"It's quite formal, and it feels exactly like the interview when you go to work."

At the beginning of the sun, as the sun rose, as the Executive Yuan went to work, Chen Tou, who had changed into the costume of an intern administrator, played with the psionic dog tags and arithmetic orbs in his hand, and left here under the leadership of his two students.

His outfit, which resembles a casual suit, was designed and made by another famous manufacturing player, "Lady Gentle Atmosphere", with her apprentices, and has been unanimously approved by the glorious civil servants of Transancia.

And the Water Lady received more than 1,000 gold coins from this design task alone.

This is enough to prove that it seems that the manufacturing industry is the "child of the version" of the current version.

And Professor Chen will also have a new understanding of this game, just now, he and Archon Miriam talked with Professor Malcolm for a while, and easily conquered the two main officers with his solid decades of expertise.

Especially Professor Malcolm.

He is a full-fledged professor at the Chardo Craftsman University, so he can naturally tell the difference between a true master and a charlatan at a glance.

Therefore, when Old Chen left, Professor Malcolm had already begun to refer to him as "Master", and Archon Miriam did not hesitate to confer on the "Old Man of the Construction Site" the very official title of "Chief Architect of Translasia" and the full authority in charge of the planning and construction of the territory.

This made Professor Chen a "head horse" in the administrative profession that surpassed the three brothers of mud trucks, shovels and all-risk semi-hanging, but the three brothers had no complaints about this, after all, Lao Chen Tou was a really capable boss.

The only problem now is that Lao Chen is still a player in essence, although he came to Transnicia to "guide the work", his career route still has to be "fighting monsters and upgrading" step by step.

"8 points of thinking, 6 points of charm, five character specialties, teacher, this is the opening template of the 'Chosen One'."

The gray man squinted at Lao Chen's fiddling with the character interface projected on the arithmetic orb in his hand, although it was the same as 30 points, but this kind of situation where a certain value was full is still very rare among today's small players.

What is even rarer is Lao Chentou's five character specialties:

[Architect], [Design Master], [Educator], [Knowledgeable: Charm +2] and [Xuefu Five Cars: Learning Power X1.5 times, Learning Time -20%. 】。

There's not a single combat specialty in this, but it's definitely the ceiling level of the administrative profession.

The most awesome thing is that Lao Chen Tou is probably the only player in the game who was born with a "profession", and the main profession of his three career columns has been fixed as "architect" at birth, and the second deputy profession has also become "reserve village chief" after changing to an administrative profession.

"Old man, I've been working on construction sites all my life, isn't it normal to have these characteristics?"

Faced with the surprise of the gray beaters and brick movers, the old professor himself was indifferent.

Although I don't say it, I am actually very satisfied in my heart.

In particular, the respectful attitude of the two NPCs greatly satisfied his self-esteem as an intellectual, and he himself belongs to the category of masters, so he can easily judge whether the person opposite is really capable or a straw bag.

Miss Miriam was visibly jerky, but Professor Malcolm was definitely an academic researcher like him.

It is said that he is a professor of history at the three universities in this game, so it's no wonder that when I talk to him, I always feel like I'm attending a seminar in school.

"Oh, in your words, the map hasn't been opened yet, otherwise I really want to go to the Chardo Artisan University to have a look, what is the difference between this and our university?"

Old Chen Tou was in a good mood, and he glanced at his main quest.

Despite being new to the game, the first task he triggered was to make a pre-construction master plan for the five collective farms, which was already overwhelming all the tasks that had appeared in the game so far.

But this is nothing to old Chen Tou, who has done similar work many times before.

Designers of his time always had to do a lot of practice, although they were always ridiculed by the new generation as having no style and no imagination, but from the perspective of pragmatism, Murphy would rather exchange 100 postmodernist designers for a sufficiently pragmatic Professor Chen.

"Let's go, let's go to the demarcated areas of those farms first."

Old Chen beckoned and planned to walk.

But the Grey Man had already arranged for his mentor, and a black carriage that was not luxurious but very practical was parked at the entrance of the Executive Yuan, and the two assistants of the Gray Man, Sister Paryn, and his three apprentices, were waiting by the carriage.

"This is my mentor, Professor Chen, a true master of architecture."

The gray man proudly introduced his apprentices and assistants, and the five of them saluted the old man in unison, but the old man easily noticed that these two similar-looking girls seemed to be closer to his apprentice.

He shook his head and glared at the Grey Man fiercely.

Obviously, he can't get used to this kind of behavior.

But fighting the gray man is also suffering, he really didn't want to do some strange things, as far as the player's current chicken is controlled by Lord Murphy, even if he wants to do bad things, he can't do it!

"Teacher, I'll go and apply for a guard for you."

The brick mover had realized that something was wrong, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and he shouted as he ran:

"The consul has specially assigned you two elite witch hunters as guards, I'll go and ask you to come over, let's meet at the farm."

He ran away as soon as he smoked, leaving only the old professor with his students in the carriage.

The scolding along the way made the gray man miserable, and he felt more and more that it was a wrong choice to pull the teacher into the game.

But it's too late to regret it now.

——

For the next few days, everything went according to plan.

Players of the combat profession are extremely fast in clearing gnolls in the wild, and with their level up and skillful cooperation, the 30-person team of Happy Stick alone has picked several large nests in a row, and other casual players have also taken the initiative to team up to attack similar places.

They soon discovered the second pleasure of this event in addition to the standings.

You see, the main role of the Jackals in the land of Translancia is that of robbers, right?

Since it's a bandit, there must be a hunt!

Although the style of jackal robbery has always been that people and money are wanted, and for them, robbery is only to meet the most basic physiological needs, that is, to fill their stomachs, but over time, the loot in some gnolls' bandit nests has also accumulated to a considerable extent.

The chaotic state of the Transnesia region simply cannot give the gnolls a channel to "sell their stolen goods", and even the craziest underground gangsters dare not do business with the gnolls, who knows when they will become the meat in the gnoll's pot?

In this case, rummaging through the large nests that players can then do can be extremely lucrative.

While there aren't many coins in there, and you'll occasionally find something as scary and scary as "Suspicious Meat", the loot found in the lair can be exchanged for money from NPCs!

It's worth it!

Not only can you brush the points pool, but you can also burst gold coins?

Oops, Gnoll buddies are so kind!

"These things are of average value, but they can be used in the rebuilding of the Crimson Keep, warriors, and this is the reward you deserve!"

On the edge of the Dark Barony, in a makeshift camp set up by the Cadman People's Army, Maxim, who had come to train with his recruits, handed a bag of gold coins to the three young players in front of him, and then watched them turn away with a smile.

Maxim's face showed a rather strange and helpless expression under his visor.

He glanced back at the three large chests that had been brought over by the three young players on a cart, the dried blood stains on them proved that they must have been trophies found in the gnolls' lair, and the boxes contained a pile of fabrics that had not been well preserved and somewhat damp, presumably handmade rolls of cloth from the Frozen Bay region.

There is also a box of preliminarily tanned leather, which is in quite good condition.

These three boxes of things can be sold for about 60 gold coins in the former Cadman City, and the box of leather alone can be sold for 40 gold coins, which is still the purchase price. But just now, he just gave the young players 10 gold coins plus a few dozen silver coins, which was enough to make them smile.

"It's so easy to use."

Maxim sighed in a low voice and asked his quartermaster to register the supplies in storage.

At the entrance to the camp was a group of grizzled recruits returning with ropes tied to a few black iron rank gnolls, all of whom had been seconded to the Happy Stick team this morning, and the way they looked was that their battle was not easy.

But fortunately, there were not many casualties.

It seems that the Warriors kept the agreement and did not use the recruits as cannon fodder.

This discovery made Maxim's heart even more satisfied.

Although Lord Murphy's warriors are very useful, their numbers are too small, and it is necessary to train elite local soldiers to truly defend the territory.

This encirclement and suppression of the Jackals came at the right time, and the current 300 members of the Cadman People's Army must pass the test of this actual battle before they can be given a more important mission.

Maxim intended to train the loyal warriors he had brought out as future commanders, and once the captured armed blood servants were returned, a large-scale army building was on the agenda.

With the 300 veterans who had experienced the Cadman disaster and all kinds of actual battles in hand as the main body of the new army, Maxim was confident that he would train an army worthy of war for Lord Murphy before the Black Plague arrived.

"My lord, there are enough new gladiators."

The heir, Norbert, came to report to Maxim, and in the twilight he wrapped himself tightly away from direct sunlight, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The Bloodrat Gang came to pick it up, and that Lady Dorothy wanted to talk to you, and she said she had a mission from Earl Murphy."

"Huh?"

Maxim made a confused nasal voice.

He assigned Norbert a task and went to make contact, where four wagons were parked at the rear of the camp with metal cages on the boards, and the soldiers were sending the elite and black iron gnolls captured in the battle.

These ferocious creatures have been infused with potions of weakness, enough to keep them out of trouble before they're sent to the fight club.

Whip-wielding black-uniformed, sinister-eyed creatures stood guard, newly recruited members of the Blood Rat Gang, while their leader, Dorothy "Razor", leaned in front of the first carriage, boredly playing with a strangely shaped short knife.

Maxim had never seen such a peculiar short blade.

It was clearly a recurve blade modeled after an eagle's claw, with a ring at the end, which looked rather strange, and Dorothy put the claw knife on her finger like a butterfly through a flower.

She quickly noticed Maxim's eyes, and generously threw the black, annealed, moire-patterned claw knife over for the vampire warrior to hold in his hand.

"Pretty good weapon, right? Perfectly suited to the Assassin's style, I occasionally saw the mountain blacksmiths in the camp making similar weapons, so I ordered 50 of them for my subordinates to use.

I call it 'Rat Claw' as the new symbol of the Blood Rat Gang. ”

Dorothy crossed her waist and whispered to Maxim:

"You're the operator of the Fight Club, and tonight is the opening day of the second gladiatorial tournament, aren't you going back to the city to sit down in person?"

"I have a bigger mission, and you've promised to run that place well, and if you can't do it then prove that you're worthless! In Transia, ruled by Murphy's master, worthless creatures don't live long.

The kindness of the master is a superior virtue, and unfortunately I do not possess it. ”

Maxim's fingers moved, and he slammed the claw knife into the air with a piercing whistle.

He made a few combat moves and was very pleased with the vicious weapon, and seemed to have seen its fierce gesture as it slashed through the throat of the enemy, and easily put it in the combat bag on his waist.

He looked up and said to Dorothy:

"Tell me, what's your mission?"

"It's a strange task."

Dorothy pursed her lips and whispered to her temporary superior:

"It was a few warriors of adults who approached me and asked me to cooperate with them in one thing.

They took a strange gnolll with them, and said that they were the new servants of Master Murphy, and they wanted me to resell the gnolls gladiator who had survived three battles to them at a low price, and to form a clan for the skinny, weird, talkative gnolls.

I don't know what Lord Earl means.

But this has never happened in Transncia before, so take the opportunity to receive a gladiator and ask you.

I've heard that you're the most trusted person in Lord Murphy, so maybe you can explain to me what this means? ”

"Master Murphy's warriors are supremely loyal, you don't have to doubt them, they say it's the lord's order, you just carry it out."

Maxim shook his head and said:

"If the lord thinks you shouldn't know, then you don't have to run to me."

"But I'm not really interested in the truth, I just want to find someone to shake the pot."

Dorothy shrugged her shoulders and said very bluntly:

"Look, I reported it to you, so if it gets into trouble afterwards, I can't blame it, that's the rule of life for us underground rats."

"So cunning, it's not a warrior's doing."

Maxim waved his hand and said:

"But it has nothing to do with me, I'm just taking care of you for the time being, and you'll be her trouble when Adele comes back. What is the situation on the third floor of the sewer now? ”

"The same old way."

Dorothy pouted and said:

"All the warriors who are not afraid of death have come to exterminate the gnolls, and the ghouls on the third basement floor are left alone, they have been wandering and occasionally rushing up to the second floor, which is the second reason why I came to you.

I'd like you to assign some veterans to form a line on the second floor.

My new recruits are all newbies, and it's a bit of a struggle for them to deal with ghouls. ”

"As I said, worthless guys don't live long."

Maxim said coldly:

"I'll give you thirty veterans, but they'll only do defense, and cleaning up the ghouls is your Blood Rat Gang's job, and you'll have to find a way to complete it! We've cleared out the leaders of the ghouls, and all that's left is the rangers.

You can't even pass this level, so what qualifications do you have to serve Lord Murphy? ”

"Ahh

Dorothy, a little bewildered by Maxim's arrogant and unreasonable attitude, asked rhetorically:

But shouldn't loyalty be rewarded? I'm just asking for help, I can't do that."

"Return? Loyalty itself is the best reward you can get! ”

Maxim interrupted her question, saying:

"You're going to have to figure out how to do your job yourself! It's not negotiable, but if you really don't know what to do, why don't you ask the warriors for help?

But you have to be cautious.

If you don't give them what they deserve, it won't end well. ”

“？”

Dorothy blinked, she seemed to understand what Maxim meant.

A few hours later, in the sewers of the Crimson Keep, in the stronghold of the Blood Rat Gang near the fight club where this week's gladiator tournament was about to begin, Dorothy, who had rushed back from the dust, was playing with her talon knife while looking at Reeda and Lumina in front of her.

She said:

"You want elite gladiators who can survive three fights, and of course I can give them to you, and I don't even need you to pay for them. But as you can see, my Blood Rat Gang is severely understaffed, and Master Murphy has asked us to deal with the ghouls in the basement.

This annoys me a lot. ”

The cunning thief sister reached out and put the operation orb on her chest, and blinked her eyes to the little player in front of her:

"So, let's make a deal."

(End of chapter)