Looking at Curse Blade, you can tell that although this guy is born as a girl, since he got the Sniper Cat, his style has changed into a tough 'family man' style, that is, he goes home to eat every night and earns his monthly salary...
Ahem, this world is not open to handing over salary cards. After all, the mortality rate in this world is relatively high. What if something goes wrong and the doctor gets a "give up on rescuing"?
In short, at the dinner table, while everyone was eating, Cursed Blade tallied up the harvest with everyone with a face full of excitement.
I also asked everyone how they think the current profit methods should be improved.
And after discovering that everyone was not very interested.
Announced the distribution of a total of 1,200 military tribute subsidies to the secret agents.
It immediately aroused everyone's enthusiasm.
…
The rabbit's eyes suddenly shone, and she revealed the strategy she had racked her brains for:
"We should take advantage of our reputation and open up new markets, but the purpose is to stabilize the existing market and increase the return rate of customers and the amount of remuneration. To put it simply, we have to find ways to make ourselves 'popular'
', and give our past customers some inexpensive gifts and small gifts to make them feel a sense of crisis and make them more willing to pay. In this way, we can avoid the situation of giving up the apple but not picking up the watermelon."
It's so evil.
This guy doesn't seem to have a fever, nor does a bespectacled kid who claims to be a detective who only goes to the top of other people's shoes inject her with a hypnotic... Gwen has a slight feeling that the rabbit's intelligence has reached this stage.
Unbelievable, but still acceptable.
At this time, I finally barely understood why Tu Xi could have a degree.
Gray Tower spoke enthusiastically:
"Perhaps, we can acquire a tabloid? Mao Deng lives on the train, and the harvest of the train is their harvest. We can completely save time and hire a large number of couriers and let Mao Deng handle it. In this way, we can transform our economic strength into economic
We use our power and rich products to let the fellow villagers hear our voices, and avoid the embarrassing situation that Gwen was framed in all of a sudden."
From a macro perspective.
Rabbit prefers to conservatively stimulate user perception, improve individual user loyalty and stimulate the potential of old markets.
Gray Tower is completely different from his appearance. He is actually a radical reformer. He has a certain degree of ambition for his work. If he had no ambition, he would not have thought of changing the new track and decided to let his own economy
Strength has the power to influence politics, which means seeking a certain right to speak.
This is of course a reasonable request.
But there's one thing Gwen isn't sure about.
Whether Long Yan is willing to accept this 'reasonable' appeal? This Yuanli user has a vision and shrewdness that transcends the times. Although he occasionally makes mistakes, he has already seen the importance of public opinion and can control some of it on the fellow account.
The public opinion position is not to be encouraged by a pile of newspapers... Gwen picked up the seaweed soup and took a sip, nodding quite satisfied with the taste. The taste is good, the cat chef is really a magical existence.
All the secret investigation talents spoke enthusiastically, from which we can see the value of the source force.
Yuanli pays attention to not only deceiving oneself and others, but at least deceiving oneself and others. Therefore, those who systematically study Yuanli and have achieved success in it have a set of feasible logic and general methods for classifying and planning complex things.
.
As Gwen watched, she could easily divide the people arguing into several categories.
Mihaila and Sparks represent a scientific outlook, that is, 'extremely conservative and extremely pioneering'. Extremely conservative means that their suggestions are simply to increase production, and naturally expand by word of mouth, and commissions also rely on word of mouth.
His reputation increased. Finally, he allocated the funds of the secret investigation branch to build a research laboratory and invest in the "Sniper Cat Academy" that Gwen mentioned. He believed that this kind of behavior was better than ignorantly touching things he didn't know.
The field is much more reliable.
Tomia is an extremely pioneering person.
This mammoth may have been attracted to the concept of secret investigation for the first time, or was fascinated by the grand goal of establishing an academy. She carefully analyzed the benefits of establishing an academy. She explained with extremely powerful eloquence that
Even without establishing a true college rich in various sciences, establishing a junior college and a temporary college' can still obtain a lot of sponsorship and benefits.
What everyone said makes sense.
It is unlikely that we can reach a conclusion in a short period of time.
Even if Cursed Blade stopped the discussion, it would prevent anyone from getting impatient.
She said: "In view of the endless debate among everyone, we will set aside time to discuss this matter by the fireside while playing witch cards. During these two days, everyone can express their opinions and be prepared to persuade.
Other people's words and arguments. Today, let's briefly write down our own thoughts and post them in the living room, so that everyone can know "what others want" and better persuade others. Is this okay?
"
This is a common 'thinking and argumentation meeting' in Utopia Academy. Facts have proved that only relatively high-quality people are qualified to play like this.
If it were among a group of people who couldn't even explain the numbers clearly, I'm afraid it would become a 'transfer conference' and a 'diode conference'.
For example, if you say that a person's medical plan is wrong, the person will immediately say, "I have a 20-year medical practice record." The only question is, "You are wrong. How long have you been doing this?"
Relationship?', or 'You said I was wrong, then do you think Master XX is also wrong?', there is also a question, that is, 'What you did wrong has anything to do with whether Master XX did something wrong?
'.
Although you can make reasonable arguments and arguments, you will never be able to convince someone who starts to wallow.
Therefore, this kind of discussion atmosphere can only occur among high-quality educated people.
Moreover, only those who have the ability to obey the moral values in their hearts can do it.
The Source Force Envoys were all familiar with this routine. They silently picked up the pen and paper distributed by Curse Blade, wrote down what they wanted on a piece of white paper, and explained their purpose in passionate words.
It was quiet now.
Gwen took the cursed blade to inspect it and then went to the study. Cat Varro, Snowy and Kenny had already arrived early and were eating quite delicious portable food.
The secret reconnaissance matter is being resolved, and what needs to be resolved now is the Sniper Cat matter.
Curse Blade's body seems to contain infinite energy, allowing her to solve secret reconnaissance matters while also being able to help the Sniper Cat in its work.
Gwen glanced vaguely at the shadow next to her, and after sensing that Da Vinci and Penny were inside, she nodded and said:
"let's start."
There are not many problems with the Sniper Cat, and everyone is still in the honeymoon period. The uniqueness of the Witch Car and the characteristics of its productive resources make the train's 'share holders' very satisfied, especially Snowy and Kenny.
, these two snipers have recently hired a good craftsman to strengthen their weapons. The craftsman Gwen is quite familiar with, it is Yeka. Cat Varo, not to mention, he is much fatter than before.
10%! According to some cat lights: This is the size of an ordinary giant cat!
The specific dispute is over what kind of building to build.
But there was not much dispute.
Because Gwen has made up his mind to build a college, even if he does not invest in the college for the time being, he still needs to build the structure first. For example, after identifying some available buildings, Gwen decided to build an art cloister and a small opera house.
In addition to teahouses, these can be regarded as the three major hobbies of Utopians: writing literary poetry, watching incomprehensible dramas, and drinking bitter and boring tea, they are all living together.
Unexpectedly, Cat Lantern seems to like these too.
Especially the Little Opera House.
Mao Lan seems to have a penchant for creating drama.
After the small meeting, Cat Varro grabbed Gwen.
Looking at the other people walking out, Gwen patted the cat Varona's thick fur cat paws:
"What's the latest explanation?"
"Meow, the cat wants to warn you, meow, some mind flayers have gone crazy and started moral hunting."
"..."
Gwen was stunned for a moment.
"Can you please explain to me, what is ethical hunting?"
"Meow, that's from 'punishment for attempted murder' to 'punishment for thoughts of murder', meow!"
"..."
This is definitely a big deal!
Gwen almost fainted, "Cat Varro, you..."
Mao Varo patted his belly and nodded seriously, his whiskers trembling: "Mao and those Mao Yutu have agreed to let them stop those red mind flayers. Meow, those red mind flayers are like
It's a virus that will constantly erode the mind flayer monsters. There was only one the day before yesterday, and today, meow, there are probably two... But don't worry, it's not self-replication, you still have time to solve it."
Gwen was silent.
Then he gave the fat cat a big hug.
"Meow?" Cat Varo blinked, "Don't worry, Cat has also heard... that some association will ask you for help tomorrow because of this matter, you'd better not show 'too concerned', because you know
Yes, meow hahaha, what is easily obtained will never be cherished."
The friendship with Cat Varo has been well rewarded.
Cat Lantern's intelligence network can even extend to the Explorers Association.
Gwen thanked him gratefully and prepared to give some gifts to Cat Varo, but to his surprise, Cat Varo didn't want any gifts and meowed angrily. Then he knew that this was a true friend, not a trade of information.
, just accept the favor and prepare a draft when you go back to deal with tomorrow's scene.
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Late at night, Gwen lit up a sleeping cat lamp and placed it on the table. Then, with the sound of the cat lamp snoring, she took out paper and pen and started to prepare.
Too cold and ruthless words are useless, because Long Yan estimates that it can be seen from some actions that Gwen is not a cold-hearted person like steel, so what kind of posture needs to be adopted to make the other party misjudge?
Gwen stared out the window.
After a while, I got inspiration and started writing quickly and wrote a draft.
…
The next day, Gwen got up and had breakfast with Hui Ta, who was busy writing on the second floor, when Long Yan's call came.
His messenger, the little bird who conveyed the 'will', came to the welcome passage of the Sniper Cat and waited for an audience. After entering, he told Gwen that he wanted Gwen to go to the park. Although the Ron's messenger looked cold,
But the Husky’s true nature beneath the appearance of the cold storage had already been discerned. After he left, Huita squinted his eyes and guessed:
"He must be thinking why Long Yan asked you to meet in the park!"
It sounds quite misleading...Gwen responded:
"It's not appropriate to let too many people know about the association's affairs. You'd better keep your mouth shut, Gray Tower Bear."
Huita made a gesture to sew his mouth, and continued to finish his manuscript with a smile.
Gwen quickened her hands and feet and stuffed the delicious hash browns into her mouth. She tasted the smell of fresh butter and felt the fragrance coming out of her nose. She stood up with satisfaction and put on black leather boots and a black cloak.
Finally, I went out.
…
On the way to the Adventurer's Association in the car, I couldn't help but take out my military supplies and buy some fresh fruit. The Utopia oranges, which were plump and like persimmons, looked so delicious.
Therefore, when entering the association, I still carried a basket of fruits in my hand.
As soon as Gwen entered the association, she saw the cursed rivet that she and Long Yan obtained yesterday floating on the exhibition stand. Two men and a woman were studying it around.
And Long Yan was watching silently.
The two men, one is a gloomy middle-aged man with a goatee, a handsome but sinister face, rubbing a ruby-headed scepter in his hand, wearing elegant soft-faced animal skin boots, and a knitted undershirt under a black cloak.
There are golden lines on the bottom. The other is a handsome guy who looks like Jaime Lannister. He has a slight beard on his face and is very masculine. He wears the same black cloak but has a white training suit underneath.
The only female scholar among the three is extremely beautiful, with a delicate appearance, short black curly hair, red eyes, dark red lipstick, and curled horns protruding from both sides of her hair. Whether it is Yang Rongen or Yang Shade, there is no way of knowing.
There is even a slight possibility that this is Long Jiao. He is wearing a looser black robe with a dark red tight-fitting yoga suit underneath.
The female scholar murmured: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. Have you seen this ritual pattern? It's a very profound technique that binds nearby spirits and actively inflicts nightmares on them to torture them... It reminds me of a witch.
s method."
Goatee said in a magnetic and pleasant bass: "I thought of a few immortals, those who imitated witches. They have the means to concoct souls..."
The female scholar glanced at him: "Unfortunately, this thing is not complete and seems to have been damaged."
‘James’ stared at Long Yan and pinched his short beard with his left hand:
"Longyan! This is not like you. How could you let this thing be damaged like this? It's too bad, look at this crack... we could have gotten more from it!"
Long Yan glanced at Gwen covertly (Gwen swore he did this!), then crossed his arms and said in a majestic voice with a slight echo:
"I can't control the battle process and accidents. Aigela, I can make a guarantee, but a guarantee that cannot be fulfilled can do nothing but embarrassment... And now, the mind flayer you expected is already standing here.
Bian, holding the delicious orange fruit in hand, do you still want to argue with me about why I accidentally damaged the cursed relic?"
"Huh?"
‘James’ Agra looked over, and the moment he noticed Gwen, he showed a heart-warming and handsome smile:
"...My grandfather was killed by the Mind Flayer, and so was my father, but my brother, sister, and niece all admire you! Especially my brother, haha, he was almost killed, and he almost got the Mind Flayer's autograph, haha
