Chapter 284


    Aurora Worton’s suggestion for Garrett Nordmark to recruit some people from public health institutions wasn’t just a casual remark. In fact, before Garrett even made a move, people were already begging to be recruited...


    The construction of the Mage Tower waspleted. The interior was finished. The awakening of the tower spirit was done. All these tasks took up two days of Garrett’s time. On the third day, early in the morning, just as Garrett was barely awake, a carriage bearing the Magic Council’s emblem was waiting eagerly outside the vi, ready to pick someone up.


    Garrett couldn’t help but smile upon getting up. Aurora was also in the carriage, emerging with a gloomy face and yawning as he waved at Garrett. How eager they must be, as if fearing even a slight dy!


    In fact, it wasn’t that they didn’t want toe to pick him up, but for the past two days, Garrett had been busy with the Mage Tower. Surrounded by big shots of levels fourteen or fifteen, or even seventeen or eighteen, the grouping to pick him up couldn’t get close...


    The carriage ttered along, winding its way to the foot of the mountain and taking Garrett directly to the Magic Council’s office. The six-story white tower stood tall and majestic, as imposing as when he first saw it, but Garrett no longer had the heart to admire it. He had his own Mage Tower now! Three floors below ground, nine above!


    To the right of the entrance hall of the white tower, arge ck iron door was tightly closed, marking the emergency management department’s area. The person who came for Garrett led him directly inside, through twists and turns to the deepest part, into a spacious and empty meeting room.


    The room was broad and could amodate twenty to thirty people for a meeting, with a long rectangr table in the center. The table’s sand tray was shaky and somewhat translucent, with houses, streets, rivers, and trees detailed and miniature, precisely replicating Nevis City.


    Garrett couldn’t resist leaning over to take a closer look. There’s the Bridge Magic Academy, the white tower nearby, the vi area... the small train station... even his newly constructed Mage Tower was marked!


    Impressive!How often is this sand tray updated?


    "This is Nevis City’s magic sand tray," a voice suddenly spoke from the side:


    "Maintained by twelve invisible servants carrying secret eye rings around the city daily, collecting sights seen by the secret eyes and updating it once a day."


    Garrett turned around abruptly. Standing by the sand tray was an unfamiliar middle-aged magician, tall and strong, with a weathered face and piercing ck eyes that seemed to see right into one’s soul. He nodded at Garrett and extended his right hand:


    "Magician Garrett Nordmark? A pleasure. I am the head of the emergency management department, Johnny Colin, pleased to meet you. The future work of the public health office will be supported byw enforcement teams from the emergency management department, in cooperation with your office."


    Garrett shook hands with him. A quick nce at the magician’s badge on the man’s chest showed three silver stars and three white circles—a third-circle arcane magician, an eighth-level magician. His academic rank was clearly behind his magic level, butbined with his position, he was likely—quite formidable.


    Being strong is good! Public health institutions also need to enforcews with strength, and with his connections, it wasn’t clear where else to look!


    Thank goodness the reviewmittee sent him!


    Garrett showed a genuine smile and shook hands firmly. The middle-aged magician’s palm was as hard as iron, more like a warrior than a magician. After exchanging pleasantries, Minister Colin pointed at the sand tray and said:


    "This shows the terrain and flow of water in Nevis City, along with the location of residential buildings, which is very convenient for determining the cement of water facilities. —In the past two days, the emergency management department’s surveyors have already designed the water pipes, would you like to see if there’s anything that needs changing?"


    He pressed on the sand tray, made a few gestures, and whispered a short spell. Soon, blue lines, thick and thin, lit up on the sand tray, flowing down from the nearby mountains, clearly the water supply routes Garrett had mentioned.


    Garrett leaned in for a closer look.


    High and middle-ss residential areas, low-ie residential areas, many water supply pipes branched into individual houses and buildings; while in low-ie areas, there were designated pools on the streets.


    Small blue squares, even with sshing water, appeared to be open designs, creating a pool for people to fetch water.


    "That won’t do," Garrett immediately shook his head:


    "It’s too prone to contamination..."


    "...That’s not my department," Magician Colin waved


    his hand:


    "The construction of water facilities is someone else’s job, I just brought you to see the sand tray. Remember the locations, and someone willeter, and we’ll go to another room for a meeting—"


    Garrett stopped talking, trying hard to look and remember. Fortunately, bing a magician had improved his mental and memory abilities, so memorizing such arge map wasn’t difficult.


    "Ah, here theye." As time ticked by, Colin suddenly spoke softly. Soon, a series of bells rang near the meeting room door. Minister Colin immediately led Garrett out, heading straight to the fifth floor, into an opulently furnished meeting room.


    This meeting room’s long table was oval-shaped, covered in dark ck velvet that nearly touched the floor. Garrett was guided by Minister Colin to sit on the side of the oval table, near the end. After a short wait, the attendees began to arrive.


    Garrett nced around, unable to suppress augh:


    The people here for today’s meeting were essentially a lower-tier version of those from the hearing two days ago~~~


    The Temple of the War God sent a bishop, and the Temple of the Spring Goddess sent a priest, judging by the decorations on their robes, both seemed to be around level eleven or twelve. Each had attendants sitting behind them at the back of the long table, near the wall, with notebooks spread on theirps, eagerly looking on.


    Seeing the notebooks filled with many writings and erasures, they must have been in meetings the past two days, heaven knows how many arguments they’ve had.


    Elder Wood was personally present. As for the Magic Council’s side—


    "Archmage Edgar! Why did you personallye over? Ah, Lynn, when did you get back?"


    Garrett was genuinely surprised. Seeing this guide on his magical path, who also gave him potassium permanganate in a critical battle, boosting his fighting capability, he was much warmer to Lynn than to Archmage Edgar. Lynn managed a strained smile:


    "I just got back the other day. Little Garrett, I heard you’re about to do something big again? Mind if I join?"


    "Of course, it’s great if you’re interested!"


    Garrett nodded happily. Lynn sat behind the instructor against the wall, and seeing Garrett asionally stretching his neck trying to see him, couldn’t help butugh:


    "Don’t look anymore, Mr. Troka didn’te!"


    Garrett sheepishly retracted his head. He wasn’t looking for the ck cat; he was searching for the golden skeleton...


    Then, gradually, four or five nobles arrived, including Knight Selina who had been there that day. Garrett smiled warmly at her, just exchanged a greeting, when the transformation series evaluator entered the meeting room and announced the start of the meeting.


    "In the meeting two days ago, we initially agreed to establish a public health office, with Garrett Nordmark serving as the first director.


    The council will be responsible for monitoring and disinfecting the city’s water quality.


    The Noble Union and Nevis City Chamber of Commerce will cooperate with the council, responsible for pipeline construction and daily water billing.


    The Temple of the Spring Goddess will work with the council, responsible for reservoir construction, drinking water pipeline construction, and the maintenance and supply of drinking water.


    The Temple of the War God will work with the council, focusing onbating littering and illegal dumping.


    The Cult of Nature will work with the council, responsible for sewage collection, treatment, and purification.


    The three major temples and the council together will build and maintain hospitals for infectious diseases..."


    Themittee member spoke at a steady pace, repeating the previous meeting’s resolutions, asionally making eye contact with the heads of each temple, and half seemingly speaking directly to Garrett. Once he finished and saw the heads nodding in agreement, he turned to Garrett:


    "Magician Nordmark, as the first director of the public health office, do you have anything to add?"


    "...Yes," Garrett took a moment to digest themittee member’s speech, then smiled slightly.


    It seems the meetings over the past few days weren’t in vain, and the arguments weren’t for nothing. Without his knowledge, the council and the major forces had already reached a rtive bnce.


    The most obvious point was that the Temple of the Spring Goddess ultimately secured the supply and maintenance of drinking water, no telling how much they had to offer behind the scenes...


    He organized his thoughts, leaned forward slightly, nodding respectfully to the leaders sitting at the head of the table. Once they acknowledged him, he slowed down and started speaking one point at a time:


    "In terms of city governance, the elders here are much wiser than me. However, on the professional front, I’d like to share some of my thoughts:


    First, I’ve seen the nning for the poor districts, where the drinking water spots are rtively dense and evenly distributed, which is good. But one thing to note, the construction of water pools should be closed, with a pump installed on top. Additionally, there should be a separate


    inlet for timely disinfection. I’ll submit the specific drawingster.


    For middle and high-ss residential areas, it’s best if every building, every house, has piped water ess..."


    "That’s not possible!"


    Across the table, a young noble next to Knight Selina jumped up. Garrett recognized him; he resembled the noble who spoke on behalf of the Temple of the Spring Goddess during the hearing two days ago:


    "We’re already doing piped water in our territory! Two blocks, twelve buildings, all under our responsibility! The council can’t juste in and tear up the pipes for no reason!"


    He nced at Selina as he spoke. However, she didn’t pay him any attention, instead turning her head even more towards Garrett, giving him a few more looks.


    "...I see."


    Garrett rested his chin on his fist, pondering for a moment. "It’s not that it can’t be done. Since your family is handling it, the council won’t needlessly dismantle it. But the council’s involvement in water supply isn’t for profit, but for the safety of all city residents. You can continue supplying water, but your pipes and water quality need to be approved by the council—"<ul><li>Your invaluable feedback and ratings mean the world to me. Please take a moment to rate this novel at <strong>Novelupdate</strong>.</li><li>If youe across any mistakes within this chapter, kindly notify me in thements below, so that I can make the necessary corrections.</li></ul>