After just negotiating a big business deal with Boss Dart, I felt relieved and decided to take Cliff to try his luck in the town to see if I could find a job suitable for him.

Four or six points! A list of four or six points!

As long as I sell my mead, I can get a 40-60 split with the tavern. I basically make money on my own, with no additional costs or risks, and no middlemen to make the difference!

"Cliff, as a self-made entrepreneur, I need to tell you some common sense in life."

I took him out of the tavern and walked along the road turning left.

"Please advise!"

I nodded, quite satisfied with his attitude, "What you do for work is not the most important thing. Even if you are lucky enough to make your hobby a lifelong career, it doesn't mean you can work happily for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"

Cliff nodded as if he understood: "Well, I don't know what the deep meaning is, but I probably know that work is hard. So what is the most important thing about finding a job?"

"Good question."

I looked at the sky deeply, "If you are a worker and can dig three times more coal than others in the same time, then in the Soviet newspapers, he will be called a hero. But in the eyes of the capitalists, these three

Twice the coal is the bottom line of his work results the next day."

Cliff suddenly shuddered.

"Marcus, are you really not going to continue hiring me? I heard that you are still in the brewing industry, so you should be short of manpower, right?"

Cliff asked me enthusiastically, as if he was expecting me to come up with a new contract.

But I'm sorry, there is no place for you in my starting list. Next season, you will be placed on the tradable list, or you will be loaned to a sub-league team to accumulate experience and contribute to the future of the club.

Long term investment…

Ah, it's a conspiracy.

What I mean is that the emerging industries in the ranch seem to have a lot of workload, but in fact they are all technology-intensive industries (cheating). I am enough for the total number of employees.

…………

"Zach, how is business today?"

After walking along the road, we came to the beach in Ore Town and greeted him cordially.

Zach was carrying a box on the beach and was very busy.

"It's Marcus!"

The muscular man put the box on the ground and walked towards me with a grin.

"Are you short of people here? I brought a good product!" As I said that, I stepped aside from Cliff behind me and asked Zach to turn his attention to him.

Zach subconsciously touched his chin and looked at it, "Is it him? He looks a little young, but his bones have grown, so he should be able to sell it for a good price... Come on, open your mouth and let me see the teeth!

"

...Where did you come from as a slave trader? Why are you so skilled in business?

"Okay, okay, stop teasing him." I could see that Zach was joking, but Cliff couldn't tell. If it hadn't been for broad daylight, he might have run away.

I patted his shoulder and said, "This young man has just been laid off and unemployed. I feel like you are lacking people here. What do you think? Do you think he still has a chance?"

Zach looked at me with a complicated expression and said slowly: "If you had asked me a few months ago, I might have given him a position. But now..."

Cliff went from expectation to disappointment, "What's going on now?"

Zach shrugged helplessly and said sadly, "During the insect plague, I spent all my savings over the past few years and owed a lot of debt to my brothers in the Voyager Alliance. Now I want to work to pay back the money.

Already..."

Then this guy came over shamelessly and said, "By the way, Marcus, is your ranch still short of people? I can do my job efficiently!"

Gungungun, you can’t help but you still want to come and eat for free?

"No!" I refused decisively.

Zach said regretfully: "Then I can only go to Lilia and ask..."

I said disdainfully: "Cao Cao is looking for Zhang Xiu at night - you want to eat dumplings. Remember to wear a bulletproof vest when you go, otherwise you will be shot by Rick."

Zach also shuddered, decisively gave up the idea, and changed the topic to what I was interested in.

"Oh, by the way, the quality of the handicrafts you shipped yesterday is very good. They should be sold to art collectors at a good price. But the shapes are so weird. I looked at them for a long time and didn't know what name to write on the label. In the end, I just

The numbers will be packed first.”

"It's okay, I don't even recognize those things, so there's no problem in leaving them alone. I didn't expect that you also have artistic channels?"

Zach said modestly: "We just happened to know each other. After all, every month Jeff mysteriously brings things and asks me to hand them over to the gallery, so I took along the contact information of several collectors."

After having a meal at Zach's place, Cliff and I went to the next place empty-handed.

…………

The solemn church is still vacant today!

"Lost people, do you have any confusion and need to pray to the Holy Spirit for help?"

Father Carter stood on the preaching table, smiling as he watched us walk in. The faint smell of incense floated in the air, bringing a bit of coolness to the hot air outside.

The architectural style of the church is very clever and can create a gentle and comfortable cross-ventilation. Therefore, as soon as I walked into the building, I immediately realized that this is indeed a place that is very suitable for sleeping in...

"Father, your dark circles are a bit serious. Is your health okay?"

The expression on Father Carter's face froze for a moment, and then he continued, "It's okay. I had a fierce battle with evil in my dream yesterday, resulting in a serious lack of sleep. I can just catch up on some sleep after get off work."

Oh? It must be a big, soft, white, evil thing that can warm people's hearts, and it makes you addicted to it and stay up all night, right?

"Father, do you want more manpower? As long as you open the mouth of Chrysostom, I will send it to you later..."

Carter looked at me warily: "What's the matter? Please explain it clearly to me first. Why do I feel that something is wrong the more I listen to it?"

"You are too worried."

I pushed Cliff out, who was a little shy, and said, "Look, this young man is looking for a job. You are the only one in such a big church. You must be too busy, right? Don't you think about hiring another person?"

"Hire someone?"

Father Carter looked at me awkwardly, and said in a tone that was both heart-wrenching and wanting to refuse, "Although there is indeed some work to be done here, the church does not need people for the time being... Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand. Could it be that what you want is a housekeeping robot?"

Father Carter walked down from the pulpit, dragged me to the corner alone, and whispered: "I will tell you this matter alone, please don't say anything..."

I asked in confusion: "What's the matter? Do you also have Jews from World War II hiding here?"

"Shh... do you remember the Qiuqiu people I mentioned yesterday?"

"Remember, it seems to be a secret race that the Holy See asked you to place, right?"

My memory is not so good that I immediately forgot what I said yesterday, but here comes the question. Father Carter said that the Qiuqiu people are on the island. How come I have never seen them?

Carter nodded: "Yes, the Qiuqiu people came here from Leng Yuan through secret passages long before historical records were recorded, and lived in the isolated mountains. When the Holy See discovered them, these little guys

I don’t know how I escaped the influence of madness and was assimilated into a group of hospitable indigenous people. I feel inferior because of my natural height problem and have been unwilling to communicate with others for a long time.”

"How tall are they?"

"About four feet, no more than five feet."

"It is indeed easy to feel inferior. Let me tell you, because of low self-esteem, it is easy to feel isolated and not taken seriously. They often want to seek a sense of existence from others mentally, and are more inclined to admire people of the same sex around them. They often also

Along with plagiarism, others will not admit their faults, and they will not apologize if they lose the case in court. It is recommended to strengthen psychological counseling and send them to treatment in time. If it is not possible, cut off the account and re-train, and stop the loss in time."

Listening to my talk, Carter nodded with approval in the first half, but when he heard the introduction later, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally he asked in a low voice: "Is this what you said...is true?"

Who are you insinuating?"

I immediately waved my hand and denied it: "Don't talk nonsense! If you make any wild guesses, you will be warned by a lawyer's letter!"

Carter covered his face and said: "I shouldn't have expected anything from you... Then, during the contact, we found that their sanity was only half that of normal humans from birth. When exposed to taboo knowledge and rituals,

, will be lost rapidly. Therefore, the Holy See decided to disperse them, so I brought this part back and hid it in the woods behind the church..."

"Behind the church? Is there something there?" I asked curiously.

"I set up a secret alchemy barrier. People outside look like ordinary woods."

Speaking of the woods, I suddenly asked: "Father, tell me honestly, is there a dilapidated and collapsed old church in the so-called barrier, with a two-story spire and colorful glass windows?"

Carter immediately said nervously: "That was the old church a long time ago! How...how did you know!"

...Sorry, I accidentally entered the place you mentioned in the Ore Town in parallel time and space.

It was there that I saw the remains of some unknown dead people and the manuscript of the unknown captain in the empty house.

Now that I think about it, I guess it was Qiuqiu, who had extremely low magic resistance, who secretly read the martial arts secret book of unknown origin, and then went crazy and died.

Another mystery was solved accidentally.

I comforted him and said, "Everyone has secrets. You should be glad that I saw it and not some other suspicious person. Considering that we are tied to a warship, will I still harm you?"

"It makes sense..."

Seeing that Father Carter readily accepted this setting, I quickly asked: "But you've been saying it for a long time, what does this have to do with not being able to hire Cliff? Obviously Qiuqiu people live in the barrier, why do you stay in the church?

.”
To be continued...