135 I Have to Recruit a Secretary (2/2)
Brainiac looked emotionlessly at Eggface.
Eggface didn't obtain any response from Brainiac. He felt the awkward silence and changed the topic.
”What does my eternal foe intend to do with the Goblins' equipment?”
”I don't know. According to his character, he'll put them up for sale and sell them to the Goblins,” Brainiac replied without any feelings.
Eggface was taken aback. He thought he heard wrongly, but after confirming that it was true, he opened his mouth slowly.
Brainiac ignored Eggface and wrote down notes in his mind.
90: I have to investigate the Seven Sins Originator, Karmic Fire Terminator, Judgement Tongue, and Hades Ruler.
91: Lord Sherlock has a delusional disorder.
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”Return the equipment to the gamers who are willing to work for a day. Assign missions to deal with this matter. The Commerce Area has to continue its development. This location will be the new transaction market for the gamers. Then, I'll develop the Industrial Area. I'll use my Magic Stones to install appropriate facilities…” Sherlock said to Bru as he drew on the Dungeon planning diagram.
”Such a perfect plan, Lord Sherlock! I thought the exploration frenzy would last for a few days. I didn't expect so many gamers to give up. Facing such a high difficulty level, I feel their current levels are insufficient. They should practice more before venturing out,” Bru said.
”But some gamers contacted outside creatures. Do you want to intervene?”
”There's no need to intervene. If I do that every time, will I have my personal time? I'm recruiting them for the Dungeon's development. I'm not their nanny.” Sherlock shook his head.
As Sherlock was planning for the future development of the Dungeon, the Dungeon Core burst into flames. A newspaper and two letters flew out from the flames.
Sherlock picked up the letter with the words, ”To my friend, Lord Sherlock—Specter College Academic Department Deputy Director Professor Bacon.”
”My friend Lord Sherlock:
Ah, dearest Lord Sherlock, it has been a month since we last met. I am nostalgic of the time we spent together.”
”Hmm? Didn't he only meet Lord Sherlock a few times?” Bru asked, puzzled.
Sherlock ignored Bru and continued reading.
”Because of academic affairs, I have been sent to Winterfell on a business trip. I'll be visiting Lord Sherlock with some inquiries. If possible, please arrange for the Goblins to come to our college for the graduation research. Due to the long lull period, a few obstinate professors feel that Lord Sherlock intentionally reneged on the contractual obligations.
Of course, these are baseless accusations!
Lord Sherlock, I don't think that you will forget about our contract and arrange instead for the Goblins to participate in Gladiator Fights and clear the surrounding areas of the Dungeon.
I have 100% trust in Lord Sherlock!
However, Lord Sherlock has to make haste as the school is receiving intense pressure from complaining parents these days.
Does Lord Sherlock have any students that require assistance?
Wishing Lord Sherlock good health and goodbye—Love from Bacon.”
”Hmm… Did Lord Sherlock forget?” Bru asked after reading the letter and thinking for a long time.
Sherlock shrugged his shoulders and picked up another letter with the words ”To my friend, Lord Sherlock—Northern Underground World Gladiator Arena Boss, Poison Skin.”
”My friend Lord Sherlock:
Ah, dearest Lord Sherlock, it has been ten days since we last met. I am nostalgic of the time we spent together.”
”Hmm… it feels strange. Didn't Lord Sherlock just meet him once?” Bru said.
Sherlock did not respond.
”After our Northern Underground World Gladiator Arena shareholder's meeting, we decided to sign the strategic collaborative contract with Lord Sherlock. In regards to your requests, they have approved all of them.
To show that we value Lord Sherlock and your warriors, we will be arranging a premiere. We would like to invite Lord Sherlock and your warriors to participate.
The detailed specifications of the premiere are as follows:
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Wishing Lord Sherlock good health and goodbye—Regards from Poison Skin.”
”Very whimsical indeed…” Bru muttered to himself.
Sherlock put down the letter and picked up the newspaper. He said, ”I feel that I have to recruit a secretary.”A is a game term meaning to quit