Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 127 You Can Always Trust Hank's Ability to Work
So, many times, many things will not go as you expected.

For example, the process of Marcus preparing the madness potion today was not much easier than yesterday, and it was even worse.

After working for a long time, none of them succeeded in the third step, and most of them failed in the first and second steps.

As another tube of medicine turned into anthelmintic in his hands, Marcus almost threw the test tube on the ground and smashed it in anger.

Thinking that the deworming medicine is not worthless, he simply put the tube in his hand into the failed products that have been sorted.

Rubbing his wrists, Marcos calmed down, thinking that he must be too eager for success, so his mentality was out of balance.

"It's better to find something else to do, to distract your attention, maybe it will help to prepare the medicine."

Marcus walked out of the pharmacy preparation room, and just as he took off his mask and gloves, he saw Hank coming in from the gate of the technology institute, holding a thick stack of documents in his arms.

After watching in the science and technology institute, after seeing Marcus, Hank strode towards him.

From a long distance away, he heard his excited voice shouting: "Sir, I have done what you ordered!"

"Have you found the dormitory?"

Marcos' expression changed, didn't this just happen to be delivered to his door to let him relax?

It's so timely!

"Yes, I found it!" Hank rummaged through the three-centimeter-thick documents in his arms, pulled out a few sheets of paper with pictures, and was about to find a place to lay them out for Marcus to see. Realistic drawings drawn by people.

However, Marcos didn't even take a glance. He threw down his mask and gloves and walked out the door, saying, "Lead the way, I'll go directly to the field to investigate."

Just to relax.

Hank was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly packed up the messed-up blueprints, and trotted all the way to keep up with Marcos: "Sir, you won't have to deal with this matter yourself, will you?"

This entire business ability is worrying, and Marcos seems to hate him or not.

"You're wrong." Marcus said without turning his head: "I will live in the dormitory in the future, and now I just went to take a look at the future residence. Is there any problem?"

"No...no problem." Hank laughed along behind him.

He almost forgot, the officer did say that he would also live in the dormitory, how could he forget such an important matter?

If this is the case, then... the location of the dormitory may not be suitable.

"Come on, tell me first, where is the dormitory you found?" Marcus stopped, hail a carriage waiting for guests on the street, and asked casually.

"Uh... yes!"

Hank wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then slowly began his narration: "Go three intersections to the east of our research institute, there are warehouses used by major chambers of commerce to store goods in the past, and now we are not open Has it become easier to transport goods with the addition of the Hex-Flying Gate? So many warehouses have been emptied.”

It turns out that various chambers of commerce in Picheng used to build a lot of huge warehouses to store goods due to transportation inconvenience and other issues. Almost any one of them has an area of ​​more than [-] square meters.

However, since the Hexgate was put into use, as a large number of goods flowed into all corners of Runeterra, the backlog of goods became less and less, and the warehouse naturally emptied a lot.

Now it is even more idle in pieces.

After Hanke received Marcus's order to build a staff dormitory, he immediately set his sights on these idle warehouses.

Because it was used to store goods in the past, the measures for rain protection and sunshade are perfect. It only needs to carry out some simple isolation and transformation on the inside of the warehouse, and you can move in immediately.

only……

"Just what?" Marcus sat on the carriage and turned to look at Hank who was hesitant.

Hank gritted his teeth: "It's just that some warehouses used to store food or drinks, which caused some rats in them. I'm going to find the best rodent exterminator in the city to kill pests and rats. The interior renovation of the dormitory It may be delayed for a while.”

"Trouble with mice?"

Marcus didn't reprimand Hank for finding a venue infested with rats, but asked calmly, "How long will it take for those master rat exterminators to disinfect them?"

"This...it's hard to say." Hank explained: "Because the rats are not just affected by one or two warehouses, the elimination work has become a protracted battle. I consulted the best rat exterminator in the city , They can't even guarantee one-time disinfecting, and they are insured for life.

It is possible that the warehouse we rented today has just been wiped out, and tomorrow rats from other warehouses will come and occupy the site again..."

This is why Hank panicked when he remembered that Marcus was going to move in.

Because if only employees like them lived in it, it would not be a big deal to have a few mice.

But the place where the leader lives is different, and everything must be guaranteed.

As a result, these warehouses are not the best choice.

Sure enough, after listening to the words just now, Marcos frowned deeply, and the dissatisfaction was obvious in his expression.

"Sir, why don't I look for a venue again?" Hank thought about looking for other places by himself before it's finalized, maybe there is a more suitable place that can be used as a dormitory.

However, Marcus refused straight away: "No, just those warehouses, it's good!"

"Very...very good?" Hank almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, but the officer actually thought that the rat-infested warehouse was a dormitory...very good?
Either there is something wrong with the officer's brain, or how to explain the sentence just now?
"Yes, very good." Marcus nodded, "No, it should be said, very good!"

At this time, the carriage had arrived at its destination, and it had only been less than 5 minutes since Marcus and the others got on the carriage. To be honest, Marcus regretted calling a carriage just a little bit.

With this distance, it wouldn't take long for them to walk here.

Jumping off the carriage, he threw a few golden wheels to the coachman to dismiss him. Marcos was attracted by the sight in front of him.

What appeared in front of him were bright yellow large warehouses arranged neatly like huge tofu blocks.

In order to facilitate the transportation of goods, the passages reserved between each warehouse are spacious enough for three carriages to pass side by side.

"Good good!"

Marcus praised again and again: "You did a good job in this matter!"

"Ah, thank you, thank you, sir, for your compliment..." Hank felt very guilty. For a while, he couldn't tell whether Marcus was talking ironically. In fact, the officer was already furious in his heart, ready to throw a tantrum?

Marcus looked at the rows of warehouses, his eyes almost narrowed with a smile.

It would be more than enough to get two random rooms here to serve as the staff dormitories of their Hex Technology Research Institute, not to mention the spacious passage outside, which is in line with his future plan in mind.

It can be said that the place Hank found is perfect!
As for the only disadvantage of rats, it is not a problem in Marcos' eyes.

On the contrary, that's a good thing.

A good thing that can make him a lot of money!

"Hank!"

"Go and find me all the users of this warehouse, I have a business to talk to them!"

(End of this chapter)