Infrastructure starts from the game

While the guests in the workshop were getting excited about the newly added game live broadcast and real-time leaderboard, Angel finally got the chance to take a good night's sleep. The front hangs so that everyone can see the position above the counter, and a number is displayed on it by magic:

fifteen days.

"What is the number of days?" Enlis, who was cleaning the hall, asked curiously.

"Countdown to end of gaming table testing period."

"Hey, the test period will be over in fifteen days?" Enlis was surprised.

"I don't want it to end so quickly, but the emotions of the guests have been mobilized by the rankings. If you don't give a node to vent it, it will become very troublesome afterwards." Angel had a toothache on his face, "Besides, this is also considered Make an appointment and give them an explanation about the order."

Although Enlis couldn't understand, she still wrote it down carefully. She felt that what Mr. Angel said was reasonable.

Mithril raised the bar and said, "Order? Didn't you say you won't sell game tables?"

"That's why it's 'give me an explanation'," Angel limply stuck it on the table, "No matter what, customers who are willing to buy should not be offended, and a win-win solution must be found."

"Because Mr. Angel's publicity strategy is very successful!" Enlisihui reported, "After the ranking, there are many more customers who want to buy game tables, and some people even want magic projectors. Let's buy it together!"

"Does anyone even want to buy a magic projector?" Mithril's tail immediately stood up.

The backlog of goods in the warehouse has always been its heart disease, and now it hears that someone wants to buy it, and its whole cat is moved.

For the first time, Mithril took the initiative to rub Angel's face with its warm fur, and said in a sweet business voice: "In this way, those projectors can finally be cleared? Angel, it's really great for you to be my master." alright!"

This flattering fake cat.

Angel pulled Mithril off his face, and bluntly said: "Don't be too happy, the energy consumption problem of the magic projector has not been fundamentally solved, just based on this advertising effect, ordinary Users still can’t afford it.”

"But you can sell it to users who don't care first!" Mithril said.

"It's not worth it." Angel pushed Mithril away.

"Hey meow, you can't sell this one, you can't sell that one, do you want to do business or not meow!"

Mithril slapped the counter with its tail, protesting dissatisfied.

Angel didn't want to continue this topic, he said seriously: "Compared to this, while the guests are addicted to the list, we can solve the problems accumulated in the workshop."

Hearing the business, both Mithril and Enlis showed serious expressions.

Angel asked Mithril, "How much money do we have now?"

As the assistant of the workshop owner, Mithril also has financial functions.

It immediately gave the number: "This month we made a profit of 97 gold, 59 silver, and 868%. Considering the loss caused by the insufficient number of game tables in the early stage, I estimate that we can guarantee a profit of about 140 gold per month."

Enlis, who was listening, took a small breath.

For a little girl like her, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

But Angel made the final decision in his heart.

He had repaid the debt of 30 gold for this workshop, that is to say, at this rate, it would take him 2143 months to earn back the capital, and converted into years, it would take 179 years. Money to repair the workshop.

...So, when people are poor, it is better not to settle accounts.

spoil the mood.

Angel sighed in his heart, and stretched out his hand to Mithril: "Then give me 90 gold first."

"Are you a bandit? You want that much!" Mithril shouted.

Angel didn't care what it said, and took off the golden bell on Mithril's neck.

It is a magic item, which can store unlimited money, and only the current owner of Mithril and the workshop can use it.

Angel took enough money from the midpoint and transferred it to his own magic space.

"This is a necessary expense," Angel said.

But he didn't explain what he was going to do with the money, he just stood up and left the counter, walking towards Enliss: "Aren't you going to school today?"

"No, no, today is Sunday." Enlis replied in a panic, "School is closed."

Angel nodded, and took the broom from Enlis's hand.

To be honest, letting such a small child clean such a big store would hurt his conscience.

"Then you can go out with me." Angel said.

"go out?"

Enlis' doubts were mixed with a little anxiety.

It's instinct.

Although Enlis thought that Angel was her benefactor and a good magician with profound knowledge from the bottom of her heart, a corner of her heart still remembered that she and the other party "have known each other for less than two months". She was a little afraid to be alone with Angel outside the workshop.

It's a pity that Angel didn't notice the little girl's delicate thoughts. He raised his hand and pulled the girl into his dark cloak, blocking her view with black.

"The store is in your hands." Angel said to the black cat without looking back.

He put on the hood of the cloak, and his whole figure seemed... No, he simply turned into a black shadow, melted into the shadow of the ground, and disappeared instantly.

Only the black cat was left facing the empty storefront, tapping its tail on the table:

"Go early and come back early, meow!"

Enlis was released after only three seconds.

But when she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she almost got back into Angel's cloak.

here is……

Orphanage? !

Enlis widened her eyes in horror.

Enlis had been here when she was five years old.

At that time, Magic Gear encountered a crisis of bankruptcy. The former owner of the workshop, Boris, said that he could not afford so many people, so after dismissing some workers, he brought Enlis and a few children who were in the same situation as her here. .

Enlis stayed here for a whole week that time.

A week later, Boris came back.

It is said that the workshop suddenly raised a sum of money and avoided bankruptcy, but Boris was short of workers. Thinking about the usefulness of the children sent to the orphanage, he took them back.

It's just that Enlis was the only one Boris brought back.

The other kids didn't know where to go.

Enlis didn't remember what she experienced in this orphanage either.

For her, the orphanage left nothing but endless nightmares.

In the nightmare, she wandered alone in the orphanage, memorizing the position of every weed and every crack, but she could never find a way out, only the deepest fear accompanied her.

Later, the business of the workshop inexplicably improved for a while, and Boris even sent Enlis to a volunteer school. Enlis gradually stopped thinking about the things she encountered during that time, until the workshop went bankrupt again, maybe Out of the fear of being repaid, Enlisi dreamed of this orphanage again and again, dreaming that she was abandoned again.

Of course, that was just a dream.

Enlis firmly believed that Angel was a good person and would not abandon her easily.

But in the orphanage, Enlis still grabbed the sleeve of the man who brought her here with trembling fingers, suppressed her tears, and asked in a pleading tone: "An, Mr. Angel, you, you What did you bring me here for?"

"Help!" Angel gave Enlis a strange look and replied.

"Recruitment?" Enlis was stunned.

"Well, the workshop can't always be watched by you and Mithril, can it? Even if it's self-service, it needs a waiter," Angel said with a headache: "Actually, I should have hired someone as soon as I came back, but it wasn't Don’t you have any money? Later, I had to make games, so I dragged it until now.” After opening the leaderboard, it seems that employees are needed even more.

Speaking of this, Angel was a little embarrassed.

He rubbed Enlis's hair: "I'm sorry for making you do so many things."

Enlis shook her head hastily.

"It's okay, I am willing!" As long as I am not thrown away, I am willing to do anything!

However, the temperature from the top of her head calmed Enlis's chilly mind.

She confirmed that Dao Angel didn't mean what she thought, and felt relieved a little, but she still couldn't help asking: "Why do recruiters come to the orphanage?"

"Orphanage? Isn't this the Adventurer's Guild?"

"Hey?"

"Ugh?"

Angel and Enlis looked at each other inexplicably for a while, and finally realized the root of the misunderstanding.

Angel had to turn his head to look at the counter.

"This is the Adventurer's Guild, not an orphanage?" he asked.

——Enlis noticed that there was someone behind the counter.

That is still a very beautiful beauty, but her smile looks very dull, she looks as stiff as a wax figure, especially her blue eyes, staring straight ahead, as if she is looking at people and seems to know nothing. look.

The female replied dully: "Yes, our place used to be the Adventurer's Guild."

She paused, then added: "And part-time orphanage services."

Enlis immediately hugged Angel's waist as if hearing the voice of a nightmare.

Angel's body was stiff, he was not used to close contact with other people, but seeing Enlis's pale face, he sighed in his heart, rubbing Enlis's hair like a cat, without rubbing her push away.

Angor looked at the woman strangely and asked, "How does the Adventurer's Guild work part-time as an orphanage service?" This was the strangest part-time job he had ever heard.

"Always have." The woman replied.

This must start with the history of the Adventurer's Guild.

Because this plane is adjacent to the plane of the Demon Realm and is full of gaps in space, it has been eroded by the demon energy of the Demon Realm, breeding a large number of monsters. In order to survive, many people will choose combat professions to become adventurers to crusade against monsters.

The Adventurer's Guild was organized for these fighters to have no worries.

In the age of magic, this guild would provide information on nearby monsters, help adventurers assess their levels, and issue appropriate tasks, which would also include completing the adventurers' wills and adopting their children when necessary.

In Angel's opinion, it's like an RPG game.

Therefore, most of the previous recruitments could be entrusted to the Adventurer's Guild—or go to the local tavern.

But these are things of the past.

After entering the industrial age, the army was equipped with hot weapons and strengthened its control over the local area. The adventurer profession inevitably weakened. The monsters exchanged fire, many people died, and a large number of orphans were left behind. Therefore, the king decided to let the adventurer's guild here play some of its original functions and adopt those children.

"So the world has become like this?" Angel sighed.

Enliss also reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Angel, if you are recruiting now, you should go to an employment agency."

Angle was embarrassed for a moment.

As a time traveler, it is really the fault of this world to be reminded by the natives that "recruitment must go to an employment agency" or something!Who made it suddenly go from a fantasy RPG to an arcade SIM? !

Fortunately, there was no embarrassment in Angel's paralyzed expression.

And the receptionist lady of the guild continued to use that dull voice: "We also have job placement services, and the price is cheaper than job agencies."

"Oh?" Angel was obviously attracted.

Enlis subconsciously wanted to object.

—she doesn't want anything to do with this place.

But Angel went on to ask: "Are the candidates you are offering those adopted children?"

"Yes." The other party replied.

Enlis swallowed back the objection.

She even blamed herself: Why are you so selfish?I am afraid of this place, do other children deserve to be in this kind of place?Surely they need work? !

"Hmph, you can also get discounts for doing good deeds. It's a good choice," Angel also said, "Then let me register!"

"Okay, so what positions do you need to recruit?"

The guild's waitress finally turned to Angel and Enlis.

Enlis noticed that the woman's eyeballs were moving, but the muscles on her face did not change at all.

Enliss immediately buried her face in Angel's cloak.

She really is still afraid of this place!