Chapter 931: 10,000 Years of Part-time Work
"What are you talking about, you want us to build roads and buildings here?" As soon as Fang Jueyu's words fell, those martial artists were immediately unconvinced.
No matter how they say it, they are all transcendents who dominate one side, and they will be admired by thousands of people when they walk into any civilization, and only others have built sculptures, dojos and even temples for them, when will it be their turn to do this kind of work?
"Lin Zhengying, why did you decide to stay with us, can you stop us if we want to leave?"
"That's right, we don't want anything here!"
"Brothers, let's go!"
These warriors were already a little frightened by Fang Jueyu in their hearts, since the plan of moral kidnapping failed, they also knew very well that this treasure trove had nothing to do with them, in this case, it was better to take the thirty-six strategies than to lose their lives here!
"Of course I don't have a problem with you leaving, I'm a very easy-going person, even if you anger me, I won't kill you, after all, a father can tolerate all his son's mistakes!" Fang Jueyu spread his hands.
The corners of those martial artists' eyes twitched, Fang Jueyu was completely taking advantage of them, but the power was stronger than others, could they still turn their faces with Fang Jueyu for a little tongue gain at this time?
Not to mention Fang Jueyu's unfathomable strength, just one of the thousands of demigods who came out casually, none of them wanted to go back alive today.
Don't say it's a son, even if it's a grandson, they can only endure it!
"But!" Fang Jueyu's tone suddenly increased, "But I'm just a guest today, these seniors are the masters of this Oras Capital, if you want to leave, shouldn't you say hello to these masters first?"
Fang Jueyu turned sideways, and suddenly revealed the figures of the ten demigod undead.
"Young man, they are from your Universe Federation, aren't you going to protect them?" The black-robed undead suddenly became a little curious.
"I don't know them, what am I protecting them for?" Fang Jueyu said lightly, "Each family sweeps the snow in front of the door, who cares if others have nosebleeds? Are they dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"
"Hahaha, good boy, your temper is good for me, if I were still alive, I would definitely be able to make a New Year's friend with you!" The black-robed undead happened to have no place to vent his anger.
It's not realistic to fight with Fang Jueyu at all, they can't do anything at all, but they don't do anything and feel aggrieved, there is just a punching bag sent to the door, Fang Jueyu doesn't plan to help them, this is simply too good!
"What kind of friendship is it in the past?Who wants to make a year-old friendship with you!" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes and muttered, "You are all a dead person now, is it possible that there is still a ghost relationship?"
"In that case, then you're welcome!" The black-robed undead body gushed out a thick black qi, condensing into a skeleton of energy around his body.
"it?" Fang Jueyu casually found a stone and sat down, looking like he was watching a play.
Countless tentacles and arms were differentiated from the skeleton, and they overwhelmingly probed towards those martial artists, unable to defeat Fang Jueyu, couldn't they kill this group of transcendents?
"Run!"
"Lin Zhengying, you are actually in the same stream with these undead, the Universe Federation will not let you go!"
"You actually assisted the undead to kill humans, you will be spurned!"
Those martial artists struggled to resist the attacks of these tentacles, and at the same time scolded Fang Jueyu.
"Help, did I do it?" Fang Jueyu spread his hands, "You can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, I'm sitting here quietly alone, I didn't do anything, you are not allowed to splash dirty water on me!"
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Ahh
None of them can get out!
"I'm willing to build roads and palaces! Lin Zhengying, you can save my life!"
"I'm willing to stay!Lin Zhengying, let him stop!"
"I do, too!"
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"Okay, okay, since everyone loves labor so much and is so active, how can I not satisfy you?"
Fang Jueyu shouted at the black-robed undead, "That big guy, take in the supernatural powers, you don't want to rely on those brainless undead to help you rebuild this capital, right?"
The black-robed demigods didn't have the idea of killing them all, their existence was to guard the capital, and it just so happened that the daily maintenance of the capital needed people, and a few of them would not do such a thing.
When Fang Jueyu proposed to let them build roads and houses just now, in fact, those demigods and undead were very excited, they were not stupid, they naturally could see that Fang Jueyu's behavior just now was just to force them to soften, and now that the goal had been achieved, there was no need for him to kill them all.
"Look, a slut is only to be honest if he is beaten!" Fang Jueyu didn't have the slightest affection for these martial artists who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob and fish in troubled waters, he didn't kill them, he thought he was already quite merciful.
"But I don't want these people to do anything about the treasures of our Oras City all day long!" The black-robed undead suddenly thought of something, although their strength could not turn any waves, but if they were really planning to seize the treasure here every day, they would not have the strength to stare at them three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
"It's easy!" Fang Jueyu took out a bottle of purple liquid from his body, stretched out his finger and dipped it in some, and immediately scribbled in the void.
A purple line floated in the air like a caterpillar and slowly wriggled, Fang Jueyu raised his hand and patted this mark directly on the back of the neck of the martial artist he grabbed just now, and a burst of smoke suddenly rose from the back of his neck, and this mark was also imprinted on his skin.
"My cosmic source power! What about my cosmic source power?" The martial artist was extremely frightened, he actually found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by something, except for the physique that a king-level transcendent should have, he couldn't use other powers at all!
"Wonderful!" the black-robed demigod applauded, "This should be the magic talisman in the Root Universe, right?"
"Yo, uncle, you know a lot!" This talisman is specially used to block the energy in the body of the martial artist, and the power of this shackle is enough to maintain in their body for 10,000 years.
"Come here, line up one by one if you want to live!" Fang Jueyu beckoned to those martial artists, "You can work here for 10,000 years, after 10,000 years, the power of this talisman can disappear, and then you can leave here!"
"10,000 years ......" everyone is unwilling in their eyes, but what can they do? 10,000 years is just 10,000 years, for the top transcendents, the eyes are closed and opened.
Tens of thousands of warriors could only resign themselves to their fate and line up in a long line, willingly accepting Fang Jueyu's destruction.
A few hours later, these warriors were completely reduced to coolies, and they couldn't even fly after losing their cosmic source power, let alone the treasure house door that could only be found by relying on energy perception.
From now on, they can only honestly work as a group of construction workers in this hellish place.
"Get out, why don't you hurry up and clean up?" Seeing that they hadn't made the slightest move, Fang Jueyu was suddenly dissatisfied.
The group of warriors shuddered with fright, and immediately headed towards the area that had been pretended to be ruins by Fang Jueyu and his demigod puppets.
"Alright, young man, you've had enough, tell me the purpose of your trip!" the highest-ranking demigod finally spoke again, "I believe what you're looking for must be not easy, right?"