On the periphery of Green Lake, there are undulating grass beaches ranging from tens of kilometers to hundreds of kilometers, and then extending beyond are ravines, only the terrain of Green Lake City is relatively flat. The outermost part is surrounded by endless mountains, forming an enclosed basin.

The source of the lake, the flowing water from the surrounding mountains, and the rain, is polluted by the sub-divine veins and turned green, the plants and animals near the basin generally carry highly poisonous, violent personalities, and there is a 60% chance of undead after death, the local residents are miserable, and the primitive cremation is popular, but the ashes are highly praised for being used as fertilizer!

Because of the special and harsh natural environment, coupled with inconvenient transportation, Green Lake can be described as inaccessible, two roads are rugged and difficult, and a railway lacks maintenance, normal people will never risk death to go to this barren land with the attribute of 'plague + death' to play. The flora and fauna inside form a special food chain structure, and it is impossible to survive alone from the basin area.

Some of the residents who have settled in Green Lake City are poor people who have lived here for generations, and they have long since adapted to the environment. Some of them are rat-people who love plagues and poisonous environments. In addition, there are the sinners exiled by the Marinza Empire, the goblins who evade taxes, the slaves sent to clear the wasteland, and some medicine pickers, miners, necromancers, plague warlocks, zombie enthusiasts......

A few years ago, there was an idiot zombie industry owner in the Northern Regions who spent a huge amount of money to build a 'zombie factory' near Green Lake, hoping to use the dead air here to mass-produce zombie laborers. As a result, the production of zombies has tripled, but unfortunately each one has exceeded the pathogen standard, and whoever buys it will die. In the end, even the Northern and Central Underworlds were unwilling to recycle this junk product full of mutated plagues, and the idiot boss ended up dismal, throwing himself into a lake and becoming a member of the army of local carrion.

Overall. The Green Lake includes the outer mountainous areas, and there is hardly any decent place within a radius of thousands of miles. Bypassing this desolate, poisonous, dangerous and carrion zone, to the outskirts of the mountains, there is a communication artery to the northern and central regions. It can be said that Cesara picked a piece that has absolutely no development potential. And the chassis that is not disturbed.

"In fact, the geographical location is not bad, surrounded by mountains, easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is perfect for making a nest. If you control the sub-divine veins here, it will be impregnable, a country within a country. Elsa praised.

"The location is good, but unfortunately this lake is too unappetizing, and the local characteristic undead are also very cheating fathers. If it weren't for the fact that it was surrounded by mountains, it would have surrounded the green lake. Letting these plague zombies out is definitely a big disaster. Cesar frowned, thinking about what the future would hold.

The area of the Green Lake Basin is not small, and it is also a top-level sub-divine vein, and according to the analysis of the association, it even has the qualification to impact the true divine vein. This is the first top-level sub-divine vein in Western Sahara, and in the future in the base of the Central Domain, it must not be treated as child's play. But. Green Lake is really disgusting, Green Lake City is remote and backward. How do we develop it?

"I've also observed on the spot, let's go back first, go home and discuss the countermeasures slowly?" Camilla couldn't stand the terrifying feeling of parking the hovercar on the terrible lake and watching countless dark green bubbles continue to burst beneath her, and hurriedly urged.

"I feel nauseous, I don't want to eat!" Gosner said with a runny nose.

Nana reclined in her seat. Close your eyes and refresh yourself. Anyway, she wears an eye patch and can't see anything, so she doesn't have to accept this mental torture.

......

When he returned to the dilapidated Lord's Mansion, a large crowd of people with unknown truths who ran over to raise their postures surrounded the mansion, and a subtle feeling of the countryside crowd watching the monkeys in the city spontaneously appeared.

Green Lake City is a backward city. The level of development is still in the last century, ox carts and steam carts are popular, there is no building with more than 20 floors, the population is sparse, giving people the illusion of a poor mountainous area isolated from the world, and the per capita cultural education level is very low, but the new 'Vocational and Technical College of the Dead' has run three.

The bear children born here usually have a little death attribute, and they grew up in the plague land they are very resistant, thicker than ordinary people, after learning some basic 'necromancy' in the technical college, they go to the big cities of the Middle Regions or Marenza, with their meager 'undead maintenance technology' to find a fashionable 'undead labor maintenance' job, after saving enough money, go home to marry a wife and have monkeys, and then let the bear children repeat their own path, it is really beautiful to think about!

Now the lord of Cesara suddenly came, took his sister and pet, and ran to heaven in a flying car, leaving more than 2,000 zombie laborers repairing the mansion. Such a powerful news naturally spread to the hundreds, and it deservedly became the headline news of this calm city.

Not to mention, the people of Green Lake City have never seen the spectacular scene of more than 2,000 humanoid creatures gathering together to do a job. Now seeing the two thousand undead laborers busy repairing the house and painting the walls, I am amazed, and there is only one thought in my heart, this lord is not ordinary!

"Scattered, scattered, scattered!" Cesar waved his hand to drive away the ignorant villagers, who thought that these guys really regarded him as a monkey for a performance, and laughed and applauded. But more eyes are still focused on their beautiful girls.

"Forget it, let's go inside. Ignoring the rabble, Cesar led Camilla and his party into the Lord's Palace, then closed the gates.

The undead of the two thousand professions of the architecture department shot at the same time, and the problems such as water leakage and wind leakage were quickly fixed, but he did not mean to be wronged, and directly opened the silver wheel and entered the 'food nest' with a comfortable environment.

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After a four-day field trip, Cesara basically investigated the situation at Green Lake. Speaking of which, if you become a god, you should be a lake god, or a water god, or a slime snot plague slime god?

"What an awkward thing!" Camilla, wearing a gas mask on her face, stood by the lake in an isolation gown, looking out at the dark green lake with bubbles that seemed to be boiled by underground lava.

Not far from Cesar's family, a group of fly goblins who are not afraid of death are getting together to discuss something. Soon, they pulled a white rabbit out of an old goblin's silver ring, and flew to the surface of the lake and threw it in. After a while, a few flies and goblins pulled the fishing line again, and pulled out a white miserable skeleton from the boiling water, and then the gadgets burst into cheers, and flew around with joy, as if they had done something big.

"Sinai, don't you care?" said Cesar, standing beside the Green Lake, thinking something.

"You can't kill the nature of the demon fly girl, the little rabbit is bred by a spherical sea of blood, and it is worthless. Sinai landed on top of Cesar's head, and rubbed his horns with a happy face.

"Cesar, what are you going to do with this top-level sub-divine vein?" Nana asked with a frown, breathing in some strange air.

The air around Green Lake is not very good.

"This sub-divine vein of mine is hidden in the Green Lake, so I plan to imitate the structure of the 'Fairy Township' and establish my own divine domain in the lake. In addition to this, this lake is a plague attribute, and a large number of mutated plagues grow in it. For ordinary life, this lake is a forbidden area for life, and no creature can survive in it, but for my 'demonized virus', it is a petri dish full of nutrients. Cesar spoke of the plan that had been worked out these days.

The establishment of the Divine Domain is actually very simple, the Association occupied this top-level sub-divine vein four years ago and sealed it down. Now that Cesara has arrived, as long as he re-liberates the secondary divine vein and is recognized by it, he can become a new deity. The difficult question is the environmental transformation of Green Lake, and how will Green Lake City develop?

A few days ago, Sisar took samples from the Green Lake and sent them to the brood for analysis in the hope of finding a way to purify the lake's water. Even if it can't be purified, the lake water should be clear, not a pot of bubbling snot paste. However, in the end, the results were not satisfactory.

The brood did find a way to purify the lake's water, and there were several more, but none of them were cheap. Ezisah's assets today are not enough to support even the cheapest project. Because this lake is so big, it is about half the size of Fairy Lake.

In the end, Cesar's inspiration exploded, recalling that he had not only taken a course in 'necromancy' and developed the 'heart engine' in black molars, but also studied 'plague' and researched the 'demonic virus' under Tata Mols. (To be continued.) )

PS: You people are very optimistic about the development prospects of the slag. Let me tell you, this time, the scum will usher in a rocket-like rapid development, otherwise how will you play with the god of disaster next?