Xueba's empty eyes fluttered, and what appeared in those eyes was shock, incomprehension, and anger as if he had been insulted.

"Lord Sherlock, maybe you haven't read my resume carefully, in the first year of admission, I can skillfully master summoning and controlling skeleton soldiers, in the tenth year, I can manipulate more than a hundred skeleton legions, in the twentieth year, I began to study more advanced undead spells, and since then, a paper of the undead system has been published in ...... every year."

Xueba began to speak very quickly, but was interrupted by Sherlock raising his hand.

"No, it's not a problem in this regard, I don't question your expertise at all, as a lich, your achievements are definitely worthy of a once-in-a-millennium genius. But you are not good enough when it comes to the spirit of dedication to serving the eternal kingdom. ”

Sherlock continues:

"The people of the Eternal Kingdom may not be as good as you in terms of personal ability, but each of them has a heart to work hard for the Eternal Kingdom, and every day they open their eyes, they think about how to build the Eternal Kingdom into the most evil and greatest dungeon, and they even die of overwork, but they also die with laughter, because they know that their death is not meaningless, all for the purpose of building the Eternal Kingdom."

Xueba frowned, and he pondered for a moment.

After calming down a little, Xueba found that there was something slightly wrong in this series of things.

Among them...... Is there a pit waiting to jump on your own?

Is it true that every one of the people in his dungeon, as he says, is willing to sacrifice everything for the eternal kingdom until he dies of overwork?

If this is true, how did he do it?

No, this can't be true, goblins are creatures that dare to participate in the graduation test of the Academy of the Dead, and it can be said that they have been drugged, and they are not afraid of death, but when they build dungeons every day, they can work hard every day, even if they die of overwork, they can die with a smile?

Xueba's hollow cranial cavity fell into chaos.

Xueba vaguely felt that these things were not simple, because when the name of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon first appeared, all the things about this dungeon and the Sherlock Lord were some strange and unexplained things.

What the superior demon in front of him was doing and saying was completely illogical, but he couldn't feel that he was lying and deceiving himself.

"Young man, I know that you went to a higher education institution and received higher education, and you have just stepped out of campus and into society, and your heart is inevitably a little high." Sherlock said calmly:

"These goblins may not have the same talent as you, fifty years of school, and they don't have the talent of you, and they can be called once-in-a-millennium geniuses, but for me, they are the best people, and they have advantages that you don't have."

"So, go back, Xueba, when you are ready to truly come as a citizen of the eternal realm, when you have those goblin-like consciousnesses, you will be able to get my approval."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he turned around, leaving only Xueba's tall back.

Xueba watched Sherlock's figure fade away, his head bowed, and his empty head somehow remembered his mentor, Professor Bacon.

In his memory, Professor Bacon taught him how to properly taste bloody chrysanthemum tea.

In the middle of the night, wrapped in a black cloak, he quietly inspected the dormitory of poor female students.

Professor Bacon's voice and words flashed one after another, but Xueba suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth.

“…… With such an open-mindedness and financial resources, the future is limitless...... You don't really think that Master Sherlock found some way to get a high-IQ goblin without money, and then happened to be short of money, so he sent those goblins in exchange for money, right? ”

“…… I built a good relationship with him, and I tried hard to persuade him, and in the end, I was able to broker a cooperation agreement between our Academy of the Dead and the Eternal Realm. ”

When the picture of this scene appeared in Xueba's empty brain, Xueba's entire train of thought was opened up and suddenly enlightened!

If what the teacher says is right......

Xueba strengthened his eyes, looked at Sherlock's back, and in the empty brain, he once again deduced everything that happened, and in combination with the teacher's words, Xueba's heart determined one point:

All of this is because Master Sherlock has a good relationship with the teacher, and he is the most important disciple of the teacher, and Lord Sherlock is a high-ranking demon who combines financial resources, strength, and power.

So the teacher wants to use this relationship to help himself.

This demon was for the sake of Professor Bacon's face, and promised Professor Bacon to use my curiosity to let me work in the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom, and endure so many hardships along the way, that I even had to pay for the service fee!

In Xueba's opinion, Lord Sherlock is indeed very powerful, and in the entire northern underworld, only Lord Sherlock can take on the graduation project of the entire Academy of the Dead by himself.

This is the teacher showing a path for himself!

Xueba's ribs felt warm, and the image of Professor Bacon in his heart became taller and taller, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, it turned out that this was the case, teacher......

"Lord Sherlock!"

Xueba shouted at Sherlock's departing back.

Sherlock stopped and looked back, his face confused.

"I'm sorry! Lord Sherlock! I was too arrogant just now, I already know what to do, I won't ask for any salary, I won't ask for any rest days, since there is still so much knowledge in this world that I don't know, I should study well on your side, lower my profile, I am willing to join the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon as an apprentice! But ......"

The light in Xueba's eyes flashed:

"Please take me on a tour of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon first, and let me make sure that the people of the Eternal Kingdom are really as Lord Sherlock said!"

Sherlock, who had already walked a little distance, was silent for a while, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking, and when the ribs of the top student began to drum a little, Sherlock shouted loudly:

"You make a contract first!"

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Xueba hides his figure and follows Sherlock's side.

Why hide the figure, according to Sherlock's words, is:

"Since you want to visit it first, then follow me incognito, so that you can really see the appearance of my people working hard for the future of the dungeon, and it is more credible, isn't it?"

Beside Xueba, there is a group of dirty goblins, and they are surrounded by Sherlock, to be exact.

Each of these goblins has a weird green text on their heads, and they hold a pickaxe, a dagger, a chisel, a hammer without a handle, and ...... What's that yellow lump of?

One by one, these goblins widened their eyes and said something "No plot?" "Just a daily patrol?" "Scattered, scattered." That's the case.

Soon, they dispersed.

Without any overseers, and without saying a word from the demon lord in front of them, the goblins were very conscious of building houses, grinding stones, carrying heavy objects, or hammering hard diamonds with pickaxes.

Everyone has a smile of joy or a relaxed look on their faces.

Even if a goblin broke his leg because he was carrying too large a rock.

The goblin dragged his broken leg and limped towards Sherlock, even greeting his companion on the way:

"Let's go brush the materials together? Wait until I'm done moving the bricks. ”

"Okay, I'm going to move bricks together."

The goblin walked up to Sherlock, and before he could speak, Sherlock said to him:

"Take a break, don't move bricks."

The goblin was stunned for a moment, and then cried out aggrievedly:

"Didn't I just break a leg, and you told me not to move bricks? Someone was crushed by a stone before, can't he still move bricks? Woo woo, why can't I do it, I want to move bricks, oh woo woo, Lao Xia, I want to move bricks! ”

Looking at the goblin crying pear blossom begging to move bricks with rain, the top students were stunned, what is this?

Sherlock raised his hand and healed his broken leg, and the goblin left crying, moving bricks with tears in his eyes.

Sherlock continued to walk with Xueba, and soon reached the front line of the excavation business district, where the goblins in the teens were scrawny, and judging by the dust accumulated on their bodies, they had been doing this kind of hardy labor for a long time.

But they still talk and laugh:

"I'm so happy, I didn't expect to grab the mining task!"

"yes, yes, I thought I was going to go there to polish the slate today."

"I have to mine every day,, my physical strength has bottomed out, it seems that I am going to be tired to death, hahaha, Made's laughing to death, do you dare to believe that mining is overworked? Remember to help me ......"

One of the goblins was talking happily, and then with a "plop" he fell to the ground on his back, smiling and closing his eyes forever.

He, smiling, died of overwork.

The moment he died, the goblins on the side were stunned for a moment, and someone shouted:

"? And maintenance? Forget it, mining mining, he will put this first. ”

They continued to dig up and did not even bury the bodies of their companions.

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