Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 71 Achievement System and the North

Figsin was standing on the fourth floor of the castle, which was her study.

She doesn't read much, but the study usually serves as a space for negotiations, although she seldom negotiates.

So she decided to make the best use of it and put out some goodies brought from the Twin Towers City.

Game consoles, mahjong tables, and a camera to record life.

Although he looks creepy because of his tall and thin figure, and scared a lot of children when he entered the castle, it turned out to be okay after watching him for a long time. I surprisingly found him to be quite handsome.

What's that word called? A sense of technology.

Sitting at the easterly position of the mahjong table, you can overlook the entire Winter City through the window.

When I was a child in the Royal City, I had no idea about the size of the city, and I was very excited when I first arrived in the North.

Now it is discovered that the entire Winter City is not even as big as the mixed-race area of ​​the Twin Towers City, and its economic level may even be inferior.

It's like decades have been lost here, and development has completely stopped while the rest of the world is moving forward.

It will get better.

But I really want to play a game of Auto Chess, but no, that thing is a bit magical, as soon as you start playing, the whole day will magically disappear.

It’s okay, just take a look and test whether the matching function works well so far away from the Twin Towers City.

Inject magic power and start the auto chess game machine.

After a short startup animation, the expected matching interface did not appear.

In its place was an image of Drogo squinting at her with his paw in his hand, and two lines of text.

"How can you continue to play? How can you continue to play at this stage?"

"So here's a new game that's better suited for you."

Figosin's eyelids were twitching. Was this considered a mismatch between the goods and the products described? Was this a deception of consumers?

Then the so-called new games appeared.

A beta version of the North Reform Achievement System.

It expands into a progress bar with a cute red dragon running on it, and the end point is the platinum trophy.

The progress is made up of many sub-goals, such as population census, literacy education, abolition of residual serfdom, establishment of security forces, reduction of gangs, suppression of bandits, teleportation array...

Moreover, each target can be clicked to view details, which contain various precautions.

It feels like raising a baby, like, "Baby, you're great. You ate all the food today. I'll give you a little red flower as a reward."

She agreed with many of them, such as the need to enforce strict discipline and enforce strict enforcement of orders when forming an armed force, which her personal guards could also do.

There are also some suggestions that I have never heard of but seem to make sense. The team should establish queues and internal standards and abide by them for a long time to enhance discipline.

But there are some suggestions that I cannot quite understand at the moment.

It specifically mentions the need to strengthen the spiritual civilization construction of the armed forces and improve their cultural level. A team that knows why they are fighting is a truly combat-ready team.

I have never seen a country improve the knowledge level of its military before.

On the contrary, except for commanders and generals who consciously learn knowledge, the illiteracy rate among ordinary soldiers is extremely high.

It is generally believed that low-level soldiers only need to obey the orders of their superiors, and being too smart will make them more likely to be afraid of fighting.

Just as Figxin was studying the various suggestions in the achievement system, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me." Gerda's voice.

"Enter."

Gerda came in with a pamphlet, "This is the list of people who signed up for the security team. They are all people with clean backgrounds and no grudges against gang forces."

"Why so little?"

Figosin took the booklet. It was only a thin volume, and because it also included background and skills, only two or three people could be written on one page.

After reading the whole book, there are only a little over a hundred applicants in total.

There are thousands of people on those larger hills. Although not all of them are combat personnel, the difference in troop strength is several times.

She was not a legendary creature. No matter how good she was at fighting, she couldn't fight a hundred people alone. Even if the opponent had a few crossbows and matchlocks, they could have worn her out. It stands to reason that the number of people in the North who were oppressed by gangs was more than a hundred plus three zeros.

This time it was not a conscription of conscripts. She had sworn an oath to guarantee the payment of military pay, and even if she was selected after registering, she could get one month's pay first.

The oath here is really an oath, and breaking the oath will result in backlash from the spell.

And the money paid is considered middle-to-high income in the North.

In the past, there was no military pay, and the peasant soldiers had to bring their own dry food when going to the battlefield.

"Actually," Gerda hesitated whether to say this. She didn't want to hit Figesin, but the reality was that, "people don't trust us at all."

"why……"

Before he could finish his sentence, Figesin realized how stupid the question was.

There was no reason for people to trust her, after all, she had not achieved any results since becoming county mayor.

Is it just because of her title as a princess?
Maybe because of this title, he will respect her on the surface, but will only hate her more in his heart.

The styles of conduct of previous county governors were somewhat anthropomorphic.

The previous county governor who recruited soldiers said all the right things, but in the end he brought all the recruits to the mine and made them sign black contracts.

Suppress the bandits? That's impossible, it's too dangerous, and besides, a bandit who pays taxes is a good bandit.

"I want to visit the nearby villages and towns and let everyone know my sincerity."

Gerda looked at her seriously, but she didn't say anything to hurt her after all, and her sincerity couldn't be seen.

Figosin, dressed in neat armor and looking majestic, came to a village very close to Winterfell with his personal guards.

The village chief gathered all the villagers currently in the village to listen to the princess's lecture.

The skinny and pale villagers gathered in an open space, their faces looking as if they had lost their parents.

From past experience, nothing good ever happens when meeting such big shots.

Figesin's plan was to recruit on the spot and hand over the salary to the recruits in person.

To show that her recruitment plan is no joke.

At the same time, it is accompanied by an inspiring speech. This is a compulsory course for every nobleman.

The power of words can inspire people's fighting spirit, and before those famous battles, there is always a speech by generals that goes down in history.

She talked about the current situation, the significance of resistance, the possibility of victory, and her beautiful vision for the future.

The words are simple and sincere, and the tone is sonorous and powerful, condensing Master Zet's literary reserves over the years.

However, all the villagers remained indifferent.

Why is it completely different from what I thought?
What happened to ignite fighting spirit?
Standing in front of the crowd, she felt increasingly uneasy. Although pairs of empty eyes were looking at her, they were not focused on her, which made her feel uneasy.

"Hahaha!" An exaggerated and hoarse laugh.

Figosin looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man missing an arm and a leg leaning against a crooked tree, making a shrill laugh.

"I'm missing an arm, I'm missing a leg, I can't swim, I'm drowning, I'm drowning, and you're standing on the shore, watching from afar.

"You said, 'Just swim as hard as you can, you can do it, the land is there, you can swim to the shore and you won't die.' You just said it.

"But I'm drowning and I can't swim, hahahaha..."

Master Zet looked at Figosin, asking if he needed any action.

Figosin didn't react at all, just looked at the old homeless man who was laughing so hard that he was about to vomit.

He is right. What is the meaning of these nice words?

She suddenly remembered a sentence in the achievement system about reducing gangs.

They help whoever wins.

"Where is the gang that robbed your village the most?" Figosin looked at the village chief.

(End of this chapter)