Chapter 94 There are still a lot of good people in this world
【Dear Lord Demon King, when I was inspecting the territory this morning, I found a mushroom with a beautiful color. Unfortunately, I don’t know its name. My servant always told me that your profound knowledge left a deep impression on her, and I believe that you will be able to satisfy Sissy's curiosity as you are well-informed.
——Sissi]
At dusk.
Luo Yan, who returned to the Demon King's Territory from Yinsong Town, happened to meet Missy who was on duty when passing by the Blood Hall.
I saw the little devil flying in front of him with an awkward look on his face, and respectfully presented a letter written by the Queen of Nightmare Land with both hands.
Luo Yan opened the envelope and took a look.
As usual, the Nightmare Land is peaceful today, and the Queen of the Nightmare Land is wandering around the territory again.
What is different from usual is that this time the letter also includes a dynamic magic photo.
This kind of magic photo is somewhat similar to the dynamic photography of mobile phones on earth, but what is different from the dynamic photography is that the things in this magic photo do not move according to the photos taken, but can move vividly in the photo like the person himself.
Most of the illustrations in Magic City Daily are like this.
The little devil in the photo has fiery red shoulder-length hair, and his scarlet pupils and lips are like lava flowing in the depths of hell.
She was wearing an off-white dress, and the red ribbon made her fair skin particularly dazzling. A pair of lotus-jointed arms rested on her knees that were close together. She supported her chin with her hands and raised her sly smile slightly, looking like she was in a good mood.
There is no doubt that this is Sissi herself.
To be honest, it was the first time that Luo Yan saw what his vassal looked like, and he couldn't help but stare at it a few more times.
Other than the pair of shell-sized horns, the tail and wings behind her, she can hardly tell any difference from humans as she sits blinking in the photo.
As for the skirt she is wearing, there is no doubt that the player sold it to her... at least the white silk one was definitely hers.
Seeing this scene, Luo Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
There are still many good people in this world.
Wrong——
It should be said that there are many good evil spirits.
In short, thanks to Ms. Sissi’s selfie, Luo Yan felt that his eyes that had been blinded finally got some redemption.
That’s right.
Where are the mushrooms?
Luo Yan searched for a while in the photo, until he used his fingers to push Sissi back in the photo, and then he found the unique mushroom in the corner of the photo.
Back at the magic workshop, he wrote a reply letter carefully, stuffed it into the envelope and handed it to Missy.
【Very beautiful photos, the clothes suit you very well. In addition, that mushroom should be a variant of the Mist Umbrella, which can be used to prepare dream potions. However, it should be noted that its spores have a hallucinogenic effect, so be sure not to consume too much.
Having become accustomed to this guy's timidity, Luo Yan did not embarrass her, but only asked about what he had ordered some time ago.
"By the way, is there any news about the alchemist named Miranda?"
Missy shook her lowered head as she put away the envelope.
"Replying to the Demon King, there is nothing yet...Although there are adventurers visiting the second floor of the maze from time to time, you are really the only necromancer."
Isn't it?
Strange.
Recalling Father Matt's previous report, Luo Yan fell into deep thought.
Looking at the silent Demon King, Missy asked cautiously.
"Master Demon King, do you have any other orders?"
She wanted to go back quickly so as not to miss today's dinner.
A possibility came to mind, and Luo Yan waved his hand.
"No, you go and deliver the letter first, and then tell me if you have any new news."
Missy nodded slightly and saluted, then flapped her wings and took off into the air, flying away towards the land of nightmares...
……
Adlai and Father Matt’s report was just a small episode that took place in late autumn.
Although the undead alchemist named Miranda caused a commotion in Thunder City and even attracted a search by the Trident Knights, so far this incident has not had any impact on the necropolis.
Including the storm brewing in the distant dimensional desert, no one knows what kind of wind and waves it will bring to Thunder County.
The only thing worthy of Luo Yan's work report is that the "artwork" from his necropolis has finally successfully penetrated into the interior of human society on the surface... and the interior of the upper class society.
Although it was penetrated in an unexpected way, this is not important to Luo Yan.
As long as the Magic City knows that he is working.
As for what the subsequent impact will be, it remains to be further observed.
On the other hand, while Luo Yan was enjoying a delicious dinner and planning the future of the famous necropolis, the academic exchange group led by Oke also arrived at Tiejia City as scheduled and started a week-long academic exchange.
In addition to Oke and Oke's twenty apprentices, there were also ten acolytes of the Gonggong clan who were responsible for preaching.
The faith of the mole people is also faith.
Luo Yan plans to build a statue of himself at the highest point of Iron Tooth City to facilitate the collection of the power of faith and at the same time accelerate the expansion of the Demon King's territory towards the third floor of the maze.
As soon as the group stepped into the "Mechanical Temple" filled with garbage, they heard a clanging sound coming from not far away.
I saw a short mole man sitting on the shoulders of the great swordsman Bond, shouting at similar people who were busy on the construction site.
"Hurry up! You bunch of slackers!"
The moles who worked hard swallowed their anger and used carts to move the earth excavated by the burrowing spiders to the designated location.
If the eyes of the great swordsman and the aura exuding from his body were not so intimidating, they would have swarmed up and tore this intrusive guy to pieces.
By the way, this construction site is one of the largest renovation projects in Iron Fang City. It is currently jointly responsible for the construction team of Shadow Weaver's Lair and the Gonggong Clan.
The former is responsible for digging pits, and the latter is responsible for installing pipes...According to the plan, they will dig a large pit covering an area of 100*100 meters and 10 meters deep near Iron Tooth City, and then move two to three hundred slimes from the breeding farm on the first level of the maze into it.
From now on, this is the septic tank of Iron Tooth City.
The raised slime can not only be used as a source of magic crystals, but can also be cooked and eaten, or used as fertilizer for growing mushrooms.
It can be said to be very easy to use.
Standing on Bond's shoulder, Zhuangzhuang noticed the figures of Oak and others, and immediately guessed their identities, so he jumped off Bond's shoulder in surprise and went up to them.
"Welcome! Guests of the necropolis! Did the Demon King send you here?"
Reinforcements!
After waiting in agony for a week, he finally received reinforcements from the necropolis.
Although Bond is very powerful, he is only one person after all.
The looks in his eyes from the old and new congressmen always made him panic.
"That's right, the noble Demon King Okti is here to guide your work... Not bad, it seems you are not lazy."
Although Ork always looked groveling in the necropolis, standing here he was even more arrogant than Arakto.
A lizardman acolyte stepped forward, looked over the goblin's head, looked at the mole man who was shorter than the goblin, and said expressionlessly.
"I am an acolyte of the Necropolis, and Lord Demon King sent me here to serve as the Priest of Death."
"Priest of Death?" Zhuang Zhuang asked cautiously, "What is your job specifically?"
The Lizardman Acolyte continued.
"Ensuring the purity of faith and presiding over the sacrificial ceremony."
"Sacrifice?!" Zhuangzhuang was so startled that his voice was out of tune.
The lizardman acolyte looked at him with a mysterious and cruel smile on his face.
"Don't worry, as long as your faith is pious and loyal to the necropolis... the sacrifice will not happen."
Simply put, if the Demon King thinks that Iron Fang City is not loyal enough, then he will preside over a ceremony to transform some of the mole people into ghouls.
But seeing the expression on this little guy's face, he suddenly felt that the term "sacrifice ceremony" would be more intimidating, so he did not give a specific explanation.
Fear is also a kind of belief.
He didn't know the loyalty of other people, but he must be the chief of Iron Tooth City and his faith was pious enough.
While Zhuang Zhuang was showing his loyalty tremblingly, the players following Oke were not interested in the boring speech, but focused on the group of moles not far away.
These guys are hairy and huddle up like briquettes. The most interesting thing is their fleshy hands, which look almost the same as humans, as if the briquettes have a pair of hands on their bodies.
"So cute!!!"
"Cute?! Are you serious?"
"Are they not afraid of digging through the floor?"
"It shouldn't happen... There's only one floor between the layers of the maze, isn't there a layer of one or two hundred meters of soil?"
"What do you think...just think about how long we have to walk every time we go downstairs."
"At this point, I want to complain, why not install an elevator between each floor of the maze? Even if there is no electricity, it is not difficult to drive it with Hades, right?"
"This is a good idea, I'll try it next time!"
"66666, this game update depends entirely on the player's consciousness, right!"
Although most players are complaining about it, they are actually quite satisfied with the degree of freedom of "Calamity OL".
After all, if everything has been developed for this game, what use would they have? It's better to go back to reality and drive screws.
It is precisely because there are still many imperfect and even unreasonable designs in the game world that it provides them with a stage to freely express their creativity.
While the players were looking around, several mole men not far away were also eyeing this group of guests from the necropolis.
Compared to Zhuang Zhuang who clung to the demon king's thigh, these guys were obviously not completely convinced yet...especially the members of the Council of Thirteen Teeth who were inexplicably disbanded, and the engineering rats who held the dwarf inscriptions.
They were not opposed to seeking refuge in the necropolis. After all, it was easy to get some shade under the big trees, and the devil didn't seem to be too bad. At least he didn't whip them like the dwarves, or tie them to a hamster wheel to provide energy for the inscriptions.
However, letting the weakest thing be their leader...most of the rats who have been deprived of their power cannot swallow this breath.
"Lizard-man magic sticks, retarded goblins, and dozens or twenty undead... Are these the engineers of the necropolis?"
"The robots we make are industrial waste? Guide us in our work?"
"Tsk tsk... these guys really dare to say that."
A group of cunning moles turned their eyes. In the end, they did not dare to go up to find trouble in person. Instead, they turned their attention to Bang and Bang who were standing not far away.
Although those two things were also the targets of their daily persecution before, it is obvious that these two things are more jealous of Zhuang Zhuang who is the leader now.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
A group of mole people exchanged treacherous glances, and suddenly had an idea in their minds. They all approached with aggrieved expressions.
Looking at the old men from the former dynasty walking towards him, Gabeng, who was already in a bad mood, waved the whip in his hand and shouted.
"You guys! Why don't you go to work! What are you doing here?"
One of the mole men walked up and complained with an aggrieved look.
"Dear Garbang, Lord Demon King said he would send engineers to guide our work, but what do you see? A Goblin serves as the leader, and those following him are either lizards or undead."
His name is Sharp Fang, and he is one of the former members of the Council of Thirteen Tooths.
But now he is just an ordinary mouse, Ga Bang is not used to him, and his little eyes widened when he heard this.
"Stop! Are you allowed to discuss this, Lord Demon King?"
After being scolded like this, Jian Ya quickly waved his hand to explain.
"I'm not talking about Lord Demon King! On the contrary, I, who is loyal, am worried... Lord Demon King was deceived by a treacherous villain and listened to the slander of a traitor. In the end, something went wrong, and we in Iron Tooth City will have to bear the consequences!"
When he said this, he decisively directed the topic to the annoying guy Ga Bang.
"Look at our chief, that guy is groveling... Do you think he can correctly express the demands of Iron Fang City?"
As soon as the former mole congressman finished speaking, a group of dissatisfied engineering rats also started to complain.
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"Is this appropriate!"
Everyone's demands are different, some are clamoring to replace the goblins, and others are clamoring for the necropolis to stop dictating their technology.
But in the final analysis, the reason why these voices appeared is because the chief's prestige is too low to convince the public.
otherwise why didn’t they say anything when the devil was here?
Listening to the excited voices of the group, Ga Bang was also convinced by them, and after repeated consideration, it seemed that it was indeed inappropriate.
And the goblin doesn't look like a good person. He is obviously the same as Zhuangzhuang, just a flatterer.
Let such a person be their technical guide and not show them where to go into the sewer?
By then Iron Fang City will not be able to complete the mission of the Demon King, and they will have to take the blame in the end.
This is not possible!
Ga Bang and Bang Bang exchanged glances, and immediately made up their minds and decided to do something for Iron Tooth City, so they walked up to the group of people crossing the arch with great momentum.
“Hey! You!”
Stop!
(End of this chapter)