Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

This is perhaps a philosophical question that many people will spend their entire lives pondering.

But for someone who is in a state of bewilderment, it is indeed a very real problem.

After all, he was waiting for the server to finally shut down in his favorite game where he had invested a lot of time, money and energy in the last second, and the next second he found that the logout interface was gone, and he appeared in a completely unfamiliar world with the entire guild and all the NPCs.

In particular, the identity has changed from a human with rich emotions and a lot of primitive instincts, desires and impulses to a cold undead, and the feeling is very strange and indescribable.

But I don't know why, but I got used to it in a very short time, as if it was supposed to be like this.

What really scares them is that the NPCs who don't have any intelligence at all in the game are now alive and have the same personalities that the player created them in the past.

This is a terrible nightmare for a salesman who has lost both parents, has no friends in real life, is at the bottom of society, is often bullied by his boss and colleagues, and has a bit of social phobia.

Especially when you see those NPCs who have "come to life" staring at you with infinite respect, adoration and admiration, waiting for you to make a decision and give an order, the whole person is like an ant sitting on a hot pot, exuding tension and anxiety from the inside out.

After all, it is impossible for anyone to complete the transformation in a short period of time from a subordinate who can only obey orders to a superior who gives orders, and it takes time to establish a new way of thinking and mentality little by little.

This is why it is not advisable to promote low-level employees to too high positions all at once in all management studies.

Even if he's really gifted and talented.

Thankfully, the skeletal face, without a trace of muscle or skin, could not make any expressions at all, and the eyesockets that had lost their eyeballs would only glow faintly red.

So no matter how nervous and flustered you are, no one will see it.

Coupled with the innate indifference of the undead, it will forcibly suppress all kinds of overly excited emotions, so the first level is just fooled.

Needless to say, this powerful undead spellcaster who thinks he has just completed the crossing is the leader of the "Ainz Ul Gong" guild in the tree world game, a player named "Flying Squirrel" in the game and Satoru Suzuki in the real world, and also the "old bone" in Zuo Si's mouth.

For he was now like many lichs who had lived for thousands of years, with only a white skeleton remaining.

However, there is no lifebox where the Lich can be resurrected indefinitely.

The guild's stronghold, along with its many NPCs, is collectively known as the "Great Tomb of Nasalik".

Although it has not been long since the arrival, the old bone has already shown his side of fighting wits with the air, and instead of rushing to do things with his powerful NPC group, he gave the order to cover the top of the Great Tomb with a thick layer of camouflage soil, and then transplant trees and vegetation as a disguise.

Once all was done, he sent his men cannon fodder to carefully explore the nearby terrain to determine if there was a possible threat.

I have to say that before the massacre of the civilians of the kingdom began, this guy's sanity was still online.

Even the later bloody conquest of the lizardfolk tribe, the use of the "two-legged sheep" of the Holy Kingdom to carry out cruel and evil experiments, the killing of greedy adventurers who invaded the Great Tomb, and the summoning of black goat cubs to slaughter enemy soldiers in the war are essentially self-interest at the core.

Only the indiscriminate massacre of civilians during the destruction of the kingdom feels inexplicable, as if the previous sanity and caution have suddenly gone offline.

In the process, they also pretended to engage in some meaningless tricks such as diplomacy, negotiations, signing agreements, one-on-one duels, and stirring up the political situation from within to provoke infighting.

If we want to carry out indiscriminate massacres of civilians, isn't this kind of behavior to get a reasonable pretext for war and put ourselves on the moral high ground to blame the other side is just taking off your pants and farting?

If you don't even want living people, you naturally don't have to win the hearts and minds of the people, and you don't need to worry about the rebellion of the common people when you rule after the invasion and occupation.

What's more, if the greedy and shameless aristocratic class annoyed him, what does it have to do with the commoners?

But no shred of political common sense could have made such a stupid decision.

You must know that the commoners of the kingdom have long been full of resentment and anger against the nobles who have been powerful and oppressive to them.

The slightest exploitation of class contradictions and the gap between the rich and the poor, or the banner of reducing heavy taxes and eliminating the exploitation of the aristocracy, can easily complete the conquest and domination of the entire country.

That's why Zuo Sicai feels that the old bones are weak both in terms of ideology and psychology, and their political consciousness and ruling methods are basically kindergarten-level rookies, and they seriously lack the least self-confidence to be a strong person.

Even if all the civilians in the entire kingdom were slaughtered, they were not worthy of the titles of "tyrant" and "demon king".

In contrast, look at what the elder ronnico Bolas did to the Amonkhet plane.

He directly and without hesitation killed all the adults, brainwashing the gods of the entire world into tools to serve the Eternal Project.

By distorting history and cognition, all living beings from mortals to gods strive for their goals, and even make it a kind of glory and pride.

Even the beast-headed gods who were eventually killed did not escape the catastrophe and were transformed into the "Immortal Evil God", a mummy undead in the form of a god who continued to play a role in the War of the Sparks.

As long as Nicol Bolas feels the need, he will take what he needs in a plane at any time.

Even at the cost of the shattering of the whole world and the complete death of all living beings in pain and despair.

No need for excuses!

There is no reason for this either!

There will be no ridiculous diplomatic negotiations!

I am more powerful than all the people on this plane combined, so I can naturally decide whether you live or die.

This is the style of a tyrant and demon king.

Of course, the old bones at the moment do not know that someone has a strong disdain for him, and is observing the world through a "distant perspective mirror" with powerful magical powers.

He soon discovers that a squad of heavily armed and suspicious adventurers has met the undead scouts he has sent.

However, these "scouts" are not low-level skeletons or zombies that are fast and relatively vulnerable in the general understanding, but the flesh shield-type undead in the game, the Death Knight, whose comprehensive level is as high as LV35 and whose defense is comparable to LV40.

Converted into the career level of the Faeron Continent, it is probably just over the level of LV10.

One of the few highlights is the ability to force a point of health to be saved from instant kills when suffering from a normal lethal attack, and the ability to transform enemies into low-level undead cannon fodder for their own side.

For most of the indigenous adventurers in this world, it is already a terrifying monster that is completely invincible, let alone a team of ten.

But the problem is that this time they are not encountering indigenous adventurers, but the "Fourth Scourge" from another world, and it is a carefully selected elite.

Especially the Archbishop of the Old Gods, Jack, who was extremely belligerent and thirsty for killing and blood in the team, his first reaction when he saw the Death Knight Squad was not fear and fear, but the whole person instantly became excited, shouting at the top of his voice: "Fake! Brothers! After so many days of wandering around the forest, this time I finally caught a big fish. Guess how much experience we can get after slaughtering these undead warriors? ”

"Hah! Needless to say? I feel that these undead are similar to the monster bosses we encountered before, and they will definitely be able to level up if they are all slaughtered. ”

Wu Sheng grinned, and with extremely skillful movements, he stuffed an enchanted bullet into the chamber of the gun, ready for battle.

Next to him was an adult cryowolf with bared teeth and growling, as large as a horse.

You don't have to ask to know that this wolf is the animal companion he recruited in the previous world with his Ranger ability.

Don't look like it's just a normal animal, but it has a creature level of LV8.

Since the Ranger is only half as good as the Druid's in terms of additional blessings for his animal companions, the Ranger Animal Companions at LV17 can only receive half of their own level of enhancements.

But that's enough for a sharpshooter who specializes in ranged attacks.

After all, the only thing an animal companion has to do is to contain and attract the attention of the enemy, buying time and a chance to shoot the owner as a ranger.

Since several of the people in the squad are well-matched comrades-in-arms, there is no need to talk too much nonsense at all.

The thieves in the team disappeared into the shadows behind a large tree almost instantly.

The Warlock quickly began chanting spells and preparing spells.

Just a second later, the battle broke out.

As a powerful priest, Jack is born with a huge advantage over the undead.

Therefore, without saying a word, he immediately raised the Holy Emblem and released the ability to "rebuke the undead" at the Death Knight.

What?

Why isn't it "dispel the undead", you ask?

Needless to say?

The reason, of course, is that this guy's camp is neutral and favors evil over good.

After all, he is so belligerent and bloodthirsty that it is almost impossible to be in the good camp.

In addition, I felt that controlling the undead was a very cool thing, so I did not hesitate to choose one of the two choices, "rebuke the undead".

Accompanied by a dazzling divine light, the Death Knight, who was fearless one second, began to be affected in the next second, and began to retreat and flee as if humans had seen a terrifying sight.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the power of the High Priest to "rebuke the undead".

Since the level of the Death Knight is only LV10, and Jack's priest level has reached LV19 under the frenzied killing in these days, the difference in level between the two sides is almost doubled.

Therefore, the terrible enemy that is almost impossible to fight in the eyes of the indigenous people of this world is just a group of "mobile experience points" that can be easily handled by him.

Later, a large number of divine spells, including [Blessing], [Divine Grace], [Piety Shield], [Bull Power], [Anti-Evil Circle], [Divine Power], and [Destruction Weapons] specifically aimed at undead creatures, lit up one after another.

The last one, in particular, is a killer against the undead.

As long as you hit the target with a melee weapon, there is a high probability that you will ignore defenses and resistances and destroy them directly, even if the old bones are coming.

Dealing with undead at a level of around LV10 is basically one by one.

Since it is not dealing damage but destroying it at its root, the Death Knight's ability to force a little blood to reserve does not work against the spell at all.

After applying the BUFF, Jack immediately summoned the special ability of the advanced class [Phoenix Sacrifice], wrapped himself in the terrifying heat flames from head to toe, and caught up with a death knight who was running around under the influence of "rebuking the undead", and slammed it into a flying bone powder with a slam.

The terrifying impact sent the enemy who was a lot taller than himself into a very obvious floating state.

Not to be outdone, the sharpshooter ranger on the other side raised his beloved alchemy gun and frequently pulled the trigger, shooting enchanted bullets into the death knight's body one after another, and eliminated one in the blink of an eye.

At this point, the effect of "scolding the undead" finally disappeared, and the remaining Death Knights immediately turned around and rushed over to start a group fight.

But just as they were gathered together, a huge fireball that had obviously used the magic technique flew straight from the warlock behind them, and with a bang, it caused a violent explosion.

The terrifying heat and flames swept several of the Death Knights who rushed to the front, along with Jack.

Just as the old bones sitting in front of the magic mirror were shocked by the devastating behavior of this group of adventurers, Jack, who was completely wrapped in flames, rushed out in an instant, and started a furious posture of completely abandoning defense, killing all the remaining death knights in less than ten seconds with incredible brute force.

Obviously, as the Archbishop of the Phoenix God, he is completely immune to all forms of fire attacks.

Not only is it immune, but it also allows you to envelop yourself in a four-ring magic [Fire Shield] that inflicts continuous burns on nearby enemies.

So this guy plays the role of not only a monster-fighting tank in the team, but also a main damage output and healing.

Seeing a team of death knights being destroyed and killed, the old bones who were hiding in Nasalik's tomb and peeping suddenly felt like he was in a cold sweat, if he could still sweat.

In particular, [Weapon of Destruction] and "Drink the Undead", two things that he didn't know if they were spells or special abilities, made him feel like he was being targeted.

If a team of indigenous adventurers from another world has the power to threaten or even kill themselves, how terrifying should this world be?

What is that terrifying divine energy at the moment when the "Drink the Undead" is activated?

Gods?

The more the old bone thought about it, the more terrible he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he and the Great Tomb of Nasalik were in an unprecedented crisis.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath according to his habit when he was alive, and secretly made up his mind to take the word "Gou" as the head, and he must not let those NPCs with good and evil values as high as his own fool around, otherwise he would be killed if he caused a large-scale crusade.

There is no doubt that this unexpected encounter caused the old bones to have an extremely serious miscalculation of the whole world.

At his insistence, all the Guardians were forcibly left in the guild and were never allowed to go outside without permission.

He continued to stare at the adventuring party with a magic mirror, trying to figure out that they still possessed magic and abilities that required extra vigilance.

If it's convenient, it's best to find an opportunity to get in touch with them, build a closer friendship with them, and then try to get important information about the world from them.

But Old Bones didn't know that the appearance of that team of ten Death Knights had already aroused the vigilance of several elite players.

At this moment, they disguised themselves as cleaning up the spoils of war, but in fact they were talking in a low voice.

"If I'm not mistaken, these undead creatures are supposed to be called Death Knights, right? In this world, it is supposed to belong to monsters that will cause the destruction of a city once they appear. Don't you think it's a strange thing for them to suddenly appear in the forest? ”

"It's kind of weird. After all, the forest was so close to the kingdom's border city of Yay Lantil, and if there were so many Death Knights wandering here for a long time, it would definitely cause a massive panic. It's impossible for the Adventurer's Guild to be without news. ”

That is to say...... We happened to catch the boss in the quest coming? He and his Great Tomb of Nasalik have come into this world? ”

"It's very likely! I think it's necessary to report back to the upper side, maybe I can get some unexpected rewards. ”

"I'll get ready for the text message right away."

The nature of the player base has always been to do what you say.

In the blink of an eye, the news was passed on to Chaun VII, who was staying in the royal capital.

With the help of the Mastermind, he was able to locate the players without much effort, then gave them the order to retreat temporarily, and it didn't take long for him to use teleportation magic to reach the scene.

Through a large amount of detection and prophecy magic, the half-lich quickly locked on to the location and entrance of the Great Tomb of Nasalik, touched his chin and muttered with interest, "Spatial folding technology?

Tons of high-end magic items and protection?

And a large number of intelligent beings that appear out of thin air in an instant?

It's funny, it's just so much fun.

Perhaps Soth was right, there was some kind of creative magic in this world that seemed to be of a regular nature.

Otherwise, crossing alone would not have been able to explain all this.

After all, in another world, they are just a string of code and numerical models in a virtual game.

Next, should I visit and say hello according to basic etiquette?

Or do you pretend you don't know anything and wait for this guy to jump out on his own? ”

There is no doubt that although the Old Bones and the Great Tomb of Nasalik are invincible demon kings in the eyes of the people of this world, they are nothing in the eyes of Sean VII.

After all, he had long learned from Zuo Si about online games, a unique entertainment method for earthlings, and the basic concept of how to operate and make money.

Since it is a game that many people want to play together, it is destined to be more or less necessary to consider the issue of "balance".

Especially for games that can run for a long time, the balance is generally not too outrageous.

This means that many items or spells that can severely affect the balance and cause huge losses to the player will inevitably be cut or even removed.

Even the number of people that exist will be very, very rare.

For example, the almost universal wishing technique, and then the Great Split, the Anti-Death Enchantment, Static Cloning, Transfiguration, Imprisonment, True Knowledge, and so on.

This means that the Great Tomb of Nasalik, which has terrifying magical protection capabilities, is actually hugely flawed, at least unable to compete with the Great Rift and anti-magic fields.

As for the old bones and those high-level NPCs, they all have incomplete spellcasting lists.

For a spellcaster, the comprehensiveness of the spell list determines the maximum amount of power.

If some important magic is missing, it is very likely that the opponent will easily defeat it in a spell duel.

On top of that, Sean VII had a lot of information about the other side in advance, while the enemy knew nothing about him.

In the face of such a huge information gap, if he can't easily handle the other party, he can go directly to death, saving him the shame of living.

After much consideration, the powerful half-lich quickly and quietly captured a few undead creatures who were scouting the situation, then crafted them into cards for the traveling mage, and then summoned them again to blend into the queue.

After receiving the summoning signal, they returned to the interior of the Great Tomb with the large army without much effort.

Through the magic of shared vision, Sean VII was able to see the inner workings of the Great Tomb of Nasalik and the appearance of some of its guardians.

Eventually, instead of showing up, he returned to the kingdom's capital after placing some invisible magic eyes nearby.

After all, according to Zuo Si's instructions, the goal of the two in this world is to create chaos and lure out those true dragon kings who have mastered the origin magic.

The Old Bones and his Great Nasalik Tomb are one of the tools to make this happen.

It wouldn't be good if you killed them too soon or frightened them out of the way.

Let's let the players play their subjective initiative and toss casually.

……

On the other side, inside the Great Tomb of Nasalik, Old Bones was repeatedly playing the image of an entire group of Death Knights being wiped out to the Guardians, and asked in a voice pretending to be majestic, "Dimiugos, do you have anything to say about the combat effectiveness shown by the indigenous adventurers of this world?" ”

"Supreme Supreme!

According to my observations, the level of these adventurers should not be very high, probably between fifty-two and sixty-six.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to pose any threat to the High Guardians, including me, and to you.

The problem is that they seem to have some very dangerous spells that can inflict massive damage on enemies who are much higher than their own, regardless of level differences and defense.

In particular, the man who rushed to the front seemed to have gained the power to kill the undead in an instant after blessing the weapon with a spell.

This is no small threat to you, an adult.

I think we should act now and send at least five Guardians to bring this group back and torture them to find out what is going on with the forces we don't understand. ”

The guardian of the seventh layer of guardians, the high-level demon Dimiugos, said his opinion in a serious tone.

As the most cunning, evil, and cruel being of all the Guardians in public, he was now preoccupied with the idea of eradicating all those who threatened the Supreme at all costs.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who had this idea, and the rest of the Guardians had the same expression.

Albede echoed with a cold and gloomy face: "That's right! All the miscellaneous pieces who dare to threaten the safety of the Supreme Supreme are all damned! Not to mention just a few lowly human beings! Allow me to personally lead the team and cut out all the threats for you. ”

"Let me go! I'll suck all the blood out of them. ”

The vampire True Ancestor Shatia stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, her pupils flashing with a bloodthirsty glow.

"Ahem...... I think you're a little too extreme.

Don't forget that we are now in a completely alien world, and we don't know anything about the country, the power, and the powerful here.

If a rash act of hostility provokes an enemy who is too strong, the entire Great Tomb of Nasalik will be put in danger.

This is not a wise choice.

In contrast, I prefer to figure out the general state of the world first.

Especially since there are not many adventurers like this, and how many people are stronger than them. ”

Seeing that this group of guardians who exuded an evil aura all over their bodies were about to do something if they didn't agree with each other, the old bones suddenly felt a lot of pressure and immediately chose to stop it.

Just when he was about to say something, Dimiugos suddenly had a look of sudden realization: "Ah! I understand! It turned out that the adults had already made all the plans in advance with their unparalleled wisdom. ”

A series of question marks instantly appeared on the old bone's head.

What do you understand?

How do I not know what plans I have in place?

Over the next few minutes, Dimiugos raised his head and spoke in a very adoring tone, gushing out all the meanings he had realized.

Soon, the rest of the Guardians also showed the same fanatical expressions of worship, and praised in unison: "It is worthy of the Supreme Supreme!" Your wisdom and cunning have left us in the dust! Under your leadership, the Great Tomb of Nasaric is set to conquer the world. ”

I'm not!

I didn't!

Don't talk nonsense!

The old bones quickly came to a negative trifecta in the bottom of his heart.

But the problem is that he doesn't have the courage to expose his incompetent and fragile side in front of these NPCs who have independent personalities, for fear of being looked down upon or betrayed, so he can only grit his teeth and nod: "Well-that's it!"

At this stage, our mission is to explore the world first and gather as much information as possible.

All actions that could lead to hostilities are prohibited.

Finally, and most importantly, keep an eye on this adventurous team.

If they are in trouble, they will let me know as soon as possible, and I will personally help build a good relationship with them. ”

After saying this, the old bone stood up abruptly and pretended to be arrogant and cold, and then hid in his room, lying on the soft big bed and rolling, constantly muttering to himself, "What should I do?"

……

On the other side, it is located in a luxurious mansion of great value in the capital of the kingdom.

Shane VII, who had just returned, was sorting out the results of his research on the world's magic system in the last few days, and planned to share it with Zuo Si when they met next time.

After all, he has gained a lot of knowledge and technology from the other party, and it is time to give back a little.

However, just as the half-lich cast a spell and manipulated the quill to record in his notebook, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs outside the door.

Immediately after, the pregnant girl who had been rescued in the alley not long ago pushed open the door and walked in, and said in a slightly nervous tone, "My lord, the door is ...... Outside the door, a young man said he wanted to see you. ”

"Oh?

You seem scared?

Could it be that the organization called Eight Fingers has come to the door again?

Didn't I kill a couple of killers they sent out just a few days ago?

Aren't these guys afraid of death? ”

Sean VII looked up at the maid standing in the doorway, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Through conversation, he already knew that the other party's name was Anice, and he was the daughter of an ordinary family.

Because of his good looks, he was kidnapped, and eventually sold to a brothel and had to become the object of rich people's desires.

The reason why it was disposed of was that it was possible that a nobleman accidentally conceived the other person's child when he was being played with for a long time.

In order to prevent his "noble" bloodline from being tarnished by lowly commoners, and to prevent a scandal involving illegitimate children, the nobleman paid a sum of money for the brothel under Eight Fingers to solve the hidden danger.

This is what happened when the two met.

A poor girl like Anicee had eight hundred, if not a thousand, in the royal capital.

Their lives are as short as fireflies, and they're just quick consumables.

And in a short life is worse than in hell, and there is no hope at all.

In particular, those noble "guests" often use violence, beatings and other means to satisfy their dark desires.

Some may even be tortured to death by perverts at the first time they are violated.

So after Enisai became a maid, she was very afraid for a long time, for fear of being caught by the other party.

But this fear gradually became a little more secure after Eight Fingers died quietly in the courtyard in four waves of killers in a row, including many mercenaries who were quite famous in the underworld, and even showed a faint smile from time to time.

But now, the girl was clearly scared again.

This undoubtedly made Shane VII feel very unhappy, and even had the idea of directly uprooting the eight-finger organization.

Knowing that Anicee was now under his protection, this situation was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

The girl with the big belly obviously sensed the suppressed anger under the calm appearance of her master, and hurriedly shook her head desperately and explained: "No, it's not the eight-fingered person. It's just that his eyes and expression are very obscene, and he looks at me like those lustful prostitutes, but he doesn't do any indecent actions. ”

"Lewd? Lascivious? ”

Sean VII seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched uncontrollably, and he commanded in a low voice: "Bring him up to me." ”

"Understood."

Anicee nodded slightly, then hurried down the stairs.

After a few minutes, she was carrying a young man with a black cloak shrouded in a black cloak and something bulging high behind her back.

"Ugh—I knew it was you."

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Zuo Si, Sean VII held his forehead and let out a helpless sigh.

You don't need to ask to know that the person who came is the diary that has just been "reborn".

Since the Mastermind is able to monitor all players, the two Floating Cities get the news at the same time from the moment they encounter a team of Death Knights.

The Plantia Floating City has entered a state of second-level combat readiness, ready to teleport across time and space at any time.

"Hey! Don't put on a disgusting look! I'm here to help you! ”

There was a strong displeasure in the diary's tone.

He was disliked by his master and admitted it, after all, the gap between the private lives of the two is indeed a bit big.

But the question is, why did Shane VII dislike it?

Decades before you transformed into a lich, but there was a huge harem of thousands of people, from angels to demons, which race had never played, from angels to demons?

"No, it's not disgust, it's that you came a little too early."

Sean VII apparently read the subtext of the diary and understood that he was indeed unqualified in this regard, so he decisively chose to change the subject.

"Early?"

The journal blinked inexplicably.

"Anice, you stand down first."

Sean VII waved at her maid, and the ensuing conversation was clearly not something she could hear.

"As you wish."

Just as the girl curtsied and was about to turn away, the diary suddenly approached and sniffed the perfume on the other party's body like an old rascal, followed by a look of admiration with enjoyment.

"Ahh This is the taste of lilies.

Although it is light, it is pleasant to feel the body and mind.

Hello, beauty.

If it's convenient, why don't we find a place to discuss the origin and mystery of life later?

Don't worry, I have special tips in this area that will not hurt you and the baby in your belly. ”

I have to say that since choosing not to be a man, this guy's behavior in some aspects is simply more and more outrageous.

Rao is Anice, who had seen many perverts when he was forced to sell his body, but he was still frightened and immediately turned around and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

But when she ran to the kitchen to calm down, she slowly realized that the pervert just now seemed to be a little different from the perverts she had encountered before.

At least there is only pure lust in the diary's eyes, and there is no other distorted, morbid malice.

And he didn't do anything, everything stayed at the stage of language, and he didn't try to force himself through his relationship with Shane VII.

Although he is also a pervert, at least he is a gentleman in a pervert.

At this moment, in the room on the second floor, Sean VII was staring at the diary with a very strange look, as if to say, "You don't even let go of a pregnant woman?" What a brute."

But the journal obviously didn't care about this, and sat down in the chair with a big grin, and reported bluntly: "The intertemporal portal to this world has been built.

I've launched a satellite to connect to psionic signals and a companion crystal tower.

Hundreds of thousands of players can rush in at any time and become your bargaining chips to mess up the world.

Now with a nod of your head, I can start building a spellcasting block that covers the entire continent.

So if you have any ideas or arrangements, you can just say them now, and I can prepare and cooperate. ”

"What are you hiding in your cloak?"

Sean VII couldn't help but ask the high bulge behind the diary itself.

"This? Hey! Of course, it's a new weapon I'm proud of! ”

The diary smirked and lifted the cloak to reveal a metal disc-like device mounted on his back.

Before Shane VII could ask what it was for, several stout tentacles covered in a sharp triangular metal shell protruded from the gaps in the disc.

At first, Sean VII thought it was some kind of weapon.

But after only a few seconds, he realized that he was wrong, and very wrong.

How could a guy like a diary with a yellow mind come up with some serious weapons?

Especially the tentacles that make people want to be crooked just by looking at them......

I saw that the diary quickly took out a large number of rubber products of different lengths, thicknesses, and shapes from the dimensional bag he carried, and easily connected them to the front of the tentacles through the metal slots at the ends, and then controlled these tentacles to make some unsightly movements.

Not only that, but he also proudly showed off: "How? Do you think I'm a genius? I used to be able to do three or five at the same time, but now I can do ten at a time. ”

"Shut up! Hurry up and put away all this mess! ”

Sean VII only felt that his cognition had been greatly challenged, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Zuo Si.

If he made such a thing, he promised to destroy it without hesitation, no matter what kind of loss he had to suffer.

"Okay! You're amazing! You're high! People who have had enough of playing are hard to talk about! ”

The journal rolled its eyes angrily, and quickly stuffed the tentacles and the rubber products back into the dimensional bag.

After cleaning up the mental pollution in his brain a little, Sean VII spoke: "I have now determined the location and entrance of the other party's lair.

But I don't plan to scare the snake too early.

So I don't want those players to flood into the world too soon.

Instead, I want them to come in quietly in batches, hide their identities and pretend to be the world's natives, I don't know if you can do it? ”

"Absolutely. Give me a detailed plan and I'll arrange the rest. ”

The journal agreed without thinking.

After all, in order to build a more powerful game character, this group of players has already made a mess of their clone bloodline, basically all kinds of strange appearances, not all pure-blooded humans, elves, dwarves, dwarves, and halflings.

Therefore, it is completely possible to quietly integrate into the cities and countries of those non-human races.

As for hiding your identity, it's simpler, just give an order.

In the last world, players didn't reveal their identities at first, and only later did they unmask themselves when they came to power.

Sean VII quickly took a parchment scroll from his desk and handed it over.

"Here, this is my designated plan, and the five stages that will disrupt this world.

Through my research, I have almost a general understanding of the decaying and decaying kingdom.

I have to say that this is really a very suitable place for intrigue and coup.

Neither the royal family, which was losing its authority, where several princes were fighting wildly, nor the nobles, who were selfish and extremely greedy, did not realize that their rule had become quite unstable.

Next, I will use a series of means to seize power in this country, and then use this as a base to continue to export wars, so that the situation in the whole world will begin to be chaotic. ”

"Are you going to usurp the throne and become king, or are you going to control some prince or princess in the royal family to be a puppet?"

The journal glanced at the contents of the scroll and asked with interest.

"The latter, of course. And I've picked a great target and I'm looking for a chance to talk to her. ”

As he said this, a meaningful smile appeared on Sean VII's face.

The diary retained most of Zuo Si's memories, and he immediately understood who the other party was referring to, and let out a burst of wild laughter on the spot.

"Hahahaha!

I thought it was, but it turned out to be the golden princess - Lana.

I have to say, you have a pretty good eye.

This is a heavyweight, a true genius actor and a madman.

I was still thinking about whether or not to take her into the harem.

But if you think about it, forget it.

I don't want to spend all day with such a black woman. ”

"Wise choice.

Because anyone who gets involved with such a woman is bound to become unhappy in the end.

Being in love with her is an out-and-out tragedy.

But if you are a subordinate and firmly in control, it will be a very useful tool. ”

With that, Sean VII instantly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared in place,

The diary did not stop either, and then left the royal capital and returned to the secret location where the stable portal was built.

With the appearance of the protagonist, a terrifying storm is brewing......

(End of chapter)