There was a commotion in the originally quiet group of mages: in this group of image-conscious mages, it was rare for there to be such obvious whispers.
There is no fool who can make it this far.
Lusimar's words were so obvious that no one could understand them.
But the mages soon became quiet.
They also understood another thing: Ismail the Great Sage himself was unaffected.
No matter what trouble Mrs. Demeter has, at least in Oaises, it does not affect the status of the son of the world.
Then their ideas and practices do not need to be changed for the time being.
As for whether there will be any problems within the Ismail family, and what does it have to do with them?
The more chaotic the better, preferably so chaotic that they don’t have to do anything. These little Ismails will kill each other until only a few can get up.
As for whether the great sage will be so angry about these things that he will cancel all the quotas after he comes back... Oh, absolutely impossible.
People who cherish themselves like Ismail will never waste any opportunity.
At that time, maybe we can communicate with him in the name of the family and take away more of our people.
'Mo Bi Chen Xin' glanced gently at his future companion.
Snow Old Gou asked Lusimar to provoke the territorial nobles in the simplest way before they left, and to expose his own mother's untrustworthiness. It would be best if the mages could focus their attention on the one who was still fighting on the sea.
On the great sage Ismail.
He did it really well.
He didn't say a few words, but the expression on his face said it all.
really interesting.
'Mo Bi Chen Xin' actually also wants to know what the criteria used by Xue Laogou to select NPC lords for families like them who are preparing to develop territories in this world.
No fool or naive idealist, he could understand.
After all, if a fool can listen to you, he can also listen to others.
Idealists... that's even more troublesome.
A fool can still think of ways to make him be more honest, but they are afraid of pain.
Idealists, but never know when they will feel that they from the outside world are intruders.
When the time comes, we really have to hold high the banner of independence, and that will make families like them who have put in so much effort vomit blood!
But there seems to be a big difference between Linde and Lusimar. It can only be said that they are both smart people, but they are not on the same level.
It stands to reason that the lord's influence on their undead territory is not that great, so there is no need to choose Lusimar, who is considered a strong one.
According to his idea, he should choose someone as smart as Linde...at least until he can suppress the undead, he will definitely be honest.
Even if Lusimar needs to do something, all he needs to do is hand over the divine power of the territory.
Just like they undead did in Toril.
'Mo Bi Chen Xin' blinked. Although he was curious, he would definitely not ask that cunning old dog.
He had a feeling that the answer was definitely not what he wanted to hear.
"Mr. Mobi." Lusimar raised his hand, placed a silent and invisible soundproof barrier between the two, and then called him softly, "The nobles of the territory have sent the first one to the territory.
The begging nobles among the undead were exposed.
You should probably know the one who is hiding behind and coming up with ideas...I can see it clearly. If I were to observe from a high position, I would probably see it more clearly.
They are a little too excited now. If I act more arrogantly, it may cause a more violent reaction... Do you want to continue?"
‘Mo Bi Chen Xin’ shook his head: “The old dog said, don’t stay in the valley.
Revenge will be after they leave.
After all, these people may be said to be the backbone of the family, but they are not the family leaders.
We undead people always start from the beginning when looking for the consequences. A cut in the middle will only make us cry twice, but it will not make us want to live.
Of course, this is also because they are not worthy of enjoying the laborious work of cutting people with soft knives."
Lusimar smiled gently, then nodded and removed the barrier.
'Mo Bi Chen Xin' frowned slightly: the Archmage's reaction was different from what he thought.
"Mr. Mo Bichenxin, I'm going to get a little annoyed from now on." 'Lu Huayu', who had been paying attention here for a long time, couldn't help but smile.
"The ink pen..." the 'Perfect Bald Head' said hesitantly, "Old dog, Zhu Meili on the left, and Lucimar on the right who seems to be too shrewd at first glance, can you hold the ink pen?
Although I know you want to teach him, but this is a bit too... beyond?"
"We all want to retire in this game." 'Xue Yunfeng' leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs with a calm expression, "But young people may not be willing.
Maybe when a game comes out that they enjoy playing well enough, they will switch to it.
At that time, what will we, the Aotian Alliance, do?
Of course, it's not these three words that I care about.
It doesn't matter whether it exists in name only or whether it has no name except here.
But for those children who had been with us for so long and just wanted to try something new, I suddenly made them homeless before I even thought about it.
Mobi is already ambitious and younger than us, so he is definitely willing to try new things.
At that time, you can go to the new world and become king!
In fact, even if he can't play with others and comes back disgraced after being taught a lesson, it doesn't matter.
But, no matter what, we have to go back and forth, fight to the death, and retreat only when we have no choice!
If I get hit back after just three or two blows, my face won’t look good, right?”
"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" the 'Old Sanda King' suddenly answered.
The 'perfect bald head' couldn't help but laugh.
"Do you think too highly of the ink pen?" 'Lu Huayu' ignored their inexplicable little tacit understanding and just asked with a little surprise, "Do you think he has the ability to go out in the name of Aotian Alliance?
You should know that even if you are not the leader of the team, as long as the name is still the same, I don’t know how many people will want to step on the Aotian League and rise to the top, right?
Don’t forget, the love in the end of the world is still waiting outside!”
"If that idiot can't even play, Mobi will die." "Nan Feng" answered briskly, "He made things difficult for us in the past, relying on money and Zhu Meili.
But now, didn’t Zhu Meili follow the ink pen?
Compared to that incompetent and short-sighted guy from Doomsday Love, a boss like Mobi is much better, right?
Do you think you can’t afford the money for the ink pen?
Right? Master."
"Ah? What are you talking about?" The 'young master', who had his huge body pitifully tucked into the corner, turned to look at him blankly, obviously distracted and not listening at all.
"We, A Feng, ask you, Mo Bi Chen Xin or Doomsday Love, whose family is richer?" 'Cun Lu' summed it up simply and crudely.
The 'young master' suddenly raised his head and thought for a moment: "That idiot from Apocalyptic Love is a nouveau riche. He has a lot of money and real estate, and all his assets depend on the mining star at home.
Mobi owns a cross-galaxy business. Although it is not top-notch, its sales volume has always been healthy and basically there will be no fluctuations.
Moreover, the ink pen itself has shares, and dividends are paid into the account every year.
But it is impossible for him to invest so much money into the game at one time.
Hmm...if they were to confront each other, they would be pretty much the same.
After all, Mobi still has a brain, and that idiot in the apocalypse even threw away his borrowed brain."
Although he spoke in a messy manner, everyone understood him.
"That's true, for someone with Lao Gou's IQ, we don't expect another one.
But rich people who have brains and are willing to invest seriously are actually quite rare." 'Perfect Bald Head' summed it up... In terms of investment in the game, 'Mo Bi Chen Xin' is really not as good as the current apocalypse.
There are few bosses.
It's just that in the last days, all the boss's money is spent under the eyes of others, but the ink pen is used to destroy the family ladder structure.
In a big family like theirs, the middle management, that is, the people who can be leaders, seem to be numerous, but in fact they are very important... and there are only a few senior managers who can sort out these middle management.
.
The Black Rose can support a large family with hundreds of thousands of people because these old people who have been with Bald Head for decades are willing to be the leader and lead the newcomers. Otherwise, no matter how many plans the patriarch has, it will be useless.
Do you really think that if the clan leader issues an order, the ordinary family members below will be able to obey it?
Those are all uncles who just leave when they are unhappy.
Speaking of which, if the painting brush hadn’t given ‘Mobi Chenxin’ such a ruthless blow, the Black and White Road would have caught up with Black Rose, who has been working hard in the game for decades, in just a few years.
Forget about the Demon Cult, you can’t compare it with anyone.
"Okay~ It's useless to say this now." 'Xue Yunfeng' spread his arms and leaned on the back of the sofa, "The ink pen is indeed the most suitable, but I can't say it must be him.
We still have time to choose someone!
Practice him first and then talk to him.
If he can't even accept Zhu Meili, then all the above are nonsense."
'Xueyunfeng' glanced at 'Lu Huayu': "Eunuch Lu, don't talk too much if you know this!"
"What does it have to do with me?" 'Lu Huayu' laughed, "The friendship between colleagues in the past was not enough for me to pay so much for him."
"It seems they are planning to leave. Should we go down and see them off?" 'War Thunder' is the only good person who is still considering the current situation.
"Ah... it's better not to do this drama of seeing each other off at eighteen miles away." 'Xueyunfeng' waved his hand, "You don't think that those people in the desert can survive three months, do you?
When the time comes, we will definitely have to get together.
I don’t have that interest, just go and have fun on your own.”
"Forget it then." The 'Old Sanda King' said decisively, "The people leaving today are not my life-and-death friends."
"Did Xi Manman leave too?" 'Cunlu' said with a bit of regret, "That girl is actually a good partner."
Her style of doing things is so glamorous and she's so good at creating an atmosphere that she doesn't even need to do anything on her own.
"She will definitely leave." The 'Old Sanda King' tilted his head, "No one is left on the black and white road."
Recommended book: "Er Zhou Mu, they who fell into the evil way came to take revenge".
Entering the world of Xianxia after clearing the love game, the world view is a bit unique, the female characters are well described and not frivolous, and the plot and world development are still very exciting. I recommend it.
This chapter has been completed!