Two days after the family meeting, the Plague Gods were like a clockwork machine, and they were running at full capacity. The people of Magic Stone City have changed to a new environment, although the dozen or so sky-swallowing giant mouths above their heads are really terrifying, bringing extremely huge mental pressure. However, other material compensation and a large number of benefits made the commoners taste the sweetness, and finally gradually adapted to the new environment.

After the plague god system was on the right track, a large number of fruits, magic stones, and alien life were packed, blood honey began to be exported, and undead trash fish were packed, Molière also left the basin and went to the Central Region under Camilla's remote command, and began a journey to inspect the market and attract investment.

At the same time, a large team of goblins also trekked from the southern regions to the periphery of the plague basin step by step, preparing to settle in this rich and beautiful plague god domain, and accept the cruel exploitation of the Xisara family, as well as all kinds of inhumane goblin live experiments.

When the turtle goblins, who were originally members of the Southern Beggars, witnessed the terrifying gluttonous mouths, the glowing mushroom blanket forests at night, the strange alien lifeforms, the out-of-control undead beaten by the sonic ducks, and the huge magic pool, the goblins went crazy and were shocked. Compared to the ordinary Southern Regions, this is a special god realm, right?!

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"My lord, the first batch of immigrant goblins has been delivered, and the second batch is still on the way. "Cesar's faithful dog-legged, the chloroplast goblin 'Green Overlord' got down on one knee and said respectfully.

Behind him, stands the cousin of Columbus, an old black molar, the steam goblin 'Avenger' Grey Ears. Half of the members of the current Goblin Alliance have been bribed by Gray Ears and Milk to join Western Sahara, who are the main population of Western Sahara's future plague god domain.

Compared with humans with high poison resistance, goblins who can mutate genes anytime and anywhere to adapt to various extreme environments. It's no different from being more suitable for the Plague God Domain. And the goblins are obedient, good at being exploited and oppressed, notoriously industrious and simple, insensitive, do not oppress them, who will exploit?

Look at the hairy bears in the northern regions, aren't they just laid off? They actually want to collude with the Oak bears in the outer regions to riot. Take a look at our goblins. I didn't complain about queuing up to cut my kidney, and I still worked 18 hours a day without any salary. After his sudden death, he also volunteered to donate his body to the underworld, which is really a model for my generation!

Hearing the report of the Green Overlord, Cesar nodded and said, "Let those little goblin leaders report to the Acting Death Reaper 'Rotting Boss'." Each small leader, divided into a villa, does not need to work in the future. You can take 10% of the labor income of the goblins under you. They have only one task, give me a good squeeze! Those goblin bosses, each with a mansion, a car, select ten dead corpses of any race, and get an annual salary and dividends in the future, and build a real estate in the underworld. In the future, they can choose any branch of their choice to act as a sales agent for the Silver Consortium and be responsible for all kinds of trade work in Ceylon. Of course. If someone wants to be an official, they can also report to the 'Acting Grim Reaper' Alpaca-kun. If you do a good job as a subordinate official of the Plague God Department, you can get a low-level sub-god vein, and then turn into a low-level sub-god of the Plague God Department. Also, the descendants of those great chieftains want to practice supernatural powers. Go to the Grim Reaper's Electric Eel Goblin to sign up. If you want to do business or be an official, you will go to the rotting corpse boss and the alpaca gentleman for an internship. Now that my 'Great Plague God Department' is in ruins, as long as you work hard, the benefits will drop greatly, and the flower girl will drop a lot! I can squeeze one out for you, too. ”

"The minister is grateful, there is nothing to repay, he should serve the death force, and he will not hesitate to break his bones!" The Green Overlord knelt in front of Cesar and cried bitterly, not because the goblin clan was moved to meet the master, but simply because he was happy about his bright future.

"By the way, have you made contact with the cosmic goblins?" said Cesar again.

"Yes, we followed the instructions of the adults and found those ...... Those aliens. The Green Overlord's expression became a little strange, after all, the cosmic goblins seemed to be goblins. This subtle feeling that the alien who has been waiting for countless years is actually a distant relative of his own family, which is incomprehensible to outsiders.

"Oh? Did they say anything?"

"Yes! The cosmic goblins sent four representatives, followed the first group to arrive at the Plague God Domain, and waited outside. "Green Overlord Road.

"Four, are they the four spongy brothers?"

"Yes, it's them!"

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After receiving the four spongy brothers who came to deliver the letter, Cesar finally calmed down and unfolded the letter in his hand.

This is a greeting letter from the Sins, and the content is simple: a representative of Hell will visit you shortly. Due to the fact that the Central Domain was controlled by the three major forces, it was heavily fortified, and the Sin Clan's business in Ceylon was busy during this time, so there was no time to meet, so the Sin Clan wanted to arrange the meeting place in the Western World.

After burning the letter paper in hand, Cesar and Elsa agreed on the future direction of the 'Plague God System', and then wrote a letter of visit to the 'Headless Senior' and handed it to the Green Overlord to send the letter to the Central Underworld. After that, Cesar summoned the four 'sub-god spokesmen' who sat down, and arranged the things of the Magic Stone City and the plague underworld to four subordinates, and then each of them bound a host mother to monitor the whole process, and handed over all the authority of the kingdom of God to the 'plague-host mother', and then let go of the 'plague god domain' that had just started, and prepared to leave the middle region and return to his hometown.

As the orthodox god of death, Sinai has no consciousness of the god of half-calamity, and there is no reluctance, frustration and fear of leaving the vein of the plague. Once the other scourge levels are bound to the veins of the world, they will not leave their lair even half a step if they are killed, and will only work hard to develop their power, recruit their subordinates, and hire the top spokesperson, but Sinai doesn't care about all this.

Before coming to the 'Plague Vein', Cesar had a lot of money, and he had scavenged a large number of 'World Vein Materials' at the association's headquarters, as well as various precious materials, and now he left the Plague Vein empty-handed, leaving only an old-fashioned steam airship.

"Shall we go home on this thing?" Camilla said, gesturing at the crumbling run-down airship, her expression disgusted. She had quit airships five years ago and switched to flying saucers, and now it was humiliating to let a modern person ride a broken donkey cart, "Didn't you steal a levitating magic guide from the association?"

"That thing has a limited amount of energy, it can't fly out of the Plague Basin, and we can reverse the car as long as we get out of the crater. Otherwise, ride the great white shark with me. Cesar said helplessly.

Leaving all the younger brothers behind, Cesar took his family and a conch sister to leave the closed Plague God Domain through the mouth of gluttony in an airship, and began to advance towards the hinterland of the Marenza Empire in the Western Regions. After seven years away from home, he is finally going back to his hometown, Akon City.

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At the same time that Cesar decides to return to his hometown, in a mansion in the distant East, Hela is surrounded by a red figure with a flattering face, and her expression is indescribably flattering. And Hull beside her also stood aside with low eyebrows, like a little maid with no status.

"Sister, how is your transformation?" Hela asked earnestly as she saw the red figure slowly twist her neck.

"I said don't call me the eldest sister, she is only 15 years old this year, and she is younger than you!" said the red figure in disgust.

"It's a small negligence, the eldest sister of the Aedes mosquito is the real eldest sister!"

Hela quickly nodded and admitted her mistake, her attitude respectful. And the one she treated like this was naturally Cesar's sister, Dorothy.

"Sister Dorothy, you haven't said if the transformation was successful?" asked Hull curiously.

"Hmph, do you need to say this? The evil king's egg has long been suppressed by me! At the beginning, my brother told me that he had seen an arrow witch in Ganggu City, that is, the silver vein had been transformed by the witch and perfectly inherited the witch's physique, but it was not affected by the evil king's egg in the slightest. How could I fail something that mortals could do?!"

As Dorothy spoke, a dozen things that looked like tentacles and vines had quietly wrapped around their bodies from behind Hela and Hull. In the next moment, the witch's unique spiritual pollution and tentacle hell are all revealed, dragging the two into a blood-colored garden full of fishy sweet aroma. (To be continued.) )