Start a Dungeon

"Are you awake, sir?" Maria, wearing a black tuxedo, walked in with a smile while pushing a dining cart.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Seeing Maria smiling and shaking the hangover soup from the dining car, Lott wrapped the quilt around his chest, took the small bowl she handed over, and asked blankly: "Me"

"You were drunk yesterday, do you remember?" Maria said with a gentle smile.

Hmm. It felt like seeing the dragon maid of the Kobayashi family, but Lott didn't think about this. He was now paying more attention to the pile of broken armor on the ground that looked like it had been torn by monster claws.

He actually liked this white silver armor, at least it was much more comfortable to wear than the set of gold armor passed down from his ancestors that he had thrown away before.

"What's wrong?" Maria noticed that Lott had been looking at the armor on the ground and asked carefully: "What do you remember last night?"

Lott thought for a moment, his consciousness was a little blurry. In short, it was still pitch black, with two almond-shaped eyes glowing with blue fire, and nothing else.

"Forgot." Lott shook his head, blew on the soup in his hand, then raised his head and drank slowly.

"That's good." Maria's smile became even thicker at this time. As long as the lord didn't know, it was okay to do anything to his body, at least that's what Maria thought.

"Do you still want me, my lord?"

When Lot put on his new gray armor and came to the domain hall, the goblins were already busy, and the display in front showed 9,600 people!

However, because 600,000 yuan of energy was used to build facilities yesterday, the reading on the energy side at this time is 1.92 million - after adding the overnight increase to the energy when opening the door in the morning and deducting the expenditure, this is the current total.

"Good morning, sir." Vickers greeted him by the throne as usual.

"How is the situation?" Lott asked as he sat on the chair.

"Everything else is fine, except that we don't know what to do at the racecourse. You went to bed early yesterday, so we can't disturb you."

Lott was in a daze for a while, and it seemed that he was indeed talking about the racecourse yesterday, but finally stopped.

"Oh, I see."

Lot agreed, took the tablet, and began to draw the appearance of the Roman Colosseum on it, but the inside looked like a large stadium.

The 15 tracks around it are used for horse racing, and the rectangular green space in the middle was originally intended to be used by Lot as an elf fighting ground. However, the blood pressure of adventurers is generally a bit high now, so it is better to take it easy first.

Now let it be used for halftime entertainment, like a circus from outside or something.

"What day of the week is it today?" Lott asked subconsciously after handing the concept map of the racecourse to the goblin, but then he realized that this was a different world and there was a shitty day of the week.

Vickers looked up at him unsurprisingly, with a question mark on his face.

"Well it's the fifth day, so today will be Friday."

Lott smiled and told the goblins about Monday to Sunday, especially emphasizing that Saturday and Sunday were days of rest.

In other words, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, a broadcast will be made, saying that "the monsters in the second area were suppressed on Saturday and Sunday, so they will not come out", and those two days will be designated as rest days.

People who work can take holidays, and people who do business can take care of themselves - there will be a lot of people shopping and shopping at that time.

Of course, if you don’t want to take a break and want to work overtime, you must be paid overtime according to regulations. Everything will be prompted by their portable voice assistant.

In fact, Lott did not let adventurers rest on Saturday, but only set up a safe zone near the portal for ordinary people to play.

Other places are still full of monsters for adventurers to fight monsters and earn money - mainly to prevent them from having nothing to do and going to the racetrack. After all, it is also a place that stimulates emotions.

Vickers looked at the concept map of the large arena in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Sir, where should the venue be placed?"

When Lott heard this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He originally planned to place it directly in the lottery room. After all, he only needed to spend energy to expand the space inside. However, if the racecourse is calculated as 500,000 square meters - 1 square kilometer = 1 million square meters = 100,000 energy points , which means that if the racecourse wants to expand inside the lottery house, it will need at least 50,000 energy.

"If we put it outside and use the building materials we bought from humans to build a site of more than 500,000 square meters, how much energy would it take?" Lott asked.

Vickers calculated it and replied: "Just 10,000."

The materials are already prepared, and the energy only needs to be used to activate it after the construction is completed.

Lott nodded. The horse racing arena is located 300 meters northwest of the commercial street.

"Open a well-shaped street around the arena. You can buy something after watching the horse racing. Pokemon souvenirs will also be concentrated there. After all, the Pokemon Arena will eventually be opened there."

Vickers did a quick calculation, then looked up and asked, "How big are you asking for?"

Lott drew a 'well' on the tablet, with a circle in the middle, representing the arena, and surrounding bars representing streets, each 600 meters in length.

"Put it down today, notify businesses to move in, and open again tomorrow."

Vickers was silent for a while, and finally said: "All the facilities have been set up, and the energy consumption requires nearly 200,000. Sir, won't the Scarab be built?"

The current energy is 1.93 million. If it is used up, it will return to 1.73 million. The gap between this and the Scarab's 6 million research and development expenses is widening.

Lott smiled and said: "Don't worry, let the adventurers rest and recuperate for the next two days. The Elf Arena will be opened next Monday, and that will be our harvest day."

Harvesting energy must be done step by step and not in a hurry.

Although the current energy is slowly rising every minute, it is still not as high as when the adventurer is given chicken blood.

Only with a period of intense stimulation will the energy increase explosively. The side effects are, of course, high blood pressure, or other diseases caused by excessive heartbeat and mental excitement.

Therefore, drug development is a top priority for pharmaceutical manufacturers.

Although the healing spells and negative status elimination spells of the spellcasters can have a therapeutic effect, facing the huge group of adventurers, the spellcasters with only a few hundred people are simply a drop in the bucket.

Ordinary people don't have the luxury to ask a magician to come and see a doctor. All they can do is buy some pills they make from a pharmacist - in this world, pharmacists also act as half doctors, but He can only be regarded as a charlatan, prescribing medicine or something.

After settling the matter here, we have to go to the pharmaceutical company to have a look. We must first get Viagra and special drugs for treating high blood pressure.

"Sir, how should the interior of Happy Valley be set up?" Vickers asked.

Lott gave an overview, as for the code name of the horse

"Just use the Knights of the Round Table."

Thanks to: "Winter Countdown" for the 500 starting coins;

Thanks to: "Book friend 160229145738357" for the 100 starting coins reward!