our family is gone

Chapter 294 Trivia
At the end of the call, Amanda finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she got in touch with the organization again, she was actually under a lot of psychological pressure.

Because of the intense competition within the organization, many people are staring at her position. She is also afraid of losing the trust of the teacher because of this failed task, and thus being replaced by others.

The style of this large organization is directly related to the leadership's behavior style to a large extent. It's okay to meet a good one, but it's hard to work under him when you encounter a bad one.

Unfortunately, her teacher and leader is the kind of perfectionist and suspicious person.

These two requirements are indeed suitable for their department, because they undertake the most difficult tasks in the organization, similar to the secret service team, they must do their best.

Other departments can be a little easier, but Amanda can't choose these, and she can only be chosen.

Now that the goal of the mission has changed, the content has also changed a lot. For this reason, she needs to find a way to contact that man to obtain more information about him.

Where should I start?
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Lance didn't stop and wait for Amanda to come to the door, nor did he hide in his room to deal with government affairs.

Instead, go out, to the people of Hamlet.

The two-day disappearance did not shake the people's respect for the lord, but his reappearance did inspire them, as if as long as the lord was around, all problems would be solved.

"... At that time, I only knew that I couldn't let those guys leave the house. I had to protect my teammates. I used my sword when the gun was gone. When the sword was gone, I used my fist and teeth..." The soldier who was almost covered with bandages was lying on the ground. The hospital bed described the situation at that time.

The tragic scene was so simple in his mouth, he couldn't let the enemy hurt his teammates, and he couldn't let them block the sending of the message.

At the end, the soldier cried to Lance excitedly.

"My lord, I didn't betray you, really..."

"I know!" Lance reached out and took his hand. "Soldier, you proved your loyalty. I'm proud of you."

After speaking, he handed the award certificate to him, and the ceremony that was delayed due to injury continued in Lance's hands.

With the approval of the lord, his backlog of pressure was finally released, and he cried and took Lance's hand to swear.

"Soldier Dean will serve you forever, my lord!"

"Okay, rest easy and recuperate, my soldiers didn't fall down so easily."

There were also some wounded soldiers around who saw this scene. Under certain circumstances, the fear disappeared in their hearts, and they secretly vowed in their hearts that they would also risk their lives to get the opportunity to swear loyalty to the lord.

Lance came to the medical room of the barracks at the first stop to visit the wounded soldiers and listen to them about the situation on the battlefield.

After all, the enemy is still a cultist who is not afraid of death. This time, no one was killed, but many were injured. Lance needs to hear the details of the injuries from them, and then listen to their opinions to find ways to improve and further reduce casualties.

This battle actually exposed several problems, that is, there is no effective means of long-distance information transmission.

The second is that the soldiers' equipment is still not strong enough, and the frontal confrontation is not bad, but once they are divided, their weaknesses will be exposed.

At the same time, the street fighting and the fighting in the building have not been studied, and the tactical development is still a bit rough.

These are all problems that need to be solved later. The army is the knife in his hand and must be taken seriously.

After leaving the barracks, Lance came to a construction site, and in front of him was a special building that had been mostly completed.

The external main body is not wood and soil, but large square stones as the main structure.

Although there is only one layer, it is extremely delicate. The stone crevices are filled with oil mud, and the lime plaster pavement is painted white.

Lime is also one of the products of wilderness development. A large number of trees have been cut down for charcoal, and it is not difficult to build an earthen kiln to burn quicklime with sufficient fuel.

"How long will it take for the baths to be built?"

"The construction period will be completed in about five days, and the rest of the refinement will be completed, and the lime plaster will be ready to use after it dries." The engineering director on the side waited for a long time, and immediately replied after hearing this.

"I can give you a lenient construction period of ten days. This project is a very important part of the construction of urban sanitation and health, but the quality must be guaranteed, and no problems should be caused by rushing to work."

"My lord, I guarantee with my life that nothing will go wrong."

"I don't need your life. Your life is for doing things, not wasting it on such meaningless oaths. This is a way of avoiding responsibility."

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed!"

Lance looked at him in silence. The person in charge of the previous bathing project went in. He performed well and was promoted to take charge of this project.

It's just that this guy doesn't know if he's over-excited, or he wants to make some achievements to climb up, directly change the planned construction period, and lead the engineering team to rush work all day long.

Good guy, your move directly caused other engineering teams to start involuntarily. Lance just walked around and learned about these things from the mouths of those workers.

Logically speaking, this is a good thing for Lance. After all, it can advance the project faster, and if it is completed one day earlier, it can save a lot of unnecessary expenses and move on to the next project.

But he came from the bottom, so how could he not know how much this kind of behavior hurt ordinary workers.

In the end, you leaders can take the credit and ask for credit from your superiors, but what can ordinary workers get other than listening to your slogan?
In the short term, there are reasonable reasons to support it, but it is absolutely impossible in the long run, because in the end, it will be at the expense of harming the interests of ordinary workers.

What's even more outrageous is that you open your mouth for Hamlet and shut your mouth for the lord's sake. This slogan still uses him and Hamlet as the supporting and driving workers. In the end, where will the resentment of those workers accumulate?
In the end, you turned around and climbed up with your political achievements, and the enthusiasm of the workers was damaged, and I had to suffer backlash for no reason.

But the problem is I didn't fucking let you do that either!

I will take the blame for you, am I not a big wrong?

It can only be said that it is a good thing to be motivated, but one cannot let the people below consume the prestige that has been accumulated so hard in order to get promoted and make a fortune.

But it should not have reached this level yet, these people just want to do their part for Hamlet.

Lance was also not good at dampening their enthusiasm, and his tone softened and spoke words of comfort.

"I promoted you because I liked you very much, but we have to be down-to-earth and realistic, and the method we come up with must be reasonable, and we can't make a decision in a flash." Lance raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "You know You are now in charge and need to be responsible to the engineering team, so there are more demands on you, and you can speak out if you are dissatisfied."

"No! No, thank the lord for cultivation, I will work hard."

The person in charge actually noticed something was wrong, and the lord's silent inspection just now made him put his heart in his throat.

Fortunately, he also understood that this was the lord's attention and importance to him.

"Okay, relax, and report any problems you encounter in the project. I'm very optimistic about you."

"Yes!"

Lance did not stop, but continued walking.

Some things cannot be discovered, let alone resolved, while sitting in a chair.

His figure appeared in the barracks, bringing victory rewards to the soldiers.

His figure appeared in the infirmary, bringing loyal greetings to the wounded.

His figure appeared on the construction site, encouraging the workers to work hard.

His figure appeared on the farmland, bringing the joy of harvest to the farmers.

His figure appeared on the workshop, bringing rewards to the craftsmen for their hard work.

He ran around the town of Hamlet, bringing...hope to everyone!
And Lance also got a general understanding of the two days he left by walking around this circle.

The situation is very stable, everything is going on in an orderly manner, and the administrators under him did not lie to him, otherwise the knife that was put down not long ago will be brought up again.

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"Those cultists are idiots!" Boudica raised his hand and drank it all, then smashed the oak wine glass heavily on the table.

"You don't know, at that time..."

Boudica loudly preached about his experience along the way, how he solved those cultists like chopping melons and vegetables.

Of course, she is not in the tavern, but at home.

More precisely, at Grindale's house.

Grindel is introverted. After coming to Hamlet, she didn't take the initiative to make friends with anyone. She spent most of her time completing the tasks assigned by Lance, and her contacts were limited to official business.

But when Boudica was in the town, he ran to find Grindel, a fellow villager, when he had nothing to do every day, and he got acquainted with him after coming and going.

Although she and Grindel were not in the same tribe, they were both mountain barbarians and naturally mixed together when they were away from home.

Grindel didn't mind, for she was indeed the only friend here who had Boudica.

But she felt that Boudica was mostly focusing on the fruit wine he brewed, and their tribe was also particular about this.

This kind of fruit wine brewed with special materials and techniques is famous in the mountains because of its effect on strengthening the body, and it even has a reputation outside.

After receiving the task given by Lance, she began to try several solutions, and this fruit wine was one of them.

But this guy Boudica knew about it, and he thought about coming over to ask for a drink every day, and he was drunk before he finished it.

"You see what those things are doing, you might as well have a drink with me."

Boudica doesn't know a single big word, and after learning spoken language for so long, he still has a strong accent. When he reads books, he gets even more headaches. His brain can't get into anything other than fighting.

Greendale still has the information that Lance gave her just now.

Originally, she wanted to get a general idea of ​​the project before it started, but she didn't expect to see Boudica squatting at the door waiting for her as soon as she got home.

Without thinking about it, she knew that she had finished drinking in the tavern, and was too drunk to go back.

"I can only have one cup a day as promised. It's not good to drink too much and be discovered by the lord." Grindel also had a headache.

"That's what the tavern said...you said the same...can't I even have a drink?"

Alcohol made her brain hyperactive, and Boudica stood up and danced excitedly, "Why doesn't he let me... hiccup... drink?"

She likes to drink, but her drinking capacity is average, and her wine taste is even more brutal. When she is drunk, she always wants to fight with someone.

However, she did not speak with a strong accent, which is also a very strange phenomenon.

Seeing that her footsteps were a little unsteady, Greendale was also a little speechless.

This fellow of mine is good at everything, but forgets who he is after drinking a little wine, likes to boast and exaggerate, and no one takes it seriously.

Before, because of lack of restraint, she got drunk and went crazy in the tavern, so the lord later limited her daily amount.

I can drink, but only a little.

Her extra glass of fruit wine also passed the lord's acquiescence, otherwise, how dare Grindale, after all, this is considered to be embezzlement of project materials.

But looking at her like this, I'm afraid she drank a lot.

"Stop shouting, the lord will come over in a moment."

"Come here." Boudica patted his chest, "You tell him to come over and fight with me to see who wins..."

"Are you looking for me?"

The sudden sound made Boudica, who was still drunk, tremble subconsciously, and froze as if he had encountered some natural enemy, and he didn't even dare to turn his head rashly.

The pores on his body seemed to be exhaling heat non-stop, and the sweat on his body also took away the smell of alcohol. At this time, the alcohol had already woken up more than half.

After a few deep breaths of mental construction, Boudica finally made up his mind to turn around, just in time to see the stern-faced Lance walking in.

"Boss... Boss, why are you here?"

"I don't want to come here, but someone told me that you beat up the bartender in the tavern because he didn't buy you more wine, and you even snatched half a barrel of wine yourself."

"I didn't hit it, but he pushed it in front of me." Boudica wanted to argue, "And I gave the money, and put it on the table."

Lance didn't speak, just looked at her with a cold face.

But for a moment, Boudica didn't dare to say anything, but honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Boss... I'm sorry..."

"Do you think I want to control you? If you lie down on the ground when you're drunk, I don't care about you. You drink as much as you like, but you go crazy after drinking, and you beat people when you catch them.

Do you know who you are now?Do you still think you are a slave?You are my guard, you represent my face.

Do you remember that after beating someone last time, I had to go to each family to ask for their forgiveness, and I had to take care of them and compensate them for their losses.

Did you call that person?That was hitting me in the face!I've fucking lost all my face.

If you don't want anyone to care about you, just leave me, and I won't have to worry about your crap every day. "

Lance has never had a good temper, but he knows the importance and never gets angry at will.

But Boudica's incredible cleverness really made him wonder what to say.

"Boss, I made a mistake. I admit it when I was beaten, scolded, punished, and punished. Don't be angry..." Boudica knew that the boss was really angry when he heard this, and he was completely submissive.

She actually knows very well that the boss treats her very well, but she was expelled from the tribe, her only acquaintance is in Hamlet, and there is really nowhere to go except here.

(End of this chapter)