Chapter 117 The corruption of hell is spreading quietly
In the clock tower of Misty Town, the little devil who was temporarily on duty yawned and rang the six o'clock bell, announcing that it was officially night in Misty Town.
Since she could buy two sesame seed cakes as a reward, she neither slacked off nor played any pranks. After paying the job, she happily flew to the town office to collect the reward.
·There is currently a group of four-legged snakes controlling the place, and there are also some undead helping out.
But it is different from other annoying four-legged snakes.
Hose who call themselves acolytes cover their ugly faces with cloaks. Not only do they get rid of their arrogance, but they also become very polite.
It seems that they have been trained by the Demon King to be obedient.
I'm really curious about what method that adult used...
On the street not far away, a dim light lit up on the side of the road.
The mole people of Iron Tooth City are, under the leadership of Sharp Tooth, installing street lamps engraved with Hades on wooden poles on the roadside.
This is the request of the Demon King.
He said there must be light at night in Misty Town.
As for the day, he will try to repair the crystal on the dome, so that the withered forest will be rejuvenated, and night and day will reappear above the head of the misty forest.
The night elves were surprised by this.
However, many night elves still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts when they think that the Demon King can even defeat Chaos.
It’s not surprising that they can’t achieve it.
As for the "municipal projects" of Misty Town, it is the first problem that the cemetery must solve.
According to the Lord Demon King, they want to prove to the surface humans that the place where the light of Saint Sith cannot shine is not much worse than the places that are bathed in the light of Saint Sith all day long.
Even better than those places!
Wearing the only "hard hat" of the construction team, Fangs waved his big hands to urge and scream, adding BUFF to those rats who are afraid of heights and light.
And the reason why he was so anxious was actually for the same reason as the little devil who rushed to the town hall to collect the reward——
You can get hell coins when you work for the Demon King.
Hand coins can buy roasted sweet potatoes.
Hyphew coins equal roasted sweet potatoes is like a formula that has been deeply ingrained in the minds of these mole people.
Although Mingbi can do much more than that, at least for now, this formula alone is enough for them to work hard.
On another street next door, the mice who were the first to complete the construction tasks had already formed a long queue in front of the stall under the street lamp.
They are all employees of Anxunsi Group.
Different from Tieyacheng's own "work rats", their wages are all deducted from the Anxunsi Group's account and paid directly in the form of roasted sweet potatoes.
There is no difference anyway, and it is very convenient.
At this moment, every mole man craned his neck to look at the huge iron barrel that was radiating heat, and the saliva hanging next to his front teeth wanted to drip on the ground.
The alluring aroma wafting out from the hole of the iron bucket is like a demon that induces depravity, making these little guys who haven't had a few good meals unable to move their short legs after smelling it.
As soon as the fresh sweet potatoes came out of the pot, the team that was still barely able to maintain itself immediately huddled together and erupted into chirping and shouting.
「我的！！我的！！！」
「我先来的！！」
一只只反着光的门牙上下晃动，闪烁的光芒晃的站在铁桶旁边的苟始睁不开眼。
He knocked on the iron bucket with the long-nose pliers in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Come one by one! Everyone who has been paid has a share, don't grab it!"
The squeaking sound was translated by the translation crystal into a language that the mole people can understand. It looks like the skeleton soldiers are speaking human language.
Two patrolling mercenaries stood not far away, looking at the roasted sweet potato stall surrounded by mole people, with curious expressions on their faces.
"What is that roasting?"
"Pumpkin?"
"Not like...a bit like a sweet potato."
"Isn't that for pigs?"
"Who knows... maybe the monsters like to eat this."
Although the roasted sweet potato skeleton was a little off-putting, the business skeleton did not use his own hands to grab the food, but operated it with a pair of long-nose pliers.
It’s really strange.
One of the mercenaries sniffed, with an interested expression on his face.
“Hey, it smells pretty good.”
The mercenary next to him encouraged him eagerly.
"Would you like to try it?"
"Let's go!"
It's time to change the guard.
The two of them hit it off immediately, and curiously approached the stall, squeezing aside the noisy little short-legged people.
“Boss, how did you sell this?”
Gou Shi pointed to the wooden sign hanging next to it.
"One 2 Hades Coin!"
The two mercenaries were stunned for a moment.
They are all paid in silver coins. This is the first time they have heard of such a strange thing as "Underworld Coin".
However, facing the confused mercenaries, Gou Shi had a matter-of-fact expression.
"Naturally, Ming coins are Ming coins! If the cemetery doesn't use Ming coins, how can we still use RMB? Go, go, go, if you don't have any money, just play."
The mole people on the side also followed suit, shouting and shouting.
I never thought that one day I would be laughed at by a monster for having no money. The two mercenaries were both stunned, then one was confused and the other blushed.
"Who said we have no money?"
The red-faced mercenary cursed, reached into his pocket, took out a handful of copper coins, and shook it in front of the skeleton soldier.
Hence "Did you see it? This is real money! I have never heard of underworld coins since I grew up."
Gou Shi glanced at the coin in his hand, unmoved by such a mission item with unclear meaning.
He had dug this thing out of the corpses of adventurers before, but there were no NPCs to collect it in the necropolis, and there was no place to spend it.
Over time, most people throw these coins into the warehouse and eat dust.
"I've never heard of it. That's because you're not dead yet. You won't be able to use it when you become like me."
Being like you?
The blushing mercenary was slightly startled, and suddenly felt that something made sense. The originally confused mercenary came to his senses and showed a sudden expression for a moment.
"I understand... In other words, the underworld coin is the money of the dead?"
"That's right, that's right, as long as you understand it, just play with it and don't hinder my business."
Gou Shi raised his hand to make a driving motion, and divided the freshly baked sweet potatoes among a group of moles holding work badges. Then he poured a large basket of fresh sweet potatoes into the hot iron bucket, and then added some firewood to the bottom of the iron bucket.
Looking at the group of mole people holding roasted sweet potatoes and gnawing fiercely, the two mercenaries swallowed involuntarily.
Although they didn't really think the monster's food was very delicious, they couldn't resist the fact that the moles were chewing it so deliciously that it aroused the greed in their stomachs.
One of the mercenaries couldn't help but said.
… I don't understand, you're already dead, what's the use of asking for money."
Gou Shi glanced at him.
"Who told you that you don't need money after you die?"
The mercenary continued.
"For example? Where can you spend it?"
"For example, buying equipment. With better equipment, you can do tasks with higher rewards, and you can earn contributions by completing the Demon King's tasks. If you contribute enough, you can be reincarnated into other forms..."
Idleness is idle anyway, Gou Shi talked a lot, regardless of whether the NPC understood it or not, and whether the translator translated it for him.
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"Hua Ming coins?" Gou Shi said after a pause, "I do want a little, but the main thing is to deduct the contribution——"
The moment he got the affirmative answer, the two mercenaries looked at him differently, as if they had discovered some great secret.
Gou Shi glanced at the two of them strangely. He didn't know what the fuss was about these two NPCs. Isn't it just a game setting?
One of the mercenaries swallowed and looked at him eagerly and asked.
"Then...where should we get that Hades Coin?"
"I don't know, maybe where can I exchange it, you can ask our boss."
As soon as Gou Shi finished speaking, another mercenary asked non-stop.
"How many nether coins do you need to be reincarnated into a noble?"
Gou Shi replied dumbfounded.
「我哪知道，有问题问我们的魔王去……话说转生成贵族有什么意思，感觉不如转生成牛逼点的恶魔。」
淦！
In other games, players ask NPC questions. Why are the NPCs in this game so talkative?
Are you worried that selling sweet potatoes would be too boring for him?
In fact, there is no need to worry at all. Feeding these little guys is quite relaxing, just like feeding a group of large groundhogs.
Seeing that the skeleton soldier in front of them was unwilling to reveal any more information about the deceased, the two mercenaries looked at each other and stopped asking any more questions. They just silently wrote down this shocking gossip.
I didn’t expect that people would use money after death, and they would use another thing called ghost coins.
I don’t know if this is true only for those who go to hell, or if it is the case for everyone after death...
To be honest, they did not feel that their moral standards and religious piety could meet the standards of heaven.
If saving some hell coins can lead to a good pregnancy, or even make the life in hell easier, they can consider preparing some "travelling" with them.
After all, if you do this kind of work of licking blood from the edge of a knife, you may die one day, and they have been mentally prepared for this.
Even in order to suffer less pain after leaving, he carries the cross blessed by the King of Flame with him every day... even when he is on duty for the Demon King in Mist Town.
Foolish people always habitually believe in a little bit of everything.
But we can’t blame them.
St. Sis's "Book of Holy Words" always wastes too much ink on describing the prosperity of heaven and the beauty of the future, but is vague about the things that people care about most...such as how pious one must be to have a good pregnancy, or how to get to heaven.
Those vague places give the church and clergy room to use their power flexibly, but they also provide opportunities for the corruption of Chaos or Hell.
The two people’s thoughts at this moment have already changed from sweet potatoes to ghost coins.
Of course, they also want the former...
"Sorry, this is all we have," the mercenary looked at the fragrant iron bucket reluctantly and muttered, "Please make an exception once. We just want to buy some to go back and taste." Gou Shi originally wanted to refuse, but the sincere looks between the two people made him unable to bear to refuse.
Especially, he noticed the identity of the two NPCs. They seemed to be the guards of this area. It seemed like it would be a good idea to establish a good relationship in advance?
Just think of it as an investment.
"Okay, just this once...five copper coins per dollar, if you can accept it."
The two mercenaries didn't think it was very expensive, after all, bread was about the same price.
Of course, if they knew that the person who issued the Hades Coin expected that the exchange rate between Hades Coins and Arcane Copper was 1:1, I don’t know if they would call him a cheater.
The price has doubled!
"Give me twenty."
One of the mercenaries took out a silver coin and flicked it into his hand, and said with a smile, "One silver coin can be exchanged for a hundred copper coins... That's about it, you don't mean it. See you there?"
"Silver one?" Gou Shi wiped it on his hand and stuffed it into the purse on his waist, "Okay, I hope you can bring some ghost coins next time."
The silver one may have collection value.
Both parties felt that they got a bargain.
The last pot of sweet potatoes came out of the oven, Gou Shi closed the stall, the Rats and Rats dispersed in a hurry, and the two mercenaries also returned to the post with a large pile of sweet potatoes in their clothes.
Looking at the pile of fragrant black things, the brothers in the mercenary group cast curious glances at them.
"John, what have you bought?"
"The mercenary who entered the door said with a smile.
"I've brought you a midnight snack! Hey, you're welcome!"
There are only sixteen guards on duty, including the six who are ready to go on duty.
The mercenary named John divided the sweet potatoes he had just bought among the people on duty, and at the same time told everyone the news about the underworld coins vividly.
After listening to what he said, the expressions on everyone's faces were also different, some were surprised, some were pleasantly surprised, and some were doubtful and wary.
"I think you must have lost your mind. Do you dare to believe what the devil says?"
"Yes! You are not afraid of divine punishment!"
The two people speaking are both devout believers, but in John's opinion they are just pretending, and they may not even have read what the "Book of Holy Words" looks like.
Of course, he hasn't seen it either, but he at least goes to the church to pray...about once a month.
"Hey, come on, that Lord has time to punish a mercenary? He really has such leisure time, why not punish a few worse demons." Even so, the mercenary carefully avoided the name of Saint Sith and silently added a prayer in his heart.
Everyone in the outpost was gnawing sweet potatoes and talking about it. The topic quickly changed from how to earn ghost coins to what ghost coins can be used for.
Although there is an obvious dispute among the mercenary group on the issue of "whether everyone needs Hades Coins", surprisingly there is no debate on the issue of "at least they can kill succubi".
It’s a pity.
None of you here have actually been to hell, and have no idea about the identity of a "high-level demon", let alone the so-called "what you can't get is what you want the most."
The people were talking to each other, and the more they talked, the more outrageous they became. Finally, they came to a conclusion -
The ghost coin is quite useful!
Even the two seemingly most devout believers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, feeling that going to hell wouldn't be that bad?
Just as the corrosion of hell was spreading to the "Sword of Brave" mercenary group, Phoenix, one of the deputy captains, walked in from outside and asked the red-faced mercenaries.
"What are you talking about?"
Several people were of course embarrassed to say that they were in YY Succubus, so they hurriedly said.
"We are talking about the underworld coins!"
"The underworld coins?" Finnis was stunned. This was the first time he heard this word.
It was only then that everyone remembered that the man in front of them was the only magician in the mercenary group, and as we all know, magicians are well-informed.
Then everyone suddenly started to cheer.
"That's right! Master Phoenix!"
"You are a magician, you must have heard of it, right?"
Fenis is Alex's follower.
Although he does not have a noble title, the mercenaries are still used to calling this shy young man "Master" in a joking tone.
Facing the cheers of the mercenaries, Phoenix shook his head helplessly.
"No...I haven't heard of it. Where did you hear it?"
A mercenary with a beard said with a smile.
"John met a skeleton when he was on duty today. The skeleton told others that they would have to spend money after death, and they used Hades coins...Then the kid started planning his funeral."
"What does planning for the funeral mean?" "The mercenary named John cursed and said quibly, "Isn't it because I want to be prepared? In our line of work, there is no guarantee that one day there will be no more people."
Phoenix interrupted him and said seriously.
"I don't think you need to think so much. People with devout faith will not be reborn in hell."
"The mercenary next to him said with a smile when he heard this.
"Sir, how pious is it to be considered pious?"
"You have to ask the priest," Phoenix shrugged. He was suddenly attracted by the aroma and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the two remaining roasted sweet potatoes. "What are these?"
The mercenary named John said with a smile.
"Roasted sweet potatoes! Try it, it's delicious!"
"Sweet potatoes?"
Isn't that something for pigs?
With some doubts, Phoenix picked up the black thing, peeled off the crispy pastry and took a bite.
For a moment, a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"So sweet!"
The taste is soft and glutinous, a bit like pumpkin, but not exactly like it! The refreshing sweetness is not cloying at all, and it also has a light pine scent!
Just feeling a little hungry, Phoenix couldn't help but move his fingers and gnawed all the sweet potatoes in his hands in a few mouthfuls, almost choking himself.
"I didn't expect it," said John with a smile. "I also didn't expect that the pigs raised in my hometown would eat so well."
Another mercenary who was traveling with him interjected.
h "I bet it's the stove, but who would have thought of using an iron-making stove to bake sweet potatoes that no one would eat?"
John nodded and said.
"The undead here are indeed different from those outside, whether it's their brains or other places."
"Wait a minute..." Looking at the two people talking, Phoenix suddenly realized a problem, and his face changed instantly, "Where did you buy this roasted sweet potato?!"
John and his companion looked at each other.
"Didn't I say it?"
"Of course it was from the skeleton setting up the stall..."
Before the two of them could finish their words, Phoenix retched, his throat tightening like a whirlwind. He almost ran into the toilet to induce vomiting...
...
Although he was mentally prepared for the quality of the mercenaries, Phoenix was still severely shocked by this group of guys who showed no respect at all.
Not only do they easily believe rumors from hell, but they even dare to try the food of the undead!
Thankfully this is not an empire and there is no church tribunal, otherwise both of their heads would have to be hung on crosses!
Phinis took a leave that day and went directly to the nearest town of Silver Pine. He found the pastor of the local church and prayed for a long time before he calmed down.
While passing by the Adventurer's Guild in a small town, he took a look at the commission list to see if there were any tasks on the fourth floor of the maze that he could easily complete.
However, just as he was staring at the notice board, he heard whispers behind him.
"I heard that something big happened in Mist Town."
"Mist Town? You mean the outpost on the fourth floor of the maze?"
"Yes! That's right there! People from the Knights went in to handle the case a few days ago, but they heard that there was a mole in the Knights or something, and they actually released the evil spirits in the chaos."
Chaos?!”
Everyone exclaimed and were shocked by the news.
The person who spoke had a serious expression and continued speaking confidently.
"You can't lie! My buddy's buddy saw it with his own eyes! He also said that in order to clean up this mess, the people of the Knights and the Demon King all stopped fighting in a tacit agreement and aimed their spearheads at the evil spirits pouring out of the cracks!"
Said, as if he was at the scene, he said in a sleepy voice.
"The living and the dead stood side by side, fighting together against the evil spirits from chaos... It was just like a story in a legend!"
Everyone was amazed after hearing this.
"Saint Sis is above..."
"How incredible this is! Incredible!"
The corners of Phoenix's mouth raised slightly. Unexpectedly, what he heard was not "how blasphemous", but "how incredible".
It seems that in the eyes of people with different identities, the first reactions to the same problem are different.
Mercenaries often deal with dead people, so they can accept food from dead people... This is what Phoenix thought in his heart.
And what surprised him even more was what came next——
From the voice that was passed down from mouth to mouth, he actually heard his own name!
"I heard that there was chaos on the battlefield. A group of people ran out of the town and didn't know what to do. Even the Demon King was hesitant to get rid of these troublesome guys first... As a result, a guy named Alex stood up and united those mindless mercenaries and adventurers."
"Alex?! I recognize that guy! He seems to be called...Sword of Bravery?!"
"That's the name of their adventurer team."
"I remember there were two people besides him, one named Xiuwen, and a magician..."
"It seems to be called Phoenix!"
The shock that players from Earth bring to people in other worlds is far more than just a roasted sweet potato. There are too many things that the latter have never imagined - or even dare not think about deeply.
An alley not far from the clock tower.
A skeleton and a ghost are getting together, their sneaky appearance seems to be performing some kind of ulterior ritual.
With a flash of emerald green light, a piece of orange-yellow metal gradually appeared in front of the two undead.
Looking at the metal block that appeared out of thin air on the ground, the slender skeleton suddenly let out an excited scream.
"Oh oh oh!! It's done! It's done!"
Different from [stifling the chemical pool] who was dancing excitedly, Miranda's body swayed, and her turbid body seemed to become more transparent than before.
"Then what?"
Huffed the chemical pool to calm down again, and gave an incomprehensible cough.
"Next, try to imagine gold——"
translator Crystal was interrupted by a scream just as he translated his words.
"Impossible! I can't do it with my magic power! Copper is already my limit, and this can't last long!"
Miranda interrupted Brother Yi's words with a scream, and continued speaking quickly.
"I have accomplished what you asked me to do. Now you should tell me what the "flame reaction" is all about?!"
As he spoke, the copper block that fell on the ground began to become illusory, as shaky as a sandcastle on the beach, as if a wave could disintegrate it.
Finally, it could no longer hold on. With a soft sound of "pang", it turned into bronze light particles and scattered in the air, disappearing.
Watching the light particles flying in the air go away, the soul fire burning in the skull of a brother swayed gently.
After pondering for a long time, he slowly spoke.
"Everything is composed of elements...have you realized it?"
Miranda was confused and did not understand it at all.
"What's the problem with this?"
Anticipating that he would react like this, he took a sip of the chemical pool, smiled proudly, and continued inscrutably.
"To put it simply, not only the six basic elements, but also the metal you just made and the metal you cannot change, are essentially made of smaller particles! Even the so-called six basic elements can be further subdivided..."
"How is this possible? ? !" Miranda exclaimed and said eagerly, "I can understand that everything is composed of elements, but the six basic elements are already the smallest elements that make up everything. How can it be further subdivided?"
For example, the brass he just condensed is a metal variant evolved from the combination of earth magic and water magic.
Everything in the world is composed of six elements. Except for life and death, which belong to separate systems, this is what any magic book says!
However, the skeleton standing in front of him shook his head and said with a smile.
"Too little! Haven't you ever thought that pure water can continue to be subdivided?"
"You mean water vapor? Those are water elements and fire elements——"
"That's just an appearance," interrupted Miranda, and spoke After getting bored in the chemical pool, he continued, "The division I am talking about is a more direct division...continue to disassemble the water element into oxygen element and hydrogen element."
Although he was originally an apprentice of Xuebang.
"It is one of the elements that make up the world," he continued after taking a breath in the chemical pool. "They often appear in the form of gases when they exist alone."
Miranda blurted out.
"Isn't that the element of air?"
Huffed the chemical pool and said with a smile.
"You can understand it this way, but have you ever thought about it, gases and gases may also be completely different from gases. If you use your theory, how do you distinguish the difference between air elements and gas elements?"
Miranda was stunned and couldn't answer this question for a while... Mainly because he couldn't imagine why gases and gases were different.
“Some gases can make fire burn, and some gases can extinguish fires... You have to figure this out for yourself. It would be too hard for me to tell you.”
The electrons in the atom absorb energy, jump from a low-energy level orbit to a high-energy level orbit, and release light of a specific wavelength when returning to the ground state...and this light is the green light you see. "Miranda looked at him blankly, with shock at first, then doubt, and finally doubt about herself.
Having been in Xuebang for so many years, he had never heard of such an astonishing theory.
This completely subverted his understanding of the world!
"...There are 118 kinds of elements?"
Took a sip of the chemical pool and shrugged his shoulders.
"There are 118 known species, and the rest... are theoretically infinite. We don't know where its limit is anyway."
Miranda asked immediately.
"Then how do you prove the existence of these 118 elements?"
The chemical pool was stunned after taking a sip.
"Of course there is a way to this, but it's just more troublesome."
Shit!
This guy doesn’t want him to demonstrate it to it, right?
How the hell is this demonstrated in the game? !
He wanted to brush this problem away, but he didn't expect that the ghost in front of him seemed to be very energetic, staring at him with bright eyes.
"Want to hear the details!"
Facing the eyes that were thirsty for knowledge, an unpleasant feeling emerged from the chest filled with a chemical pool——
I seemed to be in terrible trouble.
(End of this chapter)