Chapter 164: The Way Out (1)
When Duck stepped out of the long underground tunnel, it suddenly opened up to a huge underground city, surrounded by darkness and dead silence, but the center was brightly lit, and a wide straight avenue that could accommodate four cars stretched from his feet to the center of the city. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"It's ...... Where?"
Royce slapped him the shoulder, "Fourth layer of sewers, man, this is where we fought! We slaughtered an Epic Slime here, you forgot?"
"It's incredible, in a month, to build a city here?"
Royce said: "George chose Petrarch, he really chose the right person, this guy is very capable. Remember the flood we started, where the slimes were used to plug the trap pipes, forcing the flood water backwards, and sweeping away the drug dealers and dwarf killer groups on the ground floor. It just happened to facilitate the expansion of Petrarch's dark kingdom. While integrating the remnants of the sewers, he teamed up with Master Nicholas to use various alchemical equipment and techniques to turn this fourth layer into a paradise of the underworld. β
Duck shook his head: "I still don't think it's possible, how many people can there be in the sewers? Just digging this huge crypt, you have to use at least 8,000 people, right?"
Royce laughed: "The main project is useless to anyone, have you forgotten that Epic Slime? This is what it pulled out! The Socrates infiltrated into the underground river, the road that George drove into with his tunneling machinery and connected to the sea. Petrarch made a slight expansion and alteration of the original cave to make it what it is today. β
"How many people are there in this city now?"
"It's only about eight hundred, barely a village, but the number of people is growing every day, some coming down from the top three floors, and some coming down from the ground - there are too many people on the ground who can't get by. The Cult of the Dark God that George made out now has many followers, and Petrarch is pulling people into the gang under the guise of an 'underground heaven'. He's definitely the number one snake in Port Snell right now. β
"Don't you care on the ground? City Hall, Church of the Light God?"
"It's not some rich businessmen and giants who have escaped, they are all poor people who can't live and die. Stuff a few more small coins into a few more officials in charge, and everything will be settled. β
"Sounds like Petrarch isn't bad for money?"
"Alchemical material smuggling. Ever since the Cult of Light demanded that all alchemy materials be purchased and sold, the alchemists were dumbfounded, and had to take three times as much money as they used to buy those low-quality and high-quality tattered materials provided by the church. Many of the materials in the sewers, such as battooth, rat's tail, agave, are authentic. In addition, slimes can be used to refine metal minerals from the seafloor in advance. β
Duck was stunned and stunned for a long time before he said: "But if this continues, sooner or later, a conflict will break out with the ground!"
Royce nodded: "That's for sure." So, all of you from the former Royal Knights, here you are. β
Duck was horrified: "Don't tell me that George planned all this!"
"Of course not me. β
George caught up from behind: "Two, we meet again." Dark, it doesn't feel good to be alive, doesn't it? I only thought of this place for them after I knew who they really were. As for where they will go in the future, I have not considered it for the time being. β
Duck said stupidly: "It's strange to believe you!"
"I'm not a saint," George said, "but I'm not a lamb to be slaughtered. Two, think about what happened to you, think of Isabella lying in bed, and look at these poor people who hide in the sewers like rats and are still happy, who is responsible for this?"
Both Dark's and Royce's faces were ugly.
George shook out a piece of paper, "Look at this. β
Royce took it and found that the paper had been cut open, and it was full of tables, with only rows and rows of numbers, and no headers, and asked, "What kind of table is this?"
"Drake Chamber of Commerce, December 1642 to December 1643, Indulgence Subscription Form. β
In the dark, a lump of golden poop, no, the hair moved slowly.
Duck was impressed by the pile of blonde hair: "You're the Golden Kola of the Drake Chamber of Commerce?"
The pale-faced Jinkora nodded: "It's me, thank you for remembering me." As he spoke, he drew a reverse cross on his chest.
"Your gestureβ"
"I have taken refuge in the arms of darkness, and of course, on the ground, I have to act as a false god of light. β
"You...... What happened?"
Jin Kela smiled bitterly: "Since the outbreak of the underground living corpses of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, the Chamber of Commerce has collapsed, and now, my father and brother can only commit to the Church of the Bright False God, and all profits must be given priority to the church." β
Duck snorted coldly.
Royce patted Duck on the shoulder, signaling him not to be too emotional, and asked Kingola, "Is there anything wrong with this watch?"
"Yes. The amount of each subscription was significant, with the minimum being Β£300,000. He handed over the other half of the paper, "This is the direction of the flow of money." β
Royce looked at it and frowned: "The Curriel Order? Snowway Order? I've never heard of it!"
George sneered: "Of course you won't hear of it, these orders have only existed for a week at most. They were loose ascetic organizations. β
The words "ascetic...... "ascetic" flashed through Dark's head like a bolt of light, and he jerked his head, "Isn't the leader of the ascetic Urbino the Lightwalker?"
George continued to sneer: "Exactly. Where does the money go, do you still need to ask? Actually, old Mr. Urbino is not bitter at all!"
Royce said, "What is he doing with so much money?"
Jin Kela took out the third piece of paper: "The final flow of this money is the ascetic group near the imperial capital. β
George said: "As far as I know, as a strong candidate for the pontiff, not only did he not actively participate in the election, but he also took the initiative to come to Port Snell and make an appearance of indifference to fame and fortune and completely abandoned the election. Of course, the result is also clear, the fundamentalist Gregory became pope. β
"What the hell is Urbino going to do?"
"Gregory is very power-hungry, and the Port Snell is full of problems, and he is taking the opportunity to tighten his grip. The big businessmen and the Alchemy Society bear the brunt, and when the people's resentment boils, it is the time when he rolls up and leaves. β
Royce said: "Understood, so Urbino wants to secretly develop his strength and replace him at any time?"
"When he was running for the Pope, among the six bishops, except for Urbino, who slipped to Port Snell early to gain prestige, the other four were all cleaned up by Gregory. Now that Gregory is triumphant, think about it, once Gregory falls, who will be the only one who can take over the pope?"
Royce forced a smile: "No matter whether it is a cat or a dog on stage, our life will not be easy anyway." What's the difference?"
"Yes. George lifted his chin at Kingkora, who pulled out a fourth watch.
Duck almost collapsed: "What's the other one?"
"Facts speak louder than words. Jinkora, tell me what it is. β
Jin Kela pinched the paper and sent it to Royce, but he didn't let go: "This is the settlement list of the trade between the Order of St. Luans and the Alchemist's materials. The money changed hands for the second time. β
Royce saw the problem at a glance: "It's strange, it's usually the alchemist who pays for the materials, why is this St. Luans Order buying materials from the alchemists? And this price is three times the normal transaction price, isn't this a loss-making business? It's like giving money to an alchemist." β
Kim Kora let go of her finger, revealing the recipient's signature.
"The payee, it's Aubrey. β
Duck and Royce let out a shout of disbelief.