"I went to bury him, but he was also a former teammate, so it's really not good to let him be exposed to the wilderness. Cesar got up, lifted up the dead body that had fallen to the ground, and walked into the forest.

"Hey, wait, boy, you don't have some conspiracy, do you?, or do you want to find a hidden place to take it out?"

"This corpse has been destroyed like this, and if there is anything good, it has already been taken by the previous one. If you don't believe me, you can do it yourself. I had an acquaintance with him, and I didn't want to see him die without a place to bury, but if you die one day, I will never search for anything from you, let alone touch you. Cesar glanced up at the unicorn and replied coldly. 、

"You're looking for death!" said the unicorn furious.

The long-nosed horse gang has always had a bad attitude towards him, even if he has the idea of wooing, his demeanor is still domineering. And Cesar didn't mean to pounce on them, and cooperated with them, in addition to reducing the danger brought by the outside world, all that was left was to use their power to hunt and kill dinosaurs.

Just after listening to the information of the proboscis horse's introduction to the 'virtual god', the unicorn guy's attitude towards Shirley is obviously much better, although he is still cold, he is no longer-for-tat. As for the reason, Shirley was very sure that the kobold Ali Baba would stand by her side, so the unicorn who bullied the soft and feared the hard shrank.

In the final analysis, it is a matter of strength, and I am underestimated, so my status is poor. Since these undisciplined fellows are so pragmatic, Cesar doesn't plan to have a good time with them.

Seeing that Cesar and the unicorn have a tendency to go off the rails. The proboscis horse pretended to be a peacemaker and said, "All right, let Cesar bury the body." Being able to collect corpses for his companions just proves that Cesar has a good character. ”

"Hmph, I'm going back~!Sheep's head, let's go!" The unicorn turned back and shouted to the wildebeest behind him.

"I'm going over there, it might take some time, and I won't have to wait for dinner. Cesar greeted him, and disappeared into the woods with the body of the Pen Man.

......

"Master, are you really going to bury him?" Milk followed Cesar. Curious.

"What so much nonsense. Undress him!" Cesar commanded, throwing his ragged body on the ground.

"Undress?" Milk asked, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Shut up!

Cesar scolded, then kicked out. Shovel a deep pit in the flat grass. Subsequently. He took the rags off the milk. Throw it into the pit, then cover the dirt back and step on it. At last. He put a discarded fountain pen on a small earthen bag and made a well-dressed mound for the unfamiliar pen man.

"And what about this?" asked Milk, pointing to the slick corpse next to her.

"Of course it's waste, Camilla, open the door!"

The cats opened the door to the room, and Cesar knocked the milk unconscious and walked in with the mangled corpse. Although the pen man's ability is unknown, and his body is damaged, he can no longer be made into a high-level undead, but his organs are still good undead materials.

After a pleasant dissection, Cesar, who was uncomfortable, finally refreshed. Soak the dug heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, a complete brain, and an eyeball into different potion bottles, then label them, and carefully store them in the refrigerator. Then, with his right hand outstretched, Cesar released a swarm of flies that devoured the remaining flesh and blood on the test bench. Ever since there was a bloody swamp, Cesar discovered that the demon fly was a corpse extermination artifact at all, and Ma Ma no longer worries about leaving clues after I kill someone!

Disposing of the remaining flesh, Cesar asked Minus to spit out his intended dinosaur organs and tissues and began to pack them for collection.

"Why is there only such a little?" Cesar secretly collected a lot of complete dinosaur corpses, and got more than that!

"Uh, it's all about Elsa's numbness, no, Sister Elsa's decomposed. She said that these organs are all duplicated, just leave you some samples. He also said that these are all low-level dinosaurs, there is no need to hoard too much, the Big Five is your target. The minus said aggrievedly.

"The Big Five?!" exclaimed Cesar's eyes widened, "even if she recovers to peak condition, she is no match for the Big Five!

"Why are you bullying my sister, you have the ability to find Elsa Ma Ma Theory by yourself!" shouted the plus sign in the left hand unwillingly.

"Shut up, I'm my sister!" replied with a minus.

"yes, I'll help you, you still dare to kill me!"

"You are obviously taking advantage of me, where do you mean to help me? I am my sister!"

"You ......"

"Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you, I still have something to do. By the way, Camilla, how much fresh milk is in the fridge?" Cesar looked back at the cat-eared Lori lying in the cradle, holding a bottle of straw perfume in both hands and kicking a ball of yarn in coordination with her feet.

"What's the matter? There are only six boxes left, and they are all fruity flavors that I like to drink. I bought these things with my private money, and you will never be able to take them out without my permission!" Camilla replied vigilantly.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, I love you so much, how can I rob you of your milk! Besides, it will take a few years to rob you. Looking at Camilla's unremarkable chest, Cesar sneered.

"Then why do you ask this?" Camilla shook her ears and stared at Cesar for fear that he might have some scheme.

"I'm probably going to have to fight with the proboscis horses recently, and we have to be at the highest level. So I'm going to do my best to make Byron. You calculate, apart from me and Byron, only milk can be counted as combat power, but his natural ability is very demanding, and he must have dairy products to activate it. Originally, I was going to get a few buckets of fresh milk on the 'Trench Gold', but I suddenly ran into a sea monster and then arrived here. If it weren't for the lack of preparation, milk wouldn't be useless. Cesar explained.

Hearing Cesar's words, he had already returned to normal, and he was cleaning up the milk of the surgical equipment on the side, and unconsciously shed tears of grievance. It's so bleak, and it's a real failure to be despised by the master everywhere!

"Hmph, what do you mean by only three combat powers? Liso got up and glared at Cesar. "Oops!" Immediately after, the ball of yarn landed and hit her in the head, knocking the cat out of the cradle.

Seeing the stupid Camilla, Cesar didn't say a word, so he stood there quietly, watching the cat-eared lady chasing a ball of thread tearing and patting, and having fun. Wrong, it was to vent the anger in her heart.

"How? Borrow a few bottles of fruit milk. This way, my stress is a little easier. Cesar and Camilla took counsel.

"Oh...... I remember. Does he have the ability to do it? Camilla asked, glancing at the milk and wagging her tail.

"Miss Camilla, don't worry, I will be able to do it, I will definitely not let down my master's trust in me!" said the milk that had begun to wipe the table, suddenly raised her head and said with high spirits.

"Forget it. Make an exception and send you a box. Remember to save it! In the future, you have to make up the money, remember to pay interest!" said Camilla, who ran barefoot towards the warehouse.

Cesara on the other side. I also took out Byron, which had been perfected by making zuò.

At this time, Byron's remnants had already been repaired, and the original heart was replaced by a victim-level heart engine. In addition, the bones of his whole body have all been specially metallized by Master G, which has become extremely hard, and it is extremely tough and not easy to break. Byron is a strength hand-to-hand fighter, and his bones are strengthened without much impact on his speed, but his strength and defense are much improved.

In addition to these, there are two things that make Cesar very satisfied. The first is Byron's heart engine, which comes from the corpse of the most powerful person that Elsa gave him as a birthday present.

The corpse has been given to the dissecter, and it has been made into Lord Kaz, and now it is estimated that it has been launched into space, right?, but Lord Kaz's heart remained, this is the heart of a 'rock striker' martial arts powerhouse, with a strong 'earth' attribute, and fused with Byron's pure hand-to-hand combat 'muscular physique', deriving a new talent of 'earth power'.

In addition, before Cesar was imprisoned, he had made a deal with the Ring of Zero and obtained a blood-melting potion of the Celestial Bull blood that Byron had. When the mummy was recreated, Cesar re-cultivated Byron's flesh and maximized the two talents of the Celestial Bull bloodline. One is the 'Great Power' talent that is fused with the 'Heart of the Earth', and the other is the 'carapace' unique to beetles.

Today's Byron, there is no longer a bloodline bottleneck, and with his own accumulation, he should soon be able to hit the harm level. However, after seeing the strength of those carnivorous dragons again, Cesar had a new idea. If Byron was given a tube of the Big Five's blood-melting potion, would he explode and die? Or would he evolve something more terrifying? Anyway, it would be his own undead, and he wouldn't feel distressed if he played badly! Cesar was full of expectations for this.

"Hey, I thought it was perfect, but after seeing those dinosaurs, I had a new inspiration!" patted the burly mummy in front of him, Cesar sighed.

Suddenly, Cesar turned his head, stared at Milk, and asked, "Milk, can I trust you?"

"Huh?" Milk, who began to sweep the floor, looked up stupidly and looked at the boy in confusion.

"Will you betray me?" asked Cesara inexplicably.

"How is that possible?!!, you are my master!" Milk replied in alarm, lest Cesar misunderstand him.

"You know, a necromancer can control countless undead, but only a very small fraction of them. A genius like me can contract at most five undead with similar strength to himself, which is already a terrifying number. If you take a step back and choose the undead who are not ranked, you can instead increase to ten. But no matter how many garbage contracts there are, what's the use of being cannon fodder? My philosophy is very simple, 'win by quality', and only select elites. ”

"Although I don't do many undead, every one of them is a masterpiece, and neither do you. You don't seem to be strong, but you have a lot of potential, and you can improve like an ability, and you won't touch your limits and get stuck. If I were to divide my souls into units, each of which would be able to sustain a standard 'afflicted' undead, I would have about 6 units. And you, probably occupy 1.8, which can be seen as 2 units. As for Byron, it's about 3.5. If I contract both of you at the same time, I'll be almost at the limit. ”

"If there are two elite mummies in the outside world, plus my own strength, no matter what I do, it will be enough. But this place is different, and this realm makes me feel very insecure. So, I intend to continue to make zuò undead. By the time Byron is finished, I'll be able to take the lead of the team. When the time comes, I will have more resources and will soon be able to create another undead. But I'm going to face a dilemma. ”

"Building a stronger mummy to take your place and allow you to retire and return to the real yàn room standby is never the best option. I need more men to help me face the enemy from the outside. You've been with me for a year, and I know you well and trust you. But Byron is different, although I have recreated his soul, this does not guarantee his character, and I must keep him firmly in check. Cesar looked at the milk and said to himself.

"Master?" seemed to think of something, and Milk cried out excitedly, looking tentatively at Cesar.

"That's right, I'm going to give you freedom, give up absolute control over you, and only keep a part of the soul connection. In this way, I can contract the third undead. As I said earlier, what I make is all fine work, whether you or Byron, you have self-awareness, and virtual souls, to put it bluntly, you are the supreme masterpiece of black molars, artificial humans with life and soul. So you don't have to worry, if you lose my support, there will be a decline in strength, sluggishness, etc. ”

As a necromancer, Cesar is very satisfied with the 'blood honey' and 'soul syrup' inherited by his mother, although he has been polluted by the gluttonous bloodline and has become a foodie talent, but he is still so powerful, he can completely copy the 'Philosopher's Stone', and it also has the function of eating. The young master is simply a natural undead system!

"Lord, Lord...... Master!" at this time, the milk was already speechless with excitement.

"Now, let me ask you again, will you betray me?"

With a 'plop', Milk leaned down and lay down in front of Cesar, and said with tears in her eyes: "No! My body, my life, my soul, and my every qiē were all given by my master, the goblin Hajgal Trensu died eight years ago, and my milk was only frozen in the dark freezer for many years, and finally the master found the mummy servant. No matter what happens to me in the future, I will always be loyal to you!"

"Well, I'll trust you this time, don't let me down!" Cesar patted Milk on the shoulder, and said with a pretended compassion, looking like he was at ease with his men, and with a little bit of the ancient nobleman's pretense of accepting the knight's allegiance.

In fact, Cesar has long seen the character of a loyal dog who eats hardships and stands hard work, and has always planned to liberate his authority. It's just that after letting go of the permission, Milk's autonomy will be greatly enhanced, and he can no longer forcibly order goblins and beat and scold at will, so he endured it for a long time.

At this time, he was making a full set of plays, and Cesar's words were completely deceiving the feelings of the goblins and enhancing his great image in the eyes of milk. When the dirty work is distributed in the future, there will be no complaints about the milk.

As for the undead rebellion, as a necromancer, he has long been prepared. Cesar's original 'resuscitation technique' not only has several soul combination locks, but also a one-click restore function. If Milk dares to betray, he dares to empty the soul of the goblin and make it an idiot. If the milk is against the sky and hard to resist one-click restoration, without losing self-consciousness, Cesar also has a soul self-destruction program, a bomb built into the heart engine, and a demonized B virus lurking in the mummy's body and many other means. Don't believe in playing this mummy!

"Master, don't worry, no matter if you let me go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, my milk will not blink an eye!" moved the bad milk, hugged Cesar's thigh and howled bitterly.

"Alright, alright, I believe in you, come, this piece of paper is for you, as a gift to celebrate your freedom, why don't you wipe your tears quickly?

"Huh, did you miss a good show?" Camilla, who was dragging a box of strawberry-flavored bags of milk with her tail, came to the real yàn stage and asked curiously.

"Milk, your gear is here, don't go check it out yet. ”

"Woooooooooo......oo "The little ones are going!" (to be continued......)

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