"I haven't seen you for a long time, Lord Sherlock. I rushed over as soon as I received your letter. I didn't expect you to be able to develop the dungeon so much so quickly. I believe that it is only a matter of time before you surpass the Eternal Fire Dungeon.
That’s all.”
As Professor Bacon spoke, he poured the bloody chrysanthemum tea into his mouth. The red tea slid down Professor Bacon's bones and finally dripped onto the ground.
"Running a dungeon is just one of my hobbies. In fact, I have a lot of businesses, and I've been very busy lately."
Sherlock sighed, looking very tired.
"By the way, I have to wipe the butts of those people from the Merchant Alliance. Hahahaha, I'm just kidding."
Professor Bacon made a joke easily. One was a high-level demon and the other was an undead spirit. They were not in the same camp as the Merchant Alliance.
"The main reason is that people's hearts are not as old as before. Many people now don't know the cruelty of war. They think about making trouble every day and get confused when they are incited. Young people, it's really hard to say."
Sherlock was like an old man, speaking in a serious and thoughtful tone.
"Yes, the war years..."
Professor Bacon's empty eyes showed an expression of reminiscence.
"Actually, calling Professor Bacon over this time is also related to this aspect."
Sherlock rubbed his temples, Professor Bacon leaned forward and asked:
"Is this a matter of the Merchant Alliance? Do you need my help?"
"No, it's about the war."
After hearing Sherlock's words, Professor Bacon showed a surprised expression and said:
"War? Has a dungeon declared war on Lord Sherlock? It's really surprising."
"Of course it's not a battle between dungeons. It's impossible for the Demon Council to allow private wars. I'm talking about people from the surface world."
Sherlock continued:
"My dungeon is very close to the nearest ground exit. Professor Bacon should know this, right?"
"Yes, I know, it's only about a day away. To be honest, I've been worried about you."
Professor Bacon frowned his cracked eyebrows and said this.
"Actually, I was also worried about this. After the group of humans discovered the entrance, I quickly arranged for a partner of mine to control the situation."
Professor Bacon was stunned for a moment:
"Control the situation?"
"Yes, let my partners become their leaders." Sherlock spread his hands and said:
"You also know that the game of power on the ground is much more serious than what we have here. They value power more than anything else, so once you gain power, even if you are a high-ranking devil, you can still become a leader. But here we
, for a priest to want to be a leader is simply..."
Sherlock originally wanted to say that it was simply a fantasy, but he suddenly thought of his former office director, the Beast, who was a priest who believed in the Holy Light. He quickly revised it and said:
"Well, it's a very difficult thing. But that's not the point I want to say. What I want to say is that after controlling the humans who discovered us, I have a new idea."
"Um...what's the idea?"
Professor Bacon no longer knew what expression to use to face Sherlock. The passage between the underground world and the surface world had been discovered. Those crazy humans were probably going to rush over, but the man in front of him
The upper demon didn't show any signs of panic. Not only that, he even made his partner their leader!
As for whether this partner's true identity is a servant, it's still unclear.
"I am very concerned about the daily study situation of the students in the Academy of the Undead. I know that your Academy of the Undead usually conducts battle exercises with each other, but if you consider that there will definitely be wars between us and the races on the ground in the future, if we don't do it now
Practice harder, and by the time the lichs actually face them, it may be too late. As you know, those people on the ground look a bit strange, and I'm worried that the lichs will be frightened when they see them."
Sherlock said with a worried look.
"Well, Lord Sherlock, what you said makes sense, so what you mean is..."
"Taking this opportunity, let's open a new dungeon. No, I mean, let's establish a new partnership. The lives of those races on the ground are not important or valuable. If they die in the Academy of the Undead, they will not be able to survive at all.
No one will care, we can completely use this opportunity to guide them to the Academy of the Dead and make their due contribution to the teaching of your school!"
Sherlock said righteously.
"Lord Sherlock... I am really touched. On behalf of the principal and his family, I would like to thank you!" Professor Bacon stood up with tears in his eyes:
"However, since Sir Sherlock can control the actions of those humans, why not just capture them and peel off the magic stones? It is quite efficient to directly use human souls to peel off the magic stones."
Professor Bacon asked.
"I also want to... I mean, of course I want to do it, but money is still not as good as the education industry for me. Of course, I may have to charge a little fee, mainly cost.
, you also know that it costs money to build the portal and transport these humans."
After Sherlock finished speaking, Professor Bacon was immediately moved and said:
"Of course!"
"Then, let's discuss the specific content..."
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Lancelot was stunned when he saw the incredible scene in front of him.
The two hundred bandits slaughtered the crowd crazily at first, but after a period of killing, they found that these humans, goblins and elves who were killed like chickens were not defeated in any way, and they were not even afraid.
There is no expression at all.
They seemed to only have eyes for the mounts under their crotches, trying their best to kill the bandits and then seize the horses.
The kind of madness shown made even Lancelot shudder. As for the three hamsters, Lancelot had no time to look for them. They seemed to have hidden at the beginning of the battle.
The bandits were quickly defeated, but the fighting did not stop. The horses left by the bandits were very limited, and around those horses, a new round of war broke out...
(To make up for the update, today is still the fifth update. Last night I fell asleep while typing on my phone while writing... The worst thing is that when I woke up in the morning, all the manuscripts of more than a thousand words were gone... Please give me a monthly vote)