is non-negotiable. If you really don't know what to do, you might as well ask those warriors for help. Aren't they asking for your help?
But you have to be careful.
If you can't give them the rewards they deserve, the result won't be very good."
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Dorothy blinked, she seemed to understand what Maxim meant.
A few hours later, in the sewers of the Scarlet Castle, in the Blood Rat Gang stronghold near the Fight Club where this week's gladiator competition was about to begin, Dorothy, who had returned from a long journey, was playing with her Talon Knife while looking at her eyes.
Ashina and Lumina.
she says:
"You want those elite gladiators who can survive three games, of course I can give them to you without even requiring you to pay. But you have also seen that my Blood Rat Gang is currently seriously short of manpower, and Lord Murphy asked us to solve it
The ghoul who fell from the third floor underground.
This troubles me very much."
The cunning thief sister put her hand on the calculation orb on her chest, blinked and said to the little player in front of her:
