Chapter 195 194. The great Brotherhood of Masons was established today! Miriam, you'd better not delay our wages!

Although Murphy said nicely and asked the Asher not to have any psychological pressure, after the satisfied children returned to the camp after taking a tour of the Blood Vulture Corridor with Aunt Jules, the pressure on the young people in the civil engineering department was still about to explode.

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Although he repeatedly persuaded himself that these were just NPCs woven with a string of codes, and he was only performing a professional mission, there would be no real impact even if he failed.

But it is easy to deceive others, but it is very difficult to deceive yourself.

In particular, the character of the Asher is more responsible and sensitive.

His heart twitched when he thought that if something went wrong with his plan, the Scarlet Fort, which was about to begin rebuilding, would suffer casualties in the winter.

Therefore, when I returned to my tent office, my whole body was wilting under the psychological pressure.

This change was keenly noticed by his assistant who brought him a cup of tea.

The assistants assigned to the Asher are a pair of sisters. They were born into businessmen's families in the city. They were supposed to live a prosperous life. However, the disaster in the star realm destroyed everything. But they were lucky because of their mother.

Still alive.

Well, these two girls are the daughters of Ms. Blanche Palin Fedor, who was appointed as the logistics commander of the Earl of Cadman.

They inherited their mother's acumen as a businessman, and their mother was quite happy to see her daughters develop a good relationship with the warriors under the Earl's command.

As for whether this is another “investment” by a shrewd businesswoman, it’s hard to say.

However, after getting along with each other for many days, the Pallian sisters discovered that the Asher was not as rude as the legendary mountain people. In fact, he was much more gentlemanly and gentle than most men.

"Sir, what's bothering you?"

Sister Pa Lian walked slowly behind the grayer, pinched his shoulders skillfully, and asked softly.

Because the Calculation Orb has been equipped with a mind microphone plug-in, the Asher can understand the soft whispers of his assistant. He let out a mournful cry, covered his eyes with his hands and said:

"I received a new mission from Mr. Murphy. Well, he didn't scold me as harshly as I thought, calling my design a piece of, ahem, dishonorable stuff.

He also corrected my wrong ideas. However, even after revising my ideas, the design and planning I had to carry out was extremely difficult.

I had never had even the slightest idea of ​​a construction on such a large scale before.

Alas, the books will become less useful when they are used."

"You said the same thing when you were planning the camp before."

Sister Pa Lian covered her mouth and smiled. She leaned down and encouraged the grayer in his ear:

"You always seem to lack confidence in yourself, but in fact the entire camp knows that you are a knowledgeable and talented person. It is your wisdom that inspired us to use the large and comfortable tent. Now everyone calls this kind of travel tent

The 'grey tent' is to commemorate your help.

You are already better than most people I have met in my more than 20 years of life.

You should have confidence in yourself."

"I am nothing."

Being encouraged by the cute blonde girl whispering so softly made the gray man's cheeks turn red.

Especially the scent of soap locust in Sister Palian's hair and the soft thing on the girl's chest pressing on his shoulders made him sit up straight in panic.

It's not that he has any resistance to this kind of intimate contact, it's mainly that the innocent boy really doesn't know how to deal with this kind of situation.

He waved his hands and said:

"Ahem, I mean, in our unique mountain tribe, there are too many people who are better than me.

Look at my companions.

They are brave and good at fighting, and even dare to draw their swords against the elite enemies of the black iron class, but I am too weak, I can't even lift a heavy shield."

This is not just nonsense.

His pitiful 2 points of strength make it really difficult for him to cope with frontal combat, but this guy is actually considered a "wonder" among young players at the moment.

When other attributes are very balanced, the charm of the gray man is as high as 7 points!

What is this concept?

It would probably take three and a half wise and martial masters Murphy to compete with him in this aspect.

Of course, in this game, charm does not mean that he is particularly handsome, but rather his comprehensive qualities, temperament, deportment and expression, as well as an excellent first impression, etc.

In short, the fact that the Grayman was respected by the survivors in the entire camp is not just because he has indeed made a contribution. The role of 7 points of charm value is self-evident.

"You should not compare with your fellow warriors. Sir, your advantage is not on the battlefield. For example, the responsibilities that Lord Murphy has given you, I believe that your other companions cannot do it.

But you can."

The gentle sister Pa Lian patiently encouraged:

"You just lack a little courage and self-confidence, but I think this is the gift of humility. Even my mother has never seen someone as outstanding but humble as you."

"Oh, I didn't know you were so good at complimenting others when I couldn't talk to you before."

The Asher was really embarrassed to be called that.

He waved his hands repeatedly, and then the curtain of the tent was opened, and sister Palian, one of the assistant sisters, rushed in happily holding a box.

She is four years younger than her sister, so she has a more lively personality. The short-haired sister Palian placed the box in her hand on the table in front of the duster like a treasure.

she says:

"Mom sent back the first batch of food from Bataxin City. She was highly praised by Lord Murphy and Dame Miriam. Mom even brought this back to us."

As she spoke, Sister Palian opened the box and took out a pair of rather exquisite round-framed glasses. From the special mark left on the frame, it could be seen that they were the work of a halfling.

Although this kind of decoration is not uncommon in Port Chardeau, in the Transia region it has always been something that only wealthy merchants and nobles pursue.

"Clang, clang, clang! Didn't your Excellency say that you are not used to not wearing glasses?"

Sister Palian picked it up, stretched out her hand and put it on the bridge of his nose while the gray man stared at him in shock. The familiar weight exerted in the game made him subconsciously push the frame.

Although in the game, his severe myopia has been corrected to a normal level and he does not need glasses to assist observation, this push.

Oops, the familiar feeling seems to be back all of a sudden.

“It’s very suitable!”

Sister Palian looked at both sides and praised the duster.

The latter shook his head and had complicated thoughts in his mind. This was probably the first time in his life that a girl had given him a gift, but it turned out that he was still in his mother's game.

Damn it, no wonder so many otakus like paper figurine wives. Who can resist this?

"We believe that you will be able to fulfill the mission entrusted to you by Mr. Murphy. That is something only you can do."

Sister Pa Lian held the grayer's hand very seriously and said something to him.

"Yeah, I also believe that you are the most powerful!"

Sister Palian grabbed the duster's other hand. The warmth from both hands made the young student's heart beat wildly. He withdrew his fingers as if to escape and said:

"Um, I have to take a rest. Can you guys help me clean up the drawings? After I get up, we can start a new plan.

I’ll take a nap and I’ll be fine in a while.”

He fled back to the bed, closed his eyes and quit the game.

"Every time you sleep, you feel so familiar that you can't even wake up if you shake it."

Sister Pa Lian complained, and her sister shrugged, glanced at the gray man who was already snoring on the bed, chuckled again, and said:

"He's so cute, isn't he?"

"Well, it's a bit silly, but it's indeed very powerful. It's much better than the teacher my mother hired before. But my mother just said that Sir Murphy will make Bataxin City her knight territory. After a while, we will

I’m going to live with my mother. Sister, do you want to tell Lord Gray this news?”

"Well, let's talk about it in a few days."

——

"Ah, it's really fatal."

On the hard bed in the dormitory, the Chosen Gray Man took off his gaming helmet, took a deep breath and patted his face hard to calm down.

He grabbed his hair and said to himself:

"Calm down! Calm down! You bastard, those are just two paper men. Yes, they are no different from the paper men's wives you chased before. Just be normal, you also have dozens of paper men.

My wife’s man.”

"What are you mumbling over there?"

His words to himself amused his roommate opposite who was busy designing.

Compared with the six-person rooms in Gebao and the others, the dormitory of Dahuiren is much better. After all, it is a dormitory for graduate students. It has a two-person room and a good environment.

His roommate also wore a pair of thick glasses like him. He was busy with a project and joked without looking back:

"I'm not talking about you. You've been acting a bit crazy in the past few days. I saw you talking in your sleep while wearing that weird helmet last night. What about Sister Palian, my sister doesn't want it, and other weird things. You

Tell me honestly, have you joined some strange cult?"
To be continued...