Shirley felt like two people, and when she closed her eyes and returned to reality, she was the gentle and versatile 35-year-old successful man, and when she came to the game, she was the sensual and cruel zombie girl named Shirley.

"Miss Shirley, are you awake?"

As he wandered, a calm voice came from his ears, his voice was low but crisp.

The figure sitting on the edge of his bed has short brown and reddish hair, a healthy complexion, and emerald green eyes. The lilac mixed with black witch costume looked very suitable for her, which made Shirley nod secretly.

No matter what the strength is, this appearance alone makes people feel very good.

"How's my territory going?"

When she first got up, she asked like this, for a personality who takes the game as the highest, Shirley is undoubtedly very concerned about her own [foundation] in this game, which is the basis for her to settle down in this game.

"According to the degree of a territory, it is a territory, and there is no other evaluation, it can only be said to be a territory."

The witch's cryptic words made Shirley understand that her territory was in a pretty bad situation.

It's been known for a long time that game companies won't give you a perfect piece of territory.

Miss Zombie patted her forehead.

"How miserable?"

"At the moment, only this room is a 5×5 nest and a 3×3 hatchery underneath."

What is that?

Seeing her lord's innocent expression, Claire's heart jumped down, and as far as the results are known, there is only one situation when our Miss Snow shows this innocent expression - she is a little unhappy.

The first person who made her a little unhappy was herself, and the second and third... The second had already been eaten and thrown into the fire, and the third had been thrown into the fire. Blair hurriedly reminded this Zombie Lady, who looked more innocent than an angel but was more evil than the devil in her heart, had not yet made up her mind how to torture her:

"You can check these two drawings in the backpack, as far as I know, everyone who becomes a lord will have these two drawings in their backpack."

Blair's diversionary plan succeeded, and Shirley did have this curiosity about her lordship.

I opened the space backpack, and inside was a wonderful row of small transparent squares, two of which contained small drawings. Shirley didn't need to take it out, she just needed to concentrate a little and the two drawings jumped out of the block of the backpack, and then grew up to the normal size of the drawings.

――Architectural Drawings: Lair〜

Lair: This is the base building for evil creatures and one of the most important buildings in the territory, and can be used by all monsters under the command of the dark lord in the evil camp. It can also attract some ownerless monsters or monsters looking for a wicked enough in a dark dungeon to join the Dark Lord's side.

NPCs resting in the lair can recover their health and mana, and spellcasters such as evil mages, warlocks, and priests can rest in them for more than 12 hours to recover half of their mana bits.

[Area]: You must have more than 1×1 units of the nest to be effective, and each unit of the nest can hold a player or NPC mob. If the area is more than 4×4, you can get an additional 30% recovery speed.

[Cost]: 50 gold coins per unit area

[Time]: 5 minutes per unit area

――Architectural Drawings: Lair〜

Ahh No wonder I feel like I'm in good spirits, it's because I sleep in a 5×5-sized nest!

Shirley suddenly slapped her head, and then rolled on the bed several times under the witch's frightened gaze before she did it, rubbing the long hair hanging from her left ear to calm down, and she clicked on the hatchery drawings a little impatiently.

――Architectural drawings: hatchery〜

Hatchery: A food production center in most of the Dark Lord's domain, this simple building for the production of edible chickens and rabbits can rely on the magic of the territorial core for automated production, and can accommodate 10 edible chickens and 5 edible rabbits per unit area.

Eating rabbits can provide a delicious taste and attract more gluttonous monsters.

[Area]: A hatchery with a minimum of 3×3 must be used to produce edible rabbits, and production will be stopped once the capacity reaches the upper limit. The production efficiency is based on 3×3, and 1 edible chicken and 0.5 edible rabbits are produced in 5 minutes. Increases the standard rate by 1/10 for each additional tile of useful space. (For example, 5×5, then the production rate is 1 chicken/5 minutes + 1.6 chickens/5 minutes)

[Cost]: 100 gold coins / per unit area

[Time]: 10 minutes per unit area

――Architectural drawings: hatchery〜

"That's good, but how do you find workers? Could it be that I have to go down to build it myself, this is too unrelievable, right? ”

As soon as Shirley's words fell, Claire's expression twitched, and the witch covered her face and reminded.

"My lord, didn't you read the column of lord's spells? Summon imps... A skill that every evil Dark Lord will have. ”

Ahh You're really! No! Rise!!

Shirley clicked on her spell panel after facing Claire in her heart, and there was indeed an extra skill on it, and it was also the only skill.

Summon imps! Helpers of evil dark lords can be summoned to serve the entire dungeon or above-ground city, and they are extremely loyal to their lords... power. Well, these capable little ones are really just timid creatures who surrender to the power of the lord, they will maintain the entire dungeon and don't need a salary - by the way, because the imp is so ugly, it is also a punching bag for all kinds of creatures and lords, and people can't help but give it a beating.

Miss Zombie felt the ability of these imps and the scope of what they could roughly do, and immediately overjoyed and recited the skill of summoning imps in zombie language.

The witch next to her looked at Shirley, the zombie girl raised her hands and chanted, the whole spell seemed to be stumbling and all kinds of bulky, Claire felt that she couldn't stand it anymore - there was really someone who could spend 10 seconds on a spell of the level of chanting and summoning imps... (Shirley has an intelligence of 1 and is punished by casting.) ）

Thump! Jingle bells!

The emphasis on the sound effect is not because of the portal that summons the imp to appear or something, but as soon as the imp landed, the ugly and extremely short humanoid creature that was cowering was beaten by Claire and Shirley, until the imp who beat him almost choked and didn't stop.

Claire pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her hands clean.

“… I finally understood why some witches said that imps should be free and were beaten up by fat, it was so ugly! ”

Shirley nodded sympathetically, and the usual gentle smile on her face disappeared, and she frowned at the little ghost.

"It's ugly."

She smacked her tongue.

"I can't even stand it!"

I don't know if it's a natural cheap bone, but after the little ghost was beaten by fat, he got up and barely got up and raised his hand and saluted comically.

Resisting the urge to beat it again, Shirley coldly gave an order.

"Explore the area around my territory a little."