Chapter 736 I Am Too Poor to Support Serira!

Gretel successfully found the jury. Old Sam's hair was messy and he stared at his red eyes as he weakly greeted him:

"What new discoveries have been made recently? Or are there any projects to apply for? Your paper has not been verified yet, and you have to wait for two more days..."

Grete glanced at his desk. On the desk, which was wide and large, at least 2 meters by 1 meter, there were at least seven or eight stacks of documents, squeezing Old Sam into a row between his two arms.

One red and one black. In the two ink bottles, there were several quills stuck upside down, and the feathers were ravaged. There is a map on the side, with red, blue, and black circles on it, and the arrows are drawn in a completely horrible way...

"Can I help you?" Grete couldn't bear to see it. Old Sam rubbed his eyes and was determined to answer him:

"No need...you can't help...it's all a grind now, we have to push it through bit by bit..."

During the review meeting, I was so busy that my feet were on my back. Elder Wood regarded the project as completed and paid the money as scheduled; the God of Nature Order in several other areas urgently called for a halt.

Change the plan, send the paper, temporarily assign a few groups of transformation magicians, and ask them to do repeated verification together——

After planting a crop of grain, how much nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium are needed to replenish the lost fertility of the soil!

This is just a branch project in a larger project. In addition, the Council will also need to consider:

Grain ratio? How much wheat to plant? How much barley? How much oats? How many beans, peas and lentils, how many pumpkins, potatoes and beets?

By the way, do you want to plant some pasture? Those livestock, especially the big livestock, cannot just watch them starve to death!

How big is the fertilizer gap? How to make it up, how long does it take to make it up, and where to make it up?

If these problems involving numbers and calculations can be solved with a lot of manpower, then problems involving people's hearts cannot be solved purely by relying on statistics and calculations.

For example, how to communicate with nobles across the country?

Although the Lord of Thunder and the Golden Dragon came forward to convince them, "The great famine is coming, we must use all means, including magic means, to stock up on food this year." However, will there be people who are unwilling to follow suit to stock up on food in order to annex the land?

If there was such a noble, would they use violent means to threaten them, or would they secretly hoard food and use it to seduce the people in their territory?

What should I do if it’s too far away and I can’t seduce him? Watching people starve to death? If you starve to death, your national strength will be damaged...

Or, discuss with the Nature God, God of War Temple, Spring Temple, and Mage Towers in various places, and work hard to farm and collect grain now? The nobles may not care about the life and death of their subjects, but the temple still wants faith!

There are so many problems, and it can even be said that the situation is different in every region and every noble. The experience of the south may not necessarily apply to the north, and the experience of Nevis certainly does not apply to the royal capital. It requires extra patience and meticulous work.

During this time, the eight great magicians of the jury, along with their assistants and administrative staff, spent all their time except eating and sleeping.

"You don't need to worry about these things." Old Sam rubbed his forehead tiredly:

"Tell me, what's the matter? The Lord of Thunder has to leave for a while. If you have anything to do, just tell us directly and we will help you with whatever we can..."

"Where are you going, teacher?" Gretel blurted out. Old Sam glanced at him with red eyes:

"The Lord of Thunder didn't tell you?...Then you don't need to ask. Anyway, it shouldn't be dangerous. By the way, what exactly is going on?"

"That's right, Cerela is going to sleep recently..."

Gretel explained the situation in detail. Sure enough, it was right to ask the judges. Old Sam readily pointed the way:

"Dragon nest? Yes. The council has a place to entertain dragon friends. It's on the north slope of Igor Peak, on the cliff facing the ocean. It's a big place, with good scenery, plenty of energy, tranquility and safety - how many months do you want to rent it?"

"rent?!"

Gretel was shocked. What, Dragon's Nest is for rent? !

"What else?" Old Sam was so sleepy that he almost fell over, so he was happy to insult him with a few words to refresh himself. He took a deep sip of black coffee, frowning in pain, and when he spoke, brown spittle flew everywhere:

"Have you ever seen what facilities in the parliament can be used for free? You don't need to buy a ticket for the small train going up and down the mountain? The usage fee for the big magic circle in the Star Dome is not deducted from the project funds? Why is Dragon's Nest an exception?"

"Aren't you here to entertain friends?" Grete asked bravely, "Why do you still need to charge money?"

"Generally speaking, we only charge a preferential price. Not much, just five hundred gold coins a day."

"Just?!"

Grete felt like he was struck by a thunderbolt on the head. Five hundred gold coins a day, 15,000 gold coins a month. Serila slept for half a year, and 90,000 gold coins went out...

Burning down a mobile tower spirit in half a year! It’s not enough, I need to post some more money!

"It's not much. It's just a threshold to prevent dragons from coming in for no reason." Old Sam patiently explained to him:

"The area of ​​a dragon's lair is more than 100 rooms if it is built into a hotel. The best hotel in Nevis can cost more than 10 gold coins a day, right?"

"But that's different!" Gretel tried to argue. The hotel has furniture, decoration, staff services, and may also include food and beverage expenses. What's in the Dragon's Nest? Bare!

I don’t believe you dare to pile up gold coins in the dragon’s nest! Needless to say, if it is piled up, even if the gold coins are spread out on the floor, you still have to worry about being snatched away by the dragons!

"The dragons who come to live in the Dragon Nest of Igor Peak are all friends of the council. Generally speaking, they come to help with projects." Old Sam answered confidently:

"The accommodation fee is paid by the remuneration for the work, or the magician who invited him will naturally be deducted from the project funds."

Generally speaking, magicians who are qualified to invite dragons are legendary or quasi-legendary, and are at least level 15 or above. The accommodation fee is nothing to them. They can just pay it out for any item——

Anyway, it's just the left hand turning to the right hand, just making accounts. The Council channeled excess energy into the dragon's lair and got a dragon to permanently reside on Igor Peak, which was a very cost-effective deal.

Of course, when we set this price, we didn't consider that there were people like Gretel, a mere level 7 mage who couldn't afford the dragon lair, cough.

"Oh, why don't you go back and talk to Miss Silver Dragon." Old Sam covered his mouth and yawned. Obviously, the strong cup of coffee just now did not boost his spirits:

"After all, she wants to live by herself. Maybe she can afford it? It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to pay. You can talk to the prophecy department to extend the time of working in the Star Dome... We also have other preferential policies..."

Grete returned sadly and went to Cerela to convey the result. Alas, Alexander, I am still too poor!

I can’t even afford to support Serira!

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