Alandale was riding in a carriage and driving on the plains.

The Twilight Town ahead is faintly visible.

Filaments of wheat fields, land burned by flames, the passes of Twilight Canyon itself, and the dense jungle surrounding it.

"Is this Twilight Town?"

Lifting up his long hair on his forehead, Alandale looked at the scenery not far away.

This will be her home for a long time from now on.

Establish a church, worship the gods every day, deal with local lords, and treat some injured people.

There are probably not many people in such a small town.

Will you feel lonely?

Do you want to keep a dog?

The road was not long, and when the carriage reached its end, Alandale had already sorted out his thoughts and walked off the carriage with a smile.

"Good evening, Lord of Twilight." The priest owed to salute.

The white priest robe reflects a glimmer of light in the sun, giving people a very sacred illusion.

"Good evening, pastor."

He responded with a smile, and Gao Wen felt that the pastor in front of him was shining.

Long golden hair slightly curly, and a face over 70% of its size.

Nodded to the swordsman beside him, Gao Wen arranged for the priest to enter the city.

An intern priest brought two crusadors.

The rewards given by daily tasks were unexpectedly generous.

"Twilight Town is the small town in front of you. In terms of population, including the militia and the city guards in the town, there are only about 300 people, and they are all servants of Paradise Mountain."

"May my Lord protect them."

"There is only one main street in the town, and the innermost location is the Lord's Mansion. The town is not big. If the priest wants to build a church, you can tell my deputy that he will bring people to help you build a church."

"There is no hurry to do things in the church. Lord, the Lord has sent me here this time to rescue some warriors who were injured in the battle with the demons. I don't know where they live now."

"Is that true?"

Gao Wen's steps paused, and he looked at the priest in a robe beside him and felt that this girl was a little difficult to deal with.

The main reason is that the ai is too high.

Unlike basic arms, as high-ia arms, all priests and mages are born as level 4 Ai babies. They are gifted and will be taken away by local churches and mage organizations after birth and trained to become advanced NPCs.

The knowledge I come into contact with on weekdays is no less than that of normal people.

They have no lower IQ than players, and they are even smarter than players when doing some calculations.

Not easy to fool.

This is the case with the intern pastor in front of Gao Wen. In name, she is a daily reward given by the great god of the system, but in fact, she is on behalf of a certain god to investigate the whereabouts of the divine fragments.

This is the trouble Zhao Tianyu has caused.

Thinking of the divine fragments I saw in the chat group before, Gao Wen was also in a hurry.

The matter has already happened. For the sake of 80,000 credit points, Gao Wen can only find a way to solve the subsequent troubles.

"Of course, everything is dominated by the will of the gods." Gao Wen replied with a smile on his face.

Everything is dominated by the will of the gods.

The pastor was in a hurry to save the person, but Gao Wen had no need to cover it up.

The divine nature is not in his hands, so there is nothing to worry about.

He brought the priest to the barracks where the wounded soldiers lived.

Twenty-two seriously injured swordsmen (four people died) and thirty archers (ten people died) who were roughly bandaged in the military camp, lay dull on the ground looking at the roof.

Gao Wen brought people in, and they did not respond at all.

The smell of blood is very strong.

After entering the wounded barracks, the priest's brows became obviously frowning.

"Lord, they were seriously injured and needed treatment."

After saying this to Gao Wen, the priest walked forward quickly and gave emergency treatment to a swordsman with severe burns all over his body.

The kind of emitting light on his hands.

"Of course, you know, Twilight is just a small town, and there was no resident priest in the town before you came."

"Please help me prepare some herbs."

When answering, the pastor did not look back.

He is actually an intern priest who knows healing skills.

Although you can only use two to three times a day to treat minor injuries, a bottle of potion to treat minor injuries is worth thousands of credit points.

This intern pastor is a very good-looking little, Gao Wen praised it in his heart.

Although this intern pastor was not under Gao Wen's management, as long as she helped Gao Wen rescue the NPCs lying on the ground, they had been abandoned by the original lord and became Gao Wen's subordinates.

There are so many people that are hard to support.

Thinking about it in his mind, Gao Wen's eyes were on the injured NPCs in front of him.

Seven of the twenty-two swordsmen were basically given up, and the remaining fifteen had hope of rescue.

The archer's side is a little more serious. If the rescue is timely, there are still more than two teams available.

A swordsman needs to spend five points of living every day, and fifteen people are 2,250 points per month.

The archer is two o'clock a day, and twenty-five people are one thousand five per month.

January 3,750...

Thinking of this, Gao Wen shuddered.

He can't afford to support it!

There is only so much output in the town, and it is still the private property of Gao Wen’s parents. If Gao Wen wants to raise a private soldier, he needs to pay for it himself.

This is all about counting these wounded soldiers who can cure them. If those disabled survive, the number will probably increase to 5,000.

The monthly salary is exactly the same.

"Ahem, Miss Pastor, you're busy first, I have something to deal with."

Gao Wen choked by his saliva.

Alandale, who was performing the healing technique, ignored him.

Walk out of the wounded camp.

Offline.

Have a long breath.

A phone call to my mother, Gao Wen said in a low tone:

"Mom, I'm going to go bankrupt."

On the opposite side of the phone, Gao's mother, who was applying a facial mask to her face, was stunned when she heard this.

"What trouble did you have?"

"I didn't get into trouble. It was just that yesterday, a group of wounded soldiers came to our territory, Twilight Town."

"You paid for them to treat them???"

"No." Gao Wen said with a hilarious smile: "But just now, another priest came to the town and was treating them."

Gao’s mother: “???”

"Twenty-two swordsmen and thirty archers are all at the backbone level, and there are a few elites among them."

"You want to stay?"

"The quality is so high, isn't it a pity to sell it..."

"You wait a moment, I'll do it."

"No need to forget it, five thousand yuan a month to base it."

“….”

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Gao Wen had a vague premonition in his heart.

really.

Next, I heard Gao’s mother across the phone say, “You tell your dad to go and find me.”

"If there are no five thousand, four thousand will be..."

Dou...Dou...

The phone was hung up.
Chapter completed!