Chapter 9: This is not the lazy life I want

Early the next morning, the three adventurers were escorted by Robb and the mayor and left the Westwind Town to set off for the birch forest to the southwest.

Xuelu was rather reluctant, but for a young adventurer like her, the temptation of adventure was far greater than a leisurely life. She couldn’t stay in one place, and her little admiration for Robb and her budding feelings were forcibly shut. She had to forcefully suppress her strange feelings and waved goodbye to Robb.

“Keep safe!” Robb gave an Eastern way of saying his farewells.

“Yes!” Xuelu patted the bag hanging from her waist, which contained the instant transmission scroll that Robb had given her. She certainly wouldn’t say it in public, so a couple of pats conveyed her meaning.

Gorda laughed loudly, “If we had a priest, we would be safer.”

Robb shrugged, “You guys will, but not me.”

“Oh, that’s a shame.” Gorda laughed and turned away. Jike and Xuelu followed him, and the three slowly disappeared into the mountain path southwest of the town.

At last, the mayor was relieved to see that Robb didn’t leave with the party of adventurers. Now, Westwind town won’t be bullied anymore by the likes of monsters. He faced Robb, “Mr. Robb, it’s time to show you the chapel.”

“Oh, thank you.”

With the mayor in front, leading the way, Robb followed. The two walk through the town. When I arrived last night, it was already evening, so I didn’t get to take a close look at the town, and today, I can see it clearly. It’s a small town with less than a thousand inhabitants. Daily necessities like salt, cloth, utensils, etc. are sold by merchants, shipped from larger cities. Minerals, crops, animal fur, and herbs produced in small towns have to be shipped to large cities to bring income to everyone.

For this small town, the trading routes are a necessity to living, once the routes are cut, the inhabitants will be dwarf of goods and life will be very inconvenient. It is no wonder that the townspeople were prompted to raise money to get rid of the double-legged flying dragon, which often attacked caravans. Otherwise, nobody would have been able to survive.

The mayor took Robb to the back of the town near a hill where a small chapel had been built. It was a little shabby because it’s been years since the last priest stayed, but with a little care, it should be as good as new.

In the chapel yard, there were stone tables and chairs, wells, and a small field, and on the hill behind, a cemetery, though not too large, spread along the hill, with hundreds of gravestones.

Robb didn’t like living next to the cemetery, but the churches in the west also had cemeteries. It was normal, so he can’t complain.

The mayor laughed and said, “This church will be left to Mr. Robb’s care! I’ll inform the whole town that we finally have a priest in Westwind town. We finally have a place to confess to in the future.”

Robb thought, “Shit, confession? I’ll have to sit in there and listen to the babble outside? It’s annoying! But if he thought about it, he doesn’t seem to be annoyed. It’s something he hasn’t done yet in the game, so he isn’t tired of it yet. Hahaha, he’s not tired of it yet!”

Robb wouldn’t be lazy as long as he wasn’t tired of playing.

Besides, it’s really interesting to sit in a cabin and talk to people.

He isn’t like a clam, he isn’t autistic! Actually, he’s actually someone who likes making friends, otherwise he wouldn’t have set up a guild before, fighting wars. If he didn’t like to socialize, then he wouldn’t have played an MMO, playing a single player game would’ve been way more pleasant.

In this world, where the internet doesn’t exist, no QQ group, no one to watch anime with him, socializing can be a huge problem. If the townspeople came to talk to with him, then it probably would be okay.

The mayor sent a few servants to help Robb clean the place up, laid out his bedroom and brought in some basic necessities, and took the servants away. Now, only Robb was left in the church.

Quiet, happy, and finally, lazy.

Robb found a stone stool in the small courtyard in front of the chapel and sat down. Looking up at the sky and watching flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, watching the clouds move in the sky and relax, lying drunk on the hills, and smiling at the clouds being born and extinguished.

It feels so good to be lazy, it’s been a long time since he’s experienced this!

After an hour of being idle, Robb became thirsty.

The real world isn’t a game, so it’s possible to become thirsty, and this was a serious problem. Although Robb can use magic to create water, it tastes soulless. Take WOW for example, magicians can create water and bread by themselves, but they still like buying pSuofar food not made by magic.

He had to get up and use the wooden cup given by the mayor. He was looking for a place to fetch water, and suddenly remembered that there is no running water in this world.

Now he’s in trouble. If he wants water, he’ll have to dig up a well and drink from it. Isn’t it troublesome?

It’s over! It’s over! It’s all over!

This isn’t the lazy life I want.

Robb began to seriously consider issues regarding laziness.

If I want to be comfortable in the real world, I’ll need to solve the following problems: drinking water, eating food, washing clothes, and hygiene.

Although he has just solved the problem of drinking water (TL: inconveniently using the well), there are still a lot of problems waiting to be solved, and it doesn’t seem possible to just solve it with a faucet. Take eating for example, although he has maxed his cooking skill, he needs the corresponding ingredients. For example, the famous dish “Delicious Wind Snake”, you need to use “Mutated fish” and “Sweet Spices” to make it (I don’t know why snakes aren’t listed in the ingredients). Skills alone aren’t enough.

And if you want to get the ingredients, I’ll inevitably have to go to the vegetable market and bargain with the vegetable market aunt. How annoying.

As for washing and cleaning, that’s not something you can do in the game.

Robb began to feel the difficulties in life. It’s like the size of a mountain. He couldn’t afford to be lazy.

It seems that the only way was to be a damned feudal landlord and enslave others, just like how the mayor ordered his servants to clean up the church.

Robb’s eyes lit up as soon as he thought of slaves, hoping to get a maid with blue hair put on a black, white-rimmed maid uniform to take charge of his daily life.

Wow, I can’t. I shouldn’t think about this. He just couldn’t stop thinking about it.