Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Starting from simple personal feelings, what Yang Qiu wants to do the most is to drag out more than 60 local nobles who monopolize more than 20% of the wealth in Inadili's territory, one by one, to hang street lamps.

The Bartles family also eats more and takes more, but at least the Bartles family has raised a city defense army to keep them safe; the church, which has also been fed by the people, has at least resisted the front line of the dark invasion.

And what did these nobles below the Bartleis family do?

Land mergers, food price manipulation, casinos, usury, prostitution, exploitation of workers, exploitation of peasants... The things that people should do are not done at all, and the things that people should not do are not left behind.

It's a pity... the plate is too big, and Yang Qiu is not young anymore, so he doesn't have the face to do things that are too willful.

The most important point is that all of the more than 20 towns that Innad has led are the fiefdoms of these small nobles. It is easy to shovel out the nobles in one go, so it is necessary to send more missions to the players, but the empty power vacuum , there is really no one to pick it up-this is the real fatal thing.

But, not being able to use a knife for the time being doesn't mean that Yang Qiu will let these nobles go... It's nothing more than fattening up and killing them.

Rex sat there thinking for a while, not sure if he had understood the truth in it, gave Yang Qiu a resentful look and left.

Yang Qiu didn't pay attention to him, he couldn't care about a kid at his age, and he was still sitting there calmly playing with his mobile phone.

"What kind of bad cards are played!"

Not long after, Yang Qiu cursed in a low voice and quit the game.

"Well... this is the end of leisure time." Looking at the earth time displayed on the mobile phone, Yang Qiu stretched his waist and stood up unhurriedly.

At present, the average potential value of a large army of players is between 130 and 150, and those who earn enough prestige to take on the second-rank mission are almost reaching three digits.

Yang Qiu is a man of his word, he said that if he wants to get these guys stuck in the second job transfer for at least half a month, he will definitely cheat this group of people who have nothing to do every day and pull him out to scold him...

Of course, the pits return to the pits, and the job transfer promotion that should be given should still be given. If there is no difference after the second transfer and before the second transfer, then the players' enthusiasm for reputation will plummet, which is not conducive to long-term development—— It is advisable to look at the long-term scenery!

Deciding to start work, Yang Qiu first activated the spiritual field—the spiritual field formed by the spiritual power released by high-level spellcasters—to envelop the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Before he became a great magician, Yang Qiu's spiritual field could only cover a range of ten meters around his body. After he advanced, his spiritual field increased by dozens of times, more than enough to cover the mansion of the former Bartles family.

Turning the entire City Lord's Mansion into his own "domain", Yang Qiu can use black magic without burden, so as not to make the church people overreact...

The great magician can cast the forbidden spell instantly, and can even omit more than half of the spell-casting gestures. Yang Qiu raised his hand and swiped in the void, and a radiant and slowly rotating pentagram magic circle immediately appeared on the floor of the spacious living room .

This magic circle, which is similar to the semi-permanent teleportation point spell used by players, is a proper undead summoning technique-of course, it is not the player, but the real undead from the devil world, without self-awareness, and only with fighting instincts.

Soon, black mist rose from the formation's eyes, and a genuine undead wearing broken armor, holding a scarlet spear, and faint green fire flickering in his eyes appeared in the black mist.

Yang Qiu snapped his fingers, and the genuine undead appearing fiercely in the magic circle instantly disintegrated into countless tiny bone fragments, and the broken undead armor and scarlet spear turned into black mist and dissipated.

Under Yang Qiu's mental field scan, these bone fragments made of genuine undead as raw materials, those that meet the specifications slowly float up, and those that do not meet the specifications also turn into black mist and return to the demon world.

Next, Yang Qiu patiently made the semi-permanent rune skills for second-rank players...

When designing the player's profession, Yang Qiu had already decided on the direction of the rune skills for the player.

Warrior players can choose Weapon Master and Berserk Warrior branches after completing the second turn. The former focuses on survival and needs to arrange a strong defensive skill, while the latter focuses on output and needs to prepare a brand new explosive skill.

The second choice for knight players is death knight and holy knight. The former gives curse skills and the latter gives milk skills.

For Mages players, there are also two advanced routes to choose from, Dark Warlock and Dark Prophet.

In Xing Zhe's words, it is to subdivide the long-range playing with the bow and the melee fighting with the dagger...

It takes a lot of energy for one person to carry out such a complicated project, otherwise Yang Qiu would not have only designed four career routes... Cough cough.

In addition, just like the general skill "Appraisal" that first-level players have, it is necessary to design a general-purpose skill that can motivate casual players to hit the second level-those life players who go online every day and paddle blindly. Too salty, I would rather squat in the city and scribble rather than do missions to gain reputation. Isn't this occupying the latrine and not pulling SHI!Can't bear it!

While Yang Qiu was conscientiously performing his duties as a game producer, Westem's new lord, Tuttle Joe, was doubting his life.

"...In other words, since I took over the position of Lord Westem, I owe Yang tens of thousands of gold coins? Are you kidding me?!"

In the finance office of the town hall, Tuttle looked at Undead Mayor Ji Tang with a dazed expression.

"Yes." Ji Tang nodded, "Please rest assured that the debt of Westham Town Hall does not require immediate repayment. We have already worked out the work... Well, the repayment plan, please see here, this is Our goal for the fourth quarter of this year has been roughly achieved—"

"Are you kidding me!" Tuttle couldn't bear to listen, and jumped up from his seat, "I'm quitting, change someone, I wasn't willing to be this poor puppet in the first place!!"

"Mr. Tuttle, your personal debt has already exceeded one hundred gold coins, right?" Ji Tang said calmly, "Although the lord Yang does not allow the puppet lord to take the initiative to use public assets, if the performance is excellent, the lord is If you can get a fairly high performance bonus, Rex doesn't owe Lord Yang half a dime."

Anyway, everyone inside knew that Tuttle was pushed over because of his good image, so Ji Tang simply went straight.

Tuttle was silent for a while, then sat back silently.

In fact, Tuttle has hundreds of gold coins on hand, and he hasn't spent the ticket he got from Hal last time; but if he wants to pay back the "arrears" that Yang insisted on him, No matter what he said, he would never be willing!

After pondering for a while what the undead mayor said, Tuttle still felt something was wrong: "Wait a minute, since Rex has money, why haven't I seen him spend it? Isn't he still living in the dormitory like those clerks? "

Ji Tang didn't say anything, just looked at the "NPC" in front of him with a little sympathy.

Tuttle reacted on his own.

"——The so-called performance bonus is actually not paid, but deducted directly for reasons?!" Tuttle was going crazy.

Ji Tang still didn't say a word, but his eyes became more sympathetic...

How should I put it... The lord Yang, that guy who can never pay a dime without paying, wants to get free benefits from him, it is indeed a dream.

For example, the dumplings for the road-building coolies were the dark dumplings that Ji Tang and Zhao Zhenzhen dared not sell to ordinary people in the undead deli; The leftovers of the feed are just enough, whoever dares to sell it in the country will invite you to drink tea every minute...

This kind of leftovers from beating feed (also used to make cheap canned cats and dogs) does not mean that people cannot eat it. American food manufacturers generously use this stuff to make hamburger meat and sell it in fast food restaurants for many years. The conscience of normal Chinese people can't make it through.

Tuttle himself knew what kind of pee Yang was, so he was depressed for a while, and waved to Ji Tang with an aggrieved expression: "Come on, you continue to talk, let me die more clearly."

Ji Tang explained the financial (debt) situation of Westham Town Hall to Tuttle in a clear and orderly manner.

The debt situation of the Westham government is indeed serious, but this debt is not owed now, and part of the debt is expected to be owed-such as the cost of repairing the railway.

Lord Yang only pays for half of the railway from Westham to the exile town deep in the Tarantan wasteland, and the Westham government pays for the other half.

It will take one or two years for this money to be owed slowly (...), and it can be repaid slowly. The expert team also specially found experts in economics to formulate a repayment plan for Ji Tang , to ensure that the expenditure on repairing the railway would not drag down Westham's finances.

The greatest debt pressure on Westham at the moment comes from the industrial area on the main road in the town.

The land and manpower of the factory are all Westem's, but the machines are provided by Lord Yang, and the money must be repaid as soon as possible—yes, that's how Lord Yang knows how to do business, and interest is also charged on arrears. He is more or less an individual, the interest rate is not high, and the annual interest rate is only 6%.

Tuttle had never heard of such complicated accounts in this world, and before Ji Tang introduced him halfway through, he couldn't hold it anymore, and said with a dying breath: "Please, buddy, don't talk about it, I know we have to do it as soon as possible." Just put yourself into your work and participate in your work, and I promise I won't push you forward...you can just tell me what I need to do now."

Ji Tang waited for his words, and happily closed the account book: "It's actually very simple, just be a good spiritual leader like Rex."

Ten minutes later, Tuttle was dragged by Ji Tang to the workshop of a factory in the industrial zone.

Tuttle was born in Kargath, the largest city in the Rhineland Kingdom, which is more prosperous than Innatrix. Of course, he has seen machinery, right... After scanning the two production lines in the workshop, he stared at the female workers After looking at the things they took out of the machine for a while, he was still in a daze, completely unable to recognize what was produced here.

Ji Tang led Tuttle to visit the workshop and took him to the warehouse. He took out a small piece of bread that looked like a slice of bread from the finished carton and showed it to Tuttle: "You don't know this, do you?"

Tuttle shook his head.

"This is called a sanitary napkin. It's for women. It's similar to toilet paper... Well, you know that women have menstrual periods, right?" Ji Tang said.

"...?" Tuttle looked confused.

Ji Tang had no choice but to popularize his physiological knowledge with this guy...

Tuttle heard half of it, his hair almost stood on end, and said in horror: "Wait, wait! You told me what you want me to do?!"

Ji Tang said solemnly: "Rex and I have conducted investigations. The sanitary products used by women in rural areas and towns during menstruation are mainly reusable cloth strips. It is not easy to maintain hygiene and is harmful to women's health. Big. We need you to promote sanitary napkins as a lord, so that people can accept this safer and more hygienic sanitary product—"

Tuttle was dumbfounded, and shouted: "Wait for me! Are you crazy, I'm a man!"

Ji Tang frowned and said, "You want to say that you are a man and it has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course! You should find a woman to do this kind of thing, how could you let me do it?!" Tuttle said anxiously.

Ji Tang shook his head, raised his hand and pointed at Tuttle: "Look, even you have this kind of reaction. If you, as the lord, don't set an example and fight well in the propaganda war, how can sanitary products be promoted?"

"This kind of private matter between women should not be said publicly!" Tuttle almost shouted.

Ji Tang was expressionless, and said: "We don't have a textile factory in Westham's industrial area, and other factories recruit men and women together. The only one that only recruits female workers is this sanitary product factory, and this sanitary product factory is the first to recruit workers. Yes, do you know what that means?"

Tuttle said angrily: "How do I know that!"

"It means that in Westham, women have narrower employment opportunities than men." Ji Tang said, "In the family, it is difficult for women to become the breadwinner, and more often they have to rely on the men in the family to make money."

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Tuttle frowned.

"Without financial resources, it will be more difficult for women in the family to use the common property of the family on what you call 'private matters'." Ji Tang raised the sanitary napkin in his hand, "We have repeatedly done cost accounting. , limited to the immature relationship of the industrial chain, this kind of sanitary napkin must be sold for two copper coins and ten at the cheapest price, no matter how cheap the factory is, it will be difficult to ensure that it is self-sufficient in profit and loss, and cannot develop sustainably."

"It costs two copper coins a month to cope with menstrual periods. How many Westam women do you think can afford this money without the support, understanding, or approval of their families?"