Darkness is the perfect lover to kill!

The world of thieves is full of betrayal, deception, and blood, and the world of the dark side has its own ancient and obscure laws, and every wanderer, who sneaks in the shadows, unconsciously obeys it, and fulfills their ancient covenant with the darkness. Like Bane and Ciric, murder, betrayal and deceit, tyranny, hatred and evil.

This is where their priesthood lies, and it is also the ancient origin of the laws of this world.

According to this tradition, Aung Chan will face a series of intrigues and temptations from the dark Ones, and he will also need to use cruelty, tyranny, and terror to maintain his majesty and intimidate anyone who dares to stretch out his claws into his territory. In the process, murder, betrayal, madness, and tyranny will go a long way in pleasing the evil gods.

This ritual-like tradition will greatly compete with the forces of darkness. Anyone who tries to challenge this tradition will encounter deeper temptations from the darkness.

But Chen Ang doesn't care!

He doesn't have the time, the energy, or the interest to play these old games with them, so he intends to deal with the coming crisis with another, even older dark tradition!

The traditional name is: The big fist is the boss!

aka, violence solves everything! Including conspiracies, opposition, possible traitors, small, trivial conspiracies and endless little troubles! If killing doesn't solve the problem, it must be killing enough!

Violence certainly doesn't solve the problem, but it at least solves most of the problems!

This is the logic of darkness, and it is really an ancient and deep-rooted tradition that the strong man is king!

Whether it's light or darkness, Faeron or Greyhawk, Earth or Torrell, this logic holds true in most cases. With such a consistent and effective strategy, there is no reason why Chen Ang should not use it.

In the shadow of dusk. Chen Ang stood in the darkness with a smile, staring at the Deep Water City in the sunset, a few black shadows behind him gradually blurred, and under the hazy twilight, there was suddenly a trace of cold chill.

Waterdeep lives up to its name, with the best deep-water harbor in the entire southern half of the bay. In fact, that's where Waterdeep gets its name, it's the largest port for cargo circulation in the south! The merchants here made rich offerings to Ambori and Talos, not to ask them for protection, but to avoid the wrath of the gods.

In this prosperous city, money brings evil, and although it is surrounded by the forces of good, the forces of evil are even stronger, and many paladins see this evil city as a thorn in their side. But because of the delicate political situation and the economic status of Waterdeep, there is nothing they can do.

The goodness of the shelter order, powerless in the face of the evil of the order itself, is like a joke, and in this respect they are not even comparable to the group of fools who are chaotic and good.

The docklands are the source of Waterdeep's wealth, and the wealth flowing here has grown to the point where it is almost comparable to thirty red dragons over the past two hundred years, of course. Definitely not some freak with an ancient Roman name, but a standard adult red dragon. Those guys who like bling and have the same aesthetic as dwarves.

So, here are thieves! The only thing that drives them is not faith, not camps, but naked money. One of the most powerful beings in the entire world, the supreme god of the universe, God Manny! In the entire main material realm, more than sixty percent of the intelligent beings are its devout believers, and it exercises its supreme divine power through its golden divine power.

Chen Ang thought. Cirek and Bane's beliefs as evil are so out of style, tyranny and murder are always just means to an end, not an end in itself, evil for evil's sake, murder for murder, tyranny and tyranny, it sounds stupid!

Only the god Manny is enough to be the most faithful faith of the wanderer and the darkness, and it has never failed its followers, and in the multiverse, the otherworlds are no different.

With only a little bit of the power of this great god, Chen Ang successfully obtained the information he wanted, of course, this is also related to the several bloody corpses in the tavern, and the supply of eight deliverables is in hand.

Wanderers like to hide in small and complex terrain, unfortunately, Chen Ang also likes it, because the pure steel hand crossbow he makes can only exert terrifying lethality within fifty feet, and the pull force of composite materials does not reach five thousand pounds, which is really sorry for scientific and technological civilization. Even so, the cautious, rat-like wanderers are really troublesome.

They don't have a fixed stronghold and don't seem to have much influence, but if they don't control them, they will never be able to control the underworld, and in this way, there is no point in dealing with the thieves' guild in Waterdeep.

In order not to disturb these little mice who are not smart and unpredictable, Chen Ang's actions must be ruthless, fast, accurate and steady! With a crisp and crisp pace, make the Thieves' Guild a thing of the past.

No wanderer can be underestimated, they are cautious and thoughtful, in the long training, their senses are sharp, their intuition is strong, they can hardly be ambushed and sneak attacked, every wanderer is extremely careful, even a little neurotic and sick, but the wanderer who loses this trait will soon disappear in this cruel world.

It is not difficult to kill a wanderer, and a cautious fox cannot fight a good hunter, but it is extremely difficult to completely annihilate a wanderer organization. What's more, it's an ancient behemoth like the Thieves' Guild, even if it's a chapter, it's not easy to mess with.

To do this, one of the most important conditions is - intelligence!

"Population is a precious asset!" Standing on the tallest watchtower in the slums, Aung pointed to the shacks that stretched below, and said that this was once a lighthouse near the harbor, but it was abandoned after the merchants abandoned the advance camp established in the slum and eradicated the evil creatures that had entrenched themselves in the most favorable terrain to establish Waterdeep, but it was still the tallest building in the slum.

It was also an important stronghold of the original Yalin Gang.

"Wealth and value are not created out of thin air, these ...... are needed" Chen Ang pointed to the numb poor people below, and then pointed to the artisan area near the distant dock area: "And these!" ”

"Only the combination of tools and population can create wealth for us!" Chen Ang gestured that in front of him, several backbones of the Bloody Hand Gang were thoughtful, they were all selected by Chen Ang, and in Chen Ang's opinion, they were not so stupid subordinates. "So. I need you to create wealth and control the population more efficiently! ”

"But what should we do? Take advantage of the cheap untouchables here to build workshops? Leke, the accountant of the Bloody Hand Gang, wondered, "The people here are so stupid!" Without noble blood, they are not enough to take on higher intellectual work, they cannot learn the craft, and they are illiterate! ”

"I know!" Chen Ang said slowly. He stared at the suspicious humans huddled indifferently on the side of the road, these people who had been struggling to survive for generations, their intelligence and abilities had degraded to an extremely dangerous situation, and their intelligence gap was almost two species compared to the genetically superior aristocracy.

"But every dog is valuable! You're just missing the eye to spot them. For them to create value, you need to give them hope! Chen Ang said solemnly.

"Hope?" Leke and his classmates chewed on the unfamiliar word, feeling that the 'Bloody Hand' in front of them looked like the priests of the good gods trying to preach in the ghetto.

"Yes, hope is a good thing! It makes the lazy industrious. The ignorant become shrewd, numb, lifeless, hard-working and passionate. Chen Ang smiled, but in Leke's eyes like a demon, "Give them a little cheap hope in exchange for their autonomy and hard work." It's a fair business to create wealth and value for us. Isn't it? ”

"What a precious thing hope is! Freedom and money in exchange for it, it's fair! ”

Leke heard Chen Ang's deep voice, because it contained a darkness like an abyss, and he fought a cold war, and no longer dared to doubt the evil and terror of his boss. To come up with such an idea like a devil's contract, isn't his boss really a high-ranking devil who incarnated in hell and came to the world?

"They need a role model. A role model, a person of the same kind who changes his destiny with his own efforts and struggles! We want to convince them that through their own efforts and struggles, they can escape this fate. A very certain hope. Not because of luck, not because of other factors, but by their own efforts, an example of success! ”

Chen Ang asked in a deep voice, "Do you understand what I mean?" ”

"But ......" Leke hesitated, encouraged by Chen Ang, and he dared to question, "There is no such person! Such a person cannot exist! ”

"Then make one!" Chen Ang replied without hesitation.

"Even if it's a deception, it's for their good! Identify those who might succeed and give them a little help to achieve results that would otherwise not have been possible. It's not hard, as long as we loosen the little bit of the rope around their necks and let them breathe a sigh of relief, they can do it! ”

"But they won't believe it......"

"No, they will! People who are in despair will frantically believe in an illusory dream, and they will force themselves to believe in it, because no matter how bad the hope is, it is better than nothing, and it is not a bad thing to let them believe in these things, and get that little bit of pitiful comfort! There's nothing scarier than now, isn't it? ”

"But it's going to be broken soon! When we harvest our wealth from them, they will find themselves destitute again, they will continue to live like a salted fish, and they will hate us even more! Leke took out the greatest courage in his life and questioned Chen Ang.

"It won't be debunked!" Chen Ang said in his own voice: "We have to change the way. If we kill a lamb, they will fight hard, but if we harvest their milk and wool, they will endure. Be careful with your lambs! ”

"Let's do it another way! The paupers have no status, they are not the lambs of the lords, they are not the free people of the cities, they are helpless, and no one will accept them. This means that they are only under our control! Choosing a channel to harvest their wealth, our wool and milk, is a breeze. ”

Chen Ang continued to smile and said, "There are many means! We can lend them money, or we can open banks for them to deposit money, but of course these are very difficult to operate and are not suitable for us. Where we have direct control, we hold what is of decisive value, the land! The land here is ours! ”

"We buy the land here at a low price, then we hire the cheap people here, build the land, and finally sell the houses we have built at an amazing price, and harvest the wealth of those people's lives! They don't have a choice, right? And they don't complain either! Because it's business, business is business! ”

Facing the backbone of the gang who were stunned and even a little afraid of him, Chen Ang's face was calm.

"This is a long-term plan, and now we have some more convenient ways to harvest our wealth!" Chen Ang led the group back to the tower, which was a small greenhouse, which was taken care of by a low-level druid, and in which clumps of inconspicuous herbs grew.

The most conspicuous of those plants are the long, elongated leaves of the lobes lanceolate, palm-shaped, with a dark green surface, and the young leaves on the back with white hairs, and the adult leaves are glabrous, with coarse serrations on the edges that resemble internal curves.

This is a special product of the earth, a certain kind of tobacco that the Dutch people like to see, or an improved version of the otherworld, to ensure that the taste does not change, it can refresh the mind, lift the spirit, and make people happy! At the same time, it reduces its toxicity and harm.

It is not a problem to quit a dozen times a day.

A social organization that does not sell tobacco is not a dynamic social organization! With this special product as a lubricant, Chen Ang's organization began to grow vigorously, and the tobacco sold in the name of spell materials provided a large amount of eye-popping funds for the Bloody Hand Gang.

If money alone is not enough to cause a violent reaction from the dark world, then a new species, a new product, with huge profits, is enough to trigger the greed of the entire underground world.

It's a greedy trap!

The wanderers don't have to look for it, they send it to the door themselves! Brought a lot of information about the dark world. (To be continued......)