Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju moved into the town of Desmond under the identity of Natalie Desmond.

From the two identical surnames, it can be seen that although the old lady rarely returned to this town, her father's family was very important in this town.

Perhaps for this reason, the old lady did not change her surname even after getting married, and she was recruiting a son-in-law.

After clarifying her background story, the cat at the front desk of Wushanju put on makeup and a wig, and dressed up as an ordinary baker who did not look like the "God of Pastries" at all, and came back so carelessly to inherit the bakery left by her "grandfather".

The old man with a scar on his face who served as the acting mayor and the only priest of the Church of Light in the town also had the surname Desmond. In fact, he was still the "uncle" whom "Natalie" had never met.

According to the gossiping aunts in the town, he returned home from outside decades ago. He is the descendant of the second son of the old mayor who wandered around the world with a bag on his back and never came back. It is said that he is also a supernatural person with a strong physique, but he was injured in some battle and walked with a limp.

A long knife wound ran through half of his right face. The cat at the front desk of Wushanju carefully looked at his appearance. She felt that if there was no scar, this NPC's appearance should be considered wild and handsome.

After having a scar, although it looks scary at first glance, it feels a bit wild after looking at it for a long time.

This uncle was unceremoniously called "Uncle Scar" by the children in the village, which means scar. The uncle didn't care. He responded to whatever others called him. Over time, the people in the town almost forgot his real name, and they habitually called him "Skar" when they mentioned him.

When the cat at the front desk of Wushanju went to the town church with the strange ID card, she was still a little uneasy, but she soon discovered that Uncle Scar seemed to have some secrets.

He was like the monk sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple, with scars on his body that seemed to have a lot of stories. He silently did his own things and didn't care about the various things happening in the town. He just took the ID card handed over by the cat at the front desk of Wushanju, registered, stamped, and handed it back step by step. Except for pointing the way to the old bakery for the cat at the front desk of Wushanju, he didn't say a word of nonsense and didn't ask a question.

This style is not bright.

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju subconsciously compared Uncle Scar with all the NPCs who appeared in the plot, but didn't find any similar characters. She had to secretly put him on the list of "suspicious NPCs with a lot of stories" and planned to slowly explore this story line later.

After completing the formalities, she came to the old bakery that had been recorded in her name.

In this town, she will no longer be an adventurer from Amtshire, but a baker named Natalie Desmond, the daughter of Barbara Desmond.

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju is very interested in this kind of task that can be disguised as an "NPC".

The old bakery she inherited has been in disrepair for a long time and is much more dilapidated than the store she rented in Colensel, but the site is very large.

The whole old bakery is a small western-style building. The front part along the street is a spacious storefront and a kitchen for making bread. There are not only double-layer kilns made of red bricks for baking bread, a small mill for grinding flour, but also a whole fermentation room!

There is a flue connected to the bread kiln in the wall of the fermentation room. The craftsman who built the house is obviously an excellent baker. After calculating the length of the flue and the heat transfer, the temperature in the fermentation room can be perfectly controlled. Moreover, the quality of the bricks and stones of the kiln, flue and fermentation room is very reliable and does not need to be renovated at all.

Behind it is a three-story house connected to a large courtyard. Although it is surrounded by other houses on both sides, the light and scenery are very good, and the land area is not small, so it is possible to open up some small fields to grow some fruits and vegetables.

The bakery store and house are a bit shabby, and the design is also behind the times. The cat at the front desk of Wushanju took out his design drawings and hired people from the village to renovate them. He ran out of the village and rode a motorcycle to the holy city of Jourlanda to do a wave of shared tasks.

When she returned to the town with a backpack of food, the renovation was just over.

The people in the town only thought that she went out to live for a few days during the renovation, and no one suspected that she had any relationship with the food theft case in the holy city... The ignorant townspeople here didn't even know that such a horrific event happened in the holy city 30 kilometers away.

These days, the townspeople are sincerely happy that there is one more baker in the town.

You know, since the Desmonds, a baker and pastry chef, moved out of the town, there are no more bakers in this increasingly weak town. People either make their own bread or go to the neighboring town to buy it. Although hard bread can be stored for one or two months, it is always more troublesome to go to the neighboring town than to buy it directly near home.

But this town really can't keep people, and the townspeople know this in their hearts. If they have money and resources, they also want to move out as soon as possible.

This place is obviously very close to the Holy City, but because the mountains block the passage, life is worse than that of a remote town. There are no resources, no special products, only the head tax is collected according to the standards of towns near the Holy City. The annual tax is amazingly high. After layers of exploitation, it can just clear out all the property accumulated by people in a year.

The Church of Light is always the best at finding the right balance. If there is a little more, people might be crushed and choose to rise up in rebellion... But the Church of Light has never taken a little more, always making people feel that as long as they are a little bit wronged and a little more patient, they can complete this year's KPI.

There are also smart people in the town who have seen through everything. They are the first to escape. As time goes by, more and more people move out, but few move back. The townspeople can't wait to escape from this ghost place, and those who stay are all people who have nowhere to go and can only endure silently.

They have a grudge in their hearts, but they can't do anything. Over time, this grudge has turned into a dead and dull state.

People work hard every day, make money, live frugally, and pay the high head tax at the end of the year. They work for nothing for a year, but live another year in peace. I don't know whether they have made a profit or a loss.

The arrival of the new baker was like injecting a stream of fresh spring into this stagnant water, breaking the silence here.