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“Novice Village Chief” Officially Takes Office_3 This is the future direction for the developnt of the village.
We must strive to beco the largest alchemical herb producer in the Transia region!
Only in this way can my villagers live a prosperous life more quickly.”
“Your idea is good, Knight Tepal, but it’s not realistic.”
On the other side, “Tax Officer Shinjin,” who wasn’t really a goblin but a slightly short middle-aged man with shrewd and rcenary eyes, scoffed.
He spoke to Tepal while riding his horse:
“In our administrative internship, you’ve also interacted with the locals.
Their cultural level is too low.
They can handle farming, but tending delicate alchemical herbs might be too difficult for them.
They can barely recognize a few words, and herbalists in the dieval era are definitely experts.”
“But Marlene can teach them!”
Tepal said earnestly:
“That’s exactly why I sent Marlene to learn alchemy before, to go to Morlan village and learn from the witch hunters’ alchemists, then teach what she learned to our villagers.
We must plant all the winter-surviving herbs before the first snow falls!”
“Two problems!”
Archmage Marlene didn’t refuse, but frowned and said:
“First, I have no connection with the witch hunters, why would they teach ?
Second, are you sure the villagers will understand and appreciate your good intentions?
If you stop them from farming, they’ll probably start a commotion?”
“Two answers.”
Tepal replied, confident in his strategy:
“First, you can join the Avalon Church and beco one of them.
You’ve been following the Spiritual Energy path, and you’re not keen on the Holy Light faith.
For you, it’s just a matter of choosing your interests.
Second, I don’t need the villagers to understand.
I am a dieval lord; I just need to issue orders, and they must follow.
There is no law here to protect their human rights!
I will expel those who are unwilling from my village, it’s for the majority’s benefit; the minority who are stubborn can be sacrificed!”
“Damn!”
This answer took Marlene and Shinjin aback, and Shinjin said quietly:
“That’s too—no, Tepal, you weren’t like this before, have you been corrupted by the NPCs in the ga?”
Faced with this question, Tepal sighed and said helplessly:
“No, if possible, I too wish for my villagers to respect and understand , but we don’t have much ti to persuade them, we can only use force to make them comply.
For a king, the greatest desire is respect and fear from his subjects.
If both are inevitably unattainable, fear cos before respect.
When the first batch of herbs is harvested and exchanged for shiny silver coins, they will understand my orders.
They live too miserably.
Poverty and lowliness have bent their backs so much that they can’t see far, but as a lord and manager, I must take responsibility for my people.
I must see further than them to lead them better!
No!
Not , but ‘us’.”
Tepal stretched out his hands on horseback, full of emotion, and said to his two lieutenants:
“Let the three of us join hands and make our Novice Village the best place to live in the Transia Lands!”
As the village head of Novice Village, Tepal, was explaining his future plans for his village, the heads of the other four farms were doing the sa.
Traveler Little Zhou and his dorm buddies were discussing mining around their number four village; they were top students from the geology departnt, planning to use their advantage to lead their villagers to wealth.
The number two village head was an administrative player with the ID “Pink Kitty Bunny.”
This person has been very low-key from the onset of the ga.
So low-key that he hardly ever appeared at the players’ highlights, but this silent young man was indeed a dark horse.
This was evident from the second place he acquired in the administrative assessnts.
He had no accompanying players.
But the four NPC assistants he could exchange upon receiving his formal village head appointnt were all replaced with administrative students from his class, all locals from Transia.
This was his chosen “administrative team.” He was now sitting in a carriage discussing a plan with his four assistants, holding stacks of blueprints and plans to build a lodging station for a comrcial road connecting to Bataxin City, as his village number two was the closest area to Transia’s current “comrcial hub.”
Perfectly situated in the middle of the road from Bataxin City to Crimson Castle.
He felt he had to seize this advantage, to earn the first pot of gold from the comrcial exchanges between Transia and Beilao.
From his orderly arrangents and his NPC lieutenants’ respect and obedience, it was clear that in reality, he was no simple character, definitely belonging to that small group of “successful people.”
In fact, his second place in the administrative test wasn’t because he gave it his all, but because he didn’t play his full hand.
He wasn’t soone who liked to show off.
Moreover, he had already reached a “secret pact” with the number one village head Old Huo.
The developnt of their adjacent villages was bound to be tied together in the future.
So, what was village head Old Huo of number one doing right now?
“Say, you are all professional managers, right?”
In Old Huo’s carriage, the newly crowned “top scorer in the administrative test” Life is pretty good, frowned as he looked at his four female secretaries beside him, clearly dissatisfied, he said:
“Why are the plans you’ve co up with so terrible?
They have no practicability!
You need to base them on the current situation in Transia, dig deep into the local ecology to unearth advantageous strategies.
Go, take it back and redo it.
If it’s still not good, your salaries will be docked.
If your developnt plans fail, the people in my village will starve!
So, ladies, can you please be more serious?”
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