✓ Operating log of the Tavern of the Dead

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Susie sat up, the crystal shard in her hand gradually dimmed and dissipated silently.

Memory: An insignificant memory that can only be seen once.

Whose memory will it be, though? Susie thought.

She exhaled, sat down on the bed on her knees, and rubbed Monster Hunter happily for a while, the hourglass clock on the table reminded her once, and she turned it again, and it was not until the second reminder that Susie stumbled out of her little attic.

Olivia was waiting for her.

The Grey Elf's Acting Auxiliary Governor (this is what the lady is most emphatically called) looked at Susie calmly through the lens with pale gray eyes, and handed over the neatly organized papers: "This is a job that you need to review, my lord.

Susie: "Okay, okay.

Olivia nodded, took a step back and stood behind the counter: "If you need anything, please tell me."

Susie: "... Great work.

She shrunk her shoulders and sat down at the bar to begin her work schedule for the day: more than a year ago, when she was huddled in the same position, she never imagined that she would one day have a headache for the development of the territory.

Raphael gave her a somewhat amused look and walked over to say a few words to the fox cook, Louise nodded, and turned to Susie to bring a caramel macchiato.

Compared to Susie, who has always been freewheeling and laissez-faire, Lady Olivia is a good consul as her file explains.

She spent two days sorting out the current situation in the town, reintegrating and breaking down Susie's various fragmented and fanciful ideas into a workable work schedule.

The spontaneous gathering of wandering traders was redesigned, and the crowded and chaotic tents were separated by long numbered tables with small display shelves, and in order to enter the market, it was necessary to register with the exchange and pay a fee.

There are several Hidden Crows parked on the bulletin board next to the Exchange, and every day Frank hangs the tavern's meal of the day on the bulletin board, and it doesn't take long for these skeleton couriers to bring fresh dishes to their stalls by simply handing over the stall number, the menu ordered, and the cost of the meal. As one of the first to settle in the market, they will receive an additional shot of cold beer when they order food for the first time.

A new house was built on Mayor Lion Street, where minors gathered, and it was used as a school.

In addition to basic education, the boys of the North learn Xi skills in the use of weapons and the domestication of animals. The old orcs are much more complicated, and during this time, merchants from the floating island have successively sent Susie a lot of small animals, some of which have been eliminated from the circus or pet shop, and some of which are cubs that have just come out of the breeding farm, and before you know it, the little dog man Coco is already a proper "patriarch".

Each of these critters has its own personality and preferences, with the bunnies mostly tame and docile, the kittens more agile and nimble, and the puppies smart: Susie hires dragonborns and half-breeds to teach skills to older children on a part-time basis.

More detailed and comprehensive regulations have been formulated, and immigration review and preferential treatment policies have been put on the table.

Kevin takes on patrolling, and his current main staff are retired adventurers, disabled Northland hunters, and the occasional magic apprentice... But it didn't matter, the young future chief knight still carried out the responsibilities entrusted to him seriously. What's more, the Death Knight is still silently watching over everything in this town.