Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 109 (Chapter 108): Town Administration Planning, Upgrade of Control Techniques

Lin Bo stood in front of the crowd and gently asked them to stand up.

The number of members of the congregation is growing, but the church remains the same, a little small, with not enough benches, especially during Sunday services, when latecomers have to stand against the wall.

There are more than a hundred believers here now, so it’s not too crowded.

Lin Bo asked them to turn the rows of benches facing the pulpit to face the center, and the believers sat down on the left and right. He himself did not stand on the pulpit, but sat on the bench in the middle, facing all of them.

The chairs were placed closely together, like a basket. He also allowed the rows farthest away to turn around and face him, thus forming a square with an open space in the middle. There was nothing there, no bonfire or long table, only the air they breathed and a strange atmosphere in the air that only they knew.

Everyone gathered together, and the believers stared at the lighthouse keeper's face for a long time. When his gaze swept over them, they couldn't help but lower their heads, but when they raised their heads, they found that the man was still staring at them.

Lin Bo relies on this kind of eye contact to encourage the members of the Tower Guard Order to look directly into his eyes. Only with eye contact can communication be facilitated.

"You must listen to me and look at me. Don't treat me as a false image floating on a cloud. You know very well that I am by your side, I have healed some of you, and I have spoken to each of you. If this is not enough, you can come forward, shake my hand, and see if I am real."

Lin Bo spoke easily, taking away the fear that had been weighing on many people's hearts, so some people couldn't help but laugh out loud. The people around him looked at the man in surprise, and when they saw that the night watchman just nodded, more smiles bloomed on their faces.

On every gathering day, in addition to chanting scriptures and worship, what is more important is the exchange of information and discussion of matters. Lin Bo also allowed them to talk, and the members of the order picked out important matters to report to him.

The fishermen were concerned about the weather and the fish stocks. The workers discussed prices in Kimbe, local rumors, and changes in their work intensity and hours. The sailors discussed the market for seafarers and the ships that had begun leaving port after the hurricane.

The mayor presented Lin Bo with a document that listed the town hall's tax revenue and various grants, civil servants' salary statistics and other financial information in recent years.

Public funds in Shita Town are always tight because there are no companies and trade is not developed here, so they can only take money from the pockets of residents.

In addition to general taxes such as municipal tax, health tax, education tax, road tax, and police tax, there are also various special taxes and fees, such as taxes on ships leaving the dock, stall fees for shops in fish markets and old streets, and regular rent for houses built by workers, etc.

Although a large number of taxes were collected, the annual tax amount was less than 100,000 copper yuan, which was shockingly poor.

Fortunately, although the income is small, the expenditure is even less. Shita Town does not even have a sewer, power plant or water plant. Apart from the church and school, there is almost no public infrastructure. In the final analysis, it is just a large fishing village.

In addition to paying salaries, the town hall also spends money on repairing churches, allocating funds to schools, and regularly hiring townspeople to repair streets, unclog drains, and clean up garbage, etc. There is always a surplus in the fiscal revenue every year.

Lin Bo took a quick look and assumed the statistics were true.

Today, the political affairs of Stone Tower Town are decided by the Tower Guard Order, and tax revenues automatically fall under the jurisdiction of the order.

Lin Bo instructed the mayor to register a food company as soon as possible to purchase whale meat from the slaughterhouse. The food company's processing plant would be located next to the dock, and a construction team would be organized and local labor would be hired to build the factory. All funds would be provided by the order.

The company's main products are naturally MSG and canned fish.

For the time being, there was nothing more to do. They had to wait for Viren Pearl to return from Hongdu. After they opened up sales for the mushroom MSG and made a profit, they would plan to build a power plant, a waterworks, provide running water and electricity to the townspeople, and construct a sewer system.

The mayor asked, "My Lord, what name should this food company have?"

"It should be catchy so people know what it does right away." Lin Bo's request was simple. "Let everyone discuss it. After all, this company will affect everyone in this town."

The members of the order talked a lot and voted by raising their hands among the listed names. The name they finally passed was "Weixiangmei Food Company".

Nowadays, food brands in the Windward Islands are often named after their founders' surnames or adapted from places in their hometowns. It's rare to use such simple and straightforward slogans, so this is a bit of a novelty.

But no matter what it is called, mushroom MSG is bound to be a huge success. Anyone who has tasted it will have no doubt about it.

After chatting with the church members, it was already late, so Lin Bo asked them to disperse. He asked the mayor and another member to stay, as they had presented the remnant relic, and therefore they would be rewarded.

After the meeting, everyone reluctantly walked through the door and stepped into the sky and land outside the church, but they would look back frequently, wondering what kind of reward the miracle worker would give them.

At this time, the church returned to silence and was a bit empty. Lin Bo looked at the mayor and an old sailor in front of him. They were both biting their cheeks and trying to respond to the miracle walker's gaze.

"I can give you gold, jewels, or amulets to strengthen your spirit. If you have any other requests, you can tell me."

The mayor spoke up, "My Lord, I want nothing. It's already an honor that my offering has been chosen by you." Lin Bo nodded, "Since what you want is 'nothingness,' then I will give you 'nothingness.' Go, you will get nothing."

The mayor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, went up to him and knelt at his feet again, then stood up and left the church.

The old sailor couldn't help scratching the back of his neck and said in a hoarse voice, "Miracle, please give me some money. So that my son can stop being a knife for the ship owner and fighting with others. If he continues like this, he will die in the ring sooner or later."

Lin Bo recognized him. He was the father of the scarred sailor. When he was young, he also worked as a thug for the ship owner. After he was injured and had no strength left, he gradually abandoned his warrior beliefs and joined the old man.

"I remember your son. He used to help me drive away those rude explorers at the lighthouse. So is he willing to give up the arena himself?"

"I don't know." The old sailor shook his head. "He thinks he's very powerful, but sooner or later, the warriors will abandon him. There are many skilled and strong swordsmen in the archipelago, but few can live to my age."

Lin Bo traded two kilograms of gold bars and a small safe to Agilent.

A sea-blue tunnel of space and time opened in the church's sky. The servants covered their mouths but couldn't suppress their exclamations. The old sailor also shrank back in fear at the spinning, glowing sphere.

The silver safe fell to the ground, and Lin Bo handed the key to the old sailor, "Take this gold back."

So the old sailor picked up the key tremblingly, held the safe in his arms, wrapped it in his untied coat, and left quickly.

After watching them leave, Lin Bo followed the old priest to the church's storage room, where the new members of the order also donated some old items.

He searched for it but couldn't find any remnant relics. He then inquired about the progress of acquiring the Sea God Cult's sacred artifacts.

"The merchants of the Order visited several collectors in Jinbei, but they weren't even allowed in." The old priest showed a bitter expression of embarrassment and helplessness. "My Lord of Miracles, I truly failed to live up to your expectations. Viscount Pearl will have to assist in this matter."

Merchants from small places look shabby and it is difficult for them to break into the collecting world without the introduction of people in the circle, so it is normal for them to be rejected.

"Shita Town will become prosperous." Lin Bo was not disappointed.

"This land will surpass Hongdu because of you." The old priest murmured, as if he had already seen that day.

At the current rate of experience gain, reaching Lv. 6 True Name Mage would take less than a week. However, obtaining the higher-level Reverberation Relics was a distant prospect.

From then on, Lin Bo continued to carry out construction, drawing and study as usual.

On Saturday afternoon, when he finished running the map, his proficiency in the Mantra Control Technique-Stream had reached (974.5/1000). In the early hours of Sunday, at the desk on the second floor, Lin Bo used all his mantra to write a line of words. When he was writing the last few strokes, he was completely exhausted, and the pen in the air fell dejectedly onto the page.

[Skill determination successful... Final calculation result: [Mantra Control - Style] Proficiency +6.2]

He drank a bottle of potion and picked up a pen to complete the incomplete text.

Then look at the player panel.

Mantra Control - Flow: Lv1 (1005.5/1000) Basic Mantra Control, by speaking the mantra, control all things to fly and shuttle

The best water flows thousands of miles. —Proverbs

【Upgrade requirements met】

"upgrade."

Ding--

Mantra Control - Flow: Lv2 (5.5/3000) Basic Mantra Control, by speaking the mantra, control the inner strength of all things

The winding waters of the Nine Bends are turbulent and ever-changing. —Proverbs

(End of this chapter)