After the Full Level of the Profession

After secretly blackmailing the queen for a live broadcast fee for the main show, this live broadcast finally ended. Robb turned off the communication crystal ball and also asked Sofa to turn off the live crystal ball.

The townspeople of Westwind also cooled from their brief excitement.

For these townspeople, it can be said that they watched a series of good scenes. First watched a wonderful football game, and then watched a wonderful battle of monsters. All the armed forces of the sea, land and air came out. The thieves are exciting. Tonight There will be no shortage of chatting and farting topics in the pub.

At this time, Robb suddenly let go of the volume, using the bard's "Sound of Nature" skill, and said: "No. Thirty-two, don't hide, get out and work soon."

A skinny guy came out of a low room. It was the new Governor of Westwind Town No. 32. He brought a group of administrative staff out of the room and walked in front of Robb: "We weren’t here just now. Hiding is just to reduce the trouble of the frontline fighters and hide themselves so that they will not have to be distracted to protect us. This is our consciousness."

"Isn't that just hiding?"

"..."

Robb sighed: "Aren't you a very powerful person before? In the Black Pine Mountains, carrying a large army of holes to fight the White Lion Knights, and yelling at me extremely arrogantly, now when I see the monster coming, I hide in the little In the dark room?"

No. 32 confidently said: "At the beginning, it was to restore the country for Her Majesty the Queen. There was not enough manpower. Even if I am a civilian, I must bravely go to the battlefield. But now the situation is different. As a civilian, I must do a good job as a civilian. ."

"Cut!" Robb didn't bother to vomit this stuff. He was obviously afraid of dying after he died once. Forget it, give you some shame. He said: "The tax you collected a few days ago, adjust Click it out and ask the craftsmen to repair the broken wall. By the way, you can hire a group of temporary staff to clean the corpses of the wolf cavalry..."

"Ah? Shouldn't these things be done spontaneously organized by the townspeople? Or the affairs of the nobles and gentry." No. 32 said: "Since ancient times, this has been the case."

"When you get to me, it's not." Robb said: "In my Westwind Town, these things are the obligation of the state and should be allocated by the government. Otherwise, why do you collect taxes? It is purely to dig a piece from the heads of the people. Meat?"

No. 32 showed an aggrieved look: “We’ve done enough things recently. It’s hard to collect some taxes. There are auxiliary roads and bridges there. There are two bridges on the broken canal. If we want to take the third one, we need to level all the roads in the town, and the taxes collected will be gone."

Robb said: "This is just the beginning, there are still many places to spend money later."

Thirty-two: "..."

He wanted to protest, but thinking that the queen sent him to fight against Robb, the main thing was to learn the advanced concepts of Westwind, and he never thought of returning the taxes to the treasury, so he had to obey his orders and sent his men. The administrative staff in Zhangluo went to Zhangluo to organize the manpower. The labor in Xifeng Town was very expensive. They spent a lot of money before they hired a group of craftsmen to repair the town wall.

Then they hired a lot of cleaners to clean up the corpses left after the battle. Of course, they were the corpses of some monsters. None of the local residents of Westwind Town died or were even injured. No, it can't be said that no one was hurt. George's heart was hurt. He plucked up the courage to jump out and fight, but he didn't get the praise of the girls, and the injury was serious.

After the previous battle for the city, the townspeople had to organize spontaneously to clean the battlefield, but now they don’t have this trouble. They can sit in the tavern happily, drinking fruit wine and fat house happy water happily. The work of cleaning the battlefield was handed over to a group of Xi Piao hired by the 32nd.

Xipiao people are regarded as cheap labor, but they are very happy. They have a job to make money. For them, the world is very beautiful. They have never thought about cheap labor because they are even more in their hometown. It's cheap, and I feel very valuable when I come to Westwind Town.

Robb was lazy on his stone chair, and couldn't help being happy: "Sure enough, I still need an administrative team to be more lazy. I will throw all the messy chores to the decent clerks to avoid these messy things. All look for me."

Captain Elsie approached from the side and said with a smile: "That's because you are Godfather. If you change someone, you would like to hold all military and political power in your hands. Only you dare to delegate power like this."

Robb said: "Don't be fooling around here, and come over as soon as the battle is over. There must be something I want to talk about. What benefits are you going to seek?"

Elsie was pierced, but he didn't even blush. He was very clear. When talking to Godfather, he should pay attention to efficiency. If he speaks bluntly, he will have the best results. So he cleared his throat and said, "This is how things are. You saw it in the sky today. Although my big tank is very useful, the enemy wolf cavalry directly bypassed me. I can't run as fast as them, and I can't fire artillery in the town. How good is this? Godfather, do you have any less powerful weapons that can be used on steam tanks."

Robb was happy: "How about the bow and arrow? You climb out of the tank top cover, open your bow and shoot, and one child with one arrow will be very handsome."

Elsie: "..."

So handsome!

Elsie hurriedly said: "Things as low as bows and arrows, installed on my advanced steam tank, don't seem to be very good, and the style doesn't fit well."

"Hey! Who is talking about Bow and Arrow Low? I don't like to hear that." A voice protested from the side.

Elsie turned her head and saw that it was the Elf Elder. Accompanied by two elven archers, the 900-year-old old man came to the church with a walking stick and sat opposite Robb. Elsie gave Elsie a blank look, obviously protesting against the argument of Bow and Arrow Low.

However, the elves weren't the kind of personality that stunned when they saw people, they just spit out Elsie and glared at him.

At this time it was getting late, and on the 32nd, a group of people was busy cleaning up the mess around.

Robb said to the old man in front of him: "Old sir, if you don't care about your elves, what are you doing here with me?"

The elder said: "My elves are unscathed, and administrative staff are handling the aftermath work. Why should I comfort them? Of course, I don't have to go."

Having said this, he paused and sighed, "After watching this battle, I just know why the people in Westwind Town trust you so much to protect them. Facing the powerful monster army, their confidence has never been the slightest. Shake, because you are really too strong."