The pot-bellied president of the Gold Rush Town Mining Association walked on the road with his belly, which looked like he was about to give birth in October. Accompanied by the deputy mayor of Pyroxene Town, they toured the town.
He came to learn advanced experience and tried to apply it to Gold-Panning Town.
In other words, he and Wood were actually in the same line of work. It was just that Wood had snuck in secretly and stealthily stolen information, while he was visiting openly and learning openly.
In fact, if Wood had made a direct visit, the officials of Pyroxene Town would have been happy to receive him, including accommodation and companionship. Except for some secrets, most things would have been explained to him in detail.
However, Wood made a mistake — he subconsciously felt that information was very precious, and that Pyroxene Town would keep all kinds of construction experience confidential. Without some special means, he would never get the information he wanted.
It was not his fault, because he came from the Country of Mages.
In the Mifata Federation, the importance of knowledge could be said to have reached the point of madness. Because for mages, the most valuable thing was knowledge. They used this attitude in life and governance, and gradually formed the style of the whole Mifata Federation.
For the people of the Mifata Federation, knowledge? Secrets? Information? Of course, they had to do their best, pay a huge price, and even kill a number of people to get it.
Just by asking, they would tell you all the experience of building a town? In your dreams!
However, for the people of the four northwestern towns, this was a matter of course.
The environment in the northwest was harsh, and survival was extremely difficult. Every year on the night of the new moon, some villages would disappear under the butcher knives of the army of skeletons. This made the people of the northwest pay great attention to unity. It was a matter of course to help each other when they were in trouble, and it was reasonable to help others when they were rich. The experience of building Pyroxene Town? Do you want to know? I'll teach you. (Please refer to the performance of the Buddha's Palm after the Evil God of Fire was killed by Stephen Chow at the end of the movie Kung Fu.)
Of course, the people of the northwest also used tricks and various struggles, but this did not prevent them from helping each other at ordinary times, and it did not affect their exchange of intelligence and information.
For them, the only restriction was whether the information could be used by themselves.
For example, the scene that the fat president saw now.
"What are they doing?" He pointed to a house whose foundation had been dug out and paved with stone troughs that were far apart. The outside of the house was also bound with wood.
"That's the sewer and tap water." The deputy mayor glanced at it and replied, "But the sewer can be used once it's done. It will take some time before the tap water can be used."
"Sewer? Tap water? "Fatty asked curiously." What's that? "
"The sewer is the place where the dirty water, feces, and urine are poured into. The tap water is the place where there is a valve at the exit. When the valve is turned, clear water will flow out."
The fatty nodded and said, "This is quite useful, but your mayor's house seems a bit remote."
"That's not the mayor's house. It's just an ordinary resident's house." The deputy mayor said with a smile, "Our plan is to get sewers and running water for the entire Pyroxene Town in three summers and autumn, and to build a pipeline system covering the surroundings of the town. It will be much more convenient to build new houses in the future."
The fat president was shocked and asked, "How much does this cost?!"
The deputy mayor thought for a moment and said, "In fact, it doesn't cost much. Besides, the stone is mined by the stonemasons, the wood is the carpenters' idea, and the people who do the work are the townspeople … In fact, it's not bad to give the money to everyone."
The fat president was silent for a moment and sighed.
"We can't learn this. Let's learn something else."
So the group bypassed the busy construction site and came to the square.
"I've always wondered how you can plant trees in the square." Looking at the lush trees around the square, the fat president said in confusion, "This is too strange!"
"Our town has a purification circle around it."
"… We have one too, but our town only has some weeds at most."
The deputy mayor shook his head. "The scale is different. Our purification circle goes all the way to more than 30 feet underground."
The fat president was shocked again. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "How much does this cost?"
"I haven't calculated it. To be honest, it's not easy to calculate." The deputy mayor replied, "Because many of the materials were provided by Lord Satan, the chief mage of the Church of Void Mask. It is said that he spent a lot of effort to make such a purification circle. Even if you have money, he may not be willing to make another set for you. "
"In addition to this, there must be other expenses, right?" The fat president asked again. "It can't be just the cost of materials."
"Yes, labor and so on, the expenses are actually not small. But most of the work is done by the patrol team, so generally speaking, it's not a lot. "
"Patrol team? Forming a patrol team here? "The fat president was shocked again — it was like throwing a meat bun at a dog, but there was no return!
"Yes, we have ten strong villagers of our own."
"So few people? Is this really okay? "The fat president was a little puzzled.
"The Church of Void Mask has sent five Temple Knights, a mage, and a priest."
"That's more like it, but the cost is a little high." The fat president nodded and sighed.
"… And a Legendary Master is leading the team."
"Why the most important thing is said last! And how can a Legendary Master be a patrol! "The fat president wanted to curse. It would be strange if others could learn this practice!
"Since there is a Legendary Master, what are ordinary villagers for?" He could not help but ask.
"To be responsible for moving things," the deputy mayor replied as if nothing had happened.
The fat president was speechless and just rolled his eyes.
"In fact, there are other expenses," the deputy mayor said innocently. "After the purification circle was completed, the negative energy collection station we built in the first phase was also in the purification range, and it was directly scrapped. Later, we had to dig a lot deeper before we rebuilt it. "
The fat president's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found valuable information.
Even he also knew that the low-level negative energy crystals produced in Pyroxene Town sold well in the magic material market. Although the quality was not very high, it was cheap and good. Many middle-level and low-level mages were willing to buy some, which was very convenient, whether as a research material or to cast spells.
This was one of the main sources of income in Pyroxene Town and the most envious of other towns — at least before today, he was most envious of this.
If he could learn this technology and set it up in Gold-Rush Town, he would definitely be rich!
Hearing this, the deputy mayor was silent for a moment and said, "This … I don't know very well, it's a bit troublesome to explain …"
"I'm not afraid of trouble!" The fat president said firmly.
"… But I'm afraid of trouble," the deputy mayor said with a smile. The deputy mayor smiled and said, "How about this, when we pass by the Isuka School of Magic, we'll find a student to explain it to you. Many senior students in the school participated in the construction of the collection station, and they must know more about it than I do. "
The fat president nodded repeatedly and could not wait to urge him to speed up and hurry to the magic school.
As for the picture scrolls that were said to enhance the happiness and cohesion of the villagers, some of the welfare facilities in the village, how to improve the villagers' food conditions under the existing conditions … he was not interested in these things at all.
Happiness? Cohesion? What was that?
Welfare facilities? Didn't it cost money? Not if it cost money!
Improving the villagers' food conditions? What a joke! After all, he himself was just a person who ate plain tea and plain tea! He could only eat one fruit a day, dessert could only be eaten twice a week, and he lived on barbecue and black bread … Who could be more miserable than him?
As for those who did not even have enough to eat, and even the poor who died of cold and starvation on the streets in winter, they were directly ignored by him.
In his opinion, were the poor also human beings? Of course not! Without money and status, they could not be regarded as human beings!
Because of his urging, the deputy mayor quickened his pace and took him to the magic school.
The magic school was probably one of the strangest buildings in the whole of Pyroxene Town. It did not have the artistic and living sense of ordinary houses at all. It was square and flat, and the whole thing was a cuboid standing on the ground. There was a door on the ground floor. The door was open, and there was a sign hanging next to it.
From any point of view, this magic school did not look like a place to teach and educate people, let alone the residence of the legendary mysterious magicians.
The deputy mayor came to the school gate with the fat president, but he did not rush in. Instead, he shouted at the door, "Isuka! Isuka, are you here? "
There was a strange light at the empty gate, and a ball of light emerged. A voice like that of a little girl came from it, "Of course I'm here, I've always been here. What's the matter? "
"This is our neighbor, the president of the Gold Rush Town Mining Union. He wants to find someone to ask for advice on how to build a negative energy collection station," the deputy mayor said.
The ball of light shook a few times and replied, "This question needs my sister's authorization. I can't let him in."
The deputy mayor froze for a moment and turned to look at the fat president.
"Then … let's talk to Mayor Felix," the fat president said with some lack of confidence.
Mayor Felix was not an ordinary person. He was a strong man who had achieved great results in the World Number One Tournament. To negotiate with such a strong man, he really had no confidence.
It turned out that his idea was very correct.
"You want to know how to build a negative energy collection station?" Felix looked at the fat president and flicked his finger, casting a "Detect Good and Evil" spell.
She and the deputy mayor both emitted a blue light that symbolized good, but the fat president emitted a red light that symbolized evil, and it was very red.
"I won't give this to bad people," she said. "If someone like you learned this technique, you would definitely do it without any regard for human life. If that happened, it would be my fault. "
"I can change it!" the fat president said hurriedly, "I can change it! Really! "
He was indeed sincere. As long as he could make money, a lot of money, he would do anything, not to mention renounce evil and do good.
"Change?" Felix glanced at him and sneered, "Then I'll give you a year. Try to improve the lives of the miners in Gold Rush Town."
"Huh?"
"After a year, I'll visit you in person and see the results of your 'change' with my own eyes." There was a sarcastic sneer on Felix's lips. "But I think you must also be very clear what will happen if you speak carelessly to a battle mage at the peak of the high order!"
Then she waved her hand, and the fat president did not even have time to beg for mercy. With a burst of darkness, he was teleported outside Pyroxene Town.
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