Chapter 1201 123. Taking the rats to see the magical images
This name carries Annan's beautiful vision: I hope these rat craftsmen can bring good things.
In fact, they did a good job. Olmedo, who received the current progress of the tunnel, said that the 100 Skaven made the excavation nearly twice as fast as the previous two days.
"If it's so easy to use, let's ask the Stun Ratman to send 100 Ratman Artisans?" Annan asked tentatively.
"Why recruit so many ratmen? In terms of efficiency, golems and earth elements are no worse than them." No one from the North would have a good impression of the ratmen. Even Olmedo didn't want too many people in Liberty City. Rat people.
"If you're in a hurry, why not use them?"
Annan shook his head: "What do the workers do when they work with golems and earth elements?"
Another 100 rat craftsmen will not crowd out the workers' positions, but it is not necessarily the case with golems, just like the Susan spinning machine that Annan moved out...
Exchanging greater efficiency at a smaller cost is certainly not a bad thing, but it is a bad thing at the wrong time: a hasty upgrade will increase the number of unemployed people, and the unemployed population will increase instability.
Liberty City can afford to support them, but it cannot tolerate the emergence of lazy people. So whenever there is a recruitment shortage in Liberty City, that is the best time to upgrade.
"Let's observe it for a few more days." Olmedo said, "We have to observe the citizens' attitude towards them."
"Then do as you say."
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Another thing happened on this day: the Elven Celebration that Annan was quietly paying attention to officially ended.
Apart from rumors of alliances and rare attacks, the Elf Celebration was no different from previous years - except that most of the forces were not eligible to participate twice.
The attack was downplayed by the Elven Court and the Kingdom of Paem, and it turned out that Prince Aidan did many evil things during the celebration because of his hatred of the elves. He was eventually brought to justice and his remains were returned to the kingdom.
Now that both parties have reconciled, the dispute is no longer at issue.
As for Annan...his role as a moderator was invariably downplayed by both parties.
The Elven Court will not claim that they will rely on human help to catch the murderer, and the king will not take the initiative to publicize the bad things Prince Aidan did in the court, so it is difficult to say that the generous gift given by the kingdom is not meant to be sealed.
That's better than Wang Ting. They didn't contact Annan and didn't give him anything. Tedder didn't contact him either and didn't give him anything. They were arrogant to the extreme and didn't even give him anything!
Annan could only think silently in his heart, thirty years on the east bank of the Pulani River, thirty years on the west bank of the Pulani River...
The guests embarked on their return journey, and Skeleton King was no exception, and specially "passed by" Liberty City.
"How many people did it eat?" The Skeleton King raised his head. The tree in the different world now needs him to look up.
The tree "Shasha" from another world shook its branches, and Annan said: "It's so unpleasant to say that, it's not happy."
The soul fire in the Skeleton King's eyes "stared" at the tree of another world: "Did it give birth to self-awareness?"
"Actually, it can't be said to be consciousness. It's more like a small animal that can respond to your actions." Annan stretched out his hand, and the tree in the other world dropped a branch in response and fell on his palm. The slight touch made him Can't help but smile.
Who can refuse to be close to themselves and belong to their own world tree?
"Aren't you going to hide it?"
"It's not necessary. I don't think the elves can react that quickly. When they find out, Liberty City will no longer be afraid of them."
"Have you decided?"
An Nan was just about to ask what the decision was, when he remembered the conversation before they parted.
"Who knows, there are no eternal enemies and no eternal friends. If the future elf is willing to kneel in front of me and lick...and beg for my forgiveness, I can't consider it."
Before leaving, the Skeleton King asked Annan for some leaves from another world for research.
Annan happened to have something to ask the Skeleton King: "If you get close to the Lost City again, help me try to summon merchants from another world."
After all, the tree from another world is not a native life. Who knows if there will be any accidents one day in the future. In order to prevent the carefully cultivated tree from other world from withering, he has to make full preparations.
After the Skeleton King agreed, he took Annan's free teleportation back to the Kingdom of the Dead - although warlocks have advantages of one kind or another, there are also many advantages that legends cannot match. Such as a transcontinental portal.
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New day, new noise.
But after listening to it for a long time, Little Smoke still liked the sound of the gauntlet hanging on the rock. With the sudden burst of sparks, he could see the night sky even during the day.
He occasionally helped the rat craftsman hold the magic lamp, but mainly he brought them food and wanted to take them where to play tonight.
The theater is a good place to go. Little Small still can't forget the shock when he saw the magic image for the first time. Although theater tickets as low as 1 silver coin are still a bit expensive, most people in Free City can go to the theater for entertainment on a free weekend, or go to the tavern to order a glass of lemonade and watch the succubus dance.
The rat craftsmen might not be able to go to the tavern, not because they are worried about fighting with the guests, but because their broad backs may not fit through the door.
In order to allow the rat craftsmen to be in the same theater, Little Small made a special trip to the Liberty City Theater during lunch time.
Coincidentally, the theater employee was a former member of the Free Blade. After hearing what he wanted to do, he patted his chest and promised that he would set aside time for Little Small in the evening.
Taking out the money bag, Little Small paid a gold coin.
"Is the Rat Man so rich?" his old subordinate said as he reached out to take the money.
"I got a severance package."
The theater employee stopped for a moment and refused to pick up the call.
"Take it, my severance package is more than yours."
The theater staff then took the money and promised to make those rat people feel like they were at home when they entered the theater——
"It's best not to let them seem like they're back home." Little Small had to remind him.
After a busy day, Little Smoke led the rat people to the theater just like yesterday.
After waiting patiently for the Ratmen to buy a bunch of food outside the theater, they entered the theater.
"Commander, what are you showing them, "The Fall of the Mage Tower"?"
"I am no longer the commander-in-chief... Do you show the ratmen the magical image of the ratmen attacking the mage tower?"
"Isn't it bad?" the theater employee said blankly.
"Would you like to work in a new theater?"
"Oh... Which one do you want to change?"
"Don't call me honorific...just "When Freedom Knocks on the Door"."
"Leave it to me!"
The core of "Freedom Knocks on the Door" is the story of aliens who were discriminated against outside and finally found happiness in Liberty City.
Therefore, although the rat people look at the orcs, they embody their own emotions.
If they have.
Little Small stood aside.
As the former commander of the Free Blades, he realizes better than anyone how useful magical images can be.
Regardless of race, gender, or position, magical images have the power to make people sit quietly in front of the curtain for two hours.
(End of chapter)