The room is based on red and is carpeted. There are some dried herbs on the wall next to the bed that can help you sleep and help you.
In the balcony, there is a small table and velvet armchairs, which are usually used to place exquisite refreshments for Lin Ke to enjoy.
Putting down the parchment made of rough material, Lin Ke sat on the velvet chair, picked up the quill pen in the unknown plant ink, and began to record on the parchment.
He wants to sort out what needs to be done one by one.
Before he entered the society in his previous life, he was able to get into a good school for undergraduate, master's and doctoral studies and study abroad at public expense because of his strong self-discipline and time management skills.
Once he feels that there are too many things, he will sort out his thoughts and manage his time.
Looking at the parchment in front of him, he wrote the words "the most important and the most urgent" in Chinese on the first piece of paper.
Then, the second, third and fourth pages are "less important and most urgent", "most important and less urgent", "less important and less urgent".
These are all written in Chinese. Anyway, these people cannot understand Chinese. Some things and secrets are not suitable for others to know.
Pick up the first piece of paper.
First of all, for him, there is only one most important and urgent thing at the moment, and that is system tasks.
Sufficient jobs need to be created within five months.
Today, when professional trait matching is monopolized, it is actually quite difficult for him to do this without experience.
If professions were so easy to create, then the proportion of professional traits would not be monopolized by various forces now.
However, you can still explore and move forward.
Moreover, the system tasks seem to be one after another. So far, there has been no parallel multi-tasking situation, so it is very urgent to complete the tasks.
Moreover, the rewards for system tasks are also quite good.
Either Nicks, a follower with great potential, or Artifact Fragment or Never Betray, etc., are all good.
"Well, there's also this."
Under "System Tasks", Lin Ke wrote Arabic numerals 1, 2, 3, etc. that were not consistent with Nasenger's native numerals.
He wanted to sort out his thoughts about professionals.
The first one must be the [Doctor] of the Knicks, at least even Off thinks it is feasible.
The second one is related to the stage, the [singer] and [actor] that Lin Ke had imagined.
Lin Ke, the inductee of these two professions, has not yet thought about it. After all, taking office means that Teacher Aofu needs to enlighten the bloodline and provide simple teaching.
If you enlighten some people with extremely poor bloodline talents, it will be a waste of money, so let's use competition when the time comes.
The third one is also related to the stage. The [magician] in Lin Ke's imagination can rely on vision and language to deceive the audience, and naturally can also deceive the enemy.
However, Lin Ke doesn’t know much about magic. He only knew some simple tricks from watching short videos in his previous life, so this career is yet to be determined.
Lin Ke wrote "to be determined" after this item.
The fourth is [Engineer], who needs to be proficient in materials science, mechanics, aesthetics, etc., and even needs to learn some aesthetics.
This is somewhat similar to the [Architects] in this world, but the [Architects] here are more like construction workers than engineers.
The fifth one is financial, [accountant], [economist] and [financial accountant].
There is no accounting system at all in Nasung, only a crude accounting method, which is to write down "Linko Azane bought an egg" on a piece of paper and cross it out after payment. The most primitive accounting method.
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In terms of economy, all the noble lords, kings, etc. just want to buy the plane coordinates from the legend and then transfer them to colonial rule.
I don’t understand macro-control, market economy, etc. at all.
The finances are not bad. There is the earliest banking system here, which is the temple of the goddess of wealth. The nearest temple is several counties across Azan.
However, the money-worshipping guy even chose the most basic exchange rate of one to ten for convenience, and he had no other financial means.
As for these three areas of finance, Lin Ke has very long-term plans.
For example, how about getting a financial god to overthrow the goddess of wealth?
But that's just a grand plan. Now these three professions can only be decided. After all, it is difficult to teach finance and economics in five months.
Sixth, legal systems such as [Lawyers], [Judges], and [Executioners].
The laws of some kingdoms and territories were chaotic, and the birth of the law almost depended on the nobles themselves.
For example, if nobles don't like to see cattle being killed, then there is a law in the territory that says "cows are not allowed to be killed."
Lin Ke's energy is limited, so he needs someone to write and rule on suitable laws for him, and someone to implement them to take his dominance and appeal to a higher level.
After all, it is not advisable to completely copy the laws of the previous life. On the contrary, it would be stupid.
Only adapting measures to local conditions is truly useful. However, although the legal system of the previous life cannot be copied, it can be used as a reference.
After writing down this list of occupations, Lin Ke discovered the chaos of Nasenger's entire social system.
If it weren't for the strong strength of the actual controllers and the transfer of internal conflicts to external development, perhaps there would have been endless battles here.
His current career assumptions are only these, and others include [designer], [movie director] and the like.
Either it is not of much help to the territory at present, or it needs a complete social foundation.
So he won't consider it for the time being in these short five months.
but……
The seventh one, [Inventor].
This career he prepared for himself also required very strong basic knowledge.
Fortunately, he should be barely competent, especially if this profession is attached to the "lucky" bloodline, then he will be more confident.
You must know that many inventions actually started out as lucky people who encountered accidental events.
Of course, [inventor] or [scientist], in fact, Lin Ke was still hesitating.
…
After writing these seven items, the small parchment page was almost full.
This is the most important and urgent matter for him at the moment.
And the next thing is the most urgent, but not that important.
These things need to be done after Lin Ke completes his tasks.
The first thing is to develop some simple industries.
Not to mention steam engines, generators, fuel engines, etc., these things require a very strong industrial foundation to support them.
The first thing you can do is actually some simple things.
Such as clocks, ceramics... and paper!
What he saw at the auction before reminded Lin Ke of the two principles of "rare things are valuable" and "over-packaging".
Some rotten porcelain pieces, said to be the result of a certain [scholar's] experiment or magic, were directly auctioned off under the name "Goddess of Luck".
In the end, it was sold very expensive!
There are also clocks.
In fact, the most difficult parts of clocks are nuts, gears and other fine parts. Its design concept is very simple. Even kinetic energy can be replaced by some small energy-absorbing magic arrays.
Next, there are weapons. Methods such as water conservancy forging of weapons are very simple, but the difficulty is to think of this method.
Current weapons need to be forged by a single person, so the output of weapons is not large, and those professional [blacksmiths] can forge even fewer high-quality products.
Therefore, what is urgent but not so important right now is to develop a sufficient industrial system.
In this way, the production capacity of various industries such as military industry, agriculture, and clothing industry can be increased.
If the production capacity is sufficient, manpower can be released.
By releasing manpower, you can have a huge population base.
And some outstanding bloodlines and professionals with a small probability can also produce a blowout through a huge base.
At the same time, due to the huge population base and sufficient or even excessive production capacity, the entertainment industry will also flourish.
Lin Ke can therefore earn enough gold coins, and then do more and more things, forming a good virtuous cycle.
Therefore, an industrial system must be established!
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Just when Lin Ke was recording.
Outside the woods somewhere beside the official road, two sneaky figures appeared.
The two of them entered the woods one after the other, and then bent down to look for something.
After a while, the female figure exclaimed, then fell to her knees on the ground, groped for a while and then began to cover her face and cry softly.
The man next to her came over and knelt down beside her.
After a while, the woman raised her head.
"That damn Master Lin Ke, dumped our Ross Fuhr body here!"
The short, chubby, middle-aged woman said to the man next to her spitefully: "I can't find it!"
Roswell, a member of the original guard, was killed by Lin Ke on the spot because he ran away from the giant dark blue tiger.
Not far from her feet, there was a withered corpse, and the only remaining covering of clothing could be seen as the guard uniform of Azan Castle.
The woman's fingers were groping on Rosfur just now.
"The power of the Bronzing Lord is gone... we..."
Although the man next to him sounded sad, he hesitated slightly: "Should we take refuge..."
"Impossible!" The short, fat middle-aged woman's face was distorted:
"Rosfort should run away! The power of the Lord will drive him to run back! But he was killed by that Azan! Otherwise he would definitely run back!"
"The aura he collected for us is all gone! Not at all! We can't go back!"
However, at this moment, a rather cold wind blew, which made the man alert.
The man looked around in panic, but saw nothing, only layers of trees waving their teeth and claws.
Looking at those trees, the man became more and more frightened, so he pushed the short and fat woman next to him and said, "How about we burn Rosfor's body quickly and then leave? I heard that there are necromancers in Nasung who like to play with it.
Corpses are good at manipulating souls..."
"The necromancer is gone a long time ago. That was Nasenger's trick to deceive children!" The short, fat woman scolded the man first, then stared blankly at the mummy in front of her, and whispered: "We have to go find that person again.
Now that you are planting a child, you can perfectly plant a bronzing domination aura..."
The man also frowned when he heard the words, and suddenly felt that the despair of reality overwhelmed the fear of the surrounding trees: "There are too many strong men in Azan, and we have lost our power. Now we are ordinary people. If we are discovered, we may be captured by the castle."
of……"
When he mentioned the word castle, the woman next to him interrupted him again: "Shut up! Shut up! Don't mention Azan to me! Those damn nobles should die! They should all die!..."
The woman yelled and cursed, and seemed to feel dissatisfied. Then she stood up and punched and kicked the man.
The man held his head tightly in fear. After being beaten several times, he couldn't help resisting. He stood up and slapped the woman: "Stop! If you hadn't wanted to enter the Altar of Light, how could we have come to Nathan inexplicably?"
grid!"
The woman was stunned by the slap, and she knelt down on the ground, her face full of disbelief: "You hit me...you...you actually hit me?!"
Although the man was trembling with fear at this time, his tone was gloomy: "We can't feel the power of the Bronzing Lord now. If we don't have enough noble gold coins... we will die in the end!"
"We need gold coins! We need gold coins with the aura of the goddess of wealth! And only Azan Castle has gold coins with the aura of the goddess!"
The more the man talked, the more his brows furrowed: "But there is a powerful professional [Butler] there, and now there is a master... It is impossible for us to break in!"
The short, fat, middle-aged woman seemed to be blinded by the man, and she was just listening to the man talking.
The man paced back and forth and said in a heavy tone: "What to do... what to do... what to do..."
"Azan... damn Azan..." The woman sitting on the ground saw that the man was ignoring her, so she stared at the man fiercely, then sat on the ground and cursed Azan.
However, at this moment, a sudden voice suddenly sounded not far behind the two of them.
"Hello! Distinguished visitors from the secondary plane, may I ask if the Azan Castle is in front of you?"
This voice sounded bright and sunny, and it was the voice of a young man in his twenties.
But it was already night, and the short, fat woman and the man didn't feel the sun at all.
"Sir! Our husband and wife are ordinary civilians in Azane Village. Please find our lord..." At this time, the man had quick hands and eyes, grabbed the short and fat woman, knelt down, and bowed down to the young man behind him.
At this time, the man's body was trembling, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the woman's face was also full of panic.
"You...are not honest~" The young man came to the two of them in an unknown way: "Civilians don't say that they are 'ordinary civilians'~"
The man raised his head tremblingly, and what he saw was a white, delicate, delicate and enchanting face.
This is a young man with long hair who is dressed in light pink and looks soft and delicate!
It's just that the man's pupils have shrunk to a point at this time, because the tip of the young man's high nose is almost touching the tip of the man's nose.
The long-haired young man bent down, put his head in front of the man and woman, and looked into each other's eyes.
"Hmm~ Such a strange soul... Bronzing? What kind of ugly name is this? Well, the aura of a pseudo-god at level 20... Can you become a master at level 20?"
The young man bent over, his eyes curved into crescents, staring straight into the man's eyes, looking at each other.
The man frantically wanted to retreat, but his whole body could not move, which made him scream in fear: "Soul! You are touching my soul... Necromancer! Necromancer!"
According to rumors, necromancers will move forward looking for the breath of death, and then play with the souls and corpses of the dead!
But in reality, the light in the man's eyes suddenly flickered and then went out. His body fell to the side, motionless, and he was already dead.
The young man stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips. There was a tongue nail made of an unknown red crystal on the tip of his tongue.
He smacked his lips and said: "Fear, anger... So-so, well, it seems that he was at least a professional before, no, I should say a warrior, huh? A frogman warrior, so old and fresh."
As he said that, the young man looked at the short and fat woman with his bright and dark eyes.
"You... who are you!! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I am an apprentice of the Light Prism Amethyst Tower, I am the disciple of the strong man in the Holy Domain!" The short and fat woman cried in panic. The man's death was already over.
It scared her.
"Oh? Are you introducing yourself? This is my favorite part..."
When the young man heard the words of the short and fat woman, his eyes lit up slightly, then he stood up straight, squeezed the five white and delicate fingers of his right hand, and elegantly and slowly hit his left chest.
He said softly: "I come from the 'Abyss' and am a professional [soul master]. Yes, I am not a necromancer. I am an artist. You can call me Ruiwen..."
"Remember, I am an artist! I don't like others calling me a professional."
"Besides, life is a grand corruption, why not...you experience it in advance?"
As he said that, Rui Wen smiled slightly.
The pudgy woman's originally shocked expression suddenly faltered when she saw Qing Ruiwen's smile. Her body suddenly became as soft as a puddle of flesh, and she became silent in an instant.
The young man named Rui Wen smacked his lips, then licked his long and white fingers with his small tongue with tongue nails, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Jealous, arrogant, greedy... Bah!"
Speaking of "greed", Rui Wen made a spitting action that was extremely inconsistent with his image, and then wiped the corners of his mouth: "Andrew's legs! Sure enough, the taste of greed is the worst..."
After Rui Wen finished sighing, he arranged his long hair leisurely, then closed his eyes and thought about the souls of the two secondary planes just now. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked towards the south.
"Well, is Azan over there? A small lord is not interesting, so I won't go to see it... Then go directly to the Great Swamp! Remember, south of Azan is the Great Swamp!"
Rui Wen was about to leave, but suddenly he frowned and looked at his feet.
In addition to the corpses of a man and a woman, there was also a mummy, which seemed to be the corpse of an ordinary Nasung man.
"It's strange... how come there is the aura of divine power... It seems that it's not rubbish like a bronzing master, but Nasenger's main god or above..."