Our family is in decline

Lance talked about his plan to make a fortune by speculating on the ruins, and it sounded pretty good, but Greendale was not very excited, and instead fell into thinking.

She is not the kind of guy who flatters others and will not praise the plan without thinking. On the contrary, she needs to find ways to find the problems in the plan and help Lance improve the plan as much as possible.

"You have been opposed to the large-scale use of troops before because you were worried that too many deaths would promote the cult's rituals. If you act like this now, those people who break in will probably suffer a lot of casualties. Wouldn't it help the cult grow?"

"Build the plank road openly and cross the Chencang secretly." Lance blurted out when he heard her words.

But this is not a common language, nor is it a barbarian language. It has an ancient rhythm and is as difficult to understand as a spell.

To put it simply - what did you say?

This is the real goal of all plans. Lance was a little hesitant to say it, and his eyes couldn't help but meet Greendale's eyes.

But finally he opened his mouth to explain the real core.

"First of all, you have to understand why there are skeletons in the ruins. It is a trap set by the Ascension Sect to protect its core. Anyone who wants to access its secrets must break through the defense line composed of endless skeletons.

Go in and fight the skeletons. It can be said that as long as the necromancer cannot be found, death will make the Ascension Sect grow, and the corpses left behind will become new skeletons and get up again.

But I'm not a fool, and I can't possibly fall into the quagmire of ruins according to the cult's arrangements.

But if we want to solve this unsolvable problem from other aspects, then we need someone to help us build momentum from the front.

To paralyze the Ascension Cult by acting like we are being held back, this is what I mean when I say these plans are all designed to attract the enemy's attention. "

Lance had no intention of chewing this bone without any meat. When the heir came, he just pushed out this plate of food. Is the ancestor just sending beggars away?

"Do you want to go through the beast's cave? That used to be the sewer of the old city. Maybe you can find a way around it."

"No, I don't have time to waste walking around in the cave. I want to go to the bay to avoid the ruins."

In the game, you need to walk through the dungeons one by one, but now in the real world, Lance doesn't need to follow any rules. He just needs to find an opportunity and do it fiercely.

Run through the thunder to the north and attack the old house!

"After the things here are taken care of, I will go to the bay alone." When Lance talked about this, there was already a bit of anger in his words. It can be seen that the ancestor's sneak attack this time really pissed him off. In a hurry, he didn't have much patience anymore, so he went up to it without even taking anyone with him.

"one person?"

"Since we want to go around it, we can't have too many people, and the situation in the bay is still unclear. It's more convenient for me to go alone."

"Yeah~" Greendale nodded slightly to show her support, but the worry on her face had not faded yet.

"I will arrange these things." Lance looked at her and couldn't help but stand up, take her into his arms and comfort him: "Don't worry, I won't take risks, I can't bear to leave you."

Lance's reaction made Greendale laugh and complained: "I am not a little girl."

"I also think you are great..."

The two of them were enjoying themselves, when suddenly Lance seemed to notice something and quickly let go of Greendale.

"When a debtor comes, just say I'm not here."

After saying that, Lance opened the door and climbed out of the wall without even daring to leave the door.

This kind of building made of large bricks, stones and wood was like flat ground to Lance, let alone the third floor.

Greendale was left holding her hand to cover her forehead and supporting the table with one hand. What stood out was a speechless expression.

But looking at the curve of the corners of her mouth, you can tell she is smiling happily.

Lance, who is not afraid of evil gods, is actually afraid of debtors. I am afraid that other than her, no one else can see Lance like this.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open without even a knock, and Tiffany's voice came at the same time.

"Why haven't we got the promised money yet? Why are there so many extra expenses?"

Only when she finished speaking did she realize that Greendale was the only one here, and her somewhat arrogant attitude immediately softened.

"Why is it Miss Dai'er? Isn't that guy the lord over here?"

"He is busy dealing with those things." Greendale stepped forward to calm Tiffany's restless mood, "Tell me something, why did the lord provoke you?"

"There is not much money left in the account, and now there is a lot of expenses..." Tiffany picked up the documents and showed them. It was obvious that they had just completed the statistics.

While listening to Tiffany's complaints, Greendale quickly flipped through the pages.

The most urgent thing is the fleet's cargo, which costs money, and Hamlet's special supplies don't count for much money.

To put it simply, Hamlet needs to pay for the trade deficit, and these gold coins have left Hamlet.

Because those people were leaving tomorrow, they stopped bothering the lord after getting Lance's exact time, and instead went to Tiffany to ask for money.

So after she sent away the businessmen, she came angrily.

"I don't understand the war, and I have no say in how much the pensions are. But if he spends money like this, no one can settle the bill."

Greendale could tell that what Tiffany really wanted to say was not the payment for goods. The bulk of the expenses were actually the two wars of Wilderness Action and Murloc Invasion that had no direct benefits.

At least there was no profit to be seen in a short period of time, especially the murloc invasion, which resulted in heavy casualties and the consumption of a large amount of supplies. The subsequent battle reward rewards and pensions for hundreds of people were all like a water pump draining the gold coins from the account.

As for Operation Dawn, conquering the wilderness does not mean the end. Wilderness development also requires a large amount of funds to promote.

Now Grendel knew why Lance wanted to use the church's help to screen out a group of thugs, because the labor camp didn't require any money, and he only had to take care of the food.

At the same time, a number of unstable factors were also screened out.

At this time, she also understood why Lance wanted to spread the news about the ruins. It was because of the need to develop the economy, which was also a big mountain that was weighing on the lord.

"Lance has just concluded a business deal with the people from the Medical Association. He will first use the money in his account to settle the payment. As for the rest, it will take some time to complete the calculation. Bastia will pay the ransom very quickly. It will come.”

Having said this, Greendale couldn't help but defend Lance, "He doesn't think about war every day. He just wants to fight if he wants to survive in this world. He does it so that we can have a safe environment." , we can only expand the war and choose the battlefield outside."

Tiffany didn't say anything about this. She was not a child anymore. Of course she could see this, and she also liked the atmosphere of Hamlet and didn't want anything to go wrong...

At this time, Lance had already received the money and entered the nursing home with several observers.

Paracelsus actually came back with some medical support at noon that day before Lance came back.

It's just that people like her have no interest in other things. After knowing that there was a fish-man's body, she rushed directly into the sanatorium. The commotion outside seemed to have nothing to do with her.

When Lance came up last night, he was still doing research on the fish-man corpse, and he finally persuaded him to go back and rest.

Maybe I stayed up too late. I didn't get up this early in the morning, and there was no one around at all.

Lance did not lead the five people straight to the anatomy room in the basement. Instead, he led them to a special place.

"If you spend a hundred gold coins each, it is impossible for you to suffer. Hamlet is not just a fish-man monster."

Lance took them around the specimen room and showed them the pig-man specimens.

But after saying that they would go around once, they really only went around once. They were taken out without giving them more time to observe carefully, and they didn't talk along the way. They didn't explain the origins of the pig people, nor did they introduce the situation of these pig people. .

This attitude is even more disgusting than talking. Standing out is a torture.

When have those observers ever been treated like this? If you can't beat him and still want to ask for help, you must show off your face.

But now they can only hold it in. After all, the unique pig-man specimens just now shocked them deeply. It is difficult to imagine what these monsters were like when they were alive.

However, the corpses placed in the autopsy room were so generously placed, and they were all members of the deep sea who had been dissected.

This is where they were given a tour, and Lance, who was paid to do things, began to introduce it.

“This coastal invasion has three categories of monsters with different forms. You may have different records in other places, but we call them deep-sea warriors, deep-sea guards, and the rarest deep-sea shaman.

There is also a big difference in their numbers. There are many warriors, and the price is naturally cheaper. There are five guards, but only three can be used. The remaining two are seriously damaged, while the shaman only has one, right here. . "

Lance briefly introduced them to them, and then asked for money.

"It depends on how much you want the corpses of the deep-sea warriors and deep-sea guards. As for the shaman, we have no choice but to sell them. However, we can sell you copies of the autopsy documents. It depends on how much you can give."

"Where are those pigmen?" Someone asked impatiently. They had heard of fishmen, but this was the first time they saw pigmen.

"There has been a cult that has been entrenched in the Hamlet area for a long time, and those pigmen are their masterpiece. I don't know how to make them, but we basically have research notes. If you can afford the price, I can still catch a few jobs. It’s for you.”

Lance said so much, Hamlet has a lot of good things, if you want it, you can pay more.

Who knew that the man waved his hand fiercely, "Don't talk to me about money, just make an offer."

Lance was stunned when he heard the first half of the sentence, but then started laughing when he heard the rest.

Seeing that the others didn't react at all and looked very calm, Lance knew that his previous offer of 100 for a visit was too conservative. They probably wouldn't even bat an eyelid if he offered 100.

Brother Fu is free and easy...

It's just that these people just finished showing off, and the next second they left Lance speechless.

"But we don't have much cash left, so we need to apply to the association to see if we can first..."

"Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand." Lance interrupted with calm words with a smile, but he was already cursing in his heart.

Good guy, no wonder they don't care about money. It turns out that they are the association's mission and they can be reimbursed directly when they go back.

Damn it, I thought it was a rich man, but it turned out that he was paying for food and drink with public funds, so he was so happy for nothing!

"You have seen the things, and there are things you can hand over. If you have nothing to do, go back. Everyone is very busy."

Lance didn't bother to say hello because he didn't have any money. The change of attitude before and after was not concealed at all. What stood out was that he was following money.

It was true that Lance wanted to seek cooperation with the Medical Association, but the status of these people was obviously not qualified to talk to him about this.

"We can go to sea tomorrow morning, so prepare yourself."

Under Lance's urging, the observation team soon left the sanatorium. They did not get any details about leprosy, but they unexpectedly got some other interesting information.

Just like Lance said, they had something to go back to communicate with each other. Although it was not much, and it was all mysterious and mysterious news, it was enough.

"Fishmen, pigmen, the cult seems to have a lot of secrets here."

"Did you notice the method of dissecting the corpse? A technique that is different from most methods today."

"I also feel that the person who performed the surgery must be a master surgeon."

"Have you noticed the organs that were stripped out of the specimen room? The structure of those pig-human organs is somewhat similar to that of humans."

"I think fishmen are a bit like..."

Their strong curiosity can be felt in the lively discussion, and at this time, one person's words made the others stunned.

"I want to stay."

Everyone exchanged glances with each other and found that they all seemed to want to stay.

The fact that they were sent to investigate an uncertain piece of news was enough to show that... it was purely idle.

But there is no denying their medical research, otherwise they would not be able to tell anything from the dissection techniques.

Seeing this situation, the mustached man didn't feel strange, but nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll go back and report. If you want to stay, you can stay."

What happened in Hamlet now has a lot of appeal to them. After all, they are not really big shots. Medical professors are still very attractive to the progress of medicine.

If he didn't have to go back alone, he might want to stay and try to have in-depth contact.

"What about us?"

The knight commander responsible for protecting their safety is also in trouble. So what is the situation now?

"The safety of the professors cannot be ignored. You can stay with the ship for now. I will just go back with the Roma ship. It is estimated that people from above will come here again soon."

To be honest, his move was very clever. After all, with those fishmen wandering around now, a passenger ship is not safe at all. On the contrary, everyone knows that the Roma ship can escape quickly.

A ship stranded here is nothing to the wealthy Medical Association, and it doesn't matter to these knight guards either.