Our family is in decline

The appearance of Alves is also an unexpected surprise for Lance.

If you can catch him, you won't be able to let him go easily. After all, he is a talented person, and he will play a big role in the construction of Hamlet.

As for why you exposed his hypocrisy at the beginning and scolded him directly?

That's because this kind of old guy is very sensitive to outside influences. If he pulls slowly with him, Lance won't be sure to encourage him, and there's a chance that his little tricks will be discovered.

It's better to tell him directly and give him a little Hamlet shock. Only when his emotions fluctuate, Lance can better influence him.

It doesn't matter whether it's useful or not. If he wants to continue being a mouse hiding in the gutter, then he can continue.

But tonight, this incident also reminded Lance of the big trouble of being a transcendent.

These things were very complicated, and Lance's original plan to sneak attack on the ancestor had to be temporarily shelved.

At this time, he understood the ancestral wisdom of "one size fits all". It was a pity that Hamlet could not collude with the church and use the opportunity to suppress extraordinary people, so he had to give up this sword.

Lance didn't dwell on it for too long. Now his main focus is on the military.

As long as the ancestor is not eliminated, he will be in trouble.

As long as this trouble is solved, he can focus on other things.

The plan for the dungeon was already brewing in his mind...

But some trouble found him first.

A new batch of fleets returned from Totnes, bringing more adventurers who came for the ruins, and also brought more people with malicious intentions.

There are many more merchant ships in the fleet, which makes the dock that has been expanded and repaired somewhat reluctant.

Among them, the most special ones are naturally the ships flying the flags of the Mercenary Guild and the Medical Doctors Association, as well as some special organizations.

For example, the Totnes Merchants Association, as well as some strange organizations and associations.

Some of them had enough financial resources to be on their own ships, and some were mixed in with the merchant ships.

There is no doubt that they are all attracted by the benefits brought by the rise of Hamlet and want a piece of the pie.

More or less, like other forces, they have arranged spies in advance to infiltrate Hamlet from all aspects.

According to their expectations, when they arrived, they were greeted by channels that had been opened.

It's a pity that when they arrived, they were still greeted by port staff, who read out repeated rules, and there was no news about their own people at all.

After some inquiring, I discovered that my people had been wiped out by a previous operation, leaving only a few who had not had time to take action and were still alive until now.

Hamlet gave them a "disembarkation" from the beginning and told them whose territory this was.

In a room, the representative of the mercenary guild met the leader of the group that Totnis had taken over before. He listened to the simple story with a strange expression, and then asked a question.

"Your mercenary group is almost ready to reach the gold level. Scorpion, do you really want to give up on this mission?"

"I also investigated afterwards and found that the situation is true. There was a policy a long time ago to abolish these land deeds. There is nothing you can do if they don't recognize it."

The leader, known as Scorpion, handed back the land deeds and documents, but the representative continued to speak reluctantly.

"Since when did scorpions start to obey the rules? It seems that you have adapted well here, even the sting has softened."

Faced with the mocking teasing, Scorpion looked up at the other party and said slowly, "That lord only forbids organizational activities, not individuals or small teams. His government team can solve all problems. Guilds have no advantage here at all." ”

After all, he was from a guild, and Xie Zi didn't want to offend anyone from the headquarters, so he still gave him a reminder.

But the representative disagreed.

"The most stupid thing about the lord is that he wants to control everything and monopolize all the benefits. No one will agree, and everyone will do it together."

If Scorpion hadn't been here for a while and had some experience traveling around, he might have been inspired by these words.

If that man really wanted to monopolize it, he would not open the ruins for free. Combined with Hamlet's policy, it can be seen that he distributed the benefits to everyone, and organizations like you are in the minority.

Even the most despicable person will feel sincere respect for the lord when they see him, not to mention that the ruins are open, and all adventurers know that it is better to break bones than to be cannon fodder for you.

But Scorpio will not fall into the opponent's face, so he will pretend to be stupid.

"The mission had already failed when we were caught by the police..."

"Hmph! It seems that you have made your choice. I hope you will not regret being an enemy of the guild."

The representative turned away and left. The meaning of that attitude has been explained.

But the leader felt baffled. He just wanted to preserve the mercenary group and did not want to participate in it, but he was directly labeled as a lord faction.

Could it be that in the eyes of these people, if the guild does not take sides, then it is the lord who takes sides?

The lords did not force themselves to take sides, but the guild did this, and the feeling of speechlessness and absurdity arose spontaneously...

The mercenary guild does not have many restrictions on its mercenaries. This is due to its unique mechanism. The scattered structure does not require the guild to bear too many responsibilities, and it also does not have such strong control.

But those in the Medical Association will not be like this, because they are trained by the association. It can be said that their own interests are bound to the association, so these situations will not happen at all.

Groups of armed guards disembarked from the ship, including the person in charge, who directly approached the people staying in the town.

The Medical Doctors Association will also respond after understanding the general situation.

After all, medicine is an industry under their monopoly. What's wrong with you Hamlet? We always talk about solving certain diseases. Doesn’t this make us appear incompetent?

Niang Xipi! It seems I have to go out...

The ruins are about to be opened, and forces of different sizes begin to be active on Hamlet again, directly making the overall atmosphere fall into a weird atmosphere.

At this time, Lance was also in the hospital meeting the professors and doctors who had said they would go back to help Hamlet break the wall of the Doctors Association.

With the help of his connections, the professor actually managed to recruit more than a dozen people. These were all talented people with considerable abilities, but they were more or less in conflict with the Doctors Association. Another key was their humble background.

In other words, those who are incompetent cannot touch the interests of the association and be squeezed out. Similarly, in the monopoly and rigid system, those without background cannot be reused.

They believed in the professor and had come into contact with some theoretical information on the road, but they still had doubts about Hamlet's achievements.

As college students from an orthodox college, they all have a kind of arrogance, a sense of superiority of so-called high-level intellectuals, and they are not willing to bow down easily even in the face of nobles.

Lance didn't mind this either, he just thought it was ridiculous.

After glancing at the reactions of those people, Lance suddenly smiled and threw something at the professor.

"Professor, do you know you were exposed?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into strange curiosity. The professor was a little confused, but Lance had already finished speaking.

"There are spies arranged by the association among these people. What you did is obviously known to those people. They let you back just to take the opportunity to steal Hamlet's medical technology."

This explanation not only failed to clear up everyone’s doubts, but instead plunged into the strange atmosphere, trying to figure out the meaning of this sentence and wondering who was the traitor?

The professor looked back and forth among those people, but couldn't see anything strange. After all, it was the people he brought here, so he could only ask Lance for help.

"How did the lord know that there were spies from the Association? Is there any misunderstanding about this matter?"

Of course, Lance couldn't say that he didn't know anything beforehand. What he said just now was just a test.

After all, the professor is not a trained professional broker. As a scholar, he probably won't hide it.

You won't choose test targets. If you go up and tell them directly, some of those people will choose to agree, and there are also some who will agree superficially and then choose to cooperate with the association in exchange for the association's support.

Although they were squeezed out and suppressed by the association, no matter what, the association was definitely more powerful than an unknown place.

It was obvious that there was such a person here. He was frightened by the words just now, and there were more than one of them.

"I'll give you one minute to stand up and leave through this door."

Lance took out a gun from somewhere and didn't care after that, just loading the gun in his hand.

As if noticing the gazes of those people, Lance did not stop moving his hands, raised his head and urged with a smile.

"The time is almost up~10, 9..."

The sound seemed to contain a great sense of oppression, especially the countdown, which made some people feel suffocated.

Before Lance could finish shouting, someone could no longer hold on. A guy immediately walked towards the door. Perhaps in order to avoid being so embarrassed, they all walked to the door, still giving some high-sounding excuses.

"That's not why the professor asked us here. You don't respect us at all. I won't play this stupid game with you..."

It would have been enough time to leave directly, but we had already reached the door. I had to say more and finish it for Lance.

"3, 2, 1, time's up."

When the words fell, before those people could react, there was a gunshot.

"Snapped!"

"Ah!" The guy screamed almost at the same time. You could see that he had been shot in the thigh. The lead bullet tore the flesh and blood, and blood kept flowing out. He had to fall to the ground, grabbing his thigh with both hands and wailing.

Lance chose to meet these people in the hospital to distinguish between work and life. Now it seems to be a prescient decision. After all, he doesn't like to see blood. What if it stains the house?

The sound of the pistol was not loud, but it was still too obvious, especially since most of the doctors and nurses here had served as interns on the front lines and were very familiar with this sound. It almost instantly aroused a strong reaction from the doctors and guards here.

Even before those at the scene could react, doctors rushed in. They also had some random weapons in their hands, either benches or candlesticks.

Then came the hospital guards, the kind who were actually armed with guns. These were all active soldiers in the military system, which was enough to show how much Lance valued the protection of the hospital.

Many people didn't know that the lord was here. When they came in, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, just in time to see the lord talking about the doctors.

"How can you doctors come in? You should leave when you realize there is danger, and leave professional matters to professionals, but you didn't..."

"grown ups!"

"It's okay, it's just a spy who sneaked in." Lance explained calmly, "Go tell people outside not to be nervous, I will handle it."

"yes!"

When the guards heard this, they withdrew without questioning at all. As for the wailing guy on the ground, no one cared.

"I know you are all questioning Hamlet's medical skills, so let's take a look now."

Lance turned his head and motioned to the doctors who were coming over.

"Prepare for surgery, I want him to live."

"yes!"

The medical staff reacted quickly. Someone went up and tied the upper thigh with a bandage to compress and stop the bleeding. Then three or two people carried him to the operating table nearby.

The anesthesiologist on the side used medicine to control it, and within this time, the surgeon had been decided, put on gloves and masks, and others had prepared surgical equipment, cleaned and disinfected...

Everyone was performing their duties, and the busy but not chaotic scene gave those guys a little shock.

Because they have all fought with the army and have experience in treating trauma.

And Lance was explaining and giving guidance like an instructor. There are not many people in the world who understand the structure of the human body better than him.

Everyone who was originally frightened by the scene just now couldn't help but be attracted by the sound. Most of them were immersed in the operation in front of them, as if they all felt the pressure and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Ding!"

Soon the blood-stained bullets were taken out and placed on the tray. If it was Disma or someone who had played with guns, they would realize something was wrong. The thing didn't even deform. What did it mean for the soft lead?

This was the result of Lance reducing the amount of ammunition, otherwise the injury would never have been so light. It would have either penetrated the thigh, or the projectile would have remained in fragments.

It can be said that Lance has already designed it in order to demonstrate the superiority of Hamlet's medical technology in practical operations.

After the bullet was taken out, the wound was sutured and then bandaged with medicine. After the operation was completed, although the guy's face was pale and his breathing was weak, his overall condition became stable.

“According to your treatment methods for this kind of injury, he would either die directly or be sawed off, but in Hamlet it was possible to save his leg. This is a victory of technology.

I know there are others like him among you, come out now. "

Lance's words caused them all to fall into silence. Unfortunately, the mouse hiding inside was still unwilling to come out.

To be honest, Lance was not surprised. The last one to come out was still lying down. Most of them were also afraid of being shot.

In response, he just called outside.

"Guard." (End of chapter)