Formulating a development strategy and a system of rewards and punishments was no child's play, and even if Blackstone was a small city-state on the mainland, it took them days to perfect the details.

In the past few days, several people who have participated in the meeting have inevitably smeared their eyes, and Hodge is slightly better, but Harlow, Rhodes, Herbert and others have to arrange the work of their subordinates outside of the meeting, and the black under their eyelids is almost a puddle of ink.

The only exceptions were Devina and Hera, who, despite attending meetings with Hodge every day, showed little signs of fatigue on their looks.

According to Devonne, when a witch awakens, the corresponding physique will also change, and the dependence on food and sleep will be much less than that of ordinary people, even in the case of lack of sleep, it will not affect the vitality of the spirit, if it is not for the physical characteristics of ordinary people, maybe witches were captured by human magicians centuries ago.

Hodge rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking to himself, hell, even if witches don't get tired from lack of sleep, then why am I so sleepy, is the wizarding profession still inherently female-preference?

"Huh. He yawned unconsciously and shifted his gaze to Harlow, "By the way, the patrol guards won't have to let anyone accompany me in the future, neither I nor they like this feeling." ”

Before Harlow could speak, Rhodes was the first to be taken aback, and quickly said, "My lord, now that you are the master of Blackstone Town, it is indispensable for two basic guards to protect your safety." ”

"I don't have to worry about my safety. Hodge turned to Hera and beckoned, and the other party quite obediently ran over to stand beside Hodge, "From now on, my safety will be guaranteed by Miss Hera, and I think it will be far safer than a bunch of guards guarding it." ”

Harlow had seen Hera's power, and his current knight rating was high, theoretically speaking, a junior knight could deal with ten well-trained ordinary soldiers at the same time, and a high-level knight could easily defeat more than four junior knights, which was already a quite astonishing level of force.

And in the battle between him and Hera, although he was ambushed, he couldn't even reach the extent of contact with Hera, even if he couldn't say that he had no power to fight back, it was indeed suppressed in all senses, and having Hera to protect Hodge was indeed more secure than the guards, not to mention that two guards could be reassigned to the patrol mission, according to Hodge's plan, the current patrol guard was quite short of people, so he thought about it for a while, nodded and agreed to Hodge's proposal.

Rhodes was not happy at all, he didn't have any prejudices against Hera, but after seeing Hodge let Hera share the pressure of the patrol guards, he couldn't help but look at the red-haired witch Devany who was still standing behind Hodge.

Although this was the first time he saw Daphne in real life, he would never forget that iconic red hair!

"Your Excellency. Rhodes smiled wryly, "You don't want another witch lady to help me, do you?" ”

It was not easy for the Chamber of Commerce to stop, and if this new owner of Blackstone came up with the idea of doing another incident where a witch threatened a miner, then he would be mad.

"She. ”

Hodge glanced back at Daphne, who shrugged indifferently.

"Rest assured, Miss Devany will not be involved in the financial work. ”

The big stone in Rhodes' heart finally landed.

"She doesn't have that much time. Hodge added, "You should all know that what is lacking in Blackstone is not resources, but manpower to exploit resources, and when the number of workers reaches a certain base, the probability of injury and infection will increase, and there are only two or three small pharmacies in the town, not even a doctor, and it is not the right thing to do." ”

"But there is no herbal medicine society in Blackstone Town, and there is no priest brigade to teach here?"

"Priests and herbalists are dispensable to me, and who says they are the only ones who know how to save people and cure their diseases?" said Hodge, smiling and affirmingly:

"We have better ones. ”

That's why she didn't have time. ”

......

"What is written on this? Black dog, you can read, hurry up and show us. The thin man elbowed his tall and mighty companion next to him.

"Hell, how many times have you said it, don't call me Black Dog! I have a name, call me Birrell, damn it, remember? Monkey!" Birrell whispered at him.

"Alright, well, Birrell is Birrell, though that name is more pronounced. The thin man waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't be so angry, look at me, even if you call me a monkey, I won't be angry?"

"That's because your name is Monchi! I wonder who gave you this name. Birrell glared at him.

"Who knows, it's about some rotten person in the underground passage and the pretty girl of the Red Street, not most of us are like this, born by the women of the Red Street and can't afford to raise them, so they are wrapped in a cloth and thrown on the street with a name, and it is already fate to survive, who cares about the name?" Monchi shrugged.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, get out of the way, I'll see what is written on it. ”

With a great physical advantage, Birrell quickly squeezed his way out of the crowd to the wooden planks where the new notice had just been affixed, and he had studied for two years with a down-and-out poet who had wandered to the Black Rock, and was one of the few literate criminals.

However, it seems that this skill does not have much advantage at this time, because just in front of the bulletin board, there are already two guards to maintain order, and one of Rhodes' men stands with a small wooden stool to explain the contents of the notice to the onlookers.

There were a lot of onlookers, pushing and shoving each other, which made the people who announced the content have to raise their voices, almost shouting their voices so that they can barely hear the people in the front rows.

"Recruit professionals and give them a fixed salary? Hell, aren't the big names in the council hall teasing, this is the compensation promised by the little white face on the high platform at that time? Sure enough, it's a group of unreliable people!" Meng Qi's face was full of disdain after hearing the content.

"Shut up and be quiet, he's not done yet. ”

After the person who read it out read it out, the people in the first few rows quickly moved their positions and squeezed out of the crowd, and the people behind them squeezed up, and the person who read it took the water bag handed by the guard, moistened his throat, and began to repeat what he had just said.

"Hey, it looks like I'm wrong for that little white face. Monchi whistled, "What a fresh way of saying, pay in advance." Tsk, it's just an excuse to make the number of occupations in the town look better, the big guys like to do these superficial things, but who cares? as long as the gold is in hand, nothing else is a problem. ”

"Hmm. Birrell replied absent-mindedly, apparently lost in thought.

"We should take advantage of the fact that there are not many people who know, and quickly choose the patrol guard or the herbalist, these two professions give the most money!" Monchi turned his little brain.

The bulletin board is not just a declaration of careers, but dozens of specific careers and corresponding salary descriptions.

The Guards and Herbalists are the most highly paid, with the former being six silver coins and the latter being as high as seven!

With these silver coins in hand, they can live a nourishing life without going out to "run errands" for half a year.

"Didn't you hear the proclamation that these two professions had to be chosen, and you said how you could be looked down upon by the guards with your small size? As for the doctors...... Who's going to see a little man who looks more like a sick person than he is?"

"Hmm...... I have to admit that you have some truth in what you say. Monchi thought for a moment and proposed, "How about we choose a lumberjack or a hunter? ”

"I want to be a cook. Birrell interjected abruptly.

"What?" Monchi didn't hear.

"Helping the chef is to help people prepare ingredients and bake pies in the back kitchen of a restaurant, and maybe it won't be long before I bake them. ”

"You're crazy, aren't you?!" Meng Qi scolded, "The salary of the assistant chef is only two silver coins, two!"

"But I think I'm better suited for this job," Birrell said. ”

Monchi looked at the people around him, pulled Birrell aside, and said, "Black...... Bah, Birrell, listen up, don't be stupid about taking money for nothing, we have to choose a profession with a lot of money, you know? You don't care if this profession is what you like or not, it doesn't matter, we just need to get an advance salary, that's the real thing. ”

Birrell didn't answer, which made Monchi feel a little flustered.

"Hell, you're not going to tell me I really want to be a professional, are you?" Monchi grimaced, "We're free men, we're arrogant first-class thieves! Stealing wealth is a mission that flows in our blood, how can we be stumped by a profession?

Monchi shook Birrell's body, and it was a long time before he heard the big man's dull voice.

"Hmmm......"