Chapter 104: Turning Decay into Magic

The merchants, the heads of the clan looked at the toilet in amazement.

There are four rows of toilets, ten in each row, and they look like soldiers in a neat array, and they are mighty and domineering.

The privacy of these toilets is good enough, and if anyone thinks that it is not enough, they can even go to the fourth row, and these toilets are free, which is somewhat surprising, because in Olarie and even in other countries, territories, if you want to have a decent toilet, you have to pay for it.

Especially in the city, in the feudal city, the land of the city was more precious than the land of the modern city, and the toilet place cost space, and the people who used this space had to pay the lord to use the land.

But only here, everywhere you need money, but only you don't need money to go to the toilet.

"Why?" asked Finn, curiously.

But the young orcs couldn't answer his question either.

After everyone went to the toilet comfortably, with the sound of the water above falling, the whole filth was cleaned up, it was an extremely pleasant sound, and they all fell in love with this sound a little.

The door is made of iron, which does not require much iron, but it can give people an unparalleled sense of security.

The only place where I could cry was in my father's arms was in the toilet.

You can imagine how much security this toilet can provide.

It is precisely because of this that they came out of this space for the first time with a satisfied face, as if they owned the whole world.

"It's an amazing place. The merchants praised the toilet with satisfaction, but Finn searched for the flow of the feces.

"Where did all this go?" asked Finn, turning to the orc boy.

"This ...... They must all have gone to a pit?" said the little brother of the orc tribe uncertainly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that, are the guests relaxed!Let's go back to the camp! The tent should have been set up in the camp!" he quickly bypassed the topic that he didn't even know, and then led the group to the tent.

They returned to their camp, where the tents had already been set up, and a few tented boys had left, and they had other work to do, but for this group of merchants, the captains, it was just a few thousand Wallis that could save a lot of time, not to mention them, even the leader of any adventuring group would pay for the time saved, and the money would allow the members to rest for a few more hours, then everything would be enough.

When they entered the tent, it was in satisfactory condition, with mattresses on top of the mattresses and cups of a bed, and it was almost impossible to obtain a bed of this quality on the eighteenth floor—even in the hotel in Bolce, there was nothing more than a bed covered with cloth.

But now, the soft bedding is so wrapped together that even the merchants can't find anything wrong with it.

Of course, they couldn't go to bed right now, so many of them went out together.

As long as the merchants don't get out of this floor, there will be no danger, naturally no one will stop them, not only them, but even Finn They want to go out and take a look, take a look, and see where this eighteenth floor has changed.

Several of Finn's acquaintances came over and asked him what he was going to see.

Including Ciel, Tsubaki, and several other leaders of the Adventure Clan.

"Well, I'm going to see where the dung water goes. His answer was a surprise.

"What's so nice about manure water. "Both are adventurers, Tsubaki speaks with a big grin, without the slightest feminine charm and charm, but the pair of grandeur on her chest that even Hill can't compare to adds to her infinite feminine charm.

She asked Finn noncommittally.

But the smartest thing about them is that they know they're not that smart, and they give the problem back to Finn.

"If the fecal water is not treated well, it is easy to cause diseases, and after the population increases, the treatment of fecal water will be the biggest problem, especially since there is no sewage discharge here, I am a little worried. Finn's words lifted both Hill and Tsubaki's hearts.

They hadn't really thought about these issues before, but when Finn mentioned it, they began to worry.

Together, they searched for the water pipes, which formed a right angle to the water channels on the toilets, and the water from the water channels eventually drained into the river, and those pipes came to the valley, which was very far away, more than a hundred meters away from the camp, and if it were not for this high and low terrain, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the dung water to flow to this place.

It's almost a natural pool, and the staggered roots don't need to be excavated to turn it into a natural pool, and adventurers occasionally use this lowland for camping, but it's a good place to use as a manure pit now.

The manure pit is far from full, but there are dozens of neat piles of manure outside the manure pit, which exude an unpleasant odor that makes people subconsciously stay away.

"What is this, this smells so bad. Hill couldn't help but take a step back and cover his nose and said.

It is true that the dung pits are far from full, but they are fished out of the pits.

"Wait a minute. Seeing a few people digging up the dung from the pit and piling it up on the cart, Finn said to the ladies beside him.

He braved the huge smell alone and came to the vicinity of the workers.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Finn.

Several people glanced at him, and one of the dwarves said in a sullen voice, "We were hired to do things, and we don't know so much. ”

Another thin young man thought for a moment and said, "Probably compost, outside of Olali, this is a good fertilizer, and it can directly increase the yield of beans by several times when used to grow beans." ”

Finn had a thoughtful look on his face.

He didn't know that ordinary unfermented manure was indeed a good fertilizer for soybeans, but fermented manure could also be used directly as fertilizer for wheat.

These technologies are beyond Eulalie's control, and in the end, the destructive power of adventurers cannot be converted into productivity.

In this way, it is easy to understand why many worlds are quite high in combat effectiveness, every second, but the actual standard of living is in the Middle Ages, or even worse than in the Middle Ages.

After all, it is the productive forces that determine the quality of life, not the combat effectiveness that determines the quality of life.

"This guy...... Is he even responsible for all these things? Finn muttered under his breath.