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Chapter 1203 125. Golden Axe and Silver Axe

"The ratmen craftsmen prefer bread and thick soup. Your recipes should be more inclined towards these... Meat? As far as I know, they don't like large pieces of meat..." Little Smo first taught the camp chef how to prepare food, and then asked the guard to give Eli the drawing he drew last night: "They have a unique body shape, so they need special beds to sleep more comfortably..."

Annan and Francois stood not far away, watching little Smo busying around and enjoying himself.

"His enthusiasm has been fully mobilized... What method did you use?" Francois found it incredible.

Given Little Smoo's mental state a while ago, it's possible that he would be found hanged in his room one day...

"My way."

Francois suddenly realized and guessed that Annan must have used some sorcery trick.

"If one day in the future I become what Little Smokey was before, how about you do it to me too?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Francois sobbed, "You are so cruel. Have you forgotten everything I have done for you in Breeze City..."

After laughing for a while, Annan said, "It's actually very simple. I just told him that outside of Liberty City, there are many more people living in dire straits."

Why live?

Every person and every race has their own standards. Some hope to have forests all over the world, some hope to become nobles, some want endless battles, and some desire the secrets of knowledge. No matter who you are, there is always a goal.

Before this, Little Smo had lost his goal. And Annan helped him find it again, a bigger and more difficult goal than before.

"So what did you talk about?" Francois couldn't help but be curious.

Annan still did not give a direct answer, but just said: "He dropped an iron axe by the lake. I floated out of the lake and asked him whether it was the gold axe or the silver axe. Then he said it was the iron axe, so I gave him both the gold and silver axe."

Francois was thoughtful.

"Francois..."

"what?"

"Are you interested in being—"

"no!"

Annan was silent for a moment: "I haven't said anything yet."

Francois opened up and started complaining, counting on his fingers: "How many positions do I have now? I am responsible for diplomacy, engineering, and recruitment. You can't just pick on me and fleece me."

Michael is a lesson for them.

Look, a battle mage who is gifted, yearns for fighting, and likes to install horns on his staff was forced by Annan to stay within the alchemy room for three months.

Annan said aggrievedly: "Michael said himself that he likes to study magic..."

"Men also like succubi. Lock him in a room with a succubus for a month?"

Annan stopped talking.

"Why don't you listen to me first and then think about it..."

"No." Francois shook his head in resistance. "I know you. If you tell me what you say, I will not be able to refuse you. So I won't listen!"

Annan felt both relieved and disappointed. It seemed that he had to recruit new people.

Fortunately, the first batch of people who graduated from the school were assigned to various places in Liberty City. After staying at the grassroots level for a few months, they were almost able to be entrusted with important tasks.

These civilian officials who came from the grassroots are more aware of the poverty at the grassroots and are willing to work hard for change.

If you tell a nobleman that the poor are starving, he might just say, "If you can't afford bread, why don't you eat meat?"

The appointment of officials in Liberty City was left to Idiliya, and Annan was only responsible for remembering their names and then giving each of them some words of encouragement at the inauguration ceremony. Annan gained loyalty, Idiliya saved trouble, and Liberty City gained a group of conscientious officials.

In addition to being a mascot for his elder sister, Annan planned what he could do at the moment: build city walls, expand the trade area and scale, increase jobs, cultivate the otherworldly tree, shoot magical images, build new schools and continue to build wizard towers, and invest in scientific research...

Apart from shooting new magic movies, basically everything is in progress. Even the Burt brothers have been remaking their works, but Annan has not written a new script.

Annan gave them priorities. Obviously, both expanding trade and conducting scientific research required talent, so the new school had the highest priority.

Next are the city wall fortifications and the wizard tower. The intelligence of the Stuen ratmen is almost accurate. The former determines whether they will flee or defend against the enemy in the north, and the latter also determines whether they will flee or defend against the enemy in the north.

There is no need to worry about the remaining people's livelihood and trade, and you can slowly develop your own business empire.

Idilia had someone deliver the prepared briefings to Annan every day, which didn't annoy Annan and gave him something to do.

At least when a merchant from afar talks to Annan and asks him, "How much is your trade volume with the Zoronsais Chamber of Commerce this month?", he will not ask, "What is the Zoronsais Chamber of Commerce?"

"What is the Zoronsais Chamber of Commerce?"

"It's the Chamber of Commerce of the Principality of Keating, but it has an official background... You might as well use it as a way for them to ease the relationship."

At least it's not shameful to ask your family.

"understood."

For the next few days, Annan lived a full life as a lord, checking the daily briefing.

The progress of the tunnel is reported every day, but it is constantly decreasing from 70 meters on the first day, 72 meters on the second day, 68 meters on the third day, 64 meters on the fourth day... to 56 meters today.

"Why is it slowing down? Did you dig into the rock?"

"No, that's just... let Little Smalls tell you."

Yili's secretive look made Annan even more curious, so he called Little Smo over.

"what happened?"

He said that ever since he took the rat craftsmen to the theater, they had been obsessed with it and used to want to live in the tunnels, but now as soon as it gets dark they throw away their gauntlets and ask Little Smoo to lead them into the city. If he refuses, they will go by themselves.

“That shouldn’t slow down the construction, right?”

It can’t be that the ratman craftsmen have learned to find succubi?
That's troublesome. Who would have thought that I would lead the rat people astray...

"Uh……"

Then Little Smokey said embarrassedly that because the ratmen craftsmen always go to Liberty City, they like to talk while working, so their hands move slower...

"What did they say?"

"do not know……"

Annan said thoughtfully, "You didn't take them to the tavern?"

"No! I'm worried about them coming into conflict with humans."

"Well, go to the Mage Tower later and learn the Skaven language. Then you can see what they say."

"Okay, Lord Annan."

In any case, the changes in the ratmen craftsmen were not what Annan thought... they were simply attracted by the comfortable life in Liberty City.

So, using a comfortable life to corrupt others can also be considered corruption?

(End of this chapter)