Chapter 727 I, Grete, the Project Team Leader, Make Money

Old Sam complained silently in his heart, took the paper, and scanned it ten lines at a time. Just after scanning the abstract, I said "Huh", took off my glasses, wiped them, and continued reading carefully:

This is a good idea!

The experimental data is sufficient and detailed, and the inference is well-founded. The most important thing is that it points out a solution to the problem of "if there is insufficient manure, how much other fertilizer do we need to cover the consumption?"——

Those magicians slap their heads and say "I feel" and "I am thinking". The Parliament cannot bet next year's harvest and the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people on "I am thinking"!

He put down the paper and looked at Grete seriously:

"You take your time, fill out the paper, and draw the conclusion. And then—how many do you want?"

Hey, just be willing to negotiate terms. Grete happily stretched out his palm and began to break his fingers one by one:

"First of all, Elder Wood's team completed the work in one month. On my side, I worked with them to shorten the time to one week - now for the parliament, time is life, is that okay?"

"You know a lot!" Old Sam rolled his eyes at him. The Lord of Thunder loves this little guy so much, why does he tell him everything?

I was chatting with Carlisle a few days ago. He had never heard about the recent movements of the Parliament. He had never heard that the Parliament was currently preparing for the great famine in a year's time!

Gretel took it as an admission. Feeling confident, he took off his second finger:

"Elder Wood's team has more than a dozen people. My team also has more than a dozen people. So, our team's results are about the same as theirs, is that okay?"

"Why is it okay?"

Old Sam immediately retorted based on the principle of saving money for the parliament. Grete did not give him time to refute, and quickly said:

"Furthermore, in order to ensure the work enthusiasm of Elder Wood and his team, as well as to ensure the credibility of the parliament, this money must be paid separately, and their money cannot be deducted to give to us. Is this okay?"

Old Sam: "..."

He grabbed the paper, turned around and left. As he walked, he told Grete:

"Go and finish the experiment! Finish the paper! I will take this draft to a review meeting to discuss remuneration. Don't worry, when has the parliament ever failed you?"

The worst case scenario is that we will stop the experiments of the other groups and deduct half of the remuneration! Who told them not to finish it! Old Sam thought confidently.

So that means that as long as the paper is finished, the minimum contribution point is 2,500? Gretel's eyes lit up. Hey, 2,500, he gets half of it, and the people working below get half. It feels like a very conscientious way to divide the accounts——

He was the one who accepted the project, designed the experimental plan, compiled the paper, and got the project funding!

He is the boss, so he should take the big shot!

Money can make the world go round.

No, money can make the mill push the devil.

At the very least, the magicians of the Alchemy Guild, encouraged by Gretel to "work hard and you will be rewarded once the paper is published", not only have high morale and high work efficiency, but they have also begun to accept the help of skeleton soldiers!

Yes, these guys always talk about "we are alchemists" and refuse all other tools except alchemy products.

Those are heresies!

They are all evil!

Those things are not in line with the noble status of an alchemist!

Yesterday, Grete watched them shake the flasks, first with the hand of the mage, then with the invisible servant, and then with their hands when the magic was not enough, each of them grinned when they shook it.

Gretel kindly released the dark gold skeleton to help them shake it, but no one was willing...

"We are alchemists! Either use golems or spells!"

The guy at the head hugged the flask... and the flask stand tightly, not letting the skeleton touch it at all costs:

"If you work with skeletons and go back to the Alchemy Guild, you will be laughed at to death!"

"But you don't have a demon..."

"That's why I have the motivation to work hard to advance!"

Well, Gretel couldn't beat them up because of this, so he had to shrug and walk away.

But today, after learning that there would be a reward, the alchemists' favorability towards him was +1, +1, +1, and they were even willing to let the skeleton touch the flask...

Of course, this is also because Gretel is generous enough. A week later, the full version of the paper was handed in on time, and I received 1,250 contribution points from the parliament as expected - the remaining half will be distributed after the verification experiment is passed.

Gretel gave 500 contribution points to Master Norwood and asked him to distribute them appropriately to his apprentices. The remaining 750 were all given to the Alchemy Guild.

"Oh, you are too polite!"

The vice-president of the Alchemy Guild, the old man who sent someone to him, was quite surprised.

The money is not much, and as the vice-president of the Alchemy Guild, there is no way he will be short of this amount of money - if you focus on the guild's funding level, it will not be short of this amount of money.

However, money or not is one thing. Gretel did this generously!

A group of second-, third-, and third-level magicians in the Alchemy Guild are a little better than apprentices and coolies. When Gretel wanted someone, he could send them away casually.

Anyway, the Alchemy Guild pays a fixed salary, so it’s not like working anywhere—

Moreover, Grete also included the names of several of them in the paper. Even if it’s only the second or third game, you still have to bring it!

These little guys want to list their names on a big paper that is directly concerned by the top leaders of the parliament. All magicians who have climbed up from the bottom know how difficult it is.

Listing your name is already an unexpected blessing, and you will also get paid! 750 contribution points, each person gets one point, which is equivalent to their monthly income. These people have only been working for less than half a month!

"Oh, it's all because of the generosity of the parliament." Grete spread his hands with a smile:

"We all work together, and I get the lion's share. It's a good idea that I don't even get a subsidy. We all have been through thick and thin, and the work we do is dirty and tiring. Now that we are getting paid, we must show it."

Not only were they dirty and tired, digging out soil and manure, but they also brought their own experimental instruments and medicines.

Not to mention, the mage's spellcasting itself should also be paid, but it is not easy to calculate the price according to the external standard price between mage and mage.

Grete really couldn't bear not giving him any reward.

The old man stroked his beard, looked at Gretel, smiled and nodded. This kid does things with great style!

"Don't worry, the guild will definitely give them the full amount of these contribution points, and they won't deduct a single point!" He assured Grete with a smile:

"And you will definitely make it clear that this is the reward you give them, not from the guild. After this experience, if you come to ask for someone in the future, there will definitely be someone who wants to work for you~~~"

"Oh thank you so much!"

Grete returned to the mage tower humming a song. His mobile tower spirit still owes 20,000 gold coins, or in other words, 5,000 contribution points. After this round, a quarter of the debt has been paid, yeah!