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Chapter 340 Merger Showroom

Naturally, Lance couldn't let go of this opportunity. He took heavy but firm steps and charged forward with his sword in hand. He bumped into the Collector without waiting for any more reaction.

As long as the strength is strong enough, it has nothing to do with sharpness, and those collections that make up the collector's bloated body cannot resist being directly pierced by the giant sword.

Under the exaggerated strength accumulated during the charge, this blow pierced through the stars!
The huge body of the pigman knight can't hold up to an ordinary long sword, and the exaggerated shape and length of the giant sword are not something anyone can bear.

The collector's skeleton head was about to smash into the hood, and the faint blue light on his body became brighter and brighter, and even tended to dim, and the melting collection on his body also showed signs of disintegration.

Lance didn't know what this meant, but he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing, and it couldn't be delayed any longer.

With both arms, the collector was dragged down from mid-air with the help of the giant sword that penetrated the body, and the giant sword was inserted into the ground with the backhand, which also pinned the collector.

Abandoning the giant sword, he rushed directly to the collector's head, raised his hand, took out a musket and pressed it against his forehead to fire instantly.

There is no armor at this distance, even a copper-headed iron brain can't stand it, but the strange thing is that the bullet was really held back under the faint blue light, and it didn't explode the skeleton.

But the huge impact still made Collector dizzy and lost control of his body.

Regardless of the others, Lance took out his ax and slashed at the neck. The feeling of falling was not hard bone, but soft, like some kind of flesh and blood.

This awakened the collector, and several tentacles of different sizes stretched out from its neck, trying to sneak attack, but Lance had hacked one before, and knew where their core was, so how could he be unprepared.

The ax didn't intend to stop, but instead accelerated and intensified a little bit, killing the real core of the collector, a monster shaped like a brain but with weird tentacles.

Finally, everything calmed down, and the collections that were fighting with Boudica and the others fell to the ground as if they had lost power.

Lance looked at the completely unresponsive collector and heaved a sigh of relief.

I thought it should be done easily, but I didn't expect it to be a waste of effort. Sure enough, different collectors have different strengths.

But those things are no longer within the scope of Lance's thinking, and now he has one thing in his mind.

Last time the collector gave himself a piece of core equipment, so what will happen to this stronger one?
A bigger showroom?
Without even waiting for Boudica and the others to come over, Lance launched [Sacrifice] directly on the collector's body.

The collector's distorted corpse was swallowed by the void, but it didn't directly return the spirituality. This was a good thing for Lance, and he couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

Soon the gift emerged from the void, and that indescribable force was directly attached to the [Collector's Showroom] in his hand.

You can see a tiny tentacle entangled on the spine that forms the ring, and you may not be able to find it if you don't look carefully.

At the same time, Lance could feel that the attached space in the showroom had more than doubled, and at the same time, there were many more messy things that were difficult to distinguish in a short time.

It felt like annexing this collector's showroom.

And now Lance breathed a sigh of relief. There is nothing more practical than this. Spirituality can be replenished from other places. If you can't, go to the animal den to "eat pork."

But the storage space cannot be directly exchanged for ordinary flesh and blood.

"What's the matter with you, boss?"

"It's okay, the battle just now may attract the attention of some guys, let's leave here first."

Boudica's call brought Lance back to his senses, raised his hand and threw those messy things into the showroom, and after a simple cleaning, he led the team back to Hamlet.

There was no stop on the road, and they hurried on the road. Fortunately, as the process of wilderness development continued to advance, many passages were opened up, so they could soon return to Hamlet with the help of the horse-drawn carriage transported by the outpost...

"Huh~ I finally came back to life." Lance took several deep breaths, and finally he could no longer smell the disgusting smell.

When he came back, Lance still wanted to take the team to the newly opened bathing place to experience taking a bath.

It's just that he miscalculated one thing, that is, the bathing place will not open until evening.

So something went wrong with the first thing he did to appease everyone.

Lance didn't talk nonsense about this, he gave them a gold coin and asked them to go back to take a bath, eat and sleep by themselves.

To be honest, Tadif didn't pay much attention to what he said at the time, but he didn't expect the employer to come to the truth and return the subsidy.

Disma and Tardif slipped away to fool around somewhere, but Boudica was caught by him.

"Go, it's your turn. Remember to wash it, especially your hair." Lance looked at Boudica who was sitting on the stone steps holding his halberd in a daze.

"Oh~" Boudica stood up and let out a long sigh when he heard this, looking a little dejected.

"I didn't go fooling around with them, don't do that." Lance joked with a smile.

How could Lance not know what this guy was thinking, didn't he just want to take the opportunity to drink?
The agreed abstinence from alcohol must be carried out within one month, and those who disobey will be severely tortured.

But she didn't complain about her life and death this time, and Lance didn't want to be too harsh on her little hobby, so he added something immediately.

"Be better, and I'll ask the winery to save you a good bottle of wine when this month is over."

"Really!" Boudica immediately perked up when he heard this.

"When did I lie to you?"

"It's still good for me, Boss~"

Boudica wanted to come over, so scared that Lance quickly called her to stop.

"Don't come here, go take a shower, or you won't be waiting for dinner later."

After finally sending Boudica away, Lance thought about how to make soap, isn't it the saponification reaction of fat and lye?
There is quicklime, and there is lard...

Lance wanted to go back, but just as he left the hall, he saw Grindale waiting. It seemed that he came here only when he heard that he was back.

"The environment in the beast den is really terrible. We wouldn't have been able to come back safely without the props you prepared this trip." Lance praised the props she had prepared, whether it was an anti-disease and refreshing mask, or The corpse spores all targeted to reduce the difficulty of the task.

"It's okay, I can help you the best." Grindel did not show complacency because of these words, she still had that gentle attitude.

When she came in just now, she also saw Boudica's state, and she was so lost that she didn't even want to talk, so she knew that this trip was not easy.

"What's the problem in the town recently?" Lance quickly entered the state. He enjoys the treatment of the lord, so he must bear the corresponding responsibility.

"Most of the situation is normal, the biggest problem is that the productivity of the workshop is not enough..."

Lance has only been away for a few days, and Grindale has a [Messenger] on hand, and he has been notified long ago if any serious problem occurs.

Even the ones that were specifically raised by her are just commonplace questions.

Of course, he also knew that the productivity of the workshop was insufficient, so he started to improve the hydraulic forging hammer, deployed apprentices, and improved the division of labor, standardization, and incentive systems.

But this is a solution to the symptoms rather than the root cause. If you want to expand production in a short time, you need more skilled craftsmen and supporting resources to keep up.

But skilled craftsmen are skilled workers, and they can make a living anywhere except Totnes, where the market is full.

And there are no mines around the small town of Hamlet, and all metal materials have to be brought back from outside.

For these two reasons alone, it is easy to understand that expanding production is easier said than done.

In fact, Greendale also knows about these things, and there is basically no way to solve them in a short period of time, but it still needs to be mentioned, after all, all parties are urging them every day.

"There is another situation that I need to tell you, that is, the situation in the bathing place may not be so optimistic."

Seeing that Lance was not willing to talk about this issue, Greendale took the initiative to change the subject and talked about the situation in the bathhouse.

In fact, the bathhouse has been in operation for two or three days, but it can be said that basically no one goes there, but the consumption of the operation is real, even Grindale is not optimistic about this project.

"Why do you think no one goes to the bathing place?" Lance asked suddenly, which made Grindale fall into silence.

She really didn't delve into this matter. There are too many important things in the town, and she didn't take this matter too seriously.

Seeing her reaction, Lance knew that she hadn't thought about this question, but he didn't embarrass her, but said it out of his own accord.

"First of all, many people don't have the concept of taking a bath. They don't know the benefits of taking a bath, and the disadvantages of not taking a bath. Some religions demonize bathing for the sake of fooling the people, and far-fetchedly fabricate a lot of reasons, saying that illness is demon-possessed. body.

The second is that it is summer now, except for some special needs, who would want to take a hot bath?
The third is the most critical question. Most people don’t have the habit of spending money to take a bath. Do you think those ordinary people spend money to go to the bathing place? "

"So most of them go to the river to take a bath, which is cool and cost-free." Grindale also understands that it is already as hot as a steam oven. Sweat can be washed again.

And going to the river is free, you can wash as you want, but you have to pay for the bathing place.

Lance didn't care much when he heard it, and continued to talk about his views.

"Before I decided on the project of the bathhouse, I had already conducted research on this matter. If I want to solve the problem of no one in the bathhouse, I have to start from these aspects.

First, post the investigation report I compiled before, and then let people give lectures in the square at night to publicize the benefits of bathing and the disadvantages of not bathing scientifically, and also to get rid of religious imprisonment and smash their fabricated rumors.

Second, we must find a way to let more people try the effect of the bathing place. It will be free for three days at the beginning, and then reward those who have outstanding work and performance for free times, but it will expire after a long time, and no one can hold back Don't take advantage, first develop more goals, and then slowly cultivate their consumption habits.

Thirdly, we need to adjust the situation of the bathing place. If no one wants to wash in the open air, we can also separate several cold water pools or even cold well water from the hot spring pool; we charge the price by section Different, three times, five times, monthly subscription, etc..."

Lance talked eloquently, and at the end he didn't forget to boast about himself.

"If you want to solve a problem, you can't just find out the situation, but also explore the cause of the problem, and look at the essence through the phenomenon."

It's just that after he finished speaking, he found that Grindale looked a little strange, so he couldn't help asking.

"What's the matter? Do you have any comments?"

Greendale hesitated, but still expressed her opinion.

"This may require a lot of investment. According to my understanding, the easiest way is to collect a bathing tax, or prohibit people from going to the river to bathe..."

Lance couldn't help but fell silent for a moment when he heard this, but soon he understood what Grindel really meant.

The meaning of her words is very simple, that is, she is complaining about the rude methods of those imperial nobles.

If ordinary imperial nobles encountered such a situation, they would directly collect heavy taxes, or not let them go to the river, forcing those people to either pay taxes or not to wash.

Even if they knew Lance's plan, they wouldn't implement it, because a lot of money needed to be invested in the early stage, and it might not be able to be recovered.

Thinking of this, Lance immediately laughed and joked.

"Hahaha! Your idea is very good, just follow what you said."

Grindale couldn't help being stunned for a moment when she heard this, and she was sure that he understood what she meant when she saw Lance's smiling face. This was teasing herself, so she couldn't help but give him a blank look, but there was also a smile on that face.

Lance didn't feel offended when he looked at Grindale like that, but instead had a girlish agility.

That's right~ She was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but when she was young, she was burdened with the hatred of extermination, and revenge became the pillar of her survival.

And at his own age, he was supposed to enjoy his youth by picking up girls at school, but somehow he was burdened with the fate of Hamlet, and killing the old things became his only goal.

In a way both are...

"What's the matter?" Grindel wondered why Lance was suddenly stunned.

"I find you look beautiful when you smile." Lance said it directly without trying to hide it.

It's just that Greendale was a little at a loss, and could only restrain her expression.

Lance didn't mean to continue this, but took the initiative to change the topic.

"As a ruler, if he only considers his own interests, then there is no need for him to exist, because anyone can replace him.

I invest in bathhouses not for making money, but for the health of residents, reducing medical burden, promoting related industries while developing and exploring, and creating more jobs.

What I want to bring is peace and stability, and better living conditions. Only these are worth fighting for and sacrificing for. "

Lance spoke righteously, as if a golden light was about to emerge from his body.

"For Hamlet!"

Grindel was a little surprised when she heard this, as if it was just an illusion, but she also echoed.

"For Hamlet~"

(End of this chapter)