"Regional Manager!" the town's crier shouted. "A localized apocalypse is scheduled for 3:00 PM!"
Arthur brushed a bit of ash off his sleeve and stood up in a fresh, identical field. He reached for his spectral deck and pulled three new cards. Fantasy.Town.Regional.Manager.v28.11.2021.rar
"Sir," a sweaty laborer panted, "the brawlers are complaining that the new library is too quiet. They’ve started a bonfire with the spellbooks." "Regional Manager
"Place it next to the Fighting Pit," Arthur ordered, waving his hand as the building materialized out of thin air. "The brawlers need shiny things to hit or they’ll start eyeing the town hall again." "Sir," a sweaty laborer panted, "the brawlers are
"Everyone, prepare for the inevitable demise!" Arthur shouted into a megaphone.
Arthur sighed, marking a checkbox for Guild Conflict . This was the twenty-eighth iteration of this town since November. Every time they built a bustling hub, something went wrong. If it wasn't a dragon, it was a "threat spike" caused by a princess who decided to raise an army of vengeful squirrels because her favorite bakery ran out of scones. He pulled a card from his spectral deck:
"Alright," he muttered, "v29.11.2021. Let’s try building more houses this time."