Don't call me evil god

If Ray Wayne was just a little angry before, he's not a little angry now!

"What do you mean!"

Wayne looked evil and tried to snatch the parchment back from Rena's hand.

Lena is now a stalker who is about to reach level 2. In terms of physical sensitivity and reaction, she is definitely not comparable to non-professionals like Wayne.

He just dexterously turned his body slightly to avoid Wayne's snatching.

"I mean - I didn't expect you to be so unsure of what you designed!"

"When Hugo Seavey introduced you to us, I thought you were a really powerful architect."

"My father was a mason, and he always felt that architects were more powerful than masons."

"Now it seems that this is your level as an architect?"

Lena's words were even more unkind than Wayne's, and could even be said to be hurtful.

Wayne gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger and said: "Why do you say that to me! What do you know! How dare you speak nonsense here!"

"Give me my stuff and get out of here right now!"

The argument escalated.

But Pett had no intention of breaking up the fight or trying to save things, and instead let Reina do what she wanted.

He believed that with Reina's easy-going and gentle character, she would never ridicule Ray Wayne for no reason.

She must have a reason for doing this.

not to mention.

Wouldn't the worst outcome be to completely offend Wayne to death?

It's not a loss that Petr can't bear.

Three-legged toads are hard to find;

Two-legged architects, even stonemasons, carpenters, etc. are acceptable. They are still easy to find in Ceylon!

With the guidance of the God of Knowledge, the worst he can do is think of other ways.

If it doesn't work, use the stupidest method to find someone who is interested in exchanging knowledge and let him learn slowly from scratch!

Anyway, there is no time limit for the series of territory construction tasks. Pet and the others are still young, so time is on their side.

There is no need to make his companions angry because of such an eccentric architect.

Especially, this companion is Rena Monya.

Reina waved the parchment in her hand, once again turned sideways to avoid Wayne's snatching, and continued to say in a cold voice unhurriedly:

"I've already seen the drawings you drew."

"No wonder the Countess is full of praise for your plan. Although this plan is very difficult, it is indeed feasible in theory."

"Others think your design won't work. Now, shouldn't you find a way to complete the construction and prove that you are right?"

"Why did you choose to give up in the end?"

"Because you don't have confidence in the things you designed, you don't think you can build the things on the drawings?"

"That's it?"

Listening to Rena's sarcastic words one after another, Ray Wayne's anger... decreased instead of increasing.

Hearing the word "that's it" again, he lost all his anger and became dejected.

He walked dejectedly to his own short bed made of straw and sat down on it.

"...What do you know?"

The same words, this time were soft and weak, even a little aggrieved.

Reina's tone also slowed down: "Yes, I am not from Ceylon. I really don't understand what happened back then."

“If you think you’re fine with it, why give up on your design?”

Ray Wayne buried his head between his legs in pain and replied dully:

"……I have no idea."

"I don't know why, everything changed overnight!"

"Many craftsmen suddenly began to accuse me, saying that there was something wrong with my design and that it was impossible to realize. They would not waste their efforts on something that cannot be made."

"I tried to find ways to convince them, explaining to them bit by bit, to prove that there was nothing wrong with my drawings."

"But it's no use!"

"No matter what I say, they are unwilling to communicate with me and will just keep blaming me!"

As Wayne spoke, his body began to tremble slightly, as if he recalled some nightmare experience.

"No craftsmen are willing to start work, and even the refugees look at me wrong. They all think that I am a liar who has deceived the countess's trust. It was me who caused their house to be lost."

"What can I do!"

"I'm only one person. No matter how hard I try, I can't complete such a large construction project alone."

"The people of the Glow God Cult withdrew the donated funds, and the project was suspended indefinitely."

"They concluded that the project failed because there was something wrong with the drawings!"

"I don't have a chance to prove myself!!!"

"..."

Reyna turned over the parchment she had found before sneaking into the shed without Wayne's attention.

On it are densely drawn structural design drawings of refugee resettlement houses.

Although she has never participated in construction, she can understand some of the contents of these drawings relying on the knowledge of masonry she learned from her father, Sr. Moni.

Bold ideas and clever designs.

At Lena's level, she can appreciate the technology contained in the drawings and the designer's confident and flamboyant attitude.

This is not like a fake drawing with serious design problems.

"What if I give you a chance now," Lena looked at Ray Wayne, who was burying his head like an ostrich, and said softly, "what if you can prove that there is nothing wrong with your design back then?"

Ray Wayne's head shot up.

"What did you say?"

Reina repeated, "Now there is a chance for you to show your design and prove that you were not wrong back then."

Ray Wayne said in disbelief, "The Countess is going to restart the construction plan of the outer city of Ceylon?"

"Uh, that's not the case."

Seeing that Wayne's mood was turning decadent again, Reina hurriedly added:

"But now there is a new territory that is being developed, you can do whatever you want!"

"If you can complete the building you designed there, wouldn't it also be the most powerful evidence to prove that you were not wrong back then?"

Ray Wayne was silent.

Pate stopped listening to the conversation between Reina and Wayne, and was considering whether to pay the knowledge points again to check Wayne's interest in recruiting.

The other party suddenly stood up and began to quickly sort out the parchment piled everywhere in the shed.

"Mr. Wayne, what are you doing..." Pete was a little unsure and asked for confirmation.

Ray Wayne kept packing, and took out a worn cloth bag from the corner of the room, and carefully put the sorted parchment into it:

"When do we leave for the territory you mentioned?"

"Are the building materials and craftsmen ready?"

"When can we start working!"

Pet was surprised.

Ten minutes ago, this man was impatient and tried to drive people away.

But after Lena's "talk therapy", his attitude was even more anxious than Pete and the others, and he couldn't wait to set off!

Pet checked the interest level again:

[Wayne's interest in recruitment issues: 200%]

Steady!

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