"Wake up Curtis and have him come over to me."

"Yes, sir."

Curtis, a fat diplomat in a top hat, tuxedo, single lenses, and a cane in his hand, looked almost exactly like his family.

As he pushed open the huge double doors in front of him, he came to the golden throne hall.

In front of him, on the huge golden throne, a lord in a beautiful black knight's armor sat there with one hand on his cheek and a lazy posture.

The butress in a tuxedo next to her stood elegantly to the side, with a white towel hanging from her left arm and a glass of red liquid pouring for the lord in her right hand, looking like a waiter.

Around the throne stood the famous Barons of Hell, dressed in heavy armor and armed with guns and shields.

That's what Curtis saw when he woke up, the only difference from when he fell asleep was that the lord's armor was changed, and the Hellboy was missing two.

"Did you sleep well? Curtis. Lott took the red wine from Maria, took a sip, and asked casually.

"Thanks to Lord Hongfu, everything is fine." The diplomat's right hand with his cane was placed across his abdomen, and he bowed his head and saluted, Curtis was not much worse than Maria in terms of etiquette compared to the others.

"Not bad." Lott shook his glass and tilted his head to look down, "A lot has happened in the past few days, Vickers will help you understand later." ”

Curtis nodded and asked, "My lord, during the time when the subordinates are asleep, have the clans performed their duties well to serve you?" ”

Curtis's family is the fat man who looks like him, wearing a tuxedo and smiling all over his face.

For example, the manager of the business department, the director of the administrative center, the host of the card house, and so on.

Even the F court is the same, the mimetic demon judges the case as the F officer, which is actually not a verdict, once there is an incident, the surveillance will be called out and broadcast to the jury next to him to watch, so that they can decide whether they are guilty or not.

And the picture played is like an invisible camera that has been following the perpetrators, and their every move can be seen clearly.

Under the super surveillance and observation of the dungeon, everything the criminals do no matter when and where they are not hidden.

In other words, there are no detectives or lawyers here.

Once the jury finds guilty, Officer F sends the offender to a small dark room, where they are placed in confinement, minutes, minutes, minutes, more than an hour, and so on, depending on the severity of the circumstances.

Of course, in the small dark room more than a minute, there are unrestricted death knights and large healing arrays placed there.

Imagine that when a criminal enters, the moment the door closes, a black shadow directly crushes his cheek to the ground, and then drags one leg into the healing array, and the next second after waking up, his body is trampled again

When the villains wantonly deprive others of their right to live, then it is no wonder that the devil treats them in their own way.

When you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back.

The above is the way to deal with the case, and the civil dispute is referred to the branch court for regulation, and the same monitoring is used to trace the incident.

Curtis's dependents perform their duties well, they control, formulate, and plan the daily order of the dungeon, and all normal social workings are running in an orderly manner under their management.

This is what allows Lott to develop and build with confidence, without being constrained by daily chores.

"Your family members are excellent, and it saves me a lot of trouble." Lott looked at Curtis and smiled.

"It's an honor to serve adults."

It's around one o'clock on Friday night.

In the hall of the realm, Curtis, who was standing next to him, quietly listened to Vickers tell him in detail about the current situation and what had happened so far, and then took the order to go out.

His mission is to convince the lords of the City of Glory to agree to open the Airport Teleportation Array here, so that their residents can come over and shop here - although it may affect the other party's economy considerably, it depends on Curtis's ability.

The diversion can barely be said to be over, because we have to wait for the results of the negotiations brought by the diplomats.

Lotte sat on the sofa and looked at the big screen in front of him, the live concert held by Ethel and his party looked quite exciting, and in the entire open-air square, countless green light sticks kept shaking against the stage in front of them.

"Friends in the back!! Let me see your hands!! ”

"\\(o)/Ya~~~!!"

"Let's get high!!!"

"Hey! Hi! Hi!!! ”

The singers on stage are quite good at agitating the atmosphere, and the crowd below is shouting wildly at the stage.

At this moment, the average value on the energy display soared from to high, whether it was ordinary people or adventurers, more than 10,000 people in the audience, which was simply overturned.

Current Energy Readings:

&bsp;10,000!

Lott also saw many familiar figures from the crowd through the monitor in his hand, such as Jill, Aaron, Miranda and others, as well as monsters disguised as humans, such as Mrs. Cow, Bat Monster, Demon Dragon Lizard and so on.

Everyone shook the glow sticks and hissed to the rhythm of the stage.

At the same time, Lott also found the figures of several big fat men in Sumir City, except for their great elders and individual principals, several others arrived.

At this time, they were wearing T-shirts, sweatpants, waving glow sticks, and playing like ordinary people frantically playing A at the singers on stage, as if they did not have the pretentious posture of the past, and they were no different from ordinary star-chasing fat people.

When they rode the wyvern during the day, they also followed the rules and lined up.

This group of fat people has changed sex?

In fact, they had always had the idea of fighting here, until later today, when the Praetorian Guards, who had been unable to reach them, suddenly ran back to the main city in droves, and each of them looked terrified.

After inquiring, he learned about the existence of the scarab beetle, and realized that the water in this dungeon was simply bottomless, so the voices about the idea of fighting here were divided into two factions.

Their Grand Elder still wants to start with the guild form, destroy the interior of the dungeon, gradually seize territory in the chaos, and finally seize power.

The other fat people said that they just want to live here with peace of mind, and they don't want to fight for anything, otherwise after being expelled, they have to go back to the old days when there was no f and no soda, and after getting used to everything here, they really can't leave.

At this point, Sumir's establishment of the guild was delayed again and again, because the reserve funds were shrinking on a large scale - the fat men secretly transferred the funds to their respective accounts, and no one planned to continue to play with the old guys.

Sumir's guild formation plan could only be completed with the help of Doras, but the scale was the weakest among the other forces, and most importantly, due to the lack of funds, their expansion wars outside were all stopped.

Of course, even without Sumir, the rest of the world is still in full swing, and the one in the limelight is the Augris Federation.

Lott looked at the surveillance footage of the Ogries, and after getting a general idea of their information, he was slightly surprised:

"Adventurers with more than 10,000? In their hometown? Then you can't say it if you don't cut them this time! ”

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