Chapter 244: The Bustling Hope Village_3
"Of course, I had Heidi and several other undead undergoing promotion to intermediate professionals follow as well. In the nearby areas, intermediate professionals are considered top-tier existences."
"Mmm," Zhou Bai nodded. Bayer had considered things more thoroughly than she had. She truly felt at ease handing over these miscellaneous matters to him.
As the two of them conversed, they walked toward the direction of the Lord Mansion.
Their earlier talk wasn't just excuses—there really were a lot of matters to deal with in Hope Village!
While Zhou Bai continued to be busy with the affairs of Hope Village on one side, on the other side, a unique territory was also slowly unfolding before Marquis Boyer and the others.
At that moment, they had arrived at the blacksmith shop and tailor shop of Hope Village.
These two places most effectively demonstrated the military strength of a territory.
"Marquis, the tailor shop primarily produces orange equipment, while the blacksmith shop focuses on golden weapons," Carl reported after gathering information. As he spoke, his face showed a hint of surprise, "They've already formed a system for mass production. Each shop has its own workshop. The reason the blacksmith shop is a level higher is because of an Advanced Alchemy Workshop."
"An Advanced Alchemy Workshop? How could a Level 3 village have one?" Theodore exclaimed incredulously.
"It's a recent acquisition, likely taken from Fasal Village. They were quite lucky," Carl added, a touch of surprise also evident in the depths of his eyes.
An Advanced Alchemy Workshop! That certainly far exceeded the current level of support a village could offer.
Fasal Village had really suffered a great loss this time!
"It was about time someone took care of Fasal Village. I've heard they've taken over several territories before, using excessively ruthless methods," Theodore said excitedly after his initial surprise.
Marquis Boyer glanced at Theodore upon hearing his words but quickly withdrew his gaze.
Still, Theodore distinctly felt a drop in the temperature around him, sending a shiver through his body.
"Let's go!" Marquis Boyer said immediately, already leading the way.
Soon after, they encountered the Heroic Spirit Hall, Beast God Temple, and the residential areas for various races.
Noticing Marquis Boyer's interest in these buildings, Carl said at his side, "It's said that in Hope Village, there are undead, beastmen, and goblins among the three races. The undead and beastmen are mostly in the military camps, strong and powerful, while the goblins are working in various positions across the territory, having a secure foundation for their livelihoods. They all have great respect for the Village Chief of Hope Village."
"Hope Village is indeed eclectic in its employment," laughed Marquis Boyer lightly.
"Yes! Undead, beastmen, goblins are not very favored presences and are usually discriminated against in most territories. Only Hope Village treats them the same, unexpectedly. For some reason, the residents of Hope Village have not objected, and their relationship with these non-human races is also very friendly," Carl commented with a hint of disdain.
Like the disdain he had previously expressed for the undead, not to mention the goblins, who were nothing more than slaves in their territories, while beastmen were regarded somewhat more favorably. After all, they were strong, but as adversaries of the Human Clan Kingdom, he wasn't particularly fond of them either.
Marquis Boyer remained noncommittal.
Regardless of others' attitudes, what he saw was Hope Village employing these races with single-minded dedication to build up the village.
Most importantly, the villagers of Hope Village were unanimous in their support for whatever the territory decided to do.
Such unity was indeed not to be underestimated.
Marquis Boyer couldn't help weighing things up in his mind again.
Continuing further, they saw a bustling school.
At the same time, Theodore also caught sight of a familiar figure inside.
"Morrison?" Theodore looked at Morrison with surprise, his gaze deepening.
He knew that this time Morrison had brought his family and children to Hope Village. Originally, he thought the other party was just bringing his family for a visit, not expecting that it was for the children to attend school in Hope Village.
So he was entrusting his children to Hope Village.
When Morrison ran into the group, he was stunned for a moment, but after recovering, he quickly greeted them, "Greetings, Marquis, Lord Carl, Lord Theodore."
"Are you bringing your children here for school?"
"Yes, we don't even know if they have any magic talent, so it's better to let them learn something here."