Although Murphy said it nicely enough to keep the gray fighters from any psychological pressure, the pressure on the young civil engineering crew was still exploding after he returned to camp with the children who had been content with the Vulture Corridor with Grandma Jules.

Although he repeatedly persuaded himself, these were just NPCs woven through a string of code, and he was only working on a professional-oriented mission, and even if he failed, it would have no real effect.

But it's easy to fool others, but it's too hard to fool yourself.

In particular, the character of the gray man itself belongs to the more responsible and sensitive kind.

His heart tugged at the thought that if his plans went wrong, it would cause casualties in the winter for the Crimson Keep, which was about to begin to be rebuilt.

Therefore, when I returned to my tent office, my whole body wilted under psychological pressure.

This change was keenly noticed by his assistant who brought him a cup of tea.

The assistants assigned to the Ash Fighters are a pair of sisters who were born into a merchant family in the city, and they were supposed to be a day of fine food and clothing, but the astral disaster destroyed everything, but they were lucky that their mother was still alive.

Well, these two girls are the daughters of Lady Blanche Parlian Fedor, who was appointed Logistics Commander of Cadman's Earldom.

They inherited their mother's sensibilities as merchants, and their mother was quite happy to see her daughters on good terms with the Earl's warriors.

As for whether this is another "investment" by a shrewd businesswoman, it is difficult to say,

However, after many days of getting along, the Parlian sisters discover that the Grey Man is not as rude as the legendary mountain people, and in fact he is much more gentlemanly and gentle than most men.

"My lord, do you have something to worry about?"

Sister Parlian walked slowly behind the gray man, and asked softly as she skillfully pinched his shoulders.

Because the Arithmetic Orb has been equipped with a psychic microphone plug-in, so that the gray man can understand the assistant's whispering, he let out a mournful sound, covered his eyes with his hands and said:

"I got a new assignment from Master Murphy, and well, he didn't scold me as harshly as I thought my design was a lump. Ahem, unseemly stuff.

He also corrected my wrong idea, but even after revising my thinking, the design and planning I had to carry out was extremely difficult.

I've never had even the slightest knowledge of such a large-scale construction before.

Alas, the book is hated less when it is used. ”

"That's what you said when you were planning the camp before."

Sister Parlian covered her mouth and smiled, she leaned down and encouraged the gray man in his ear:

"You always seem to have little confidence in yourself, but in fact the whole camp knows that you are a learned man, and that it is your wisdom that we have been able to use the large and comfortable tents, which are now called 'grey tents' in honor of your help.

You're better than most people I've seen in more than twenty years of my life.

You should feel confident in yourself. ”

"I'm nothing."

The encouragement of being so softly whispered by the blonde cute girl made the gray man's cheeks redden.

In particular, the scent of soaphorn in Sister Parin's hair and the soft mass of the girl's chest pressing on his shoulders made him sit up straight in some panic.

It's not that he has any resistance to this kind of intimate contact, mainly because the innocent young man really doesn't know how to deal with this kind of scene.

He waved his hands and said:

"Ahem in our place, I mean, there are many, many better people than me in that unique tribe of hill people.

Look at my companions.

They are brave and good at fighting, and even dare to draw their swords against the elite enemies of the Black Iron Rank, but I am so weak that I can't even lift a heavy shield."

This is not a slap in the face.

His pitiful 2 points of strength make it really difficult for him to deal with head-on combat, but this guy is actually a "wonderful" among the current small players.

With other attributes very well balanced, the charm of the Gray Man is as high as 7 points!

What is this concept?

It was probably equivalent to three and a half wise and martial arts Lord Murphy to be comparable to him in this regard.

Of course, in this game, charm does not mean that he is particularly handsome, but that he has a comprehensive quality in many aspects, such as temperament, demeanor and expression, and excellent first impression.

In short, it's not just because he actually contributes to the fact that the Ash Fighter is respected by the survivors of the entire camp, and the charm of 7 points plays a role in it.

"You should not compare yourself to your fellow warriors, my lord, your advantage is not in the battlefield, such as the duties given to you by Lord Murphy, I am sure that your other companions will not be able to do it.

But you can. ”

The gentle Sister Parian patiently encouraged:

"You just lack a little courage and self-confidence, but I think it's a gift of humility, and even my mother has never seen anyone as good but humble as you."

"Oh, I didn't know you were so good at complimenting people when I couldn't talk to you before."

It's a little embarrassing to be said to be a little embarrassed.

He waved his hand repeatedly, and the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Sister Parin, one of the assistant sisters, rushed in with a box in her hand.

She was four years younger than her sister, so she had a more lively personality, and the short-haired sister Parian put the box in her hand on the table in front of the gray man.

She said:

"Mom has brought back the first batch of grain from Batasin, and she has been severely praised by Lord Murphy and Lady Miriam, and Mom has brought us this."

As she spoke, Sister Paryn opened the box and took out a pair of rather delicate round-rimmed glasses, which were the work of a halfling by the special sigil left on the frame.

Although this ornament is not uncommon in the port of Chardo, it has always been sought after by wealthy merchants and aristocrats in the Translancian region.

"Bell, bell, bell! Didn't adults say that you are not used to not wearing glasses? ”

Sister Parian picked it up and reached out to put it on the bridge of his nose as the Greyman stared at him in amazement, the familiar weight of the game causing him to subconsciously reach out and push the frame.

Although in the game, his severe myopia has been corrected to a normal level, and he does not need glasses to assist in observation, but this push.

Oops, the familiar feeling seems to have come back all at once.

"It's a perfect fit!"

Sister Parlian looked at both sides and praised the Grey Man.

The latter shook his head, his thoughts were complicated, this was probably the first time in his life that he had been given gifts by girls, and it turned out to be in his mother's game.

What the hell, no wonder so many otaku like paper people's wives, who can stand it?

"We trust you to do what Master Murphy has given you, and that's what only you can do."

Sister Paryn took the hand of the gray man very seriously and said something to him.

"Uh-huh, I also believe that adults are the most powerful!"

Sister Parian grabbed the other hand of the Grey Man, and the warmth from both hands made the young student's heart beat wildly, and he withdrew his finger as if he were evading, and said:

"Well, I need to take a break, can you help clean up the drawings? When I get up, we'll start a new plan.

I'll sleep for a while, and I'll be fine for a while. ”

He fled back to his bed, closed his eyes and quit the game.

"Adults are so familiar every time they sleep, and they can't wake up when they shake it."

Sister Parlian complained, and her sister shrugged her shoulders, glanced at the already snoring gray man on the bed, chuckled again, and said:

"He's so cute, isn't he?"

"Well, it's a bit silly, but it's really amazing, much better than the teacher my mother hired before. However, my mother just said that Master Murphy is going to make Batasin City her knight's domain, and after a while, we will have to live with my mother. Sister, do you want to tell Lord Gray the news? ”

"Well, let's talk about it in a few days."

——

"Ah, that's damning."

On the hard bed in the dormitory, the Chosen Gray Man took off his game helmet, let out a long breath and patted his face vigorously to calm himself down.

He grabbed his hair and said to himself:

"Calm down! Calm down! You bastard, that's just two paper men. Yes, it's no different from the paper man wives you chased before. You give me a normal one, you're also a man with dozens of paper wives. ”

"What are you muttering there?"

He said to himself this time, and made fun of the roommate who was busy designing on the other side.

Compared with the six-person room of Pigeon Treasure, the dormitory of the gray man is much better, after all, it is a dormitory for graduate students, and the environment is also good.

His roommate, like him, wore a pair of heavy glasses, and he would be busy with a project and joked without looking back:

"I'm not talking about you, you've been a bit of a chatter in the last few days, and I saw you talking in your sleep while sleeping with that weird helmet in your last night. What Sister Paryn, sister don't want to say weird things like that. Tell me honestly, did you join some strange cult? ”

"It's all said it's a game, didn't you fill out the questionnaire too?"

The gray man scratched his hair a little embarrassed, opened his laptop and began to search for the information he needed on the Internet.

As he typed, he put his glasses back on and said:

"Recently, the forum has been rumored that a new batch of places may be released, if we are lucky, we buddies will be able to play together."

"Come on, you can spare me."

The roommate wailed:

"Our tutor will return to China in a few days, and then we will definitely see the results of our time during this time, you play games all day long, and I will see how you pass the test then! I'm busy, this city plan map hasn't been finished yet, you can play first. ”

"What's the point of that?"

The Ash Man sneered and said:

"Even if you get it out, there will be no real use by the construction party, you haven't been to the site to see it, it's a void target, and when you see it by the mentor, you have to say that you have too much imagination. Hey, why don't you help me! My design is really going to be applied to the real game, although it is really simple, but at least it is practical.

Forget it, I'll tell you that you don't believe it either.

When your helmet comes down, buddy will show you the 'big masterpiece' of buddy in the game, but I have a question, you said this Khrushchev building."

"Huh? You've all started to study this evil thing? ”

The roommate on the opposite side was shocked, turned his head to stare at the gray man, and exclaimed:

"What the hell is that game you're playing? Why is there such a thing that has no aesthetic appeal and is only designed for practicality? And didn't you say it was a world of swords and sorcery?

Not even concrete, what are you going to use to lay the foundation?

And what is used for load-bearing columns? Don't tell you you're going to use wood? It's better to borrow from North American wooden houses, at least the practicality of that thing is not bad. ”

"They really don't have concrete and cranes."

The Ash Beater squinted his eyes and said:

"But they have magic, and I've heard Mistress Murphy promise that their mages can reshape the stone into structural and safety stresses like concrete. I'm wondering if we could replicate a functional building in the game if that thing could be used on a large scale.

It's similar to a tube building.

And add central heating to it."

"You're crazy! Gone mad. ”

His roommate took off his glasses, shook his head, and said:

"I knew there was weird steam technology in the game, and the halflings in the background of the game seemed to be very good at boiling boilers, but they didn't have radiators at all. Don't underestimate its casting process, if you use pure hand knocking, we won't be able to knock it out enough for thousands of people when winter comes. ”

"You're still saying you're not interested in games?"

The gray man squinted his eyes and said:

"Isn't this a forum that plays a lot of fun? Even the steam tech knows, hey, you serious guy, listen to me, my idea is to use wooden planks to complete the construction of the main body of the floor, and then use cement to fill the piles, so that the psionics can pour the reshaped stones into the reserved runners.

In this way, when the psionic energy dissipates and the stone is reshaped, the main body of the building is completed, and we can bury the pipes in the runner in advance.

This way, only one large boiler is needed."

"! It's really central heating! I thought you were just talking. ”

Roommates also came to be interested.

He pulled a chair and sat next to the gray man, and the two cows and horses from the design department spread out the paper on the table, and you depicted this unique construction idea in a word, and even selected the materials of the preset pipes, and started 3D modeling with some professional tools.

However, when their discussion was in full swing and they were getting more and more excited, a deep voice suddenly sounded from the side:

"What are you two doing here? Who came up with this diagram? Why is it so weird? And most importantly, are the bathrooms in this bizarre building you designed shared? So why are the sewer parameters you reserved for arranging according to the private toilet?

Did you really live in the Khrushchev building?

No, have you really seen that thing? ”

"Huh?"

As soon as the gray man turned around, he saw a white-haired old man in his sixties pushing his glasses and looking at the sketches he and his roommate had placed on the table, with a briefcase under his arm.

An old-school intellectual.

"Mentor? Aren't you still in Germany? ”

"Oh, isn't there an epidemic lately? Things didn't go quite right in Europe, so the meeting was cancelled and I came back early.

Don't look at me yet, look at the picture!

Tell me what's going on with this weird house? Why is it not marked with concrete? What are you going to use without concrete?

Stones? ”

"Ah, mentor, this problem is very complicated to explain, to put it simply, we have received an order from a game company to complete a city model for them in the game, and we also have to supervise the whole process as a construction supervisor."

The roommate glanced at the gray man, and then briefly packaged the game as a game, and the old professor who listened was stunned.

"Are game companies so casual these days? Just the level that you two don't meet the level of building a pigsty, it's enough. ”

"Ahem, let's not talk about that yet."

The Ash Man hurriedly changed the subject.

He took out a roll of blueprints from under the cabinet, unfolded it on the table, and said to his mentor:

"This is a sketch that the game company did before, and it's based on a medieval magical city that's been around for 400 years. Look, Tutor, this picture."

"Hey, this picture looks a bit of a way, the main body is a European-style castle, it should be in the Germanic style, right? The castle is the center and spreads out in all directions, and the standard medieval city design.

But this sewer system is a bit of a problem. How is it cascading? And there are obviously two hollow areas below that have not been drawn on the drawings, one each in the inner and outer cities, and the area is quite large, it should be an underground cavity, maybe a natural cave?

Is this a water source?

What is the terrain of its exterior? Tsk, kind of interesting. ”

(End of chapter)