Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 367

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The chairman of the Mining Union of Gold-Panning Town was so fat that he looked pregnant. He was swaggering down the road to visit the town, and he was accompanied by the deputy mayor of Pyroxene Town.

He came to gain some experience to try to apply it to Gold-Panning Town.

In other words, he actually had the same "job" as Wood, but Wood secretly sneaked in, stealing the information while he visited, learning it directly.

In fact, if Wood also made a direct visit, the officials of Pyroxene Town would be very happy to receive him, offering food, accommodation, and accompanists. Except for some secrets, they would explain most of the things to him in detail.

However, Wood made a mistake. He subconsciously believed that the information was very precious, and Pyroxene Town would certainly protect the experience as top secrets. Without some special means, he absolutely wouldn't be able to get the information he wanted.

He shouldn't be blamed for this though. After all, he came from the Country of Casters.

In the Mifata Federation, the emphasis on knowledge could be described as being crazy, because knowledge was the most valuable thing for mages. They used this attitude in life and governance and gradually formed the style of the entire Mifata Federation.

For the people of the Mifata Federation, they had to try their best to gain knowledge, secrets, and information, paying a huge price, or even killing a few people for it.

When people visited and asked for the experience of building a town, would they easily tell them? Impossible!

However, for the people in the Four Towns in the Northwest, this was different.

The environment in the northwest was harsh, so it was extremely difficult to survive. Every year, on the nights of the new moon, villages disappeared under the slaughter of the tide of the skeleton army. The people in the northwest paid great attention to unity because of that. Therefore, it was a matter of course to help others who were in trouble. It was natural to take care of others when they were developed. The experience in building Pyroxene Town? Do you want to know? I'll teach you, okay?

The people in the northwest, of course, used dirty tricks, and there were all kinds of fights. However, it didn't prevent them from helping each other nor did it affect their exchanging of intelligence and information.

The only restriction for them to exchange information was whether the information could be used.

For example, the scene that the fat chairman was looking at now.

"What are these for?" He pointed to a house whose foundation had been dug deep. Two stone troughs had been paved down there in the pit, and they were far away from each other, being encircled with wood outside.

"Those were sewers and tap water pipes," the deputy mayor replied after taking a look. "The sewers can be used right after installing, but the tap water still needs some time."

"Sewers? Tap water?" the fat chairman asked curiously. He was stunned. "What are those?"

"Sewers, well, you can pour the dirty water used in daily life as well as excrement into them, and the dirty things will be drained. Tap water means that there is a tap at the end of the pipe. Once you turn on the tap, clear water will flow out."

The fat chairman said, nodding, "Very useful, but your mayor's house is a bit distant from the center."

"That is not the mayor's house, just an ordinary resident's," the deputy mayor said with a smile. "Our plan is to use three summers and falls to install sewers and tap water for the entire Pyroxene Town. Meanwhile, we'll build a pipeline system covering the town. It will be more convenient when building new houses in the future."

The fat chairman asked, feeling shocked, "How much will it cost?!"

After thinking for a moment, the deputy mayor answered, "In fact, it won't cost much. What's more, the stones are mined by the stonemasons, the wood is cut down by the carpenters, and the work is also done by the residents of the town. So, it's good to give money to everyone."

The fat chairman was silent for a while, and then he sighed

"We can't teach that. Let me learn something else."

So the two of them skipped the busy construction site and went to the square.

Looking at the lush trees around the square, the fat chairman said, feeling puzzled, "I have been very curious about how could you plant trees in your square?"

"We have a Purification Array around our town."

"We also have one, but we only have weeds in our town."

The deputy mayor said, shaking her head, "The scale is different. Our Purification Array is deeper than 30 feet underground."

The fat chairman man was shocked again. After being stunned for a while, he asked, "How much did it cost?"

"Never counted. Honestly, it is difficult to count," the deputy mayor replied, "because many materials were provided by Master Satan, the chief mage of the Church of Void Mask. It is said that His Excellency has spent countless efforts in making such a Purification Array. Even if you have the money, His Excellency may not be willing to help you make another one."

"There should be some other costs besides that," the fat man said. "It is impossible to just pay for the materials."

"Yeah, something like manual work, so the costs are actually a bit high. However, most of the work was done by the patrol team by the way, so in general, it was not a lot."

"Patrol team? A patrol team here?" the fat chairman screamed in shock. Could they return once they went patrolling?

"Well, we have ten strong villagers on the team."

"That few? Is that really all right?" the fat man asked, feeling a bit puzzled.

"The Church of Void Mask supports us with five knights of the temple, a mage, and a priest."

"That should be all right, but the cost is still a bit high," the fat chairman nodded, sighing.

"There is also a legendary strongman leading the team."

"Why do you say the most important thing at the end! And how can a legendary strongman be a patrolman!" The fat man was simply going to swear. Nobody could copy such an experience!

"Since there is a legendary strongman, what do the ordinary villagers do?" the fat chairman couldn't help but ask.

"They're responsible for moving things," the deputy mayor answered indifferently.

The fat chairman didn't know what to say, so he just rolled his eyes.

"In fact, there are other expenses," the deputy mayor said innocently. "After the completion of the Purification Array, the negative energy collection station that we had originally built in the first phase was also in the range of the purification. So it was directly scrapped. Later, we had to dig much deeper before we rebuilt it."

The fat chairman's eyes lit up because he felt that he had found the valuable information.

He knew that Pyroxene Town produced low and mid-level negative energy crystals, and they were sold well in the market of magic materials. Although the quality was not very high, the price was low. Therefore, many mid-level and low-level mages were willing to buy some. It was very convenient to use them as research materials or use them to cast spells.

This was one of the main income sources of Pyroxene Town, and the most enviable thing in other towns as well. At least, until today, the fat man was envious of this the most.

If he could learn this technology and use it in Gold-Panning Town, he was certain that he could make a lot of money!

Hearing that he wanted to know about this, the deputy mayor was silent for a while. Then she said, "Well… I don't understand it very well, so it is a little troublesome to explain…"

"I am not afraid of the troubles!" the fat man said directly.

"But I am afraid of the troubles," the deputy mayor said, smiling. "All right, when we pass the Isuka School of Magic a moment later, I'll find a student to explain it to you. Many senior students in the school participated in the construction of the collection station that year, so they are definitely better at explaining than I am."

The fat chairman nodded repeatedly. He could not wait and urged her to speed up so that they could head to the magic school as soon as possible.

As for the pictures that were said to be able to strengthen the happiness and cohesiveness of the villagers, some welfare facilities in the village, and how to improve the food and drink conditions of the villagers based on the existing conditions, he was not interested in those things at all.

Happiness? Cohesiveness? What were these?

Welfare facilities? They cost money, right? As long as they cost money, then no!

Improving the food and drinking conditions of the villagers? What a joke! He could just have a rough meal! Only one fruit a day and two desserts a week, he almost relied on roasted meat and brown bread to live. Who else could be worse off than him?

As for the poor who didn't have enough to feed themselves and even died from starvation and cold on the streets in the winter, he directly ignored them.

In his opinion, were the poor also considered people? Of course not! A person with no money and no status couldn't be considered a person!

Because of his urging, the deputy mayor stepped up and led him to the magic school.

The Isuka School of Magic was probably one of the strangest buildings in the whole of Pyroxene Town. Unlike general houses, it had no sense of art and life. It was square and flat like a cuboid standing still on the ground. The gate was on the ground floor, and the gate was open with a sign hanging next to it.

No matter from what point of view, this magic school was not like a place to educate students nor a place for the mysterious mages in the legends to live.

The deputy mayor led the fat chairman to the school gate, but she did not rush into it. Instead, she shouted at the gate, "Isuka! Are you there, Isuka?"

A strange light appeared at the empty gate, and a light ball emerged. A little girl's voice came out of the ball. She said, "Of course, I am always here. What's the matter?"

"This is a neighbor of our town, the chairman of the Mining Union of Gold-Panning Town. He wants to find someone to ask for how to build a negative energy collection station," the deputy mayor introduced.

The light ball swayed a few times, then she replied, "This question requires the authorization of my sister. I can't let him in."

The deputy mayor was stunned, then she turned to look at the fat chairman.

"Then… let's go and talk to Town Mayor Felix," the fat chairman said without confidence.

Town Mayor Felix was not an ordinary person. She was the strongman who had gained achievements at the Fighter Championship. The fat chairman had no confidence in talking with such a strong person.

As it turned out, his thoughts were correct.

"You want to know how to build a negative energy collection station?" Felix asked. Looking at the fat man, she flicked her fingers and cast a good-and-evil-detecting spell.

Both she and the deputy mayor revealed the good blue light, but the fat chairman's body revealed the evil red light, and it was a deep red.

"I don't give technology to bad guys," Felix said. "If someone like you has learned this technology, they will work indiscriminately, regardless of human lives. If that happens, it will be my fault."

"I can change myself!" the fat chairman said hurriedly. "I can change! Really!"

He was really sincere. As long as he could make money, so much money, he could do anything.

"Change?" Felix glanced at him with a squint. She said, sneering, "So I will give you one years' time, and you should try to improve the life of the miners in Gold-Panning Town."

"What?"

"A year later, I will visit in person to see the results of your 'change,'" Felix answered, sneering. "But I will make myself very clear. If you tell lies to a battle mage who is also at the advanced legendary peak, you won't know what will happen to you!"

After saying that, she waved her hand and it got dark around them. The fat chairman was sent out of Pyroxene Town before he could even ask for mercy.

Chapter end