Under the night sky, there is a streetscape of the cemetery city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike cities where humans on the surface are located, the Underground does not have a clear distinction between day and night. The streets, the alleys, the squares, and even the whole city were in a rare silence in the gray fog overhead. Occasionally, a carriage drawn by a skeleton of the undead sped past the street corner, and the iron-clad hardwood wheels made the silence more palpable by the soft "clang" of the joints of the pavement slabs.

Angus's gaze ranged from near to far.

There were few pedestrians in the streets, and although the lich's body had lost its flesh and blood, the perception of a powerful spirit was not inferior to that of the human eye, and he could see the scene at the end of his sight - behind the fluffy red bulbous moss of the flowerbed on the side of the street, two resurrected people, the inhabitants of Cemetery, were walking with a slow, leisurely pace, they were as slow as running snails, but it was not a shame to waste time and life for the long-lived dead.

This should be regarded as a comfortable and comfortable day.

In the room, an old bronze table clock made a continuous crisp sound—a small brass hammer struck the reeds in the internal mechanism of the clock, once, twice, three times...... Until the eighth stroke. Angus retracted his attention, he knew that if it were the standard time of the human world, it should be eight o'clock by now.

Just, it's eight o'clock in the morning? Or eight o'clock in the evening? He wasn't sure. It's always easy to lose track of time in this lonely and boring city, and it's boring enough to not find something interesting.

He had just done a full examination of Nina, and her sudden coma made him so nervous that he couldn't even bother with the major experiment that was classified as a core secret for Deere. Fortunately, the final examination results proved that this was just a false alarm, nearly three hundred years later, Nina's soul has gradually stabilized, no longer as fragile as it was at the beginning, this "coffin of eternal sleep" ban accident, but caused some soul shock.

Perhaps, when should I return to the surface world and get back the things that Nina likes. As for those hateful bugs who break the ban, there are many more important things at the moment, and there will always be opportunities in the future......

Eddie Gregory, the Speaker of the Council of the Dead and the leader of Dir, saw Angus return to the lab - with an unconcealable haggard look in the purple soul fire, the important core of the test team greeted him lightly, and continued to bury his head back to work.

On the side of the long table, the assistants of the experiment came and went, and soon, a tall stack of manuscript paper was piled up. In the time Angus was away, some of the less important branch experiments had been completed, and he picked up the manuscript paper and sorted them out according to the serial number in the upper right corner—a deliberate arrangement that kept this tedious project in order, and the benefits of the experiments were appreciated by Eddie and the other lichs involved in the experiments.

Eddie was not alone in the still-busy underground laboratory that noticed Angus's fatigue, as beside him, a lich in a robe and a round-brimmed woolen top hat approached, dressed in a nondescript way in and looking a little ridiculous. However, in this busy underground laboratory, no idlers opened their mouths to laugh. He walked up to Angus, his knuckles tapping against the tabletop, the hard bones rubbing against the wooden table making an unpleasant noise:

"Angus, our No. 4 reagent has failed because of someone."

The lich said lightly. His voice was hoarse and his tone was calm. But the hint of accusation is self-evident. In his opinion, it is not an easy thing to forgive for abandoning the important work at hand because of a woman, resulting in expensive potions being scrapped because they are out of time.

Although Master Eddie didn't say much, that didn't mean that the others didn't have any opinions. And he, only as a representative of these disgruntled.

He stared at Angus, expecting a normal response - to apologize and take the corresponding loss.

But Angus didn't even look up at him, he copied the experimental data on a brand new piece of animal skin manuscript paper and began to calculate the calculations by substituting the formulas.

The lich was even more angry, and he was about to continue to remind Angus about it with even greater movement, when a not-so-tall figure stood in front of him.

"Robert, are you done with your business?"

Eddie Rickets was at least two heads shorter than Robert the Lich, like a poor dwarf. But the lich did not dare to be careless, and he performed a standard mage salute with his right hand on his chest, and took a step back and replied respectfully, "Lord Eddie." ”

"Everybody has to take care of their own things first. This trial is very important! ”

The Speaker of the Council of the Dead seemed to be a bit partial to Angus, and he changed the subject, biting the accent on the word "important" at the end.

"But we can't configure Reagent 4 anymore."

Robert, the Lich, was so reluctant that he decided to tell the truth.

"What is the reason?"

Eddie hesitated slightly, and quickly asked with concern.

"Raw materials! We don't have that raw material in our inventory anymore. ”

"Provide a list of requirements and the council will add to it."

"But ......"

Angus, who was concentrating on his work, was so distracted that his calculations filled a page of manuscript in just a few minutes, until then he finally looked up at the two lichs who were talking quietly beside him, and the appearance of Eddie, the Speaker, seemed to be lost in thought, and after a long silence, he asked Robert:

"Do those Karthus smugglers have these things on hand?"

"Perhaps...... No. ”

In the Council of the Dead, Robert does not hold the position of material trader. He saw Angus stand up from the long table and turn his head to stare at the skull with bits of flesh hanging from it.

The two pairs of soul flames looked at each other.

"What do you need me to do?"

The purple soul fire in Angus's eye sockets jumped, and it looked like a blink of an eye. Robert the Lich took the opportunity to point out the kind of raw material that Reagent No. 4 lacked, and when this situation was put in front of him, the three lichs frowned in unison - of course, Mori Bai's bare skull could not vividly show this expression, but the stunned was their common state at the moment.

As the main experimenters, they are well aware that Reagent No. 4 is a key requirement that cannot be bypassed in the whole experiment, and it is in a core technical route. Due to the lack of raw materials, the experiment would have to be temporarily suspended - realizing this fact, the three lichs suddenly left the long table full of manuscript paper. Soon, several important members of the trial rushed over, and then these high-ranking undead of Dil entered the conference room of the underground place.