Chapter 15 Burned Wooden House

The team had collected back enough woods today. Sherman worked hard and completed the task of building ten wooden houses.

The brand-new house was built around Sherman's house, which didn't fit in this dilapidated town and made people jealous.

Many people came to the neighborhood frequently, which made people worried.

Especially Roy.

He couldn't help but want to look for Sherman, but it was indeed a fuss to go to marquis for this matter.

So he had to hold back his anger.

Sherman didn't notice that.

"The task has been completed. You will be rewarded 150 experience points!"

It was finally done.

After upgrading, he could unlock more advanced drawings, and get more advanced buildings and more efficient tools.

The experience bar was directly increased to level 2.

There were many drawings at level 2, including exquisite wooden houses, medium warehouses, and small upgrades for the functions of basic buildings.

For example, the blacksmith could be upgraded, which would have higher refining and forging efficiency and a lower waste rate.

In the mining industry, there were tracks and minecarts.

The tool unlocked the copper tool drawing and could be produced directly in blacksmith.

Sherman planned to make a plan later.

The supply point was far away, especially the mining point.

Sherman looked at the task again and found that it had been refreshed, and three tasks were shown directly.

"Task: Earn one hundred gold coins."

"Reward: Land improvement."

"Upgrade Quest: Improve the land."

The description said that the land improvement method could transform the swamp into ordinary land, and people in this muddy town were eager to get suitable land to cultivate. As a qualified leader, he should fulfill the reasonable wish of the residents on his land.

"Reward: 300 experience points, a random material bag (large)."

"Task: Basic facilities construction."

There was one wooden workshop, one weaving workshop, one blacksmith shop, one herb shop, one handmade workshop, one tavern, and one animal shed respectively, and the reward was a medium-level random goods bag.

For the time being, the last task was the best.

After the wooden house was built, the materials were enough to build a herb shop. Sherman chose the address and built it directly.

However, it was a difficult problem to hire who.

Lying on the bed, Sherman relaxed his body.

It seemed that everything was going well.

The problem of the fish monsters had to be solved, or else it would always obstruct the development of the small town like the sword of Damocles.

The cloud of mist that appeared on the map also needed to be explored. Perhaps it would bring him some surprise.

Thinking of this, Sherman fell asleep.

It was a dreamless night.

The next day, he was awakened by a panic sound.

"Hurry up! The fire is on!"

"Hurry up!"

The shouts echoed.

Sherman didn't know what had happened, but Dolores, who came to serve him, told him the whole thing.

"Two of your newly built wooden houses were set on fire at dawn."

Dolores said in a low voice, not daring to look at Sherman.

Sherman's face darkened and he strode out.

No wonder it was so noisy.

Everything was in a mess and the fire was under control.

Two wooden houses were on fire. Fortunately, they found it in time and rescued one. Another one was unlucky.

Fortunately, no one lived there, or there would be casualties.

Sherman's temples throbbed painfully.

The accident happened as soon as the construction was completed.

"Have you found the arsonist?"

Dolores replied, "The arsonist escaped very fast, so we haven't found him yet."

Sherman sneered.

'Can't you catch him or cover him up?' These were two different things.

Roy wiped the sweat off his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the burnt wooden house, he felt heartbroken.

At last, they didn't suffer any more losses.

Such a good wooden house was still brand-new. It was just burnt down like this.

He was also furious at the arson.

From a distance, he saw Sherman with Dolores and Sinard with a long face.

"Marquis, saintess."

Roy was surprised and bowed to them.

Sinard couldn't hide her anger and said in a stern tone, "Don't be so courteous. Who is the arsonist?"

'How dare you burn Sherman's heart?'

Unforgivable!

Sherman came here to improve their lives. He tried his best, but these people failed him?

She had already figured out how to torture the arsonist.

"Sinard."

Sherman said gently, "You go back first."

He didn't need Sinard's help.

Sinard couldn't believe it,

"Marquis!"

"You go back first."

He said in a heavy tone. Sinard was unwilling, but she had to leave.

Before leaving, she glanced at Roy. The unfriendly look in her eyes frightened Roy.

"Roy, what happened?"

Sherman looked at the ashes and tried to ask in a gentle tone.

"Someone set fire to these two wooden houses at dawn. I don't know who the arsonist is."

Roy really didn't know who the arsonist was, and he didn't know if anyone had seen it.

It was in a mess at that time, and most people were busy putting out the fire.

Sherman nodded, "Are you dissatisfied with me? Or do you expect me to leave early and ask the higher authorities to feed you?"

Or just sending money directly?

Roy was frightened. "How could it be possible? I have no objection to you. You want to improve the living standard in the thorny swamp in your heart. How could I expect you to leave?"

"But the others..."

He couldn't guarantee that others would think the same.

As far as Roy knew, more than half of them wanted to leave the thorny swamp.

However, they could only stay in the thorny swamp due to the law or other reasons.

No one could tell whether it was unwillingness or something that made them do such a thing.

Sherman took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "You don't have to ask the collection team to go out today."

"Gather all the people to the central area in the afternoon, except the sick elderly."

One day less work means one day less income.

Today, the people who previously arranged to go out to collect resources kept knocking at the door of Roy's house and asking why they didn't go out to work.

"Is there an accident? Can we do our work anymore?"

"Don't ask why!"

Roy, who had a good temper, was also impatient. "The wooden house built in marquis was just burnt. For what? For what?"

Marquis even doubted if they wanted to force him to leave!

The people who finally asked the reason looked at each other in silence.

"In the afternoon, everyone will gather in the central area except the elderly."

There were only two or three hundred people left in the whole thorny swamp.

He was looking forward to a leader who was willing to do something to improve the thorny swamp, but such a farce happened.

Roy didn't want to say anything more.