Chapter 9: This is not the lazy life I want

Chapter 9: This is not the lazy life I want

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Chapter 9: This is not the lazy life I want

Early the next morning, the three adventurers were escorted by Robb and the mayor and left the Westwind Town to set off for the birch forest to the southwest.

Xielu was somewhat reluctant, but for a young adventurer like her, the temptation of adventure was far greater than a leisurely life. She couldn't stay in one place, and her little admiration for Robb and her budding feelings were forcibly shut. She had to suppress her strange feelings forcefully and waved goodbye to Robb.

Keep safe! Robb gave an Eastern way of saying his farewells.

Yes! Xielu patted the bag hanging from her waist, which contained the instant transmission scroll that Robb had given her. She certainly wouldn't say it publicly, so a couple of pats conveyed her meaning.

Gorda laughed loudly, If we had a priest, we would be safer.

Robb spread out his hands, You guys will, but not me.

Oh, thats a shame. Gorda laughed and turned away. Jike and Xielu followed him, and the three slowly disappeared into the mountain path southwest of the town.

At last, the mayor was relieved to see that Robb didn't leave with the party of adventurers. Now, Westwind town won't be bullied anymore by the likes of monsters. He faced Robb, "Mr. Robb, it's time to show you the chapel."

Oh, thank you.

With the mayor in front leading the way, Robb followed. The two walk through the town. When I arrived last night, it was already evening, so I didn't get to take a close look at the town, and today, I can see it clearly. It's a small town with less than a thousand inhabitants. Merchants shipped from larger cities sell daily necessities like salt, cloth, utensils, etc... Minerals, crops, animal fur, and herbs produced in small towns must be shipped to large cities to bring income to everyone.

For this small town, the trading routes are necessary for living, and once the routes are cut, the inhabitants will be short of goods, and life will be very inconvenient. It is no wonder the townspeople were prompted to raise money to get rid of the double-legged flying dragon, which often attacked caravans. Otherwise, nobody would have been able to survive.

The mayor took Robb to the back of the town near a hill where a small chapel had been built. It was a little shabby because it's been years since the last priest stayed, but it should be as good as new with a little care.

He had to get up and use the wooden cup the mayor gave. He was looking for a place to fetch water and suddenly remembered that there is no running water in this world.

Now he's in trouble. He'll have to dig up a well and drink from it if he wants water. Isnt it troublesome?

Its over! Its over! Its all over!

This isnt the lazy life I want.

Robb began to consider issues regarding laziness seriously.

If I want to be comfortable in the real world, Ill need to solve the following problems: drinking water, eating food, washing clothes, and hygiene.

Although he has just solved the drinking water problem (TL: inconveniently using the well), there are still a lot of problems waiting to be solved, and it doesn't seem possible just to solve it with a faucet. Take eating, for example. Although he has maxed his cooking skill, he needs the corresponding ingredients. For example, in the famous dish "Delicious Wind Snake," you need to use "Mutated fish" and Sweet Spices to make it (I dont know why snakes arent listed in the ingredients). Skills alone arent enough.

And if you want to get the ingredients, Ill inevitably have to go to the vegetable market and bargain with the vegetable market aunt. How annoying.

As for washing and cleaning, that's not something you can do in the game.

Robb began to feel the difficulties in life. Its like the size of a mountain. He couldnt afford to be lazy.

It seems that the only way was to be a damned feudal landlord and enslave others, just like how the mayor ordered his servants to clean up the church.

Robbs eyes lit up as soon as he thought of slaves, hoping to get a maid with blue hair put on a black, white-rimmed maid uniform to take charge of his daily life.

Wow, I cant. I shouldnt think about this. In the end, he just couldnt stop thinking about it.