Our family is in decline

He was relieved to speak for those doctors who had been abandoned and exposed the ugly face of the association.

This story may well have remained, like the academic legends Paracelsus had heard.

Of course, it is more likely that he turned into a joke, because at that time the decision was only discussed within the association.

The decision was changed before it was spread, and no one could help him prove it.

Originally, those who were given up should be those who stayed in Hamlet, but due to the operation of the association, he was expelled instead.

That's why I'm here today.

"what a shame."

Lance couldn't help but slowly shook his head, showing regret.

That's what old scholars are like. If they don't know how to adapt, they can't achieve great things.

If he accepts the task and comes to Hamlet as the leader to talk about this, Lance can use the power in his hands to cash in on him and ruthlessly squeeze out the association's wool, instead of listening to him complain like now.

But Lance still wanted to take a stand.

"Professor, just stay here with peace of mind. I will let them handle the matter."

Accepting someone is not a big deal for him, and he is still a professor. Although the things he learned may not be applicable, the more important thing is that Hamlet needs a management talent in the medical system.

He is very suitable, otherwise the association would not have planned to let him be responsible for this matter, let alone an expert professor in the college.

"I didn't come to seek asylum." The professor felt that the lord seemed to have misunderstood something, and immediately added, "I came to warn the lord that the association's change of direction was definitely not because of me. They must have a conspiracy against Hamlet."

"Professor, don't worry, Hamlet will never treat his friends badly, nor will he let his enemies go."

Lance has always been indifferent. There are many people staring at Hamlet, including one or two drug dealers.

"Hamlet welcomes talents. The development of medical technology requires everyone to work together, so that we can find cheaper and more effective treatments and save more people.

To be honest, it hurts my heart to see those patients not receiving treatment and suffering from minor illnesses until they die~"

Lance almost burst into tears as he spoke, advising this kind of person with a strong sense of morality to start morally kidnapping him directly.

The professor also felt ashamed after hearing this, "Oh...I have actually forgotten why I became a doctor in the first place."

But the university professor was different. He still didn't simply agree. Instead, he proposed a very interesting plan.

"I haven't been a doctor for many years, and I haven't had any practical experience. My skills are already unfamiliar, and I'm not familiar with your surgical school. I can't do much if I stay here.

But I was able to contact some outstanding students who might be able to help the lord. "

The most important thing for a professor is his ability, but he has been in this circle for so many years, even if he was expelled from the association, he still has some connections.

I have to say that his suggestion also made Lance feel feasible.

The messy things learned in school are not important. What is important is those who have been systematically screened and proven to be capable. When the time comes, come to Hamlet and learn and transform, just like Paracelsus, wouldn't it be enough?

The two discussed the situation and quickly settled on it.

"The next ship is estimated to be in two or three days. You can take a rest in the past few days. I will open our research report to you. You can also tell those students about it then."

"Aren't the lords afraid that I am a spy arranged by the association? How can I gain such trust from the lords..."

After all, the professor has been exposed to some things, and stealing research results is not something the association has done before.

But he didn't expect that the lord would believe his words so easily, knowing that no one could prove everything he said.

And now that he has opened the results to himself, this kind of trust really makes him, an adult who is accustomed to the sinister reality, a little uncomfortable.

"Totnes must have been spreading rumors about Hamlet's monster at that time. I don't believe you can take such a big risk just to warn Hamlet."

It's an exaggeration to believe that the words spoken by Lance have three achievements. Those achievements that can be seen by the professor must have been screened.

As for the issue of trust, Lance is not afraid. No one can lie in front of him.

But the professor found this very useful. In this era of chaos and despair, human beings have long lost these emotions, but they still yearn for recognition and trust.

Lance's light words were too heavy for the professor.

When Lance met the professor, there were also some heavyweights who came with the ship.

A group of people were stopped in front of the administrative building. They looked like they were dressed in mercenary-style equipment. Some of them were very muscular, while others were athletic. They each held swords, shields and bows. What stood out was their toughness.

One of the men seemed to be the leader and asked the man.

"Isn't this a mercenary guild?"

"no."

When the mercenaries heard this, they couldn't help but look up at the building in front of them.

The strongholds of the mercenary guild are as iconic as the church. Although the building in front of you has undergone some modifications and does not have the flag and house number, the main shape cannot be changed.

"If you have nothing to do, leave without blocking the door." The staff couldn't help but remind them when they saw this.

But it made the mercenaries furious, and one even started to yell and curse.

"This is obviously a guild, are you fucking kidding us?"

But before the commotion started, he was stopped by the leader and even left the place voluntarily.

"Captain, where are we going? It must be the guild."

"It seems that this task is not easy. We should keep a low profile and figure things out first."

Where to go to get news? There is only one place for mercenaries.

Soon a group of people broke into the tavern, and a strong man patted the bar and shouted.

"Call your boss out!"

Several other people were looking at the tavern and couldn't help but start discussing.

"It feels so peaceful."

"There are not many mercenaries, which is very different from the headquarters."

"They probably all went to the ruins."

The sound of their intrusion attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern.

But most of them looked at them like idiots, as if they were waiting to watch a show.

What happened to those who made trouble the past few days? These new idiots...

Then, just after seeing off the professor, Lance met the mercenary leader.

"I heard that you are looking for me?" Lance looked at the man in front of him with a casual and relaxed smile on his face, "Can you represent the Mercenary Guild?"

This sentence unabashedly revealed the identity of their group, they were the people sent by the Mercenary Guild.

"This is the land deed for the guild's residence. I hope the lord will not make things difficult for us, and we will not pursue it." The man spoke directly without any nonsense, and at the same time took out a land deed in his hand.

Although he didn't know how this came about, he was naturally well prepared when he came here.

But this thing couldn't hold down Lance. After a brief glance at Lance, he smiled and shook his head.

"That one of yours is fake."

"Then the lord doesn't intend to recognize the title deed? It has the seal of the Hamlet family on it."

The man's words undoubtedly involve a very key matter, which is to use the name of the Hamlet family to force Lance. The nobles are very concerned about this kind of thing because it involves the family.

But Lance just wanted to laugh when he heard that.

When had I ever cared about that family, let alone the waste paper signed by the previous lord.

Lance didn't mind his questioning and even explained it to him thoughtfully.

"There is no need for me to lie to you, because that is the wrong way. Our land deed is not like that. Whether it is true or false, it is a piece of waste paper."

After taking over the town and confiscating a large number of land deeds, Lance began land reform after the farm was recovered.

It was impossible for Lance to admit the bad debts caused by those stupid lords in front of him, so he simply returned all land ownership to the government, directly putting an end to land annexation in one step.

Only after those hidden dangers were completely eliminated did Lance dare to boldly transform Hamlet and start working hard on construction.

Before he took over, the so-called land deeds were abolished. The new certificates issued to those people later only had the right to use, not the right to trade. Anyway, I won't recognize your trade.

"At that time, I held a public notice period to claim it. No one claimed the land, so it naturally doesn't belong to you. If you don't believe it, you can ask the staff about it with this land deed."

The man was silent. This was completely bullying. He had seen many methods of taking things by force in his life, but this was the first time he had seen such a shameless one.

You have killed all the guild members, what do you claim?

"Why are you looking at me like that? Bandits killed me. If you don't accept it, you can go find them."

Lance seemed to feel something strange about him and said something strange, but that smile really gave people a very mean feeling.

Still silent, as if realizing that it was impossible to get the land back, the man put away the land deed and turned to talk about another matter.

"We hope the lord can release those mercenaries."

"It's not like I just let them go. I'm afraid even I don't know what they did. Don't you think it's funny to say this now?"

That's right, the biggest spies at the beginning were from the Mercenary Guild. They collected all the information about Hamlet.

It's okay if it's just like this. After all, many people are doing this. As long as it's not too serious and involves confidentiality, no one will care about them.

But they happened to begin to infiltrate and corrupt the bureaucrats and start causing trouble. The gangsters who went to the casino to cause trouble were their method.

It can be said that for those mercenaries who are used to being free, Hamlet's rules make them very uncomfortable, that's why they are like this.

What's more important is that the security, escort, wanted and other businesses where mercenaries account for the majority are directly taken over by Hamlet's police and army.

Destroying people's wealth is tantamount to killing their parents, so naturally the mercenary guild has thoughts of destruction.

Lance could understand, but he couldn't forgive. Since he had done such a thing, he would have to pay the corresponding price.

"Can't we discuss it?"

"What do you think?"

Lance didn't care about the slightly threatening tone and asked directly.

But what the two of them were talking about was not these things, but whether the mercenary guild could still gain a foothold in Hamlet.

The resident represents the association's legal status in Hamlet, and the person represents the member.

The resident was not brought back, and the people were not released.

This already explains Lance's attitude.

Stop showing off to me.

"There are millions of mercenaries registered in mercenary guilds around the world, and there are tens of thousands of mercenary groups, large and small. There are hundreds of mercenaries in Hamlet. More mercenaries will come in the future. Without guild management constraints, I’m afraid it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.”

"Don't scare me. If you are brave enough, you can declare war on Hamlet on behalf of the mercenaries. I would like to see how many mercenaries respond.

Don't tell me anything about management. You guys know nothing. Go out and find out if there is chaos among so many people here. "

Lance no longer had the patience to talk nonsense with him, so he directly threw harsh words.

What is a mercenary?

A plate of loose sand.

People like Leonard and Disma still took over the task of escorting Lance in the guild.

It is also true that two unknown people can easily register and receive tasks. You can imagine how loose and chaotic it is.

The guild that takes a cut of the mercenary mission rewards is even more of a vampire, with no guarantee at all.

It seems to represent the interests of the mercenaries, but in fact it is just using the mercenaries as gunmen to protect their own interests.

"The lord means not to let us live..."

The man finally couldn't help it anymore, but just when he wanted to be cruel, he made Lance laugh.

"Who are you? Are you a mercenary? Can you represent the mercenary? Why are you pretending to me? If you don't accept it, ask the boss of your association to come out and challenge me. If you beat me, you can negotiate terms with me."

These words directly silenced others. They themselves were also very aware of the laxity of mercenaries, especially when facing a crisis.

"It's not that we won't let you survive, but we have to stop it in moderation~" Lance calmly pointed out the bottom line to them, "We welcome tourism, but not business."

After Lance said these words, his attitude became clear.

We don't care about retail mercenaries, but your association has no place in Hamlet.

Hamlet can only have one vampire, and that is the lord.

This decision cannot be changed by the will of the guild. They must either accept it or have a fight with Lance.

It depends on whether they have the courage, Lance's fist is already hungry and thirsty.

After the people from the Mercenary Association left, Lance also understood that Hamlet could no longer hide it. If he wanted to prevent them from using his influence to cause trouble, there was only one way.

Opening the ruins allows them to turn their attention to the skeleton and buy themselves more time to deal with the ancestor.

This requires overcoming the final problem.

Lance's figure soon appeared in the institute. This Hamlet's true gold-swallowing behemoth was beyond the reach of even a nursing home.

Even in the most difficult times, Lance did not reduce his investment, and even continued to increase it.

Because Lance firmly believes that technological progress is the most priority way to get rid of the current predicament.

Woohoo, I want to play with my mobile phone, I want to drink fat house water... (End of this chapter)