On January 18, the "Original Dream" mercenary group was established——

After Stuart has registered as a mercenary, he leaves the team temporarily with his wife Lacey and daughter Rhona, and he will go to the plains of Dortiz to visit his father-in-law, Mr. Thordo; Cameron, on the other hand, returned to the slums where the veterans lived, and at Gross's orders, he bought a weapons workshop in Boomer's Old Town that afternoon.

The contract of the land, together with the facilities of the weapon workshop itself, the raw materials, and the large backlog of goods in stock, cost seven thousand raels -

However, when the head of the regiment, Gross, took out such a huge sum of money, he didn't even blink an eyelid. Cameron stared at the large wooden box full of glittering reel, and couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva, such a fortune could not help but make people tremble for a while, he secretly thought, sure enough, it was a windfall to spend without distress-

These riches come from Sandro, the leader of the "Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand", and the reason why Gross purchased this property, in addition to housing veterans Fa Court, Alved, etc., also has another layer of consideration-

The "Rebellion of Ambition" that broke out in the year of the Red Moon was only the prelude to the Seven Years' War between the Elantt Kingdom and the Dead of Diel, and after that, the entire northern land of the kingdom was reduced to a scorched earth of blood and fire, and weapons and equipment, as an important war resource, continued to skyrocket in price during these years, becoming the most worthwhile material to be hoarded.

Even more valuable than the booming real estate industry that Gross experienced in his previous life.

It's just that these things haven't been obvious yet, because of the advantage of foresight, this time, it has made Gross walk ahead of those businessmen with a keen sense of smell-

"In a week, I'll be on my way to Ensada."

As he was leaving, Stewart, who boarded the carriage, said to Gross, who nodded, they both knew very well that the next days might not be very stable, and the wife and daughter beside him were the biggest fetters of a mercenary.

A row of walnuts sprouting bright green buds swayed in the wind on the street corner, the hardwood wheels of the carriage rolled against the gray stone slabs on the street, making a "squeak" sway, and after watching the back of Stewart driving the carriage fade away, Gross returned to the weapons workshop—

As early as when he was in Silver Leaf Town, he had considered owning an industry, and now, it has finally been realized.

He sat down at a log table next to the counter, which wasn't big, but it was just crowded with a lot of people. In addition to his companions, veterans such as Miss Mage Radia and Facot, there were also some craftsmen in the original workshop-

The original boss was a middle-aged man who was often sad because of business difficulties, and when Gross bought his weapons workshop, the boss was as surprised as if he had survived, and almost within half an hour, he loaded his belongings and a large amount of money into the carriage, and left Boomer with the family and returned to his hometown.

The craftsmen were worried.

The arms workshop in the middle of nowhere, in a remote corner of the old town, was already in a state of flux, and when it changed hands, they feared that they would be fired by the new owner—

A pair of nervous eyes looked at Gross, and the bandit leader looked around, causing Scott to remove a heavy war spear from the shelf.

His fingers rubbed lightly against the edge of the sharp tip of the spear, but he didn't speak.

"Redbeard" Red and Scott looked at each other for a few seconds, but they were also expressionless.

It's the most expensive weapon on the shelf, but in Gross's unique vision, it's still a very ordinary tabula rasa-

He saw that the weapon actually had a price tag of eighty reels, and finally understood why the weapon workshop was so deserted.

Things are rotten and expensive, and business can be good before hell!

"Mr. Gross, what do you think of this weapon?"

An older craftsman gathered around him couldn't help but ask, and he saw Gross shake his head and seem to sigh.

"The quality of this weapon is worth its price." From Gross's point of view, whether it is a normal player who pursues cost-effectiveness or a kryptonite player who spends a lot of money, he will not take a second look at such a garbage goods.

"But we've already cost more than fifty Rael, Mr. Gross, and the body of its spear is made of the finest steel......"

"It's not about the material."

Gross didn't want to say something like "your craftsmanship is terrible" and that hurt people's self-esteem -

These craftsmen are a little better at making weapons than the old blacksmiths who repair rusty hoes in the countryside, but this is understandable, because the truly skilled weapons craftsmen, and even the masters of weapon making, would not succumb to such a small workshop.

Naturally, the small temple cannot accommodate the big Buddha.

Gross had the intention of using this place to train his life and career, but he knew that because of the "Rebellion of Ambition", he and his companions did not have much time at the moment.

The matter can only be put on hold for the time being.

Outside, the sky was getting dark, and he looked up and realized that the time had come to night.

The aroma of food began to waft through the room, and in the kitchen inside the workshop, the woman named "Visa" was cooking today's dinner, and her child Dee Dee stood by crying and biting her fingers—

Just now, his little head was struck by his mother, because he went to take the food from the tray without permission.

"Didi, you can't do this, it's a minimum upbringing."

Ms. Visa spoke earnestly to her child, who nodded incomprehensibly—Gross had made Visa the cook in the weapons workshop, and the lady was grateful and determined to take the hard-won job well.

The food was quickly served on the table.

Gross's promise at the table reassured the craftsmen, and although there was nothing to praise for their work, he knew that there had to be enough people to keep the workshop open—

Correspondingly, his requirements for Cameron have also changed: as long as they are away from the time they are not losing money to the point of bankruptcy, they will be considered successful.

He knew very well that when the "Rebellion of Ambition" spread to the Lazis Territory, even if the weapons they had in their backlog were of high price and quality, they would become a sought-after commodity.

……

After dinner, Gross and Miss Mage Ladya went to the "Pearl of the Night" on Lilac Street, and obtained the excellent necklace "Call of the Wild" from Miss Julia.

The material of the necklace was silver and white, shining in the folds of the magic lamp, and it was housed in a delicate small box covered with goose-yellow velvet cloth, and Gross thought for less than a second, and suddenly grabbed the necklace and hung it on Miss Mage's white jade-like neck.

In an instant, the girl's face turned red.

Miss Julia and a few waiters on the side couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

"The equipment is valuable, and the price of the girl is higher." Gross thought to himself. As long as the person is turned into his hand, the meat is not rotten in the pot.