MTL - Stratholme God-Chapter 12 If you want to lose your family, build a road first, then buy a boat
Chapter 12 If you want to lose your family, build a road first, then buy a boat
This is based on the premise that it does not rain.
When it rains, those bad dirt roads can become very scary, often sinking the wheels of carriages, especially carriages loaded with heavy metal ingots, that kind of bad way is really unimaginable.
【Wetlands】Over there, many dwarves have been pulled back to Ironforge recently, resulting in a lack of transport workers and an increase in shipping costs.
The tool man explained, and McDonald knew that it turned out that the toll has recently increased!
McDonald just wanted to say that my toll is posted too…
Suddenly, the highlighted prompt of the system came.
【warn! warn! An attempt by the host to sell off property below the production cost has been detected...]
Damn, isn't Azeroth at the moment of human life and death?
Co-authoring system Think the human kingdom can win this battle without spending money?
"Set up five more horse teams, specially responsible for transporting supplies in Lordaeron. Then, I will build a stone road from Stratholme to Andorhal..."
When the mayor heard this, he was immediately frightened.
The main roads in the kingdom of Lordaeron are not fancy at all.
At this point in time, Lordaeron was the most powerful country in human beings, and the main roads between the provinces were the kind of dirt roads that people and horses stepped on.
To be reasonable, the athletic ability of ordinary humans is not comparable to that of orcs, and the horses are not comparable to the huge warg that can run long distances. It looks like the wolf of the Frostwolf clan, with a body length of more than two meters, except that the wolf is a little lower than the ground, it is completely the size of a heavy warhorse. The most outrageous is that the Warg has the ability to run long distances and has better stamina than most Lordaeron horses.
Because he knew that the war would burn to Lordaeron sooner or later, MacDonald was in a dilemma.
If you want to get rich, build roads first.
After repairing the road, most of them will be able to earn it back in the future, making it more difficult for him to lose his family.
On the other hand, if the prodigal failed, he first burned his lair Stratholme for the orcs, and even killed him. This is such a big loss.
This is not an ordinary prodigal 'game', but game-over will kill people!
So after a second of 'deliberation', McDonald decided to build the road.
"Your Excellency Duke, this kind of thing cannot be repaired by our family. If you leave the territory, it is still such a bad road, and the transportation speed will still slow down."
I have to say that the mayor's shoes are definitely an excellent tool person, and McDonald's is not happy to see him.
I was still thinking, the mayor is so good, how can I lose my family?
I didn't expect him to say the key to a ruined home.
This is like a highway that can go up to 100 miles per hour, and when you turn around and exit the toll gate, you will be presented with a two-meter-wide dirt road.
McDonald's eyes lit up: "Humph! I can do whatever I want in my territory. As for convincing other dukes, that's my business."
When McDonald revealed his road construction plan, the tool man's mouth was so wide that he could fit an egg into it.
The prototype of McDonald's road construction is the Roman avenue, which is mainly paved with stone and partly mixed with metal materials.
The road is composed of curved stones. These stones form a pavement higher than the road surface to facilitate drainage. In addition to the pavement, there are horse paths and drainage ditches on both sides of the road. The construction of Roman roads relied on precise surveying procedures, including by cutting hillsides, connecting rivers and ravines with bridges, and supporting the slippery ground sections with wooden piles.
McDonald's improved it a little, with a stroke of the pen, and changed it to a standard two-way four-lane super avenue with shoulders (emergency parking lanes) and sidewalks.
This is still no cement, if you develop cement for him...
Bathelas vomited blood on the spot: "My lord, this project is too huge, I'm afraid..."
The terrain of the Stratholme Territory is a bit bad, not to mention the alpine basin, the relatively flat part of the entire territory is roughly in the reverse C shape. Without the technical support of the dwarves digging through mountains and tunnels, this road would have been a long way to get out.
"Don't you always tell me that a lot of people don't work? I pay to hire some idlers, and then publish corvée."
Watching his duke spend more than 10,000 gold coins just collected with a wave of his hand, the town mayor was dumbfounded.
Before the toss was over, McDonald closed his eyes and pondered. When he opened his eyes again, he ordered: "Tell the Kul Tiran people that I will hire 20 large cargo ships of 500 tons. In addition to buying 10 second-hand, Order 20 more large boats, and build as big as you can."
"Ah!" The tool man was shocked!
Ten years of army, hundred years of navy!
There is no nonsense in this statement.
Cultivating an elite army requires the experience of blood and fire, but ten years is enough.
The cost of the navy is high, the construction cost of ships is high, and the maintenance fee is also high. It is not an island country like Kul Tiras, so there is no need to play the navy. Not to mention an inland territory like Stratholme?
Mayor Barcelas subconsciously persuaded him, and when the words came to his lips, he met McDonnell's piercing eyes, and was immediately discouraged.
Immediately, there was a gleam of hope in his eyes, because the last palace minister had just hanged himself on the southeast branch because of corruption. Wouldn't the duke want to reuse him for tasks other than his duties?
Thinking that he is likely to become the new minister of the duke's palace, Barcelas immediately nodded: "Understood! I don't know much about ships, subordinate, so I'll check it out."
"Remember, I only want the best!"
The best is often the most expensive!
Seeing that the tool man is so good, and no longer screeching and persuading him not to lose his family or anything, McDonald's "I'm very relieved".
Sending away the tool man, McDonald focused his attention on the new function [Professional Road] in the 0.1 system version.
Since we are going to stay here until the end of the first Dark Portal war, life-saving must also be on the agenda. In the original history, the Kingdom of Stormwind took about a year and a half from being invaded by the tribes to the fall of the capital.
According to the prudent mentality of 'there will always be people who want to harm me', it is not too much for me to study a profession, right?
I don’t want to be able to fight and resist, at least if I have something to run, hurry up!
【As long as you spend an extra 50,000 gold coins, the host can randomly choose one of the following eight occupations. 】
Plate Class: Paladin (unlocked), Warrior.
Mail Occupation: Hunter.
Leather occupation: thief.
Cloth Armor Profession: Mage, Warlock, Priest.
…
As soon as someone saw the extra money for the prodigal, he immediately grinned, and the whole person was not good.
Having been tricked by Uther once, he already has a psychological shadow.
The higher the goal of the loser, the easier it is to go wrong.
I don’t have to choose, I’m afraid.
"System, can I choose my own career?"
[Designated occupations require an additional consumption limit of 300,000 gold coins. 】
I can't afford to lose, farewell!
"Tell me, I'll be random."
In fact, what McDonald wants most is the cloth armor profession. After all, when my father was busy with something, he was the one who played for him. Even if he was caught by his father for a boring squatting spot, and he drove the trumpet to mine while waiting for the Thorium mine to refresh, he would be content.
And at the beginning, it was all remote occupations.
Remote is good!
A foolish tank has the thickest armor and gets the most venomous beating in front of it.
Just play a mage behind biubiubiu.
(end of this chapter)
