"These NPCs can be efficient! It was only one night, and the shelves of several departments were erected. ”

When the three of them went online at the camp the next day, they found that Miriam had arranged for them to have office tents and several experienced subordinates in accordance with their respective management responsibilities.

Outside, there was a commotion throughout the camp.

It was Miriam's assistant registering survivors, and a group of militiamen in leather armor in leather armor were holding weapons to maintain order, apparently seconded from Maxim.

Most of the survivor camps are illiterate civilians, but a large percentage of the survivors rescued by the second group of players are literate and well-off.

After all, at a time when the Astral Rift was opening up over the city, and despair tokens and Astral Beasts were running around, only the houses of the rich were strong enough to protect them until the rescue of the little players began.

After the men were recruited and joined the work, the middle-aged trio was surprised to find that building a set of basic rules in the camp from scratch was not as difficult as they thought.

This is especially true of the fact that the camps are rationed.

There was almost no backlash at all, and everyone calmly accepted the harsh management.

The dump truck also asked his assistant about it, and only then did he learn that the original Cadman City had been in place for several years during the war.

Everyone has become accustomed to this set, and there is even a strange "sense of security" when the familiar rationing system returns to their side.

That means they know that their current leader, the vampire Lord named "Murphy", won't give up on them, and that they need to take on enough work to do next, otherwise there would be no need to give them daily food, right?

The people of Translancia are not afraid to work more, they are afraid that they are worthless.

What is the position of worthless humans in the eyes of vampires in this land, the old residents know in their hearts.

"The Transansians claim to have been fighting vampires all the time, but anyone who knows a little bit of history knows that we have accepted this set of rules for 400 years, but we just don't want to admit it."

The mud truck brother's assistant, a middle-aged man who used to work as a tutor for a wealthy merchant and a small aristocratic family, sighed and explained to his new boss:

"The people here are like a herd of savage, aggressive but ignorant goats who need to know that they are protected to give birth to courage. If the protector had been a little more merciful, they would have been grateful to him.

I didn't mean to laugh at my fellow citizens.

Because I'm one of them, 400 years of dark reign is enough to change a lot of things.

Alas, my lord, perhaps it is time for us to begin our work today. ”

"Oh, yes. Get to work! ”

The mud truck understood the words of his elegant, easy-going and very human assistant through the translation function of the calculation orb, and with a thoughtful wave of his hand, he said:

"The first task of the camp logistics department, then, is to make sure that all the supplies are registered and used properly in our hands. We need a warehouse, a couple of full-time guards, and professional chefs and doctors!

Laubert, go find Miss Miriam at once!

The people I need have to be there in an hour, and I don't have that much time to wait for them.

We also need a timetable and a statistical book of daily material requirements to connect with the human resources side, who can re-post specific job content and calculate labor points. ”

He crossed his waist and kept talking, as if he had returned to the state he had used to run his machine shop.

For a while, he was a little bright.

And his words were translated into concise local words by the Orb of Operation, constantly popping up on the psionic projection on his wrist.

The assistant named "Robert" immediately wrote it down in his notebook, and the same happened to the shovel guy and the all-risk half-hanger.

These three middle-aged brothers may not be as good at fighting monsters as the young ones, and their enthusiasm for fighting is not very high, but their rich life experience and management methods far higher than ordinary people are what the survivor camp needs most at the moment.

With their assistance, Miriam got the first camp roster at noon, recorded the specific information of 300 people, and entered them through the calculation orb, allowing her and Murphy, who was far away in the city, to manage and control the camp to a new level.

Since there weren't many things to record, it wasn't difficult to do, and by the end of the night, it was almost done.

If this was really an internship, Miriam felt that she could get an A with her current arrangement.

In her eyes, the original chaotic survivor camp has also been operational.

Although it is still a little jerky and there will be problems in many links, it is much better than the previous state of idleness, and the next step is to fill the daily life of the survivors with work, as suggested by the three veteran players.

As long as people are busy, they don't have time to think nonsense!

This law applies in any world.

The good mood of the crowd lasted until the Chosen Gray Man was launched.

The design student yawned a lot after going online, he had barely slept last night and had been studying the construction plan of the survivor camp, and then came to a conclusion that made the three middle-aged guys stare at him.

"What did you say?"

When the chefs who had just gathered had prepared the first pot of "big pot rice" in the camp and were about to start the meal, the middle-aged trio who had gathered to eat looked at the gray beaters in amazement, and the mud truck exclaimed:

"You thought about it all night and brought such a surprise to everyone? What does it mean to 'can't build'! You make it clear! Is this going to pick a pick? ”

"It's literal, it can't be built."

The ash man pursed his lips, looking at the big pot of rice in his hand, and had no appetite at all.

He had just eaten a takeaway before going online, and he simply handed the porridge full of various wild vegetables and a few seasoned meat strips to the two "secretaries" next to him, and asked the Palian sisters to find a place to eat and come back later.

After the two young girls left with a "hearty lunch for the camp manager", the young design student explained to the three of them:

"I looked at the terrain last night and discussed it with my classmates in the dormitory, and came to the conclusion that this place is not suitable for large-scale construction at all.

First of all, it was too far from the local water source, the Cadman River, secondly, the terrain was not very good, and finally we didn't have enough manpower.

Did you know that you have to dig a pit to build a long-term stronghold?

I mean, perfect underground water supply and drainage system!

Whether a place can last a long time is the key to these invisible things hidden in the ground, so my conclusion is, don't build the camp on a large scale first!

For the survivors to use the tent, I found a simplified version of the Arabian tent at night, it was big and comfortable, and I asked, it didn't rain much lately, and the temperature was suitable, so the tent was enough.

We have to keep all the resources, and I already have a better plan for us to build a novice village. ”

Speaking of which, the gray man habitually pushed his glasses, but suddenly touched the void and made him smile awkwardly, and then pointed in the direction of Cadman City, saying:

"Isn't that Lord Murphy trying to reclaim the Outtown? It's good to build a newbie village right there!

The fact that the city has been in the backstory for 400 years shows that its underground drainage and other designs are passable and we can take over the use of it.

Unless the dev team hasn't thought about it at all.

But with the realism and hardcore of this game, there shouldn't be such a big oversight.

Secondly, the disaster of the city is an energy invasion and not an earthquake, and there are a large number of remnants in the outer city that can be repaired directly without even cleaning up.

This can undoubtedly save a lot of manpower.

Finally, I asked two of my assistants.

They told me clearly that the city has an underground water source and is connected to the largest river in the area.

There is also a natural cave in the inner city with an underground reservoir, and during the drought for the past 400 years, the locals have taken water directly from it, so the water source has also been solved.

At my current level, the choice of the city was perfect, and the development team clearly put a lot of effort into it, and I suspect they asked a professional designer to do the modeling.

I don't know how high the level is, but it's certainly much higher than my student.

So we don't have to fool around ourselves at all, we just need to clean up the debris in the city and then tinker with it. ”

"I think you have a point."

Brother Shovel scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it into his mouth.

The palate of this game was quite realistic, and he tasted this strange flavor, so he pouted and said:

"But you have to come up with a design! Even if you really use the ruins of the old city as a novice village, you can't live there directly. It was our first starter village.

Don't try to make it magnificent, at least you can't be ashamed. ”

"I'll have to go see it in person."

The gray boy pursed his lips, spread his hands, and said:

"I can't draw you out of thin air, I'll have to look at the layout of the underground passages to set up different zones on the drawings, alas, if only there were a blueprint of Cadman City, I can use it if I repair it.

If this kind of medieval city were brought to my mentor, he would certainly be interested, and perhaps he would be able to prostitute his labor for nothing. ”

"What's so hard about that?"

Brother Shovel rolled his eyes and said:

"Go and tell the NPCs that this game can appoint us as officials, tell them what you need, and they will find a way to get it for you, and trust the wisdom of the NPCs.

Hey, mud truck, lend me a few of your warehouse guards.

The first curfew is going to start tonight, and I'm afraid there won't be enough camp guards.

I'll go offline first, and then come up at night to see, let them do it, I'm not at ease, the first two days have to check by themselves, as long as the beginning is smooth, the back is left to them to do it themselves. ”

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Outside Cadman City, Murphy is checking a special request from Miriam on her Calculation Orb, and she asks Murphy to help find the blueprints for Cadman City, but before the vampire can figure out what Miriam is up to, he looks at a guilty-looking Maxim in surprise and reports his defeat to him.

"You lost? How can it be? ”

Murphy was surprised and said:

"Still being beaten by a level 1... I mean, defeated by a girl who just entered our world? Did you release the water? ”

"No, no, my lord, I'm doing my best, but the lady with the name 'Pomegranate' is so skilled in hand-to-hand combat that I suspect she was once a warrior monk!

But I lost my heart. ”

Maxim said in a deep voice:

"I think she's the warrior you really need, the best warrior of all the Otherworldly people out there! Aside from the trials that lacked a little iron-bloodedness, she was almost perfect. ”

"Since you favor her so much, let her join your 'Cadman Self-Salvation Army' and give her the title of Captain of Ten."

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"Miriam's side has fully tapped the wisdom of my warriors, you should follow up and learn to use their powers, I will give you ten... Well, twelve Champion names plus one 'Champion Champion' as a leader.

You can bring those Otherworldly Warriors you think have potential under your command to form your own 'Servants'.

The challenges will only increase in the future, and you will have to build a mechanism for us to train and select fighters from now on, and if you can't do this on your own, you can ask Miriam for some experience. ”

"Yes, sir."

Maxim nodded, and then reported to Murphy:

"But most of the survivors in the 'Monster Wild' have been rescued by your warriors, and all that remains in that area is despair tokens and astral beasts hiding in the shadows.

The eerie black snow grew bigger and bigger, making the malicious things more and more manic.

Things are becoming dangerous, my lord, we should probably take our actions ahead of our actions and purify all this with flames! ”

"Give them two more days."

Murphy has now seriously considered this, and he confidently says:

"Two days is enough time for my warriors to carry out most of the valuable things out of the city, and then we will burn the darkness with flames to give new hope to the survivors."

"Indeed, your warriors are extremely talented at searching and finding, and while it is not a good thing to say, I insist that they all have a dog's nose and an insatiable hoarding like a squirrel."

Maxim whispered, causing Murphy to laugh.

This crude analogy is really apt.

But soon, Murphy's laughter stopped.

As Lady Adele was quietly appearing beside him, the lady dressed in a vampire-style crimson hunting costume bowed her head and said to Murphy:

"Miss Femis-sama would like to invite you..."

"Shut up!"

Before Murphy could speak, Maxim next to him scolded:

"Don't you even know who your superior is? Adele, Master Murphy may not care, but your actions are too rude even to one of my blood servants! ”

In the face of Maxim's reprimand, Madame Adele did not refute, but lowered her head deeper.

She didn't dare look Murphy in the eye at all.

But not because of fear.

"Alright, Mark! Don't say these words that undermine unity. ”

Murphy put his hand on Maxim's shoulder and said:

"Go and get some rest, the news of my warrior Pomegranate defeating you will spread soon, and I reckon that the other warriors will definitely follow her example and launch a new challenge to you.

You're going to be busy next.

This little bug also needs to be fixed, I don't think you have to give up your advantages so uprightly, use your sword to teach them, there is no room for cleverness in the way of strength! ”

"I'm not going to let them pass easily, my lord, it's my duty."

Maxim bowed goodbye to Murphy with the hilt of his sword, then glared fiercely at Lady Adele before turning away.

After he left, Murphy shook his head and said:

"Maxim is a rough man, he never hides his loyalty and is not accustomed to all disloyal behavior, you don't pay attention to his words.

I don't mind if you and the eldest lady continue to maintain the previous relationship.

Your first embrace was only a desperate act to save you, and I want to repay you for saving my life, and as a reward for asking you to forget something unpleasant.

You should know what I'm talking about. ”

"Hmm."

Lady Adele nodded, and she said in a dumb voice:

"I will willingly stand in your shadow, Lord Murphy, and I only pray that these things will be done for the eldest lady in this last period of time, so that I will pay for the kindness she saved me when I was young.

I hope you understand my choice, it's not betrayal or disloyalty! ”

"I've said it all, I don't care."

Murphy waved his hand and asked:

"What is the eldest lady looking for me? And, about a quarter of the blood of the alien race in your body..."

"That's not what we should be talking about right now, Murphy... Master. ”

Lady Adele's body trembled, and she said:

"My bloodline comes from a malevolent curse in the mysterious and obscure Eternal Rift beneath the dangerous dark mountains, and in due time I will give you all that my family has carried.

I can also assure you that it won't give you trouble.

Only now, you have more things to pay attention to, and the eldest lady has an immature idea about your plan to clear the shadows of the city with fire.

She thinks she can help you. ”