At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Cesar drove into the outskirts of Black Carpet City with two trucks, and finally began his first steps on his rise.

It is a warm city with humid air, gray black clouds covering the sky for a long time, and hazy black smoke wafting in the air. Although it looks like the environment is terrible, giving people the first impression of industrial pollution, after opening the car window and taking a deep breath, you can understand that a qiē is an illusion.

The clouds in the sky and the smoke in the air are some kind of manifest form of the embodiment of the power of death, like the wasteland outside the black molars, not industrial pollution. These death forces are not strong, and they are pleasant to breathe and can slowly change their physique. However, it is difficult to say that this kind of transformation is good or bad for ordinary creatures, after all, 'death' conflicts with life, and even among those who are able, death is a rare attribute.

Because of the full preparation in advance, long before the arrival of Xisara and the others, the Weaving Net City sent a cadre to settle in advance to collect information for his next actions. Not only that, but Milk also came to Black Carpet half a month ago, spent money to buy a factory that went bankrupt due to improper management, and hired a local construction team to renovate it.

After half a month of reconstruction, the factory has become the future headquarters of Cesara, surrounded by high walls, and there is a twenty-story building inside, which can be used as an office or an apartment to house his younger brothers. In addition, a factory building was preserved, which was converted into a zombie manufacturing factory.

After leaving the Web City, Cesar was officially independent and began to run a party. From then on, although he was counted as a subordinate of Olyni, he had to find his own way to fund the activities and everything, and he didn't expect to get assistance from Spider City. Mixed associations are not civil servants, not only do they not receive salaries, but they also have to pay money to the top on a regular basis. And that's not all. There are also the expenses of the subordinates, the daily maintenance of the equipment, the funeral expenses, the settling-in expenses, the fire and the ammunition consumed, all of which require money.

So now the question arises. Where does the money come from? Black Carpet City is not a happy land, according to the information collected by the Weaving Net City, there are a total of four top-level forces here, in addition to countless large and small associations. As an alien force. Cesara doesn't have half a chassis yet, so don't think about the protection fee. He can only work as a mechanic and continue to sell zombies.

As the convoy entered the city, the buildings on both sides of the road gradually bustled, and soon the convoy stopped at a toll booth. There are many black-armored soldiers with loaded guns standing on both sides of the toll booth, with a cold momentum that no one can enter, and at first glance it is not a living thing, but a group of undead.

The car was paid to go into the city. There was no lightning in the sky, and it began to rain. The raindrops were sparse, only the size of a cow's hair, and Cesar opened the window of the car and let the rain hit his face, and the warm breeze felt very comfortable. Because of the perennial clouds, the city has also undergone a wonderful change, like an out-of-season greenhouse. Spring is a pleasant spring season all year round.

After the car left the toll booth, the milk was also introduced.

"The group just now. It is one of the four largest forces in Black Carpet City, and the only one officially recognized. Milk thought for a while, and then explained: "The Black Carpet City is divided into two parts: the new district and the old district, and the new district is a rich area and is very safe. The rest of the civilians live in the old quarters. The city is nominally within the radius of the Weaving City, and is under our management. But it has nothing to do with us. As the intersection of the Central Underworld, the Steel City, and the Web City, it belongs to the buffer land of the ownerless. However, the city's administrator is still appointed by the Middle Underworld. The mayor lives in the new district, and he has no sense of zài, and the guard team under his command is only more than 100 people, and his strength is almost negligible. They are only responsible for patrolling new areas. Maintain law and order, clean up roadside garbage and maintain bad environment. Because of the prestige of the Middle Domain Underworld, no one went to trouble the new area. ”

"As for the huge old district, it is divided among the four largest forces. Among them, the 'Black Cavalry' is also from the Middle Underworld, and is composed of a group of undead creatures. They had nothing to do with the mayor, but because of their fellow villagers, the 'Black Cavalry' was appointed by the mayor as the 'Old District Patrol' to maintain law and order. ”

"What about the other three forces?" asked Cesara.

"The other three stocks are 'Tuna Bar', 'Iron Lunch Box Loan Company', and 'Crayfish Dongzhou Wind Store'. Among them, the members of the 'Tuna Bar' come from a wide range of sources, and many scum who can't get mixed in the steel structure will join it, and it is an organization second only to the 'Black Cavalry' in strength. The people of the iron lunch box are good at using mechanical weapons, and their strength should not be underestimated. As for the 'Crayfish Nightclub', it is the most low-key, and most of its members are monster immigrants from Dongzhou, with a small number of people but high status, and only occupy a part of the chassis in the Eastern District, and never take the initiative to provoke other forces. Tuna used to think they were easy to bully, but they were beaten and their vitality was greatly damaged. ”

After listening to the introduction of milk, Cesar began to look at the map, and his place was very close to the location of the 'Crayfish Customs Shop', just at the intersection of 'Tuna' and 'Iron Lunch Box', and there were several other small gangs nearby, which was a good location.

"We're almost there!" reminded Milk, who had already been there once.

When Cesar looked out, the city looked calm, without the smoky, chaotic and violent feeling. There are not many pedestrians on the streets, most of them are in a hurry, and both sides of the road are very neat, because the zombies wearing sanitation clothes and holding big brooms are incomparable, and they are worthy of being one of the zombie labor export places.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Cesar and the others finally arrived at the headquarters of Black Carpet City, an empty zombie factory. There is only one lone building within the high walls. The factory is surrounded by low-slung buildings, restaurants, grocery stores, and tattoo parlors, but there is no life in sight, and the billboards above the gate are faded, making it a remote place.

"This place is so bad, it reminds me of the slums where I lived in Rezhou, are we all humble hardships all our lives?" Camilla complained, sitting in Cesar's arms, putting her arms around his neck.

"It's cheap! This is just a temporary station, and when the young master's power expands and we have money, we can also move into the new area, where the environment is very good." Milk comforted.

"Forget it, hurry up and get in, I'm going to see my new recruits. Camilla tossed and turned in the car, eager to get over her eldest sister's addiction.

The car drove into the factory gate and was soon surrounded by a gang of vicious guys. When Byron, the big bald head with muscles, dark eyes, and murderous tattoos on his face, kicked the car door and walked out, the guys lowered their heads like plague chickens and stepped aside obediently. Get out of the way. At the same time, they all nodded their heads and shouted, 'Boss Byron!', 'Brother Byron!'.

"It's so powerful, Meow wants to do it!" Camilla said, leaning on the window.

Then, Mung Bean-lamere, Cesar and others got out of the car one after another, except for Milk and Molière who were recognized and nodded their heads in good faith. Everyone else was ignored, much to Cesar's embarrassment.

Looking carefully at this group of little brothers, they are strange and varied, as if they have entered a zoo. There are bear people with open upper bodies, a few obscene goblins, a pseudo-girl elf with several scars on his face and a tiger tattooed on his arms, a dwarf sitting on a stone platform while picking his feet and eating snacks, and a bald human female man who whistles at Doudou and others.

"This is the elite you chose?" Looking at the rabble, Cesar couldn't help but feel lost in his heart. Asked.

Although the Weaving Net City is famous, it is an intelligence network, and those who have the strength and courage to fight have joined other forces in terms of combat effectiveness. These are the best, anyway, our main force is the twenty mechs, and Hugo. As long as these guys can collect protection money, they can watch the scene. Byron said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, it's all gone. Remember, this is your big boss in the future. Lord Cesara. In the future, if anyone is blind and collides with my young master, don't blame Lao Tzu for demolishing him. Also, wait a while to line up and get the equipment, and the twenty out of the last screening will come to me later. Byron hurriedly commanded a few words, and waved his hand to disperse the group of weak scum.

"Where's Thorndike?" the crowd dispersed. Doudou jumped out and asked.

At this moment, a figure swayed out of the building, no, to be exact. It's a humanoid figure. This is a snail man wearing fat sweatpants underneath, a long-sleeved shirt on his body, a large spiral shell on his back, and a short knife pinned to his waist!

Because the body is wrapped in clothes, it is impossible to see the specific situation, but this guy's head is completely a magnified snail! At the tip of two pairs of long little antennae, there is actually a pair of big eyes! It looks harmless to humans and animals, but it is a little disgusting and cute.

"Hello, I'm a leopard snail, Thorndike! I'm sorry I overslept, it's an honor to see you!" the fierce and domineering 'leopard' snail man excitedly stretched out his hand and shook it with Cesar.

Sticky, slippery, moist, cold, nauseous like snot, sticky like latex paint, this is the first feeling after Cesar's handshake.

"Hehe, I'm also very happy to see you. Cesar smiled stiffly and threw his right hand behind his back, sending slime to the surface. Rita beside him immediately transformed the magic element, condensed a large amount of water to wash his palm, and then converted the fire element to heat up, and then used the wind element to dry the water, which made Cesar relax.

"Let's go, let's go in! I heard that you and Doudou arrived today, I specially bought the hot pot ingredients, not only the emperor fat cow, but also the death enoki mushroom that is a specialty of Black Carpet City, and the base is also a high-end product bought from the 'Crayfish Nightclub', you will definitely like it!"

As he spoke, Thorndike enthusiastically stretched out his hand again to pull the man, but was shrewdly dodged by Cesar, pulling the milk to block the disaster. This time, it was the turn of the milk to be disgusting.

"Hehe, I don't know if there is a fresh milk pot?" Milk smiled reluctantly.

"Ah? I only prepared spicy and three fresh, what is the fresh milk pot? I haven't heard of it! I've only heard of milk baths. The snail man showed a natural expression, and with the pair of big eyes, it was even more cute and disgusting. How could there be such a thing in this world?

......

In the middle of the night, a large crowd of people gathered around several round tables to eat. Thorndike was very well prepared this time, and in the center of the table was a large shabu-shabu, surrounded by all kinds of precious ingredients, with meat and vegetarian dishes properly matched, so that Cesar was very satisfied.

At this time, Cesar sat at the same table with Milk and Doudou, and the leopard snail secreting mucus was very eye-catching and sat with Hugo, and the disgusting group of undead were in a daze at the shabu-shabu, not daring to eat the slightest food that had touched the slime. Cesar's five female men and Hela got together, talking and laughing, and they had already mingled.

While eating, Milk and the leopard snail were constantly exchanging information, and Cesar was just listening and not interjecting. Overall, the future of Black Carpet City is good, and the Tuna have been preparing frantically lately, and it seems that they are about to clash with the Black Cavalry again, and when the melee begins, it will be a good opportunity for Western Sahara to take advantage of the situation.

"By the way, Cesar, we don't have a name yet, do we? we must be louder!" Camilla tossed a slice of beef into a bowl filled with perfume, stirred it twice, and then added it to a plate of sugar and dipped it, before she opened her mouth to eat it, revealing a satisfied expression.

"En!" Doudou, who had eaten a lot, nodded in agreement.

At this time, Rita, who fished out a magic crystal from the spicy pot, hurriedly chewed and swallowed it, and said, "Before we set off, the Spider Queen has already determined the name. ”

"Huh, what's it called?" asked Doudou as he continued.

At this time, Cesa, who had just poured a bag of marshmallows into the spicy pot, put down the empty bag, picked up a large box of macarons and prepared to throw them inside.

"That thing can't be put away, it will be boiled up soon!" Doudou warned, picked up a few precious undead chicks who had lived in the secret sauce for more than three months, and threw them into the spicy pot, and then a scream came from his ears.

"But I want to eat spicy food. Cesar shrugged and made a regretful expression.

"Pour the soup!" Rita put down the chopsticks in her hand, scooped the spicy soup for Cesar with a spoon, and thoughtfully poured it on the dessert, Cesar was immediately moved: "Rita, you are so good to me!"

"Doudou, you are so cruel, such a small chicken cub has been thrown in!" Camilla said disdainfully at the sight of the chicks struggling frantically in the pot.

"Silly, they're long dead! Doudou said proudly.

"It's the undead!" Cesar nodded to confirm that while the chicks were pretending to be alive, they were all dead.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!" Camilla picked up the little chick's wrapper and read: 'Secret Undead Sauce Chicken Nanzhou Barbecue Beef Flavor', and the chicken transformed into the undead is soaked in the secret sauce for more than three months, perfectly absorbing the flavor of the sauce, and at the same time softening the bones, making the chicken taste delicate, delicious and juicy......

"Hey, where did you just go? Ah, what's the name of our organization!" Doudou put in several other flavors of undead sauce chicken, and then asked.

"Pioneer in insect repellent. Cesar said helplessly: "Olini said that I am a fly, you are a dragonfly, and there is a snail on the black carpet, this name is very appropriate." ”

"What, they're cats!" Camilla snorted. Rita, who had a pair of rabbit ears beside her, nodded approvingly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to taste my own 'leopard snail'?"

At this moment, Thorndike came running again, and the tray in his hand was crawling with little leopard-print snails the size of thumbs, slimy and slug-like, and only the French of the earth would have this thing. It's still a spicy macaron!

Just as the people of Western Sahara were feasting, not far from the outskirts of their headquarters, a large group of men in black had already gathered and gathered together.

"The leader of the Web City has arrived?"

"That's right, just arrived this afternoon. The map of the Weaving Net City this time is not small, not only more than 200 people and horses were transported, but also 20 sets of steam mecha were ordered in the steel structure. ”

"Hmph, what about twenty sets, this is the chassis of our tuna! Compared with the strength behind me, what is the Weaving Net City? It's okay to sell intelligence, but forget about grabbing territory. Inform the people below, prepare for action, give them a welcome ceremony, and test whether they have the strength to gain a foothold? If the group is destroyed, the face of the Weaving Net City will be lost. ”

"Yes!" (to be continued......)

PS: Thanks: The wolf with drooping ears, the little Trojan horse, the monthly pass of the Ten Parties, and the rewards of the Houhan Liu, the Ten Parties, and the broken de bottles.

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Today is a little late, because I am praying for the majority of college entrance examination candidates. Well, I don't know if it's useful?