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Kuta used to be a tax collector of the Merovingian family, and his reputation was very bad in the Merovingian family's territory, and the farmers and merchants in that territory called him 'damn **** Kuta' behind his back, because he completely ignored people's lives and deaths when he collected taxes, and **** Kuta also knew that he was actually a shield to attract public hatred, but he didn't care about this at all.

Only by working hard and collecting more taxes for the family can he gain the appreciation from above, and then he can continue to climb up.

But after working with infamy for more than ten years, **** Kuta found that even if he completed the tax task perfectly, the senior officials of the family would not reward him for it, and he could only be a bully tax official who trembled in front of ordinary people.

Kuta felt that this matter was very unfair, why could those guys who were always unable to collect taxes properly because of sympathy be able to rise to prominence, and he, a 'capable official' who could scrape the floor every time, should be a local tax collector for the rest of his life?

One day, the wizard of the Cult of the Cursed God quietly approached the **** Kuta and told him that if he could turn to serve the Cult of the Cursed, then the Cult would give him a position that he could not reach in his life, and he would become a noble man with the power of life and death.

Under such temptation, **** Kuta did not hesitate to betray the Merovingian family, and he, along with many officials who betrayed the Merovingian family like him, opened the door of the family's resource treasury to the Cursed God Cult, and the starting resources of the Cursed God Sect were obtained in this way.

Disasters are created using enemy resources to build their own functional buildings, and then exploding a massive army before they can react.

In reality, this is not possible, but in the world of the Imperial Age, as long as you have access to the warehouse in this area, then you can mobilize the resources in it anywhere in the area covered by the warehouse, and this dastardly method, combined with the advantage that the undead Scourge soldiers do not need living people to train, is the reason why the Scourge spreads like an avalanche in the central region of Europa.

Kuta got the promised status, he was now a master necromancer at the headquarters, one of the ten great overseers of the slave quarry, whether it was a nobleman in the pit or an ordinary person, he could let whoever he wanted die, and the real power was in his hands.

Every day, drinking the special red wine in the Cursed Cult Wine Workshop, eating the special pork chops provided by the Cursed Cult Farm, and watching the slaves in the pit beat their heads and bleed for a little food, this is the favorite pastime of the overseer, but now, for some reason, he is restless, and the sweet red wine box and delicious meat steak can't arouse his appetite, and he walks around anxiously.

"The subject only managed to pick up a small piece of moldy bread on the eighth day, and she probably won't be able to hold it anymore."

The Great Elder threw a very precious test subject into the pit under his jurisdiction for some kind of experiment, but he didn't expect this little test subject girl to be so useless, he had more than doubled the amount of food he put in, but she still didn't grab it.

Listening to the tone of the Great Elder, this experimental subject has a lot to do with it, if he is starved to death in the tunnel under his jurisdiction, then he will have to bear a lot of responsibility, which is simply a catastrophe for the **** Kuta who wants to climb to the top of the Divine Sect.

"No! I'm going to...... I'm going to have to do something, come on, come on! Come with me to the slave tunnel! Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Yin Wensu was stirring the dinner in the jar with a flat wooden plank, which he called 'bean soup rice', and said that it was a popular snack in his hometown, but it was nothing more than a mess of beans, mashed jerky, and breadcrumbs.

It's not easy for children to grab food, but now there is another Dongdong who can barely grab food, Yin Wensu and Youshi gave her the rations they snatched, but fortunately, the food put in recently has been abnormally doubled, otherwise the three of them would be hungry.

"Ah~ Dandan noodles, rattan pepper hand, spicy rabbit head, cold pot skewers, steamed beef in xiaolong, pearl yuanzi, red oil somen ......"

Yin Wensu stirred the food in the jar while muttering a lot of strange terms, like a wizard who was stewing potions.

"What are you doing?"

Sitting on the opposite side, Youshi raised his head and stared at Yin Wensu with inorganic eyes, obviously affected by the other party's 'spell'.

"I'm dying."

The little boy touched his stomach, which was getting hungrier and hungrier, and raised his head and replied seriously.

The food here is always not enough to eat, even if it can be eaten, it is definitely not delicious, Yin Wensu has a pair of clever hands that can make this kind of 'feed' barely become food, and can make the food more satisfying, but the three children still can't eat enough.

"Strange Flavor Rabbit Dice, Strange Flavor Chicken Nuggets, Husband and Wife Lung Slices, Bangbang Chicken ......"

"Shut up, or I'll turn against you."

"Mapo tofu, five-spice braised pork ribs, sugar and oil fruits, water chestnut cake, fat rice noodles ......"

Yoush saw that he couldn't bluff this guy at all, so he had to cover his ears and run to the corner of the wall.

The two of them were very quiet, and they didn't make a noise, the little guy was now wrapped in a broken blanket and shrunk in the corner of the room to rest, and from time to time he would make one or two uncomfortable coughs, she was in a state of sleep, and the heavy work during the day was too much burden on her, but this child was stupid to think that as long as she worked hard, Yin Wensu and Youshi would be happy.

Knock doesn't know that there is a miserable people in this world called slaves, and he doesn't know that he is working for the undead.

The little one's originally white palms were now ground out of seven or eight blood blisters, and the muscles of her shoulders and arms were also bruised from strain, and the dust in the air hurt Dongdong's lungs, which were not very healthy, causing her to sometimes cough strongly and even cough up blood.

'A little more food, or some medicine. We can't just watch Dong Dong weaken day by day. ’

Yin Wensu and Youshi didn't see Dongdong as a burden, even if they had only known each other for a few days, they were also companions who depended on each other.

The crown has been given to those men. The plan is also on track...... Maybe I can get some medicine from those people? Their living conditions are much better than in this place, and they should be able to get some food and medicine. ’

Just when the boy was thinking about Dong Dong in his heart, there was a very noisy sound outside, and the sound of whips and cursing was so obvious in the panicked screams and running of the slaves, Yin Wensu immediately knew that the chief overseer had come to inspect here.

Surrounded by a kind of cursed god cult human warriors, the fat-fleshed master necromancer came to the slave-dwelling place, and he seemed to be in a hurry, knocking over the non-wandering slaves along the way, and reaching a room under the fearful gaze of the crowd.

A human swordsman willing to become a lackey of the Cult of the Damned Gods broke into the room, kicked over the food that Yin Wensu had been stewing for a long time, and then grabbed the little girl who was resting in the corner and dragged her out with her dazed but frightened screams.

"You ...... What are you going to do? I don't want to go to that place full of monsters! Let me go... Ahem... Let go! ”

Dongdong, who was picked up like a chick, thought that the terrible experimental life was going to continue, so he was scared and cried again and again.

Youshi clenched his fists, and he was about to rush forward to save Dongdong, but Yin Wensu held the impulsive man tightly.

After catching Dong Dong, the overseer who came to inspect did not continue the rest of the trip, but turned back the same way in a hurry.

After they were far away, Yin Wensu let go of Youshi, who immediately turned around and punched him in the face.

"Why are you stopping me, Yin Wensu...... You're not that coward, you have to explain it clearly, or you'll break it up. ”

Youshi said to his companion who was knocked down again, his words this time were not a joke, and Yin Wensu's behavior crossed his bottom line.

"Really...... You've punched hard enough, but don't worry. Knock Knock will be safe and well taken care of in the overseer, and the overseer will send Knock back here as soon as tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, I promise you. ”

This is a very unreliable guarantee, but it softened Youshi's expression, this little boy named Yin Wensu has a lot of secrets, he knows that knowledge is beyond his age and can accurately predict some things, his guarantee has never been disappointed.

Youshi just put down his fist, but he was punched in the stomach by Yin Wensu, who got up, and the venting mutual beating began.

Yin Wensu's judgment was very accurate, crying and struggling to be carried away, Dong Dong found that these people did not take her to the circular square full of monsters, nor did they fix her to something like a cutting board, she was taken to a villa that looked terrible on the outside, but was very magnificent inside, there were no undead monsters with malicious intentions, only some people with strange emotions.

The little guy is now sitting in a hall with her head shrunk, she has just been pulled by a group of people to take a shower and then changed into a beautiful dress, this dress seems to be a little big on Dongdong's body, Dongdong, who is already very young, so it looks more childish and cute.

There is no wailing and crying of dead souls here, no malice to tear themselves to pieces, not even the heaviness of giving up hope in the quarry, the mood of the people who live here seems to be in a kind of guilt all the time, but in the guilt there is also a strange peace of mind, in short, they have no desire to bully themselves, but Dong Dong is still very afraid.

There don't seem to be child seats in this place, so the chair that the little one sits on is very large, the big one can be directly lying on it, and the chair has a soft leather backrest and cushions, but Dong Dong has been sitting on it and shivering pitifully.

Soon after, a well-dressed waiter approached, and the stranger who had suddenly approached slipped under the long table in front of her, but instead of bullying her, he placed a fragrant roast chicken and a thick soup in front of her.

After the waiter left, Dongdong carefully crawled out from under the tablecloth, like a little mouse frightened by a cat.

Dong Dong didn't know that his stupid appearance made the **** Kuta in the shadows and his wizards and acolytes anxious.

"Why doesn't she eat? It stands to reason that she should have been hungry in the tunnel for a long time, although the two little ghosts usually gave her some food, but the amount was not enough for the three children to eat, why didn't she eat? ”

This is the little hamster that the big boss fostered in their place, if one is accidentally fed to death, the big boss's thunderous wrath will fall directly on everyone's heads, and the cursed god has never had anything to do with the word tolerance.

"My lord, maybe she's too scared? Someone needs to lure her into eating. ”

"Good! How do you say you should lure her into eating? ”

Kuta asked in a hurry.

"That...... If there was one who could eat in front of her, maybe it would make her interested in food, right? ”

This sounds like a good idea, so when he returns to his seat, Dong Dong soon finds that there is a round uncle on the other side of the long table, who is eating the steak and bread in front of him with exaggerated movements.

Then Dong Dong sat on the chair and watched for an hour for some reason, until the **** Kuta couldn't eat anymore.

The **** Kuta who switched to the Cult of the Cursed God is a very good talent, he has a very good ability to carry out orders, and his personal strength is also outstanding among master necromancers, but what he is most proud of is his good appetite.

On this continent, people generally believe that eating a lot means being healthy, **** Kuta is fat but his body is really good, but no matter how good his appetite is, he can't stand chewing and swallowing for an hour, and the overseer has eaten his face blue.

"You...... You...... Why don't you eat it, you dead girl! ”

Looking at Dongdong's wide-eyed puzzled look, **** Kuta's heart couldn't help but be on fire, this experimental subject can't beat or scold, so it's okay to roar twice, right?

The fat uncle's roar almost scared Dong Dong under the table again, and she struggled to maintain her seat, looking at each other with teary eyes, and returned in a somewhat out of tune voice.

"I ...... I...... I'm scared. ”

"There is roast chicken to eat, and there is a delicious thick soup to accompany the meal, which is a treatment only for the aristocracy! You have also enjoyed the treatment of a noble lady before, why should you be afraid? You deserve to enjoy it! ”

is worthy of being a former tax officer, **** Kuta's face is really very intimidating.

"I ...... I...... I'm still scared! I don't want this place anymore, I want to go home, woo wow wow wow~"

Dong Dong was scared to cry as a matter of course.

That hellish experience made Dongdong very afraid of everyone with the power of curse and death on them, and always felt that these guys were here to bully him as long as they appeared.

"Hey, hey! What's going on with you? Why are you still crying? You are not allowed to cry! In the name of the overseer, I command that you must not cry! ”

Kuta slammed the table angrily, and then he felt his stomach churn, and the overseer's face suddenly turned a little greener.

On the other side of the long table, Dong Dong cried even louder.

But this farcical scene did not last long, the little one did not have much physical strength to make her cry so fiercely, she cried and cried and fell asleep on the chair.

"Your Excellency...... That's not the way to go, otherwise we'd just have poured her hard. ”

After Dong Dong fell asleep, the **** Kuta's men came out and began to offer advice.

"No, forget it, just hard pour, such a little girl, if she pours out a good one, we will be the ones who will be killed by the Great Elder in the end."

Kuta was holding his stomach in one hand and his head in the other, and the cry he had just made him still have a little tinnitus.

"Take her to ...... Take it to the room next to my study. I don't believe she won't eat tomorrow morning! ”

At the time of this series of events in the quarry, the battle between the Alliance and the Abaddon army around the Kadian corridor had begun, due to the undead scourge using new troops and tactics with meat grinders as the main force, the alliance army suffered a big loss after the war, and the troops of 2,000 people were wiped out under the fire of the meat grinder, and then the eye-opening meat grinder cluster impact divided the alliance army into two parts, east and west, and the battle situation suddenly became very bad.

The long-range firepower ferocious and frontal meat grinder regiment invisibly played the role of a tank, and the undead scourge made a gorgeous swipe on the army side after the undead scourge was used in the air force.

Although the humans of this world can also create catapults and ballistae that can move on their own with unknown power, these vehicles are very fragile and slow to attack and move, and can be quickly eliminated with cavalry, while the undead meat grinder can run as fast as infantry, and the firepower is very fierce, and it can throw deadly plague barrels.

The Coalition forces attempted to send siege weapons units to bombard the enemy, and as a result, the Coalition lost all of their catapults and ballistas, but because of the commander's decisive retreat, many of the siege weapon operators survived.

Although it can move on its own, siege weapons must be operated by hand to fire accurately.

Believing that victory was within his grasp, Abaddon ordered a temporary halt to the attack to give humanity a sense of the fear of impending death.

As a result, the next day, a large number of improvised hand-pushed guns appeared in the coalition troops, which, under the cover of cavalry, cunningly bypassed the front of the meat grinder unit and bombarded it from the side.

Reluctantly, Abaddon retreated with the meat grinder troops, which had suffered huge losses, and yelled angrily as he left.

"Those human beings...... How many resources do those humans have! Where did they get so much money to build a hand-pushed cannon!!! ”

…… This is the romance of RMB fighters, which you liver fighters will never understand.