After the rain, the road was muddy, mixed with broken blades of grass, excrement, hair, and some strange shapes, even Chen Ang could not see the objects of the past, and was stirred into a strangely colored mud by a trampled horse.

Standing on it, there was a mixture of rotting grass, feces, and blood, making people want to stay away from this place. As soon as you step on it, the splash of muddy water makes the eyelids of pedestrians jump, and there is always a disgusting stench in the air. No one wants to come to the ghetto after the rain, the nobility doesn't exist here, not even their doglegs.

The slums after the rain are a hellish nightmare, but they are not much better when it doesn't.

Therefore, this is a place that the tax collectors avoid, and these greedy shriveled bones would rather go to the docks to collect the last copper narr from the sailors' pockets, than come here to turn over the rotten shacks of these poor bones, and everyone knows that here can only turn up some waste and garbage, or moldy, foul-smelling food, and hope to find something of value here, it is better to go to the temple district to sweep the streets, and perhaps smelt a little gold dust from the dust. When the goldsmith next to the temple of the goddess of wealth was smelting gold, the dust of the gold would often be blown into the street by the wind.

Of course, since such a good thing was discovered, this kind of good work has been monopolized by the gangs, and it is still the lowly people in the slums who work it, but the gold they fish out of the acid prepared by the wizards can only be exchanged for a meager amount of food from the gangs at a low price.

Such places that were looked down upon by the aristocracy were often places where gangs were active.

From here they get everything they need: cheap lives and manpower, desperate paupers, murder, betrayal, theft, and evil. And faith! The only thing to be wary of is the holy warriors who don't know when they will go crazy, and who cares about the evil happening in these forgotten corners?

When Chen Ang appeared here with his cloak on, the poor people on both sides of the road with numb expressions quickly got out of the way. They all knew that the man in the cloak was not easy to mess with, let alone the adult.

'Bloody Hand' and 'Human Slayer' are his nicknames.

Although he had only been here for a few days, Chen Ang's murderous reputation was already known to everyone among the poor people of Waterdeep. I've heard of wicked tyrants in faraway lands, lichs manipulating dead bodies, and dragons that have reduced cities to ruins, but these are too far away from the poor to be more intimidating than the 'brutal bloody hands'.

The leader of the Arin Gang, who is entrenched here, has made the best annotation for the murderous name of His Excellency the Bloody Hand. More than one eyewitness swore that they had seen the 'Bloody Hand' with their own eyes, smiling and chopping the Elder Arin into pulp. But others also swore that the Bloody Hand did not do it, but smiled and asked the original members of the Arin Gang to chop Arin into meat sauce.

Regardless of the process, the end result is the same anyway.

Arin died without a body, and the original Arin Gang. Some went insane, others became part of the Bloody Hands. Loyal. A stalwart member who never betrays.

Among the thugs behind Chen Ang, several muscles were knotted, and the thugs who had obviously been magically transformed had lifeless eyes in their eyes, and the smell of blood on their bodies could be smelled with their eyes, and they didn't know that it was their own. Or someone else's. With such a group of people swaggering through the market, it is no wonder that even if Chen Ang is smiling and looks very talkative, no one dares to offend.

The reason why he came here, Chen Ang has his own plans.

"The gaze of the gods will not leave the main material realm for a short time. They have plenty of patience and time. On the mainland, they also have a very strong influence, and the major churches will follow my traces like blood-chasing hounds. ”

Chen Ang thought of this, his eyes showed a look of interest, he no longer felt emotional distress because of this little thing, uneasiness, nervousness, anger, fear, these are relatively normal emotions for other people, it has not happened to him for a long time, the good news is that his heart is stronger, and the bad thing is that he is even less human.

So he was curious about the gods, and the knowledge he was most interested in in the entire multiverse was about the gods, followed by arcane and magic. Originally, according to Chen Ang's style, he would definitely create something interesting for this world and create some waves for a calm and chaotic world, but the rules of this universe limit this.

In the macrocosm, the rules of physics do not seem to have changed anything, but on the microcosm, this universe has subverted most of the laws that Chen Ang knows, and the laws of this world are so strict and strange that Chen Ang has to start learning and experimenting again in most of his knowledge. Magic webs, spell slots, planes, and gods, this is a new world system.

The seeds of danger grew in the darkness enough to shake the foundations of the world, formed by a visitor from another world, and restless gods watched the physical realm in the upper realms, feeling the throne shaken beneath them.

"Boss!" The little leader guarding the garbage dump saw Chen Ang and lowered his head in fear.

This is the garbage dump of Waterdeep, the river that crosses the city carries garbage to the sea, and the river designed by scholars has a strong carrying capacity and is used for several functions of garbage transportation and cargo transportation, which is of great significance to Waterwater.

This is also the Yalin Gang, which is now an important source of income for the Bloody Hand Gang.

Several poorly clothed people, carefully peeping at Chen Ang, they stood in the chest-high river water with hooks and baskets, picking out useful parts from the garbage, a dry corpse floated down the current, the nearest salvage person's eyes lit up, and he quickly hooked it with a hook and tied it behind himself.

Here, too, corpses are valuable. And it's the most valuable thing.

Because of the Church of the King of the Dead, the Lich and the Undead are desperately short of spell materials, and Kranvo, as the Grim Reaper, is extremely hostile to the undead, so it is particularly difficult to desecrate the corpses that have undergone the death ritual, and it can be said that any undead creature who tries to fight these corpses will be hunted down by the Church of Death.

Of course, even if they don't, they will, but at least they won't be particularly noticed.

Bodies like these accidental deaths, abandoned in the river, can be expensive, and a sturdy adult male can even sell for the high price of a kindler. And the corpses of children, the elderly, and the sick can be sold for five silver sicos, and the price of women varies, sometimes higher, sometimes lower, and mutilated, decomposing corpses. It can only be sold at a low price.

In the slums, the bodies of all the dead go to the Yalin Gang, unless their relatives are willing to pay for a burial by a priest in the city, and in this way they have to endure the beating and extortion of the gang, each of them with a silver sicot.

"Colin!" Chen Ang stared at the person in charge, which made him fall to his knees in fear.

Colin doesn't know if Chen Ang is the kind of strong man who hates desecrating corpses, it's not terrible to change the boss, it's terrible to not know the character and temper of the new boss, if Chen Ang is a believer in Kranwo. Then he's finished! Under normal circumstances, the boss will not wantonly kill his subordinates, except in two cases.

First, he is the new boss, and he has not yet established a bloody reputation, and he needs to maintain his reputation for brutality.

Second, the boss doesn't care!

Unfortunately, Chen Ang occupied both situations, and fortunately, Chen Ang did not believe anyone. So Colin was forgiven.

"You're doing a great job!" Chen's praise made Colin breathe a sigh of relief. "But undoubtedly, you can do better. Do things with care. It's the same with shipping, even the Lich is in demand. The needs of customers are our needs, anxious about what customers are anxious about, thinking about what customers think, in order to better provide necromancy materials. We want to improve the quality of our shipments. ”

"You can't make much money from this low-grade raw material of a corpse, how much can you make from a corpse? Mages are not short of money, they are short of time, and we have to put their time. Sell it for our money. ”

Chen Ang stood up as he spoke, and gestured: "In the face of such a corpse, any valuable part that can be sold for a price must be continuously decomposed into the elements that constitute its value, and all the parts that create value and their factors must be found out. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and skull should be divided in a specific and detailed manner, and the necromancy materials should be studied in depth, and the materials we supply should reach the level of standard spell casting materials. ”

"To actively contact the customer, to know what they need, whether the corpse is fresh or rotten, whether it has a large skeleton or a small skeleton, as long as the organ of the customer, can it accept a dry organ? High-quality materials should be analyzed specifically, for example, the bones of youth are the most valuable, but the organs of youth are not bad. ”

"We have to provide not only standard materials, but also special materials, the corpses of mercenary professionals, the corpses of the first daughters, the corpses full of resentment, the corpses of murder, as well as murder weapons, hair, the blood of the dead, these neglected materials, we need to develop them more deeply. In this way, it is the basis for the growth and prosperity of the gang. ”

Cole is a gloomy young man, at this moment he is already looking at his new boss dumbfounded, his eyes are full of shock and admiration, he is already a red and purple extreme evil under the detection of evil, what kind of performance will Chen Ang, who is more cruel and evil than him?

It must be so thick that it is almost black evil!

"Cole, evil is not an end, it's a result!" Chen Ang seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile, "Think about your purpose, Cole. You don't do this for fun, excitement and fun, that kind of person is crazy, you're a normal person. These are just jobs, jobs that make money, that make money, that allow you to go for fun. ”

"There is no such thing as survival! It's not about good or evil, you just want to live a better life, right? ”

The smile on Chen Ang's face made Cole feel a deep fear, and he quickly nodded in agreement, for fear that a huge axe would fall on his head after he finished the step.

"You're smart, Cole, and welcome you to our family." Chen Ang smiled: "I don't care about your beliefs and positions, but pure evil makes people confused, right?" Nobody likes to be around crazy people, those who are obsessed with murder, abuse and betrayal, they don't seem to like the world, so obsessed with death......"

"So they're all sent to see Ciric and Bane." Cole thought of the source of Aang's reputation for the 'Bloody Hand', a murderous name stained red with the blood of the most terrible and crazy group of people in the ghetto.

'Skinner', 'Decapitator', 'Bloody Skull', 'Black Hand', 'Crow'

More cruel than the cruel, more tyrannical than the tyrannical, more evil than the wicked, this is the bloody hand that everyone fears, a serious, evil idea that makes everyone fear and obey.

"Business is business, Cole!"

Cole hurried back: "Business is business, boss, I know!" ”

"Go back and give that Syric's idol out!" Cole silently thought, "I shouldn't have studied those teachings some time ago, oh my God! I'm crazy to be obsessed with those things, and the golden Jindeler is our faith! ”

"Go back and talk to the people of Sanlin Tower and the Land of the Dead, and ask them to provide some magical information or equipment to preserve the corpses." Aang motioned for Cole to take note of what he said.

"But......" Cole was a little embarrassed, the existence of magic on the continent was very expensive, which was a bit difficult.

"Don't worry, Cole! Tell them that this is to provide them with better quality materials, ask them to pay for the materials, the bottom line? Eighty healthy male corpses! Chen Ang smiled.

In this way, the deal has the possibility of success, but now they don't have that many goods in their hands at all.

Cole raised his head in some confusion, but saw Chen Ang looking in the direction of Deep Water City, where the thieves' guild and gang were far more than eighty people.

Cole trembled and raised his pen and wrote down Chen Ang's order. (To be continued......)