Soul Puppet Master Soul: A high-level NPC. A special existence born from the fusion of soul and flesh of the King of the Undead and the Queen of Gluttony. Many parts of her body are in an unconfirmed state. She perfectly inherited her father's talent for the soul.

, and her mother's talent in puppetry, she became a one-in-a-million undead puppet master; and after entering puberty, her potential as a monster began to awaken, giving her a more powerful body and attack instinct. Extremely rebellious.

, he is independent and does not care about his body. For some reason, he starts to alienate his father and even talks back to him.

Race: Princess Sisi (unconfirmed)

Occupation: Puppet Master

Requirements: (omitted)

Things to note: So'er is very rebellious, so be careful with every word she says.

Special effects: Due to his outstanding talent, So'er's manipulation of puppets can reach the limit of a puppet master, and he can control five puppets at the same time. The attack power of the spider monsters that he has signed a contract with increases by 5%.

[Sweetheart Secret Order] With her innate talent, So'er can recruit all undead creatures or spider-like monsters that are lower than herself as her toys. Undead creatures or spider-like monsters as puppets cannot spontaneously terminate the temporary contract relationship.

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【Princess's Invitation to Dance】(omitted)

【White Blade Spin】(omitted)

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"The students are back."

On the World Tree, Qingyi greeted the two teachers.

The general smiled with a smile on his face: "My good disciple, you have encountered great changes one after another, but you can still stick to your heart. It is really rare!"

"Don't praise so quickly, I guess he will say stupid things again later." Dever always said something embarrassing.

Qingyi also smiled and said: "No, I understand that the teacher only teaches me knowledge, but does not have to guarantee anything. Although I am a little sad when Rudy died, but how can I put it, it is not the people who are closer to me who died,

So I'm even a little lucky. Since everyone is still alive and well, I don't need to be sad."

"Old loser, what you said is indeed true. This boy's talent is extremely good, but his mind has been blinded by the worldly past. He can't understand life and death, and he can't calculate his fate." The general nodded to Dever immediately, and then turned around

He turned around and said with a straight face: "You are not yet at your level. Look at all the great powers in the past, all of them have a pure glass heart, untainted by the cause and effect of heaven, and untainted by the grudges of the mortal world. If you want to be a master and become a saint,

, we must cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and treat everyone without distinction. As the saying goes, 'Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs'——"

"I know, but then it's not me anymore." Qingyi immediately refused, which made the generals heartbroken. In fact, Qingyi didn't want to force himself to be indifferent to his family in order to become stronger. The reason why he chose to be strong was to

To protect your family, you must never put the cart before the horse.

After jumping off the World Tree, Qingyi went to the Blood Pool to visit the Underworld.

The blood pool is a unique building of the blood elves. It collects hot blood. If soaked in it, it is of great benefit to treat trauma. The "battlefield medical center" is made based on the treatment principle of the blood pool. The blood pool

The advantages are obvious, but the disadvantages are equally prominent. It needs to change blood every day, which fully reflects the extravagant style of the blood elves. Many blood elves came from Snow White City to take a bath, because only senior personnel have the rights within Fuli Villa.

Enjoy the blood bath. At this time, the whole body of Hades sinks to the bottom of the blood pool and is treated in all directions.

"Morning." Probably because he felt Qing Yi, there was a surge under the blood pool, and Ming Tu stood up straight. His body had been completely repaired, but the fire of his soul was still like a candle in the wind - blood cannot repair the soul.

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"How do you feel?" Qingyi summoned the Shadow Throne and sat down and asked.

"It's not bad." Ming Tu shook his head, looking extremely rough. "How is So'er?"

"It's hard to say, she was hit too hard this time, and I'm afraid she won't be able to recover in a short time."

Mingtu squatted down again, letting the blood cover his chest. He asked seemingly casually: "Boss, it doesn't matter if I die, right? You are an adventurer, so maybe I am special?"

"Don't be stupid, you haven't died before, how do you know if there will be an accident?"

"I heard that Jiang Huahuo's clones can also be resurrected indefinitely."

"He is a great god, can we compete with him? Don't think about the past. Who will die and who will live are destined. There is no point in thinking about it." Qingyi waved his hand, stood up and walked out: "Some

I'm feeling depressed. I'm leaving, you can take good care of yourself, there are still many things I'm counting on you for."

Qingyi passed by the Abomination Factory and stopped to watch it for a while. The place was already in a mess, and the traces of flesh and blood left by Pythagoras were still clearly visible. Architects throughout the city were busy at the Joint Scientific Research Center or other important buildings, and this

The abomination factory that has been run out of chickens and dogs can only be left to be dealt with when there are enough manpower.

Then Qingyi came to the Joint Research Center.

Due to the loss of many researcher relationships, all research at the Joint Scientific Research Center has tended to stagnate. Master Patra still personally supervises the project, and looking at his aging state, people can't help but worry about his health;

Terum rolled up his sleeves, picked up the alchemy utensils he had not used for a long time, and prepared the potion himself; Waterborough Cullen was responsible for commanding the undead beasts, ready to respond to the enemy at any time (although Pythagoras was still an incompetent person at the moment).

a powerful enemy of solution).

Brian, holding a writing board, was waiting for Qingyi in front of Fermat's hospital bed. There was no other staff in the room except him, which made it seem like Fermat had been abandoned. In fact, the undead creatures were just

From the most rational point of view, because Fermat's epilepsy was forced to occur by [Extreme Transformation] and must last for three days, even if he rescued him, his symptoms would not disappear early. It would be better to invest precious manpower and material resources in the treatment of epilepsy.

The home is being rebuilt.

Of course Qingyi also knew this, so he did not ask hypocritically, "Is Fermat still the same as before?", but asked: "Let me confirm again, did you sign an unequal treaty with Bigbowo?"

"Yes."

"That's good." Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. "But we still need a negotiator. We can't always ask you to negotiate. It would be a waste of your talents."

Brian replied: "As long as I can serve the empire, my talents will not be wasted in any job."

"You really know how to talk. No, forget what you just said. I know you really think so."

After losing the economic war, the Twilight Empire was forced to sign many unequal treaties and became an economic colony. Hundreds of years ago, the Blackstone Valley was Bigbowo's political colony. A few hundred years later, it became Bigbowo's economic colony.

Colonies seem to be unable to escape the fate of being colonized. Of course, many countries also took this opportunity to blackmail the Twilight Empire severely. This is a victory for the entire continent. The people do not know this, otherwise they would definitely celebrate, sing and dance.

"When will the army come back? Many people have already shown their willingness to hire high-level military officials." Brian brought the topic to the "Necromancer Lease Contract" again.

"About half a month later, it is necessary to rest up front. It's funny to say that although there are not many ghost fleets left, 90% of our army is gone. We can carry all of them in just one trip." Qing Qing

Yi smiled. Seeing that Brian didn't smile, Qingyi murmured in his mind, "Maybe he was infected by Jiang Huahuo's bad jokes."

"Besides, will there be any accidents if you leave the devil next to the Origin of Sin? They are too suspicious, and I don't trust them." Brian was talking about Simon setting up his home in a scientific research center. The little devil claimed that only

That place had the most authentic atmosphere of hell, and was most suitable for a homesick wanderer like him.

"It doesn't matter, it won't cause us any harm anyway. From now on, we have to win over new allies, but we have to ignore the werewolves and witches. I really can't stand their lack of effort, although it's not like Lu

You sacrificed your life like that, but you have to do something substantial, right? Do you really think of undead creatures as good guys?" Qingyi complained.

"I will take measures. Witches and werewolves have never controlled the economic lifeline of Snow White City. They will be obedient."

"Speaking of money, Brian, all the employment fees paid by Fuli Villa have been put into the treasury. You can make your own decision. Spend where you should and don't skimp."

"Do you want to fill in a few small debts first?"

"Whatever, but the main purpose of this money is to repair the 'Waiting City'."

During the period of martial law, the "Waiting City" was completely closed to the public, and many tourists suddenly disappeared. With the end of the war and the lifting of martial law, the "Waiting City" and Snow City's consumption suddenly increased, and it is estimated that it will fall.

It will take months to return to normal levels. Therefore, repairing the "Waiting City" will not delay making money, nor will it delay paying off debts.

Brian nodded and asked again: "Did Schroeder talk to you?"

"No, he should be waiting for me to beg him." Qingyi patted his head, seeming to have a headache.

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Festering Island.

At the top of the towering flesh tower in the center of the island, stands a fleshy palace. Walking through the corridor filled with mucus and pus, you can open up the fleshy wattles that are as big as coconuts and hang like small tongues at the door.

You can come to the meeting hall. Jack the Colorful Flower stands with branches and green leaves extending out from his body, making him look like a green furry savage. It is taking roots from its feet and is absorbing nutrients from its flesh and blood. On the other side of the hall, Pythagoras

Touching the window lattice with his hand, he suddenly smiled.

"What?" The green leaves shook, and Jack's voice came out.

"An adventurer gave me a mission item. Let's take a look at it together."

Not long after, another Pythagoras came from the door and respectfully presented a scroll. In fact, there were hundreds of Pythagoras on the Festering Island, but only one was the main body, and the rest

They are all clones of his separated soul fragments. The clones look exactly the same as the main body, except for the black cloak. Of course, this can be made up for by tailoring. These soul clones temporarily serve as guards, servants and warriors, and incidentally confuse the enemy.

The role of sight; in the Schroeder plan, they will also be the clerks and owners of various stores.

Pythagoras alone could make the island of Fester operate normally without the need for too many native people. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why he was called the "Dictator of Fester".

Unrolling the scroll with force, Pythagoras's mouth formed a smile like a knife wound.

"Look, Jack, someone in Big Bow is ready to invest in us. Looks like we're going to have to take a short trip."
Chapter completed!