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The tea evaporates water vapor in the cup, spreading out a faint bitter fragrance.Lucien was distracted for a short while holding the teacup - now is not the time for him to wander, but he suddenly wanted to drink hot water for some reason.

It's the kind of plain water that doesn't add anything after it's boiled.

No one in this world drinks that kind of thing. Even in the last world, many countries did not have the habit of drinking hot water. Lucien has long been used to taking tea and fruit juice as his daily drinks.

But occasionally I still miss the feeling of scalding hot water rolling over my throat, and the heat burns all the way to my stomach.

All feelings will be paralyzed for a moment, and then the whole person will be warmed up.

what……

Lucien knew why he suddenly thought about hot water.He felt a tightness and pain in his throat belatedly, and his body sank into the armchair without any strength. The side of his head seemed to be knocked, and there was always a buzzing echo, which was entangled with nerve needles and needles.

Probably because he himself didn't notice when the cold wind blew or something, and it was a sign of a cold.

It is estimated that tomorrow I will have a cough, headache, and fever, and then continue to have a high fever for three to five days, and then hang on to the weak buff for about half a month.

No big deal, little things.

Lucien took small sips of tea, suppressed the itch to cough in his throat, and chatted with Andasi about a random topic.

"Is the dessert still good?" Lucien put the teacup back on the table, and took the pillow into his arms again, "Although it's not long before the dinner time, please have a taste."

He picked up a piece of pastry, which was dark brown and had a familiar mellow aroma. Even the names of the main ingredients were not much different from those in the previous world.

"Kokonats?" As a mage, Andasi knew all kinds of plants well, and he knew roughly what it was when he smelled that special fragrance, and took a bite to confirm his guess.

"Using refined coconuts as desserts...it's really a luxury." Andasi couldn't help but let out a sigh, looking at Lucien as if looking at a profligate prodigal.

The prodigal son took a bite of a snack, waved his hand indifferently, and said, "Anyway, cocoa won't have any effect on me. It's too nasty to make a potion. Every time I drink it, I'll feel sick all day."

As if remembering the sour and bitter taste, Lucien curled his lips, "But I didn't expect it to taste so good as a snack. I thought it would make some dark dishes."

After all, Lucien had never seen chocolate before it turned into chocolate in his previous life, and it was the first time in his life that he saw Coconuts before it turned into a potion, so it was purely because "it smells a bit like chocolate" As a benchmark, let the cook take the Coconuts with milk and honey to play around with.

If he succeeds, he will have chocolate to eat, but if he fails, he will consume a batch of Coconuts that he doesn't want to eat.

As for the final product, as long as it is not compared with the fully mature chocolate craft in the previous world, it still has some meaning.

At least it can be classified as a dessert, which has far exceeded Lucien's psychological expectations.

Although coconuts, especially fermented and refined coconuts, are rare medicinal materials in this world, they are mainly used to brew a potion that can warm the body and stabilize the mind. Afterwards, the favorability of my cheap father and brother did not decrease, but after drinking it for so many years, it only further proved the theory that magic potions have little effect on non-talented people.

However, the second elder brother Rufar will still give him a drink persistently, probably because Rufar has been drinking it since he was a child, and he has never experienced what it is like to be sick until now.

It should be said that most gifted people will not suffer from physical weakness and diseases. The better the talent, the healthier they will be, and they will be more robust and lively than ordinary children since childhood.

Therefore, there is a reason why medicine cannot develop. There is no market for medical research in the upper class. Naturally, there will be no doctors to study medical solutions suitable for non-talented people if there is no profit.

Even for the three medical trips to the countryside, Lucien can only hire a few trainee priests to sprinkle holy light spells and send out herbal packs and so on.

Wait for me to unlock a few redemption pages.Lucien thought, he didn't believe that medical related resources could not be bought in the exchange page of the system, as long as he could buy the resources, he would immediately organize manpower to start medical innovation, and put the bloodletting treatment into the dust of history. .

With that in his head, Lucien discussed a few simple topics related to human body science with Andasi by the way—the really simple ones, the heart is on the left and right, and which tube of the heart does the blood go into? When the root canal comes out, how does the gas circulate in the human body? The range of knowledge points does not exceed the nine-year compulsory education. Of course, Lucien used pigs, cows, sheep, and rabbits as the reference of the human body, so as not to be regarded as some pervert who engages in vivisection.

However, this did not prevent Andasi from seeing him gradually subtle.

Andasi's understanding of these things is due to the keen perception of life by mages of high rank and above through the connection of magic elements, but Lucien, a well-known waste in the empire, can't even do the most basic meditation. Things got to the point where even Andasi didn't know that well...

Forgive him for his mind is already full of images of bloody self-regulation.

But at the same time, Andasi also admitted that his research desire as a mage was fully aroused by Lucien's few words, so much so that he now wanted to find a place to catch a rabbit and test Lucien. What En said is true and false.

"Cough." Lucien coughed lightly, reminding Andasi, who had already flown to his magic workshop, that they hadn't finished talking, and pushed the topic to the main purpose of this conversation without haste.

"You should already know that I'm going to build a city at the Spring Hunting Market."

"I hereby extend an invitation to the Mage Union, Adventurer's Union, and Mercenary Union, and welcome all trade unions to enter the city that is about to be built."

When Andasi was invited by Lucien, he guessed that this would probably be the case, and from the day the news of the city's construction came out, he was actually weighing whether to move the union to Lucien's city—the chamber of commerce, the union , Temple, a city is basically composed of these three elements, among which trade unions specifically refer to the special trade unions where talented people such as the mage union, warrior union and mercenary union gather.

Judging from the area where Velvet talents flow and the gathering tendency of foreign talents, there is no problem in moving the union's focus to Lucien's city, and it will only make their daily work more convenient.

But at the same time, Andasi had to weigh that moving into the new city meant that he was completely on the lord's boat. Judging from the degree of resistance of the local nobles to the construction of the city, it would be impossible to maintain the current superficial peace in the future. It's not easy to turn the boat over, Lucien's identity will not be a big deal there, but Andasi and the large and small trade unions behind him are likely to be completely suppressed.

Andasi couldn't directly agree to Lucien's invitation, and he also told Lucien his concerns very bluntly——Lucien liked this old mage because he didn't make many detours in what he said and did, and he dug a hole well. It's easy for him to jump into it by himself, and he won't pretend to fool you if he doesn't have enough chips, so that Lucien can spend a lot of energy on guessing.

"That's true." Lucien nodded, expressing full understanding of Andasi's concerns, "There are some on my side... You can understand it as the benefits I can give you, or my sincerity. I hope you hear it , think about it more carefully.”

Andasi noticed that Lucien had his legs curled up on the chair. Although he was talking about serious things, he showed a lazy and relaxed posture, squinting his eyes and smiling lazily at him, with a hook on the end Get close to the stretched intonation.

Coupled with the special hospitality environment of the study room, there are books and documents that are a little messy and seem to have not been tidied up...

It's like how familiar they really are and how good their relationship is.

Andasi snorted inwardly, a little proud of seeing through the little lunatic's secret tricks, but he didn't notice that his body was already leaning on the back of the chair very honestly, and unconsciously emptied most of the snacks on the plate.

Just relaxing.

Lucien opened his mouth as if pinched.

Said: "Do you know that on the other side of the mainland, there was a place called Sovino Angistel Land 300 years ago. Did a system called parliament be practiced there?"

Andasi didn't know, because Lucien made up the name that was so long that he couldn't remember it.

Anyway, the place is not the point, the system is.

It is a system that is completely different from the current rulers, giving part of [power] to the ruled.

Residents in the city are given the power to "vote and choose", while the parliament is given more powers that originally belonged only to the lord.

Legislation, taxation, adjudication, administration...

Even if these powers are only recognized in one city, Lucien is also very clear that the union leaders headed by Andasi have no way to refuse their temptation.

"I would like to invite you to join in. Seats have been reserved for you in the city council." Lucien stretched out his hand, and his voice lingered close to Andasi's ear, like the whisper of a demon.

"It's not [my] city, it's [our] city."

"Even, my dear Mr. President, if you like, I'd be happy to call it—[your] city."