Chapter 178 The first production safety law in the cemetery

"Disaster OL" official website forum.

Senior Beast: "Brothers, what should we do if we have carbon monoxide poisoning?! Waiting online, it's urgent! (Panic)"

Shark dropped something: “???”

Gou Shi: "Fuck, go to the hospital right away! Why are you asking about this here???"

A gulp of the chemical pool: "Wreaths are for sale in the front row! Don't miss it if you pass by!"

Beast Senior: "It's not me! It's the NPC... (awkward)"

Hu Wan: "The finger that was about to dial 120 stopped subconsciously. (Sweat)"

Tauren Warrior: "Yeah, I knew it."

Pig-Headed Knight: "Contact the Internet Addiction Treatment Center. This guy is hopeless."

Senior Beast: "No! I think he can still be saved. He can't just die like this! QAQ"

Xiao Wan was not full: "How about trying to contact the Demon King? At least it won't be wasted... I mean, he seems to be able to turn the dead into ghosts."

Shark dropped something: "Damn, what a talent!"

Whale Falls North and South: "Emm... Actually, this is also a solution. I feel that the difference between zombies and living people is really small."

Beast Senior: "!! I'll try."

…

Deep inside the North Peak Mine, in the Demon King's magic workshop, Aikudi Fallen Eyelashes, who was lying flat on the stone bed, moved and finally woke up from his coma.

The pitch-black environment around her made her shoulders tremble unconsciously, and she dragged her heavy body to sit up from the cold stone bed.

At this time, a majestic voice came from the darkness not far away.

"Feeling better?"

Aikudi subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a figure wearing a pitch-black cloak standing there.

The angular face that looked like a sculpture was none other than the ruler of the maze, the devil of the cemetery.

A trace of reverence suddenly appeared in Aikudi's eyes. He quickly stood up from the stone bed, nodded slightly, and knelt on one knee respectfully.

"Greetings, Lord Demon..."

"No need to be polite."

Without waiting for her to touch one knee to the ground, Luo Yan waved his hand gently, indicating that she didn't need to be polite.

At the same time, a gentle stream of air blew towards her, lifting her up from the ground and allowing her to sit back on the stone bed behind her.

Looking at the flattered face, Luo Yan continued.

"Answer my question first, how do you feel now?"

Aikudi calmed himself down, closed his eyes and entered into meditation, carefully feeling the changes in his body, and after a moment he opened his eyes and spoke.

"I feel much better."

She paused for a moment and asked eagerly.

"Excuse me, what's wrong with me?"

Luo Yan did not hide anything from her and answered truthfully.

"You just fainted from the poison."

"Poisoned?"

A surprised expression appeared on Aikudi's face. He looked at the demon king in disbelief and continued, "But how could it be... We have the blessing of the ancient tree, and ordinary toxins can't hurt us at all."

The blessing of the ancient tree is actually the blessing of Grey Wind. It is a kind of protection integrated into the blood, which is similar to the protection of the vampires.

Luo Yan had heard Huifeng mention this matter before, so he could naturally understand why she was so surprised when she heard that she was poisoned.

After thinking for a moment, he explained the problem in the simplest terms possible.

"There are many types of poisoning. I guess the toxin resistance flowing in your blood is mainly against organic toxins such as snake venom and spider venom, as well as general natural curses. As for carbon monoxide poisoning, it should not be in this category... It is more like suffocation, you can understand it this way."

The solution is also very simple.

Luo Yan directly fed her a bottle of life potion to speed up her metabolism and metabolize the red blood cells combined with carbon monoxide.

The vitality of a night elf is stronger than that of an average human, and she has bronze-level strength. When the life potion stimulated the life potential in her body, she quickly woke up from her coma with her own recovery power.

If it were an ordinary human without extraordinary powers, he would probably have lost half his life.

Aikudi did not understand what the Demon King was saying at all, just as she could not understand why burning some charcoal could solve a problem that the Grey Wind Tribe had not been able to solve for hundreds of years. However, this did not prevent her from adding a bit of gratitude to her admiration for the Demon King.

"Thank you for saving my life from the clutches of death."

Luo Yan shook his head slightly and spoke in a solemn voice.

"You met with an accident while contributing your strength to the Great Cemetery. It is our duty to cure you. I am not worthy of this thank you."

"In addition, this accident also reminded me that we can't just pursue efficiency and ignore safety. You don't have to worry about the rest. I will take care of it and give you an explanation."

Upon hearing this, Aikudi quickly spoke.

"Thank you for your concern. I appreciate your kindness, but please don't punish those undead... They are all your loyal subordinates. Everything they do is for the future of the Great Cemetery. I believe they did not intend to put me in danger."

How could there be no sacrifice at all on the road to exploring the truth?

Compared with those explorations that cost life and even soul, I was just unconscious for a while, so this minor injury is nothing.

Moreover, she was deeply moved by the desire of the dead to explore the mysteries of life.

She didn't want those cute little skeletons to be punished because of her, or even to dampen their enthusiasm for exploring the truth.

Luo Yan looked at the night elf mage in surprise, and seeing that the expression on her face was serious, he nodded slightly and said.

"Since this is the request of the parties involved, I will forgive their mistakes this time due to carelessness, but I will not let it go so easily next time."

After a pause, he continued in a gentle tone.

"You can take a rest these two days. I will arrange for someone to take over your job temporarily."

Aikudi looked at the Demon King with gratitude and nodded respectfully.

"As you command, Lord Demon."

The cutscene ends.

The ghosts floating outside the door all breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously, they were banned by the system for 72 hours and could not log in. They could only move in the form of ghosts within the area covered by the core of the Demon Lord's Territory.

Although it was fun to float into the dungeon and scare adventurers, it was really uncomfortable without a body to control.

Especially when they thought about not being able to farm for 72 hours, they felt itchy.

Legendary Patience King: "I was so scared, I thought I would really have to stay in the dark room for three days!"

Legendary King Nai Gan: "Wow... Miss Elf is so kind, I think..."

Legendary Patience King: "No, you don't want to."

Senior Beast: "Alas, the body of a living person is still too weak. If you are not careful, you will die."

Legendary Patience King: "Indeed, the Undead are more durable."

Xie Bu Rou's Hou Mi: "Fuck! It would be nice if the skeleton soldiers could also use nature spells."

Senior Beast: "You can use it. I didn't say you can't use it. It's just that your level is too low to learn it, right?"

Legendary Patience King: "It turns out that the iron must be hard to forge, and relying on NPCs for everything is still unreliable!"

Thank you for your help: "Brothers, I plan to go to the frontline for further training for half a month! Wait until I come back with the bronze-level skeleton mage badge!"

Legendary Patience King: "Go, go, go quickly."

Legendary King Nai Gan: "Oli Gei, brother! We'll be waiting for you to come back!"

Anyway.

It seems that the time in the small black room ended early.

…

The next day.

On the official website of "Disaster Online", an announcement was pinned to the top of the forum homepage.

[Server Announcement: The "Grand Cemetery Production Safety Law" has been promulgated. Professional players are requested to read it carefully when hiring NPCs to carry out production activities!

[Article 1 of the "Grand Cemetery Production Safety Law": It is forbidden to burn charcoal in a confined space where NPCs (non-undead units) exist! (Example: Players such as "Beast Senior", "Legendary Liver Endurance King", and "Legendary Dryness Endurance King" caused a night elf to suffer from mild carbon monoxide poisoning during experimental greenhouse planting...)

Violation penalty: Production and operation facilities will be fined 50,000 to 1 million coins according to the level of the accident, and the production responsibility account will be punished with 7 to 180 days of average daily income. If the fine is not paid, contribution points will be deducted. 】

【Article 2: To be determined.】

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu: "It's OK to be determined..."

Gou Shi: “6666.”

He drank the chemical pool in one gulp: "Is this a limited achievement? Can it be unlocked? (Shocked)"

Legendary Patience King: "Fuck! Why did you put my name on it? (Angry)"

Xie Bu Rou's Hou Mi: "Why did you omit my name?! (Angry)"

Little Bunny Juice: "Good fellow, you are still proud?! (Surprised)"

Yiyezhiqiu: "I think this announcement will not reduce safety accidents, but will make all kinds of outrageous operations more frequent. (squinting)"

Good citizens of Gotham: "Ha ha ha! Brothers! I've got the second one to be decided!! (smirk)"

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Law-abiding citizens of Los Santos: "NPC: Don't come over here! (funny)"

Hu Wan: "I have a feeling that the server will be in a mess in the next two days. (Covering face)"

“…”

…

Hu Wan's premonition was not wrong.

Almost on the same day that the "Large Cemetery Safety Production Law" was promulgated, all kinds of outrageous operations appeared in Beifeng City.

Including but not limited to lighting a cigarette in a flour mill, connecting steel bars with bare hands in a hot rolling mill, working at height without a safety rope, and washing feet on the concrete floor.

The civil engineers are quite impressive in this regard. In just one day, they contributed twenty typical cases of production violations, so that the ash content in the cement houses under construction was much higher.

After all, many players who are keen on building houses in the game have actually worked on construction sites in real life, and they know too well those operations that can make "little white hats" angry and have high blood pressure.

However, the "Production Safety Law" is still a law after all, and putting your ID on the "Honor Roll" is not without cost, so many players did not dare to go too far. Many of them just posed for photos, and then restored them to their original state after filming with a video crystal.

Although these outrageous operations caused a certain degree of economic losses, the players' risk-taking actually taught the residents of Beifeng City a lesson.

Seeing the various fancy deaths of the devil's minions, the new residents of Beifeng City were shocked and could not help but remember those fancy deaths in their hearts.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as an alternative safety education of "testing the law with one's own body".

Since then, many construction workers in the cemetery have not only developed a greater sense of reverence, but have even developed a habit of praying to their tools before using them.

But that’s another story…

…

In the southern part of Beifeng Forest, a fully armed caravan was advancing slowly.

The entire team consisted of nearly two hundred people, protecting more than thirty covered wagons pulled by pack horses in the middle, and moving forward in the forest along a muddy road trampled by footprints.

The man on the horse looked at the map in his hand and frowned slightly when comparing it to the mountains in the north.

His name is Sokoto. He is the owner of the Sokoto Chamber of Commerce and also a famous businessman in the southern part of the Kingdom of Ryan. He mainly deals in timber and fur, and occasionally dabbles in the import and export of minerals.

This time, a crisis broke out in the Dusk Province, and the refugee crisis affected many directly-administered provinces and duchies surrounding the kingdom, especially the coastal Duchy of Campbell.

Sensing a business opportunity, he anticipated that famine would break out in Thundershire, or at worst, food prices would soar, so he immediately purchased a batch of grain in the southern part of the Kingdom of Ryan, passed through Duskfort, Stromgarde and Jackdaw Castle, and arrived at the Principality of Campbell.

However, man proposes, God disposes. The arrival of refugees did push up food prices, but it did not bring serious famine to the local area.

When he arrived at the local market, he could hardly believe his eyes. He even thought that the locals were ganging up on them and trying to trick the foreign merchants. It was not until he camped near Thunder City for a few days that he realized that there was really no shortage of food in this place.

There are many businessmen who have encountered the same situation as him.

After communicating with his colleagues and conducting field visits, he realized that he had overlooked an important factor, that is, almost all the land in the Duchy of Campbell was in the hands of the lord!

This is significantly different from most areas of the Kingdom of Ryan.

In most areas of the Kingdom of Ryan, including directly-administered provinces such as Dusk Province, a considerable proportion of the agricultural population are self-employed farmers. In many places, the ratio of self-employed farmers to tenant farmers is even half and half.

The production of self-cultivating farmers who work as family units is highly self-sufficient. The food they produce mostly meets their own needs, and the production levels are uneven. Naturally, nearby towns are easily affected by fluctuations in food prices.

In the Duchy of Campbell, the land in the countryside is basically in the hands of rural nobles of all sizes, and almost all agricultural population are tenant farmers. As time goes by and wealth accumulates, the production tools in the hands of these rural nobles have almost developed to the point where they are all iron tools.

Many places even used steel tools and improved steam engines, which was unimaginable in most areas of the Kingdom of Ryan!

Against this backdrop, the agricultural land in the Principality of Campbell will produce a large surplus of food, continuously pushing down food prices in the Principality of Campbell.

As soon as the price of grain in Thunder City rises slightly, the nearby rural nobles will be eager to open their granaries and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. Therefore, not only will famine not break out here, but there will even be enough capacity to export grain when facing a refugee crisis.

As for the price, most of the tenant farmers who were tied to the land might never see what a silver coin looked like in their lifetime.

But what does that matter?

All they are after is to have enough food to eat anyway, and the only ones who suffer are the foreign businessmen who try to make money from them.

As for the industrialists and businessmen of Thunder City, they never expected to sell the goods they produced to the animals that plowed the land. They only needed to provide cheap food so that the workers in the large and small workshops and factories in Thunder City could endure the monthly salary of less than 30 Austrian silver dollars and produce goods with higher added value.

These high-quality and low-priced goods would be shipped to the ports of the Ottoman Empire and its colonies to earn Austrian silver.

Under such an economic system, Sokdo despairedly discovered that it was almost inevitable that the food he brought could not be sold, and he could not find his place in the entire supply chain.

Perhaps he could make some money by transporting a batch of wool, which was one of the few goods in Leiming County with a decent profit margin.

As for cotton, flax, and the like, the empire's colonies produced them in good quality and in great abundance.

Seeing that grain worth millions of silver coins was about to be thrown away, Sokdo was naturally unwilling to go bankrupt, so he took the caravan and followed the direction of the migrating refugees to try his luck in the north.

According to past experience, not all desperate refugees would choose to camp near the city and wait for relief from the lord and the church. Some powerful and wealthy families would choose to take the risk and go to the unowned land to develop new settlements.

If we could exchange the food we have for timber and haul it to the southern part of the Kingdom of Ryan, we could recover some of our investment.

However, what Sokdo did not expect was that the migration of the refugees did not lead him to any village or city marked on the map, but instead led him to the border of Baron Gus's territory, deep in the Silver Pine Forest.

If you go further north, you will enter the Wanren Mountains.

That's not a good place.

Wherever there are mountains in the continent of Os, there are only ghost creatures like undead and goblins, and if you are unlucky, you may encounter ogres.

At this time, a guard on horseback rode up to him, pulled the reins and stopped the horse.

"...Beifeng Mountain is in front of us. It used to be the mine of the Andes family. But it is said that they accidentally dug into a maze while digging for coal, so it later became a paradise for adventurers."

Sokdo's mouth was cracked by the cold and white mist floated out of his frozen nostrils.

"The entrance to the maze? It seems these refugees have picked a good place."

The guard on horseback shrugged his shoulders, dispelling the optimistic thoughts of his boss.

"What I'm talking about happened 10 years ago. As far as I can remember, that place was already deserted before the Demon King Reggie Dragun died. Now it's ruled by the undead... For safety reasons, I suggest you avoid that place."

"The dead can't make fire." Looking at the black smoke rising in the distance, Sodok said stubbornly, "The version I heard is that a powerful magician came to the north of Silverpine Forest. In order to help the homeless wanderers, that guy used forbidden spells and summoned the dead from the nearby mass graves as servants... Maybe the magician in the rumors is there."

Although doing business with the necromancer is risky, he doesn't sound like a bad guy.

They might be able to reach some deal, or at worst he could use some food as a bargaining chip to buy the magician's friendship.

Either way, it's better than losing everything.

He came here to try his luck, so there was no reason for him to turn around and leave at this time.

The head guard looked at his boss in surprise.

“Are you serious?”

Sokdo withdrew his gaze from the distant smoke, hesitated for a long time, and finally said through gritted teeth.

"I want to take a look, at least to let me give up."

Seeing that the boss said so, the head of the guards finally stopped persuading him and sighed.

"Okay... But I suggest that we take fewer people with us, so that even if the enemy suddenly attacks, we won't be in a rush when we retreat."

Sokdo nodded and agreed to his proposal, but said it stubbornly.

"I think so too... But this is not a preparation for retreat, but to show our sincerity."

The head of the guard didn't want to argue anymore and just replied casually.

"You have the final say."

(End of this chapter)