A large, enclosed office with simple furnishings and a large mahogany desk in the center. Cesar sat with his elbows propped up on the table, his chin folded with his hands folded, and his eyes obscured by reflective flat glass mirrors. Behind him, stood the inseparable maid sister. On the other side is the 'bargain king' who closes his eyes and recuperates, Molière.

On the sofa against the wall of the room, two people sit. Milk was smiling at the scene in the center of the room, rubbing a flask with her hands. Byron, beside him, looked down at a street brawl magazine entitled "Beating the Minotaur", and did not care about the qiē that happened in the center of the room.

Opposite Cesar, three slightly reserved men sat similarly. A well-dressed white-bearded old man, a middle-aged uncle with a stubble on his face, and a man with a mustache.

The three of them were so nervous and restrained at this time that they had nothing to do with what Cesara and Rita had done. From an outsider's point of view, it's just an empty office, with windows and doors closed to let in the slightest bit of air. But in the eyes of these three men, this is a bright red space!

Beneath his feet was no longer a solid floor, but a swamp of flesh and blood that was constantly churning and bubbling as if it had been boiled. Countless demon maggots surged in the swamp, making the scalp tingling and indescribably disgusting. There was a fishy sweet smell wafting in the air, a dark green miasma was everywhere, surrounded by a forest of white bones, and countless silver magic flies and piranhas were eyeing each other, making people feel very depressed. The most terrifying thing is that three super great white sharks with a body length of more than ten meters are floating quietly behind them, with long saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, each of which exudes a terrifying aura beyond the level of harm.

At this time, not only did Cesara open the realm, but Rita beside him also opened the 'stance realm' like a wolf, enveloping the three poor old men with gravity. The chair under him made a 'creaking' sound, and the white-bearded old man was almost crushed to death.

Plus the milk's vague gaze. and the tyrannical murderous intent emanating from Byron's body. In this case, who can calmly look at Cesara? And the three of them are only suffering from the strength of the median.

"Ahem, what do you think? My contract is so loose that it would be a pity if I missed it!" staring at the thick stack of contracts in front of the three of them. Cesar said with an expression of 'I'm good for you, and if you don't obey, you will ruin miè humanely'.

"You are so gracious, host, you have given us a new life, and we deserve to give our lives for you. The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he smiled.

"So what are you hesitating about? Sign it! Sign it, and you're your own. I don't know how much easier it is to have a hiring agreement than an exclusive undead whose soul is under my complete control, why, are you still not satisfied?" asked Cesar in a deliberately long voice. Then, Rita, Milk, and Byron all looked up murderously. Look at the three.

"I'll sign it!" said Grandpa Whitebeard with a helpless expression.

"Same. Uncle Stubble, who was blind, nodded indifferently.

"Agreed!" replied coldly with an expressionless mustache.

The three men in front of him who are not yet strong enough to suffer from the top position are the three 'great writers' created by Cesara who has forgotten to sleep and eat in the past month! Some time ago, Olyny, who attached great importance to Cesar, finally bought back the corpse he requested. After that, Cesar went out of his house and stayed every day in 'Camilla's room'. Create new undead minions.

He has the manufacturing experience accumulated by Atsu, and he also has the number of jù collected from Defoe and Wilde. Cesara finally changed his mind and stopped creating the kind of undead who could have complete control.

A necromancer can control a limited number of undead. If you pursue quantity too much, the result will either suffer backlash or the quality of the undead will be low. Cesar wants to take the elite route and constantly improve the strength of the undead. Only quality. Although his soul is stronger after he is promoted to the harm level, he still has to reserve space for Milk and others, and it is still difficult to contract more undead.

After some thought, Cesar gave up on the idea of having complete control over the undead, and prepared to restrain the undead through a mercenary relationship. Forcibly control an undead spirit. It is likely that there will be the result of Defoe's disobedience, passive sabotage, and working against himself. If it is just hired and lured with a reward that cannot be refused, it is likely to arouse the enthusiasm of the undead 200 percent.

With this idea, Cesar summoned Molière back and asked this 'bargaining king', who could not only sit on the ground to raise the price, but also repay the money on the ground, and wrote an employment contract for himself that was even harsher than the devil's contract and swore to the pulse of the world. Although this contract is not as domineering as the 'Soul Contract', it is not much worse.

The day before yesterday, Cesar finally succeeded in creating three new great writers and suppressed their strength in the middle of the suffer, just in case. Surprisingly, these three people were all good-tempered, not rebellious people, and they were quite grateful to Cesara who gave them a new life. As a result, the two sides communicated more smoothly.

Yesterday, Cesar handed over the contract to the hands of the three great writers and asked them to read it carefully, 'If there is no problem, then sign it!'

At first, the three newborn spirits, confused in their hearts, did not refuse! They were grateful to Cesar, and they had nothing to do, and they were willing to serve Cesara. But when they read the demanding contracts, their minds changed. The content of this contract is too much, not much worse than the most cruel contract, plus their strength is limited, they can't resist, so they can only euphemistically express their unwillingness.

Today, Cesar invited the three great writers into the office, and then, without saying a word, joined forces with Rita duang!duang!, superimposed the field, and used his strength to force the three great writers.

Under the joint oppression of two hazard levels, three great white sharks, and two super mummies, the three great writers compromised. With a helpless face, he signed three names on the contract: "John Ronald Riel Tolkien", "Jean Jacques Rousseau", and "Victor Hugo".

Since learning the inside story of the scourge and calamity, Cesara's view of the undead has also changed dramatically. In the past, he pursued great power, believing that the stronger the corpse, the stronger the undead. For example, Rita, who used to be a disaster, once she became a steel maid, she had a field and became the best of the evil. There are also those three great white sharks, which are also strong after resurrection.

Nowadays, he values the inner potential of the undead even more. It's very easy to train an undead to be harmful, as long as you spend your life and money. But if you want to condense an undead in the realm, it will be extremely difficult. If you want to cultivate the undead into a disaster, or even a disaster, you must require it to have the potential to defy the sky.

High-level corpses are too expensive to come by, and the geniuses who die halfway through this world are too big to get their hands on. If you can tap into the inner potential of the undead, you can make them grow quickly, and it is very cost-effective!

The three mummies at this time are all highly gifted and gifted during their lifetimes.

Tolkien was a discarded 'school necromancer' with excellent qualifications, but he did not like to fight, and instead devoted all his energy to business. After half a lifetime of hard work, he developed an inexpensive and practical undead labor, and also developed many techniques to enhance the undead labor.

In order to make money, he produced zombies on a large scale, disrupting the order of the undead market, and was eventually assassinated by the giants who tried to monopolize the undead trade. The time of death is six years, and it is well preserved, but because its own strength is too poor, it has not been sold.

Today's Tolkien is only in the middle position, but he has a talent "The Lord of the Rings" that is even more terrifying than Lulu. Transformed from a necromancer into a corpse mummy, he could theoretically make twenty rings, indirectly control twenty black knights, and give them magical powers. Compared to Cesar, who can only control the four undead, it is much stronger.

The second great writer, Rousseau. The origin is unknown, it is a strange corpse flowing from Nanzhou. After expert examination, the corpse was dead for more than three years, and the flesh and body were decomposed, but there was a huge amount of spiritual power left in the brain, which was condensed, but there was no sign of transforming the undead, and it was judged to be a high-end product, and was finally bought by the Spider Queen.

After being given Camilla's superpowers, Rousseau obtained a soul-based ability called "Confessions". The exact content is unknown, and his origin is as mysterious.

The third great writer, Hugo, is the death knell killer who was hunted down by the association's hunting team some time ago. Before his death, his killer level was already S, he had the strength of the pinnacle of harm, and he was a real powerhouse, stronger than Cesar, a 'cheater' who relied on team strength to rush to the B rank.

Because he had just died, he was transformed into a ghost by Cesar, retaining his full memory. After accepting Camilla's superpowers, he did not show his abilities, he was a silent and calm man, and he was also the most expensive of the three great writers. At the moment, he is only in the middle of the disease, but Cesar is confident that he will soon be able to recover to the peak of harm.

Getting up and putting away the three employment contracts, Cesar withdrew to his satisfaction, shook hands with the three great writers, and then threw them into Byron's hands. From now on, Cesar's mummified army expanded again, and the veteran fighter Byron was upgraded to a small leader.

"Byron, tell these three about us. Milk, come with me and tell me about the situation on the black carpet and the recruitment of personnel. Cesar beckoned to the milk and walked out the door.

During this month, Cesar himself has been hiding in the real room, but he has not forgotten the incident in the Black Carpet City. On the contrary, he has been letting Milk recruit troops, leaving Rita in charge of logistics, with a steady stream of information from 'Spiders', and chess pieces planted in Web City, Cesar has already made the situation in Black Carpet City clear.

Now that the three great writers have returned to their positions, and his soldiers are well fed, he is ready to do something about the black carpet. (To be continued......)

PS: There is too much content in this volume, and the brain is not enough, Carvin......