Chapter 216 Being Taken Care of by Rich Followers? (Mr. Chun, Leader of the Alliance, Adds 1 Update)

Although Aurora Wharton screamed the loudest, when she really worked, she was the most efficient.

——Bernard took a wooden spoon and poured water on the wall and floor, relying on the vibration of his wrist to make the disinfectant water splash as evenly as possible; Gretel carried a large watering can; and Aurora Wharton...

He cast a levitating spell on the disinfectant bucket, making it follow him step by step. He then directed the water flow, used a wind tornado to roll it into fine water droplets, and then used a wind-making technique to blow it away and spread it evenly on the wall. Grete had just finished spraying half a pot of disinfectant here. When he looked back, he saw that Aurora had finished the work neatly and with high quality and quantity.

The masonry walls were shiny and wet, and it was obvious that the disinfectant was sprayed evenly. This efficiency is comparable to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention sending four people carrying large spray cans to push forward side by side for an hour. Moreover, after he finished his work, he reached out his hand automatically and consciously:

"Boss, here I come!"

Grete: "..." What can he do? Of course, hand over the task!

Hey, as expected, in this world, mages are the primary productive force... Look at Bernard next to him. He is two levels higher than Aurora, and his work efficiency is not as high as Aurora's...

Gretel took two steps back, crossed his arms, and leisurely admired the sight of the disinfectant being sprayed. Happy~~~

The biological laboratory that is pushed through by the disinfectant spray is the correct biological laboratory! Without this thing, a biological laboratory or something would just be a bomb that could explode at any time!

"Aurora, great job! Keep spraying! Spray evenly! Spray the animal farm next door too! - the bats are stored there!"

A thin mist of disinfectant filled the room. From the laboratory, to the animal enclosures, to the long swaying grass within the walls, water droplets were everywhere. So when Aurora finished her work and came over with the empty bucket, her nose wrinkled and "Ah Sneeze" sneezed.

"Boss, are we going to sleep here tonight?"

Aurora looked around with a grimace. Here...it's not that he is too picky because he is spoiled, this place is too simple!

In the walled garden, if it could be called a garden at all, the weeds had not been mown and were now taller than heads;

The floor in the house is neither carpeted nor floored, and it is not even paved with marble. Looking at the texture, it is "fossil into mud" and "turn mud into stone" respectively;

There were only two rooms that could barely be considered bedrooms. One had a single bed, and the bedding on it had a musty smell. It hadn't been exposed to the sun for who knows how long. The other didn't even have a single bed, just "Turn Mud into Stone." ] Summoned two stone platforms, with several wooden boards placed side by side on them. The wooden planks looked familiar, like ship planks hauled from the shipyard. Judging from the length, width, and sturdiness of the "bed," it was obviously a barbarian's couch.

...So where does he sleep? Should I sleep on the floor in the boss's bedroom, or sleep in the same bed as a barbarian?

Mosquitoes are still buzzing in the room...

He doesn’t want it!

Grete was also a little embarrassed. To be honest, he really doesn't live here usually. He lived in the Magic Academy when he was in the training class, and then lived in the Mage Tower, the forging area, and... In short, he lived in the laboratory for a few days when the experiment was particularly busy. If you deal with it for a night occasionally, this condition is still bearable...

But Aurora? A true nobleman, he has lived in the Mage Tower for three years. Looking at his soft silk robe and cleanly polished leather boots, he doesn't look like he can live here. Are you going to stay in a hotel? Grete asked about hotels that could match Aurora when he first came here. It seemed that the cheapest one was 1 gold coin per night...

How much money does he have in his pocket? Can you afford room and board for two people? Let Aurora stay in a hotel while the barbarians continue to stay in the laboratory. That is so unfair and absolutely not allowed!

As soon as Grete thought of this, his nose wrinkled, and "Ah Sneeze" sneezed too. He came to his senses and immediately walked out, calling to his two subordinates at the same time:

"Let's go! Let's live outside! - Remember, the concentration of disinfectant in the air is too high and will burn your eyes and respiratory tract. You can't stay for a long time! Lock the door and go find a place to live outside!"

Just pay, pay! At worst, write a few more papers and ask the Magic Council for project funding! Anyway, he had many subjects. He later sold the method of making sodium, and then the method of making potassium... holding half of the periodic table in his hand, he could sell it slowly, and then sell organic chemistry after it was sold out...

Grete strode out. The mage's robes were flying in the night, with a majestic momentum that seemed to be able to level everything. Bernard followed without thinking, but Aurora Wharton stood there, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"Old...boss..."

"Um?"

"I have a house here..."

Gretel: "...what?"

"I really have a house here... I was recommended to come to Nevis, and my father bought a house here. After becoming a teacher's student, he bought a bigger one... You, me, And him,"

He pointed at Grete, himself, and Bernard in turn.

"It can definitely accommodate the three of us! There is also a maid to clean the room! There is a cook to cook!"

Gretel: "..."

His mood at this time was as if he saw Corey's new resident doctor taking out a bunch of keys and saying, "I have two buildings in the community in front of the hospital..."

Nevis City, where the headquarters of the Magic Council is located, is equivalent to the magical capital of the kingdom! What kind of wealth is it to just buy one house after another in the capital... Anyway, Grete himself has never thought about buying a house...

He didn't even think about renting one! They all rent a farmhouse to accommodate Bernard, and he can live in it as long as he can, and if he can live there for free, he can live there for free!

So, now, if we go to live in the Wharton family's house collectively...

Is he being taken care of by his followers?

Really? Really?

Gretel was torn for a moment between paying to stay in the hotel and maintaining the dignity of the boss, and eating and living with followers, and finally chose to surrender to money. Money is a good thing. His little monster, who was renamed "Gold Coin" and is good at making various items, needs gold coins to maintain his activities!

If you want a microscope, a scalpel, a retractor, or all kinds of little things, you have to fill them with gold coins...

At worst, write a few more papers and let him be your second author!

Grete thought viciously.

A large group of three people - Bernard alone held half of the momentum - arrived at Master Wharton's house. Although his father was only a foreign viscount, Master Wharton's family's financial resources obviously exceeded his family's title. They walked from the suburbs to the city center, crossed the busiest commercial street, and walked into the garden area, only to see the Wharton family's house among the villas.

Although the location is not the best, it is on the edge of the villa area - to buy a house in Nevis, in addition to having money, you must also have a mage level, and you cannot buy it without either - but compared to Gretna The accommodation environment for species that use animal laboratories as residences has become one in the sky and one on the ground.

And it's still a two-story building. With a garden. In the side corner of the small building, light shines lightly from the window, illuminating the snow-white wooden fence surrounding the garden. There are vines twining on the fence, and among the green leaves, a faint fragrance wafts out in the wind.

"Judy! We are back!" Wharton waved away his magic mount and shouted. The wooden door opened with a creak, and a maid aged fourteen or fifteen hurried out, rubbing her sleepy eyes. When I saw Wharton, my eyes lit up:

"Master! You will be back today! Who are these?"

"She's my friend." Wharton ruffled the little maid's hair, touched her body like a magic trick, and gave her a shiny colorful candy. Seeing the little maid smile with bright eyes, Wharton also smiled and pushed her to turn around:

"Help us each tidy up a bedroom—the best room—and tell Aunt Susan to bring us some food! Get more! I'm hungry!"

The whole building suddenly came alive. In the living room and on the corridor, the lamps were quickly lit one by one. There was a commotion in the kitchen, and the fat cook in a white apron hurriedly took out a wooden tray for the boss, then put down a cane basket of white bread, a cane basket of cookies, and a plate full of sliced ​​bacon and bacon. cheese:

"That's all that's ready-made. Master, you and your friends need to fill your bellies first! The leg of lamb needs to be roasted again, and the roasted goose needs to be heated up. Master, just sit down and wait. It'll be ready in a while! There is something else needed. What?"

Wizard Wharton glanced at Gretel inquiringly. Gretel glanced at the barbarian and saw that he was eager to eat, as if he could eat more food, so he no longer refused. After thinking for a moment, he made a request:

"Is there any milk?"

"It's so late..." The cook was embarrassed. The milk is always delivered in the morning. At night, if you don't drink it all, it will go rancid. "... If you want to drink, my dear guest, I can go out and look for it?"

"It's not for me, it's for him." Gretel pointed at Wharton. Seeing Wharton's surprised face, he added seriously:

"During the day..."

He glanced at the fat cook and didn't want to scare her by telling her about the poisoning. He just raised his finger and pointed at his throat:

"If you feel uncomfortable, it's best to drink some milk or goat's milk to soothe your throat." After chlorine gas poisoning, the respiratory tract and digestive tract will be burned. Drinking some milk can effectively soothe the mucous membrane of the digestive tract and play a protective role. As for healing techniques, Gretel doesn’t know if the great master of the conjuration system, Archmage Galen Novak, has any healing techniques that cover the digestive tract...

"I'll go look for you right away! Master, just wait!"

The fat cook was swept out like a wind. After a moment, she shouted angrily from the kitchen across the wall:

"Pete! Pete! Damn old man! Come and find some milk, Master wants to drink! - What? I don't know where to find it? Go to someone who raises cows! Milk it now! Someone who raises sheep will do, too!"

The whole house was buzzing with vibrations. Wharton smiled sheepishly at Gretel: "Aunt Susan is my mother's dowry... she has watched me grow up and has been cooking for me..."

His tone was one part warm and one part shy. Grete waved his hands carelessly: "It's nothing. It's my fault. When I was in the mage tower, I should have thought of getting you a glass of milk. It was a mess at the time, and I didn't know where to find it..."

"You don't know?!" Master Wharton opened his mouth in an "O" shape: "I seem to have heard that you lived in the tower for more than three months... You don't know this? How did you spend these three months? ?”

Gretel hehe. Not only those three months, but also today, others brought food to him... How to eat in the mage tower, where to rest, he didn't know anything except what others had arranged for him...

Wharton raised his forehead and was speechless. He grabbed two slices of bread, stuffed them with bacon, cheese, and the vegetable leaves that the cook had just washed and brought them, and took a big bite. He swallowed it straight down his neck and took two more sips of lemonade before he was in the mood to sigh:

"Boss... I really want to call you boss! On the second and third floors of Babel Tower, every mage can eat there. You can enter with the mage badge. No money or contribution is required. But the food is average, that is, you can eat it. It's just full. Young mages below level 5 who work in the tower eat there.

In addition, each school of thought and each organization, including the review committee, the editorial department of "Arcana" and "Magic", has its own small restaurant, small bar and so on. Some require payment, some require contribution points, and some require unified settlement by the school. Unless you're invited, it's best not to go in.

Like our Thunder Horn, there is a small restaurant on the 362nd floor, and mages of the school can eat with their mage badges. You can also order food from the tower spirit with the mage badge, but if you are not ordering in batches, or if you are an archmage or above, no one will deliver the order, so you can only go down and pick up the food yourself.

There is also the Plastic Energy Tower next to it. There are free meals on the second floor, gold coins are required on the third floor, and contribution points are required in the restaurant on the 15th floor. Boss, just order whatever you want to eat later. Contribution points should be spent sparingly. We can afford it with gold coins! I've got it covered! "

"Isn't it necessary?" Gretel hesitated. "It's not too much trouble to go downstairs to eat..."

Anyway, it’s only a dozen or so floors down. Compared to the hospital before, ahem, the emergency department’s cafeteria on the first floor is on the second floor. There’s no comparison. However, some colleagues come down from the 20th floor to eat...

"Don't worry, boss, this money is still affordable!" Wharton patted his chest confidently:

"No matter how expensive it is to eat at the Mage Tower, it only costs one gold coin a day, and only 30 gold coins a month. My family runs a wine business, which costs at least tens of thousands of gold coins a year. This amount of money is nothing!"

Gretel looked at him with shocked eyes. Disrespect, disrespect, local tycoon, local tycoon... earning tens of thousands of gold coins a year? He has traveled so far, and the gold coins in his hand have never exceeded three digits!

But this is not the reason why he eats and lives with others. After all, he is the boss and it is his responsibility to raise followers. Gretel took a deep breath and was about to continue arguing when Master Wharton already grimaced:

"So boss, if I am sent to the New World by my teacher, at least half of our family's business will be destroyed. Just the half of the loss will be enough for the two of us, even for him..."

At the other end of the long table, Bernard, who was called, had a bulging mouth and raised his head in confusion:

"ah?!"

(A four-thousand-word chapter! Contains the first update from the new leader of the new science alliance!)

Thanks to Mr. x-on:Chun for the reward of 100,000 starting coins for a leader! If the boss is grand, the boss will make a fortune!

Thanks to x-on:Ye Mengbing for the 80,000 starting coins, plus the previous rewards, it was enough to become a leader! The boss is generous, everything goes well for the boss!

18 more... Let me pay it back slowly day by day... trembling...

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