Catherine was right.

Edward's work was actually Byron's idea from the start.

Whether it is the operation mode of the camp of the dead, or the vision for the future, the slogan in the camp, and the step-by-step feasibility plan, it was all done by Edward under his "unintentional prompting".

After all, although the Lancasters have all become undead, in this magical world, who stipulates that they cannot create greater value for the company after death?

If you watch such a large amount of human resources go to waste, is it still a human being?

In other words, the existence forms such as resurrected corpses, stitching monsters, skeleton soldiers, ghosts, and lichs that do not need to eat and drink Lazar are the real innate working holy bodies!

If it weren't for the availability of more energy-efficient and convenient whale oil power in the New World, Byron might have to take the initiative to order the Undead Tech Tree.

The Great Tomb is a multi-layered three-dimensional chemical factory, and the Frozen Throne is a massive ghostfire engine, which will eventually set off a revolution in undead power that will shake the world.

And you only need to use the lowest quality spices to use those low-level undead donkeys and horses as "fodder".

It's like supplying a lighthouse with burning spices, the skin is solid and durable.

In Byron's vision, except for his father's "king of the undead" and his cousin's "human resources manager", the other uncles and brothers have their own uses.

Of course, only a handful of people can successfully follow the path of the Lich or other undead creatures.

Most people's job is to continue to serve for the rest of their lives as shipbound spirits on the Blue Dragon King.

Today, Edward came to such a cross-border communication, purely to show off to Byron the underworld business he had successfully established, and to show the phased results by the way.

What? I was used as a gunman by my cousin with eight hundred hearts?

It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist, that's my own idea, but I just got a little bit of inspiration from him, just like the dozens of times before.

"That's right!"

At this time, Edward, who was straight-eyed, seemed to suddenly remember something, and a little tremor appeared on his face:

"Do you know what the side effects of my first ritual in the Necronomicon were?

It's the sleepless!

From then on, I could not sleep, and I no longer needed to sleep, as long as I could find a way to soothe the exhaustion of my soul, I could completely replace sleep, and stay awake twenty-four hours a day.

From now on I can stare at them 24 hours a day without blinking, and no one will try to be lazy with me, I am a merciless surveillance machine.

Watching others do their work is my greatest pleasure as a lich, wahahaha."

With a single move, the soul fire formed a flaming whip, constantly waving in the air, making a "pop" popping sound.

The Lich skill of [Soul Whip] is a perfect match for Edward.

If this guy is really in charge, I'm afraid he will support the restoration of slavery with both hands and feet.

Byron: ""

Sleepless?

Good guys, other undead also need to sleep regularly, at most it is just a congenital part-time holy body, and you are simply a mixed yuan part-time holy body.

Convinced, this time Byron is really convinced.

But what could he say?

I can only give a thumbs up and praise from the bottom of my heart:

"Excellent!"

Although Edward is too straight-minded and too simple, the countless disasters he has made in the past have proved that his cousin's execution is absolutely outstanding!

Byron has already taught his Palu is "management Dafa".

"Result definition, one-to-one responsibility, process check, instant motivation" made Edward even more powerful, and gave full play to his talent.

The spirits of the dead under his command will be blessed from now on.

In this warm atmosphere, Byron, as the spiritual guide of Edward and the undead, made a final speech to them:

"The big guys are all doing a good job.

In the middle of the year and at the end of the year, our Pioneer Pilot will hold an outstanding employee selection activity, and the winner can take a photo with Manager Edward with the photo stone.

When you go home from vacation, you can prove to your friends back home that the company and manager you work for are very important to you.

Isn't it great? ”

Just added an extra sentence in my heart:

'Well, if our company really has a holiday thing. ’

Soon, the undead returned to their jobs, and the passage to the edge of the world slowly closed.

Edward teleported the first batch of products from the edge of the world, and winked at his brother:

"Byron, with this property, the private money of the two of us will definitely get fatter and fatter.

Good brother is angry, when I crawl out of the belly of this old god, I will definitely find a way to bring you a vampire banshee with oversized breasts."

Boom!

Byron slammed off the comms.

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, I don't understand anything at all about what you're saying.

You have to be a bit of a brother to be a brother.,What if you take the simple me to the break? ”

Looking back, Catherine was staring at herself with a smirk.

"Oh, private money? A big-breasted vampire banshee?

I've heard that the corpse at the edge of the world is also pretty good, so why don't you try it together? ”

Byron saw sweat on his forehead and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

At this time, only the two of them were left in the bedroom, and the girl naturally dispersed the Mithril armor on her body, showing off her good figure unscrupulously.

The white silk robe on his body was slightly disheveled, and his brilliant blonde hair was scattered over the silky shoulders of the crooked white skin.

Under the moonlight, it is gorgeous and charming, and the beauty is thrilling.

The summer night is slightly drunk, the body is sweaty, and the faint body fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of rose dew.

She gently sat down on the edge of the bed again, clasping her hands around her chest, making her already explosive figure look more and more "rich and generous".

The slender right leg of the golden ratio is tilted on the left leg, and the jade color between the high slits is more charming than that of the finest jewelry.

The sparkling toes painted in ruby red are even more swaying with golden teak slippers.

Byron was in no mood for appreciation, and his heart rose and fell with it, his face was bitter, and his heart was sad and angry:

"Edward is a pig teammate, he doesn't send a letter sooner or later, why is it at this time?

I've only heard of certain supernatural things that seem to have a synergistic effect on each other, could it be that Catherine and my money also have a synergistic effect?

Also, Edward, this guy has to give a bird skirt for nothing, do you seem to be very positive?

What if I don't send something more expensive and make Catherine sad?

And I'm not interested in any vampire banshees or corpses.

It's all Edward's fault! ”

The two bird dresses that Catherine had just received were worth a fortune.

He doesn't use any supernatural abilities, but he can achieve magical effects like strange things.

Each skirt is made from the feathers of at least 100 species of flamboyant birds.

The color of the dress is so bright that it is difficult to see its true color.

Because one color when viewed from the front, another when viewed from the side, one color in the sun and another in the shadows.

The skirt also shimmers with an intricately embroidered bird pattern.

Especially if you dance at the ball, there are hundreds of birds accompanying you between the lights and shadows, which is beautiful.

It is said that every piece made has the potential to cause an ecological disaster, and there are not many surviving in total.

Only the Kingdom of Castile had the human and financial resources to engage in such top-notch luxury products that would please the upper classes.

It took another long time, until Catherine's dragon soul attacked, and her eyes turned into golden and dangerous dragon pupils.

Byron finally resigned himself to his fate, slammed forward and hugged her pair of crystal calves, raised his head and tried to squeeze out a somewhat ugly smile:

"Sister, listen to my explanation.

In fact, the shares of the branch companies on the edge of this world were originally intended to be used by me to honor you.

Like the bird dress, it is also a birthday gift for you.

I want to surprise you on your birthday. ”

Catherine gradually retracted a pair of dragon eyes, smiled at Byron, and stretched out her hand to pull him up:

"Is that so?"

Byron nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking rice:

"It's true!"

Secretly, he tried to raise his head to prevent tears from flowing down the corners of his eyes, and he wailed for his private money:

"My other little vault is gone.

It's exploitation! Squeeze! Woowoo"

What does it mean that one thing descends to another, and the wicked always have a wicked person to grind?

Byron relied on his stomach full of bad water to successfully drag his cousin Edward into the water every time as a backstabber, but when he turned around, he was easily handled by his sister Catherine.

Of course, as long as he is willing to throw away the discipline, throw himself on Catherine's bed and roll on the ground, and say, "I want it, I want it, and if you don't give it to me, you won't get up."

[Mithril Dragon] No matter how greedy the dragon soul in Catherine's body is, it will be severely suppressed by the forcibly awakened motherhood.

Then turn on the form of the Fudi Demon and strike hard at his small vault.

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all

Following.

The news that Byron Tudor, the Governor of Port Royal, had been knighted by the Kingdom was like a gust of wind throughout the Hattings colony.

The headline on the front page of the temporary edition of the Lighthouse Weekly was the news of Byron's promotion.

There is even gossip that spreads throughout the Bantaan Islands: "There was actually a three-way battle between the four orders, but in the end only Byron himself survived. ”

On the sea, where "the leftover is king", such a record has added several legends to his title of [Sea Hunter].

It's not too far from the next node at 25 o'clock.

And thanks to Byron's high prestige and legend among the colonies, all the major colonial towns were lit up to congratulate him.

The leading figures came to congratulate one after another.

The highlight of this is undoubtedly the colonial and local repertoire, which is the opportunity to make money.

Byron was not only given the title of baron, but also removed the word acting from his head, and truly sat firmly on the throne of the colonial governor.

Two happy events in one, this double celebration is naturally worthy of double the congratulatory gift.

However, as a loyal and straightforward minister of York, who can say that "loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal", how could Mr. [Sea Hunter] accept money at will?

Officials, lords, shareholders of the Pioneer Company, shipowners, and privateer captains of large and small colonies were politely denied gold and silver gifts.

It took a lot of hard work to learn from insiders that His Excellency the Governor was usually diligent in government affairs and had no special hobbies.

I love tortoiseshell crafts that are a specialty of Grand Tayman Island.

And I don't like anything else, I only like the kind of boutique made by an unknown master sold in the "March Old Shop" opposite the Earl's Court in International Port.

Although the artisans are not well-known, the giant tortoises of the Tayman Islands are larger than horse-drawn carriages, and the tortoiseshell raw materials are not very valuable.

But every piece of art is worth a lot.

It is enough to make those who give gifts to them feel a lot of pain, but they really have to buy it.

Governor Byron may not remember the person who gave the gift, but eighty percent of those who did not give the gift will be recorded in a small notebook.

The Governor, who wields great military and political power, plus the powerful Baron of the Snake Fiefdom, no one dares to slack off in the slightest in this kind of thing.

Moreover, if it is the greedy colonial bureaucrat who collects gold and silver, it is the noble-minded collector who only collects art!

Even the high-ranking members of the kingdom who heard about Byron's hobby through informants couldn't help but admire: really incorruptible, really elegant.

As for the grapevine that "the tortoiseshell shop seems to be the property of the countess".

Nonsense, all nonsense.

But no one knew, and even Byron himself wasn't sure if he had actually accepted the money.

After all, if you want to say that you will accept it, you haven't even seen a single gold coin; If you want to say confiscation, my sister has been in a really good mood in the past two days, and the small vault has obviously gained weight.

It can only be said that it was collected, but it was not completely collected.

"Your Excellency, congratulations!

On my first visit, I heard that you like tortoiseshell products and purchased one from the International Port, I hope you can like it. ”

Byron pretended to be overjoyed, and took a box of tortoiseshell spices from the nun in black with both hands.

"Thank you, Mother Teresa.

Sorry to break the bank again. ”

In the living room was the last wave of visitors.

Mother Teresa, who has served as the Archbishop of Jamestown Church, and St. Herman, the [Doppler Heavy Swordsman], serves as her bodyguard.

As is customary, the archbishop was already a prominent figure in the colonial city with a position only below the governor.

After Byron obtained the "immunity" that day, Teresa returned to Port Royal with him.

Father Armed, as her deputy, went to serve in the Iris Kingdom, which also had "immunity".

After the octopus was killed, the coral disease did not go away on its own.

According to the established plan, the Iris Kingdom took over the task from the Cardinal Archbishop.

The vaccine has been used to clean up a large area of coral disease throughout the Bantaan Islands, and the "immunity" has also been naturally obtained.

Inevitably, Byron was given a large amount of additional treatment fees.

After the pleasantries, Teresa hesitated a little and got to the point:

"Your Excellency the Governor, the last time you told me about the eleventh tax in Financial Street, is this sharing ratio a little inappropriate?"

Hearing this, Byron also turned straight.

Speaking of the eleventh tax, the colonies of other countries except for the Hattings and Iris have now welcomed the entry of the lay priests of the Kingdom of Choice.

It was not only the most severe traditionalist doctrines that began to be fully implemented in these countries.

The titheflower tax is also being levied at an all-time high, even more so than the question of faith.

It is better to say that these guys raised by the Kingdom of Castile are missionaries, but rather to be trained tax collectors.

The church stipulates that every year, believers should deliver one-tenth of the wagyu cattle, sheep, and livestock that grow on the ground and bear on the trees to the local church.

It is mainly used for the support of clergy and charitable activities specializing in religious activities.

There has never been such a thing as transparency in the accounts.

How much of it goes to charity and how much it goes to making offerings, no one knows except the top of the church.

Originally, the tithe tax was not compulsory in the colonies, but was based on the principle of faith and voluntariness.

In the teachings of some denominations, believers are even encouraged to donate more than 10% of their income or property to support the work of the church and other charitable activities.

In the past, the main thing that restricted the payment of the titheflower tax was faith, and how much could be collected.

Some people don't pay a penny, and some people donate all their family property and beg for a living with their whole family.

It's not the same now.

The Castilian lay priests had begun to measure the land, count the cattle and sheep, and examine the ledgers in various countries, and the colonists of various countries were simply miserable.

On the other hand, Hattings is much more resilient.

When Byron opened the stock market on Financial Street last time, he had already asked Teresa, who had to log in every day, and gave her two days to think about it.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, she said frankly:

"It stands to reason that the eleventh tax does have to be paid.

But the Church and the merciful Creator can't bear to see their own lambs and the shepherds who keep the lambs hungry, right?

I think it is perfectly reasonable for the Church, Your Majesty, me, and you to divide the account between the six, two, one, and one.

As long as the two of us reach an agreement, it will be easy to make a set of yin and yang accounts.

We have the most professional accounting team, absolutely guaranteed to be seamless and will not cause you any trouble. ”

He got up and poured a cup of black tea and handed it to the nun, and said:

"I think you still have to have a bottom line as a human being, and you can't even ask for money for the sake of dignity and faith.

Miss Teresa, you say yes, right?

With this money in hand, do you still have to worry about not being able to make a comeback? Can't buy henchmen?

I can also share with you some experience in stock trading, and maybe when I will be able to pay off the debt I owe to our Pioneer Pilot. ”

Seeing that she was still at war between heaven and man, the devil and the angel representing desire and belief respectively on her head broke her head and bleed, and threw out the king bomb casually.

"It's better than speculation with public money"

Teresa nodded decisively:

"I couldn't agree more."

Byron smiled lightly and touched the teacup with her.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Edward IV also thought that it was far better to have a strong religious clergy and loyal subordinates than to appoint greedy overseers.

I didn't know that I was dedicating my huge profits to a stock addict who was addicted to the stock market and couldn't extricate himself, and a number one enemy of the York family.

How could they not seize the opportunity to take a hard bite?

As for the whim-spur tax audit?

There is something to be said about the flare explosion.

Soon, Byron sent away Teresa, who was ready to continue to show her strength in the stock market after reaching an agreement, and Herman, who did not say a word the whole time.

Looking at the colony in the night, he nodded with satisfaction:

"It took ten days to straighten out the harvest and let the territory slowly get on the right track.

Now is also the time to go to the Blood Thirst Order to see the true face of Lilith, the Mother of Creation, and by the way, complete my [Ritual Blood Feast Holy Grail] with the blood of the knighthood and the fourth order of transmutation.

If you have a bottom line in life, then I won't be a person anymore. ”