Nishizawa added, "As for what you just said about the fact that the entire caveman society is a bit dull, I have also thought of a way. ”

"You can hold competitions among the earthworm and the mushroom maker from time to time, and whoever raises the best earthworms and mushrooms will get an additional reward, which can be literacy, more food, or even more mates," Nishizawa threw out the concept of competition.

"Competition will become the source of motivation for cavemen, and those who stand at the top of society will become the goal of those at the bottom to continue to strive upward, which is a positive positive cycle. ”

The skeletal spearman's soul fire trembled violently, as if he was thinking fiercely.

"I see, Thank you, Lord Supreme, for what you said to me today! I will arrange these things at once!" Bonn was excited.

Nishizawa snorted and slowly turned back to the throne.

Casually mention something, you can trigger the thinking and shock of the employees under your command, the life of the traverser is so unpretentious and boring.

......

Returning to the throne and looking at the somewhat empty room, Nishizawa shook his head.

The entire throne, except for his throne, Celia's princess seat, and the candlesticks on either side, was as empty as a bladder that had just run out of urine.

In particular, the books were not placed at all, but were piled up on the ground in different categories, which made the undead monarch who suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder quite unhappy.

"Why don't you build a bookshelf?" Nishizawa thought for a moment, and used his mental power to manipulate the undead guarding the throne to go to the treasury to get tools and materials.

Wood, hammers, nails, Nishizawa used these things to create a simple bookshelf in the corner between the thrones.

He then manipulated the undead to sort the books into categories.

After a moment, the Undead Monarch sat on his throne and looked at the bookshelf, slightly satisfied.

At this stage, it is enough to use this shelf for books.

However, there will definitely be more and more books in the Great Tomb in the future, and Nishizawa is already planning to expand the throne and dig a huge room on the side to store books.

At this time, the communicator that had been in Nishizawa's pocket vibrate.

The Undead Monarch pulled out the communicator and saw that the shiny copper shell had now been filled with magic and turned an abnormally reddish hue.

As expected, it should be the two little vampires who have finished contacting Finley of the Gills Tribe.

Nishizawa steadied himself and put on a majestic tone, tapping the bright brass paddle.

There was a very distorted voice coming from the communicator - but it quickly adjusted in the space of three breaths, and although it was still a little distorted, it was almost audible whose voice it was.

"Supreme Lord, I'm ...... I'm Lis!" The younger brother of the two little vampires said a little shyly, it was the first time he had used this communicator to chat directly with the Supreme Lord, and he didn't know what to do.

"Lisi, don't be nervous, just report back as you normally do with me. Nishizawa smiled dumbly, comforting the vampire brother.

Hearing the Supreme Lord's encouragement, the little vampire relaxed, and he said seriously, "My sister and I discussed it all night, and decided not to expose it at the same time, but let me go and talk to Finley Gloll alone. ”

Nishizawa nodded in his heart when he heard this.

This cautious style is very good.

Didn't put all your eggs in one basket.

What if Finley temporarily repents and discovers that there are two undead spies in his tribe, and he does it in a fit of anger.

Nishizawa couldn't help but give the two little vampires a thumbs up in his heart.

So cautious, there is my wind!

"The conversation went well, and Finley was quite shocked to learn that Castle Black had been swallowed up by the Great Tomb," Lisi said seriously, "and at first his reaction was to refuse, as he had never been in contact with our Great Tomb. ”

Nishizawa nodded slightly.

Whether it's the mole and caveman of the Dungeon of the King of Mad, the vampire of the vampire dungeon, or the fishman of the swamp, they all developed in the hundred years after the fall of the dead ghost daddy and the separation of the heirs of the three undead emperors.

In the past hundred years, the Great Tomb under the leadership of the Demon King Nishizawa has deteriorated, and the influence of the Great Tomb has become weaker and weaker.

In the end, the demon king Nishizawa ran to the human city to rob at the end of his rope, and you can imagine what poverty has forced a young undead monarch to be!

"But when Finley heard that there was a tribe of cavemen under the jurisdiction of our Great Tomb, he changed his mind," the little vampire said, holding up his little head and a little shy, "Finley Grey decided to come and visit for himself to see how the cavemen under the rule of the Great Tomb lived, and then decide whether to join the Great Tomb. ”

Nishizawa's soul jumped.

This fish-man is kind of interesting.

Before the crossing, it's like a field trip.

"Tell Finley Firmy, I promised," the Undead Monarch said indifferently, "but I won't come forward, and I'll let Hordo take care of the reception when the time comes." ”

Lisi nodded hurriedly, "Of course, no matter how wise Finley Cang Gill is, he is just a fishman from a small tribe, how can he be worthy of the Supreme Lord's personal reception." ”

Nishizawa was a little curious.

Is this Finley really as he said before, very smart and wise?

He remembered that the previous information also said that Finley had a name - the White Wise Man of the Canggill Tribe.

The Undead Monarch casually asked, "You've been in contact with Finley, what kind of fish-man is he?"

Lisi was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Finley Gill, like his name, he is dressed in pure white scales, quick and wise, and is completely different from those ordinary fishmen who are muddy. ”

The little vampire said seriously, "Lord Supreme, I think that if Finley Canggill was born in the Red Claw Tribe or even any big tribe, he would rely on his super talent to integrate his troops and start the path of unification of the Great Swamp. ”

After speaking, Lisi sighed, "It's a pity that he is just a member of an ordinary small tribe, even the son of the patriarch can't turn the tide." ”

"If you don't have enough force, no amount of wisdom can help. "The little vampire came to the conclusion that he had been in the Gills Tribe for so long.

Nishizawa nodded in surprise, "Very good, Lisi, you can think of so much outside your mind, it is beyond my expectations." ”

Lisi looked ashamed again, "Don't praise me, I just learned this from the words and deeds of the Supreme Lord." ”

Nishizawa looked confused.

What do I teach by example?

This kid is making up for it again, right?

Hey, it's a real headache, why do my employees like to make up for their brains more than one another?

"Okay, that's it for you if you don't have any other information," Nishizawa stopped talking with a dry cough, "I'll let Hordo go out to greet him when Finley Grey Gill visits." ”

"Yes!" the little vampire replied respectfully.