T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

There were even people who knelt down in public before Jiang Heyi and swore eternal loyalty.

"Since you've all taken my money, you've accepted my way of doing things."

"Anyone who violates this rule will have their monthly bounty confiscated and distributed to others, and will also be expelled from the team. So please keep an eye on each other and encourage one another."

The adventurers, accustomed to freedom, were of one mind and shouted in unison.

"I am willing to serve you, my lord!"

The powerful voice made the maids passing by tremble.

Jiang Heyi then offered a toast.

Many of the adventurers actually hesitated.

None of them who frequented the wilderness didn't drink alcohol, but now they were worried that drinking might lead to trouble.

"It's alright, let's indulge ourselves for today. All rules will begin tomorrow."

The lord's understanding and adaptability once again impressed everyone present.

After a pleasant banquet, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely, and the adventurers took the opportunity to set up camp outside the castle, which would be their home for some time to come.

In the study, Jiang Heyi summoned Caen alone.

“We don’t have enough people. I’ll recruit at least 200 of them to cover the entire territory.”

"Loyalty is a must, professional ethics are essential, and it's best if the family moves to the territory as well."

Caen was shocked.

"This will be a huge expense."

"You're actually worried about my money?"

Jiang Heyi casually opened a cabinet in the study, and precious silver coins poured out.

The former lord relentlessly exploited the people of his territory, amassing a fortune through the slave trade.

In just two short months, only by indulging in extravagance can one completely deplete it.

This is one of the few acts of kindness that the fourth floor offers to players.

“This is not my money, but the blood and sweat of you and those who work hard in the fields. I am just using it to obtain the benefits that the people here deserve.”

"you……"

“I need a lot of people to help me achieve this goal, a group of people who should agree with what I’m doing.”

“I only have six knights by my side. They cannot leave me because doing so might harm the interests of some people, so they must ensure their own safety.”

“Caen, you are an extension of my power. I hope you can open your eyes and see this war-torn land. If you also want to do something for the people here, while I still have the power of a lord, work harder to assist me.”

Caen abandoned traditional aristocratic etiquette, kneeling and prostrating himself on the ground.

"I am willing to give everything I have to Your Lordship!"

"I will certainly not disappoint your high expectations of me!"

“I swear, anyone who takes your life will become our mortal enemy.”

"The Lord's Guard will spare no effort to make them disappear!"

Caen left the castle trembling, and without resting, began screening personnel overnight.

Inside the study, applause resounded across the boundary between reality and illusion.

The prison guard was full of praise: "Great, great! Have you ever considered acting in a play? Your acting skills and the intonation of your voice are simply amazing at evoking emotions in people."

"If I were Caen, and I didn't know you were playing a role, I would definitely want to give my life for you."

The woman in bed chuckled, "You can switch between everyday life and acting so convincingly, you're a potential acting genius too! You two are a perfect match!"

The young couple lit up their faces.

"Yo~~~ I'm blushing, the tomato-flavored fries have appeared!"

"And tomatoes and potatoes!"

Jiang Heyi couldn't stand the teasing from his friends, which felt just like when he was still in school, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's still a simulation, so be serious."

Zhong Zemo has even become quite the drama queen when it comes to his bed.

He snapped to attention: "Oh, yes, my esteemed lord~~~"

Damn translation jargon.

Jiang Heyi's high-salary anti-corruption policy is a game-changer for the current worldview, akin to a Frankenstein's monster, and is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

That's such a huge improvement.

The excessively generous reward made these guards, who had been adventurers not long ago, consciously restrain their behavior.

Merchants located in the southern part of the city quickly noticed the anomaly.

"What's going on? These new guards are actually paying for things."

Does it pay you when it buys your mutton fat bread?

"What, did you give me the rabbit jerky I bought?"

It was commonplace for guards to take bribes and kickbacks; in the past, anyone who dared to ask for money would be harassed.

They mostly dared not make things difficult for large merchants, but small merchants trying to make a living and local stall owners became their targets for harassment.

"Not to mention you guys, even when the tavern staff offered you drinks, they refused, citing patrol as the reason."

"Hiss... Are we living in a dream?"

"I heard that yesterday, before they officially started work, the lord summoned them to the castle. Could this be related?"

"It's not impossible. This lord is ignoring the one who announced tax reforms right after his death; it's practically like he's going against him."

"He's not just saying it."

The major merchants traveling along the empire's main trade routes also sensed the change in atmosphere.

These new guard members were full of energy and spirit, unlike the listless, bandit-like guys they used to be.

Moreover, half of them were wearing black cloaks.

According to a guard who bought goat's milk to quench his thirst, this was a unified requirement from the lord to increase visibility and deter potential lawbreakers.

In just one day, good news kept pouring in.

While lounging in bed and wandering around the southern district, I could hear locals and merchants from the Silent Territory discussing the new look of the Guard everywhere.

Without exception, they received rave reviews.

All day long, not a single member of the guard slacked off; they patrolled the various areas of the southern district tirelessly.

In order to move around more efficiently, several people even bought speed scrolls and stamina-restoring potions at their own expense and distributed them to the team members to improve efficiency.

As it turns out, with the right money and the right people, a good work ethic can be bought with a generous reward.

How to effectively activate employees' initiative?

Give me the money.

How to cultivate employee loyalty?

Pay up!

As long as you have enough money, even if you shout "Are kings and nobles born with special privileges?", your subordinates will be afraid you'll catch a cold and kindly drape a yellow cloth over you.

French Fries listened to what he had heard and nodded with a sigh of relief.

"The second phase, winning over the hearts and minds of the people and improving public security, is also progressing smoothly so far, and we have already achieved half of our goals."

"The next step is to reinforce the impression that the lord is a good and capable person."

Navas brought in a number of past sheriff's records, many of which remained unresolved.

"The image of a righteous and upright official is the most easily ingrained in people's minds, and one has to appreciate it."

Chapter 353 A Saint Descends from Heaven

This day is special for the people of Silent Land.

The acting lord will, for the first time in history, personally preside over the court in the square not far from the castle.

All the accusations that were ignored during the reign of the previous lord will be brought to the table.

The people of Silent Territory couldn't recall the last time they saw their lord in public. They could only sense, vaguely and abstractly, that a bloated and abominable soul was manipulating things within the territory through the increasing and decreasing number of guards.

Many people have imagined that perhaps it would be better if a different chicken stayed there instead of him.

Compared to the unseen and intangible former lord, Jiang Heyi, sitting on the stage in the square, was much closer to them.

Because the consuls were appointed by the lord, and the former lord was unusually anthropomorphic, the efficiency was surprisingly low, and many cases of accusation were piled up for three or four years.

Jiang Heyi and his team spent a long time sifting through the cases before finding some typical examples that were easy to approach and solve.

A document was picked out by Fries and read aloud by a loud, energetic member of the troll guard—literate trolls are a rare sight indeed.

A 20-year-old man named Johnny suddenly died a year ago due to poor health. His wife, Kayna, claimed that he had suddenly fallen ill, but Johnny's family always felt that something was amiss and insisted on examining the body. The result was an urn of ashes.

The reason given by the governor was fear of a virulent plague.

Johnny's family were ordinary farmers who couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood. They had already believed it, but Kaina's sudden wealth made them suspicious.

Both parties in the case are locals, so finding them wasn't difficult.

Instead of following the usual procedure of having both parties make their statements, Jiang Heyi slowly stood up.

This action attracted the attention of all the onlookers, who involuntarily followed Jiang Heyi's movements and noticed Orange Tea, who was dressed in a silver-white robe.

"This is a spirit summoner, skilled in communicating with spirits."

Silver-white is a common color scheme for religious attire, and the Silent Clan, with its strong religious atmosphere, naturally bowed to Orange Tea.

He then walked toward the masked jailer.

"This is a necromancer. He can summon the dead and control people's souls."

Whispering voices came from all directions.

The necromancer's reputation was negative, so Jiang Heyi added a sentence.

"But I defeated it and used the scroll to control it."

The exclamations kept coming and going.

Jiang Heyi walked down from the stage in the center of the square and came to Kaina's side, who was hanging her head.

"Although I have no interest in your arguments, the techniques of necromancers and necromancers can uncover the truth of the matter."

"But... I'll give you a chance not to waste everyone's time."

"Did your husband really die suddenly?"

Kaina suddenly looked up.

Her body was trembling, and when her gaze fell on Jiang Heyi, she wanted to look away as if she had been electrocuted.

She wanted to speak, but Jiang Heyi spoke first.

“The consequences of telling the truth and lying are vastly different, and I suggest you think it over carefully.”

Kaina intertwined her index fingers in front of her chest, her face drained of color.

"Say!"

A sharp shout from not far away startled Kaina, causing her to immediately kneel on the ground.

With her psychological defenses crumbling, she confessed in detail to buying the magic potion from the wandering merchant and poisoning him.

The reason was that her husband, Johnny, accidentally discovered several adventurers who had perished together with monsters while hunting.

Although he is not skilled in magic, he has been assisting the local adventurers' guild for many years and can identify which materials are expensive and how to handle them.

After cleaning up and burying the monster's corpse, he wisely avoided touching the adventurer's equipment, only taking a few magic crystals.

Johnny was thrilled when he got home and shared the good news with her, showing her the magic crystal.