A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Phew - it's finally over. I didn't expect that just a new mastermind would be so difficult to deal with."

One of them, Isadora, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. Her whole body seemed to be fished out of water, and her clothes and skirt were almost completely soaked.

This shows how much pressure the psychic confrontation just now put on her.

Especially the several veins near the head, without exception, all bulge like earthworms, accompanied by a slight sting.

This kind of stinging pain is a manifestation of excessive spiritual energy loss.

If you had failed in the confrontation with the new mastermind consciousness just now, then the heads of all participants present would explode with a bang, or their consciousness would be instantly wiped out and turned into walking zombies, even the mind flayers would be no exception.

In fact, the mastermind uses this method to closely monitor the entire mind flayer clan to ensure that no traitors or aliens appear.

It's a pity that the mastermind in front of him has just developed independent consciousness not long ago, and he is not aware of the approaching crisis at all.

Coupled with the mind flayers who control the brain pool room, there are summoned creatures that are all Zuo Si. They have instilled a lot of wrong information into them from the beginning, so that they only realized the crazy Isadora at the beginning of the ceremony. He actually wanted to replace himself, but by the time he reacted, it was too late, and he could only do his best to make a last-ditch resistance.

But unfortunately this resistance is in vain.

You must know that after a large number of self-replication, devouring and fusion, each of the remaining four Isadoras possess powerful psychic powers comparable to those of the Heart Destroyer.

Especially the unique understanding of the concept of "self" makes it without any weakness in mind and spirit.

In contrast, every one of the masterminds is very afraid of death.

When many masterminds are seriously injured or their lives are threatened, they will even actively choose to surrender or become prisoners or slaves in exchange for the other party not to destroy themselves.

Back then, Netheril's greatest arcanist, Iolum, relied on his powerful magical power to forcibly capture a mastermind and the entire mind flayer gathering place.

They even used each other to conduct various cruel experiments.

In the end, he replaced the mastermind's will with his own soul and will, becoming the first mind flayer mastermind lich in the history of Faerûn.

During this process, neither the mastermind nor the mind flayers offered any form of resistance.

It wasn't until he realized what the other party wanted to do at the last moment that the mastermind unleashed all his spiritual power in an attempt to disrupt the magic ritual.

But unfortunately, it only killed those mind flayers who rebelled and followed Iolum to learn arcane magic, and failed to cause any actual harm to this extremely powerful great arcanist. Even the extremely complex magic The ceremony was successfully completed.

"How do you feel now? Have you inherited all the knowledge and memories of the master brain?" the mind flayer asked, waving its octopus-like tentacles.

The mastermind Isadora replied without thinking: "I feel great now, as if I have inexhaustible spiritual energy. As for the knowledge and memory, they have been completely preserved as planned. As long as Soth brings the soul back from another world, the fourth natural disaster plan can be launched at any time."

"Excellent! You really did not disappoint me. Remember, the Fourth Natural Disaster Plan is the project that the master attaches most importance to at this stage. Its fundamental goal is to collect knowledge and talents from different worlds and create a brand new one from scratch. Civilization, and a powerful army that always has high morale and can’t really be killed.”

The Mind Flayer didn't hide anything and told all the secrets in front of the four Isadora.

In his opinion, apart from summoned creatures and Wilmes who was controlled by strange objects, these girls were the only ones in the entire mage tower who could never betray Zuo Si.

What's more, one of them, Isadora, has now become the mastermind and the key core of the entire plan.

"To fully realize the ambitious goal of the Fourth Natural Disaster Plan, I need to continuously strengthen my own strength, especially more mind flayers who need to donate their brains." Isadora, who became the mastermind, made the request.

She inherited an absolutely calm and rational character, and knew very well that it was almost impossible to rebuild a civilization with just a few thousand connected souls.

I have to at least be able to access millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of souls at once to barely do it.

Of course, in addition to this, cloning magic must also be able to keep up and produce enough cloned bodies in a short period of time.

In short, this is a huge and systematic project, which may require tens of thousands of relevant professionals.

The mind flayer responded without thinking: "Don't worry, I have informed Wilmes to completely relax the birth restrictions on goblin werewolves.

Within three months, you will be provided with at least 50,000 new mind flayers transformed from goblins.

After these mind flayers lay eggs, I will arrange for them to donate their brains in batches.

Although their brains are far less advanced than those of mind flayers who have lived for decades, they can win with quantity.

Fifty thousand brains can at least increase the number of people connected to more than 100,000. "

When he said these words, there was no slight fluctuation in the mind flayer's tone or attitude. He was so cruel and cold that it made people feel numb.

"Release the birth restrictions on goblins? Do we have so much food on hand to feed them?" Another Isadora questioned.

"Don't worry. The harvest in the Nelanthel Islands is pretty good this year.

Amn's castle manor also has sufficient food reserves, which is more than enough to feed tens of thousands more goblins.

What's more, the master has already used millions of low-level undead to colonize a large area in another world.

Just one year's food output is enough to feed everyone on the west coast of Faerûn. "

The Mind Flayer confidently gave his assurance.

Since Zuo Si successfully captured the floating city of Plantia and either cleared away or brought under control most of the undead within the original control area around the floating city, although there are currently no living people, he rules nearly one million square kilometers of land.

Not only agricultural and food output, but also various mineral deposits are available.

In addition, undead workers do not need to eat, drink or rest and can work 24 hours a day, so the output is quite amazing.

Coupled with some "Qualish" magical mechanical devices that draw on modern engineering principles, it can actually compete with the industrial society on earth in terms of efficiency.

This is why Zuo Siming clearly knew that using low-level undead in large quantities would easily lead to hostility from some gods and their churches, but he still refused to give up.

Nothing else but low costs, high benefits, and no need to worry about disasters and deaths caused by unexpected situations.

Just as Faerun began to madly advance the fourth natural disaster plan, Zuo Si, who was far away in another world, was not idle either.

At this moment, he was standing next to the bed in the intensive care unit of a hospital, looking at the various monitoring instruments, tubes and oxygen bottles next to him, as well as the dying middle-aged man lying on the white sheets. After a few minutes, he asked: "Dr. White, I think you must be very clear by now that you will die soon, right?"

"You...you can see me?"

A translucent soul slowly floated out of the dying body, with an expression of shock and disbelief on its face.

Because he has been in this state for more than ten minutes, it is not difficult to see from the reactions of the doctors and nurses around him that they cannot see his soul at all, let alone feel his own existence.

Zuo Si nodded with a smile: "Of course! In fact, I came here specially from the UK across the Atlantic just to talk to you about death."

"About death? Could it be that you are the God of Death!" Dr. White opened his mouth in surprise.

You must know that he is an industry genius who holds a series of titles such as a biologist, a PhD in genetic engineering, a virology expert, and a bacteriology expert. Although he will go to church with his family on specific days, he never Believe that there is some kind of god in this world.

If there really is a god, it must be an evil god.

Otherwise, how can we explain that those people, countries and organizations that have committed numerous crimes have not received the sanctions they deserve, but are still in existence today?

But now, when a guy who can see his own soul appears out of thin air, the doctors and nurses around him don't react at all, as if they can't see it at all. Dr. White's materialistic beliefs and values ​​are rapidly collapsing.

"Death? No, no, no, I'm not a god, I'm just a planeswalker who knows a little bit of magic and wants to make a deal with you." Zuo Si stated his purpose of coming straightforwardly.

However, this answer did not disappoint Dr. White. On the contrary, he became even more excited and excited: "Magic? Is there really such an incredible power as magic in the world? How does it work? What is the principle? Can you Can you show it to me?"

"I'm sorry, although I would like to meet your request immediately, the problem is that your body covered with cancer cells can no longer hold on.

In another three minutes, the heartbeat and breathing will stop.

There will be a force that pulls you through the curtain and into a hopeless world of death.

In this world, you will slowly lose all your memories over a long period of one hundred years, and eventually your entire soul will dissolve into some kind of energy.

If you don't want to end up like this, the only way is to sign a contract with me. "

With that said, Zuo Si took out a parchment scroll prepared in advance from his pocket, which was filled with a large number of terms densely written in English.

"contract……"

After hearing these two words, Dr. White calmed down instantly, with strong vigilance in his eyes. He cautiously came closer and browsed through the above content. Then he couldn't help but ask: "You are a person who seduces mortals into corruption and sells their souls." Devil?"

"You are worrying too much. I just said that I am a planeswalker. Although the method of signing a contract is somewhat similar to that of the devil, the biggest difference is that the devil only wants your soul, and I want your intelligence. ." Zuo Si explained patiently.

"You want me to serve you after death?" Dr. White probed cautiously.

"That's right. I hope to make use of your professional abilities." Zuo Si responded affirmatively.

"What about your purpose? What is your purpose?" Dr. White continued to ask.

"My purpose is very simple, which is to create a unique civilization that combines magic and technology from scratch. In addition, you don't have to worry about me posing any threat to this earth. Because the place where I want to create civilization is in a completely different world. .By the way, you still have thirty-five seconds to make a decision."

As he said that, Zuo Si deliberately raised his head and glanced at the instrument monitoring the heartbeat frequency next to him.

At this moment, the body lying on the hospital bed has entered the final stage of recovery. Not only is the whole body twitching violently, but the heartbeat has also become very disordered, and the instrument is constantly sounding alarms.

A doctor and two nurses immediately rushed in from outside and began to try to provide emergency rescue.

As a biologist, Dr. White obviously knew very well that given the current state of his body, resuscitation would be of no use at all, so after hesitating for a moment, he quickly picked up a quill and signed his name on the last line of the parchment scroll. name.

When the last stroke was completed, the breathing and heartbeat of the body behind him on the hospital bed stopped.

Then he saw a blurry curtain appearing out of thin air, and at the same time there was an invisible force pulling him to the other side.

Such a terrifying sight immediately frightened Dr. White, and he immediately shouted: "Help me! Help me quickly! We have signed a contract!"

"Don't be nervous, I've already made all the preparations." Zuo Si calmly took out a small box filled with colorful gems.

moment!

Dr. White felt a stronger force and forced himself into the box.

Before he could react to what was happening, he saw that he was not the only one in the box, but there were more than a dozen men between the ages of thirty and seventy.

"You also signed that contract like me?" Dr. White asked in an uncertain tone.

A seventy-year-old man responded with a wry smile: "Isn't this nonsense? If the contract had not been signed, we would have appeared in this box?"

Realizing that all these people had the same experience as him, Dr. White immediately relaxed and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is White. I am an expert in biology, genes, viruses and bacteria."

"Nice to meet you, White.

My name is McCas, and I have a Ph.D. in physics.

The man next to me is David, a mechanical engineer.

In the corner is Camus, the chemist.

Bald Chris is a sociologist.

The youngest Bol is a weapons designer.

The bearded Monte is an expert in geology and materials science.

Barefoot Hervé is a practitioner engaged in agricultural and animal husbandry research...

In short, all those selected are without exception elites in their respective fields.

I really don’t know whether the choice we made is right or wrong. "

After saying that, the old man who called himself McCas sighed slightly, full of worries about his future.

But it’s no wonder.

Anyone who signs a contract to sell their soul will feel a little nervous and uneasy.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this, and kept moving around the world with the help of phantom, looking for the next talent he needed who was about to die in the hospital bed.

In just a few days, a full thirty were collected.

Looking at the small box in his hand that was specially used to store souls, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "It is indeed an earth with billions of people. In other worlds, if you want to save your soul in a short time without using special means, It is almost impossible to gather so many high-level talents within the company.”

"With a huge population base and universal education, and finally coupled with the elite training of very few geniuses, we can completely use this place as a talent reserve." the diary suggested.

“I’ve seen this as a talent pool.

After all, hundreds of thousands of people die every day on the earth.

Even if we exclude the black uncles from Africa and relatively backward regions such as Southeast Asia, South America, and the Middle East, we can still select at least hundreds or even thousands of talents with certain professional skills.

Since there is not much difference when the souls of non-wizards are converted into energy, it is simply a huge waste to allow those high-end talents to slowly forget everything and fall into the deep well of souls.

And I can give them new life and a platform to display their talents.

In other words, this is my unique way of introducing talents. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si did not hide his ambition at all.

You must know that cultivating high-end talents is not an easy task.

Not to mention the high investment in money and materials, it takes more than ten or twenty years just to learn knowledge, and then slowly accumulate experience in the workplace until you stand out and start to show your talents.

But now?

Zuo Si only needs a contract to acquire this group of experts who have accumulated a lifetime of experience and knowledge and have proven their talents to the world.

No effort!

No cost!

And you don’t have to worry about the other party changing jobs or running away if the benefits provided are not good!

This kind of talent introduction method, which is almost robbing, will undoubtedly give people a strong sense of pleasure.

In order to avoid the unexpected death of important talents in related fields while he was away, Zuo Si also specially made a long list of all the important scientists in the world.

If the person on the list dies, Phoenix will first seize the person's soul and deal with it after he comes back, instead of letting it pass through the veil and enter the world of the dead.

As the only true god in the world, he undoubtedly possesses such power.

"We're going back to Faerûn next, right?" the diary asked in a low voice.

"Well! The next step is to return to Faerûn, and then take the shell ship to the floating city.

I have tested it and found that these two worlds are in the same universe, so it should be possible to build a permanent portal with the help of [Heart of Earth Line] and [Core of Mythra].

In this way, two magic systems can be studied and used at the same time within the radiation range of the floating city. "

Zuo Si touched his chin and expressed his plan.

But the diary questioned: "Are you sure that the unstable [Mythra Core] can provide continuous energy output?"

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's just to maintain a portal, and it's not to provide energy for the entire floating city. It shouldn't be a big problem. At the worst, I'll say hello to the goddess of magic and ask her to take some time to help this place. Fix the thing."

"Well, it seems you have thought of all aspects."

The diary finally stopped saying anything and closed its mouth to remain silent.

Zuo Si didn't waste time and immediately returned to his home in this world, activated the portal of the Doomsday Bunker, and returned directly to the Mage Tower in Askatra.

As soon as he walked out of the teleportation room, he saw dozens of eggs piled up in the corner of the nest.

To be precise, they are all white dragon eggs.

As for the red dragon Wilmes, he was hammering like crazy under the supervision of Strange Objects as always. His thick limbs and well-developed chest muscles were intimidating just to look at.

Even the wings were hung with several weights, just to make the power of the dragon's wings flapping even more terrifying.

"Are these the eggs you brought back from hunting the white dragon in the far north?" Zuo Siraoyu asked with interest.

"Ah! That's right. I killed thirteen white dragons, not only robbed all the treasures in their lairs, but also brought back the corpses and dragon eggs as you requested." Wilmes grinned proudly. said.

Zuo Si pressed his hand on the surface of one of the dragon eggs, feeling the life that was gestating inside, and nodded slightly: "Good job. Just right, I can use these eggs to do a small test."

"test?"

A hint of curiosity flashed in Wilmes's eyes.

"Yes! Test! I plan to take them to another world with more magical energy to see if these white dragons can be made stronger and smarter there." Zuo Si said meaningfully.

You don't need to ask to know that the world he is referring to here is Zendikar, where the Eldrazi Titan is sealed.

If the experiment is successful, then Zuo Si will establish a research, breeding and incubation base in Zendikar time and space, specifically to cultivate an army of dragons and half-dragons, and by the way, try to cross-breed dragon creatures from different worlds.

Of course, all of the above are based on the premise that time magic can be used to "ripen" it.

After all, he doesn't have the patience to wait for hundreds or even thousands of years to slowly make these dragons become more and more powerful.

As the most powerful red dragon among the five-color evil dragons, Wilmes looked down on the white dragon who was ranked at the bottom in terms of overall strength and was known as the "Shame of the True Dragon" from the bottom of his heart. He immediately sneered and said sarcastically: "Don't waste your efforts. No matter what kind of world he is placed in, a waste like Bai Long is destined to act instinctively like a wild beast."

"How do you know if you don't try? What's more, beasts have the advantage of beasts, that is, their behavior and thinking patterns are simple and pure, relatively easy to control, and they are not easily fooled by rhetoric."

Zuo Si rarely spoke a fair word for Bai Long.

Since white dragons often appear as predators, they rarely take the initiative to talk to their prey, instead choosing to launch silent attacks from behind.

Anyone who is unlucky enough to be targeted by a white dragon will most likely be bitten to death or turned into an ice sculpture under the frost breath, unless he can discover and tell what the other person is interested in in advance.

This can be gleaned from the adventure stories circulated in the tavern.

The protagonists in many dragon-related stories often do not confront the dragon head-on or engage in fierce battles. Instead, they use their eloquence and intelligence to deceive the other party, and some even get some benefits from the dragon.

But please note that the evil dragons in these stories are red, black, blue, green, but not white.

Therefore, the possibility of an adventure team that is not strong enough to encounter the destruction of the white dragon group is much higher than the possibility of encountering the destruction of the other four kinds of dragon groups.

"Hmph! The lowly white dragon is only worthy of becoming livestock and pets."

Wilmes still maintained his attitude of disdain and disdain.

Just when Zuo Si took out the box blessed with the traceless stretching spell and planned to pack all the eggs and take them away, the red dragon suddenly put down the equipment used to exercise muscle strength in his hand, pulled his huge head closer, and used his magic power to He asked in a mysterious tone: "Do you know what the Mind Flayer and the four human girls hiding deep underground have been doing these past few days?"

"What did you do?" Zuo Si asked casually without raising his head.

"One of the human girls replaced the mastermind's consciousness with her own consciousness. The mind flayer also asked me to release the control on the population of goblins, hoping to create a large number of mind flayers in a short period of time, and then let these mind flayers The inner demon lays eggs and then donates his brain to strengthen the mastermind's psychic abilities..."

Wilmes succinctly stated everything that had happened in the past few days.

She obviously knew very well that Zuo Si had absolutely no knowledge of this matter.

"What? What did you say? Repeat it again!"

Zuo Si's pupils suddenly dilated to show the unrest in his master's heart.

"That Isadora, who was usually cold to everyone, is no longer a human being, but a mind flayer mastermind." Wilmes repeated carefully.

"Damn it! Does she know what she is doing?"

Zuo Si couldn't help but curse in a low voice, stuffed the dragon eggs into the box at a very fast speed, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers, using the power of the mage tower to instantly teleport deep underground where the shell ship was.