Apocalyptic Forecast

The senior elder wandered in the greenhouse in amazement, holding up the baby in his swaddle, and found that all the faint gray and black had faded away and turned into a pure white.

Under the blessing of the young man, the source of the miscellaneous substance was purified again after the Secret Apparatus was refined, and even some of the young snake-men who had slight distortions returned to normal.

Huai Shi himself felt refreshed, and the depressed state brought by the fierce battle and the small damage in his soul had disappeared.

Do not have a new harvest above the divine control.

Ashamed, this is a blessing ceremony for young children that is commonplace for young people, and it is even about to form an industry. This is the first time he has used it.

No such experience at all.

Only after he recovered, he couldn't help but start thinking: The blessing of the young man is equivalent to baptism, then...Is this wave of himself the godfather of hundreds of snake people?

In other words, these snake-men larvae are just born, even if they are non-staff members of the Bahamut Order?

In the trance, his hand shook subconsciously, as if he felt a sight of approval cast from the abyss, so meaningful.

Then, a cyan light flashed above his head.

The erratic light condensed into a phantom of scales, which disappeared again.

"what?"

Huai Shi raised her head in amazement, but before she could see clearly, she heard the sound of kneeling and knocking her head incessantly.

There was a dead silence in the greenhouse, and all the snakes were crawling on the ground and worshiping devoutly. Huai Shi almost jumped up in fright: "What's the matter?"

"It's a blessing! Your Excellency Huai Shi!"

The elder bowed in ecstasy, staring at Huai Shi with two eyes, almost staring out: "You have been favored by the merciful and cruel mother!

The ring of eternity has made a special trip to bless you! "

【Green Mark】

As a certificate of noble existence among snakes, it is equivalent to the status of a crown wearer under the ring of eternity!

Unless it is the chief priests and chiefs in large settlements, those fighters who have been fighting forever, otherwise the rulers who are extremely difficult to get are favored...

Why did you give it to yourself suddenly?

Huai Shi scratched his head.

I don't understand.

After thinking about it for a long time, it suddenly dawned on me - this wave, is it because I was judged by the production team as a young midwife, and the team issued a certificate?

Does this also work?

But I gave all the awards, and I was too embarrassed not to.

Left and right are an honorary title, and it is better to have it than nothing. And with this employment fee, you can still get a discount... This is very fragrant!

After assisting the elders to bless and pray for the born snake-men larvae one by one, Huai Shi left the underground greenhouse.

On the street beyond the gate, the giant lizards were crying in a low voice, and their bodies were already covered with boxes and packages of various sizes.

In the settlement, everyone is seizing the time to pack things.

A noisy caravan is gradually taking shape.

After undergoing the secret of transformation and the blessing of the young man, the Evergreen settlement is also about to embark on a long journey of migration.

All the larvae and young snakes who had just broken their shells were also sent to the rear of the convoy to be carefully protected under the protection of the female snakes.

The blessings brought by Huai Shi reduced a lot of pressure for their migration.

After all, the unshelled egg is the most vulnerable compared to the hatched larvae. Maybe under the bumps of the journey and the severe temperature difference, it will die prematurely.

And the first team to explore the road has already hit the road yesterday.

In addition to accepting the snake people hired by Huai Shi, the next large group will also set off in the next few days.

"Is it going to go now?"

Huai Shi looked at the dust of Feijuan, "It's really fast."

"In a few months, the tax collectors and legions of the subjugated country will come." The elder said: "We alone cannot afford the harsh blood tax."

Since it is called a blood tax, it is not something as gentle and bright as blood donation.

Every time, the army from the subjugated country will periodically sweep and patrol the range within its reach. Depending on the situation and location, the period is not certain.

Or a hundred years, or ten years, or a few months...

There are only two choices for the settlements where they have passed, either respectfully surrendering and offering taxes, or rebelling against their own ability and ushering in destruction.

Unless it is a bad area that is difficult to survive, it is absolutely impossible to escape, but in hell, it can be regarded as a bad place, and it is bound to be entrenched with some horrible things or remaining disasters.

If you want to survive, then you can only succumb to the stronger.

Not only the withered king, but other relatively large and powerful rulers also have their own territories and regular taxes.

The sea of ​​thunder needs a large number of slaves to perform endless labor for them. The rotting dragon will regularly collect distortions. The land of happiness is more direct and needs everything. There is no grass in the land, and everything is used to fill the eternal god. Hunger...

In contrast, the withered king is already a rare kind of mercy.

He only needs blood.

To be precise, it is life.

Give your life to the kingdom of death.

Everywhere the subjugated legion goes, the tax collectors who are savvy in calculations will, based on the local conditions, formulate a standard that can be carried out continuously. Among them, the most honorable treatment is only three out of ten.

In addition, the most common is half of life.

Either join the army of the withered king and dedicate your life to the subjugated country, eternally effective until death. Or donate the blood and source of life to meet the needs of the country's subjugation.

Different conversions will be made according to the blood quality and amount donated. The cheapest blood is kobold and rat, and the tax rate is also the heaviest. It almost broke the root almost once.

The birth is fast, and the harvest is fast.

It's like **** leek.

As the edge of the depth zone, the barren and rusty Tallinn can't escape the taxes of the subjugated country-the taxes here are constant, and the blood of the same crown wearer is required.

Either pay an equal blood tax when the corps of the subjugated country arrives, or take away a crown wearer.

There will be no exceptions.

It’s not uncommon for the whole **** to be killed for blood if you can’t pay.

Now, it's not just the snakes who have begun to migrate. Before that, there were no known how many settlements had begun to flee. After getting used to the big fish and meat of the crown-wearer, those small fishes and shrimps are too lazy to deal with.

"Is there a place to go?" Huai Shi asked.

"You don't have to worry." The elder said: "We have settlements at all depths. People from two settlements have contacted me. The young and pregnant women are precious members no matter where they are."

When answering, the expression of the elder was very calm, and he was not moved by the settlement.

Snake-man migration is not uncommon.

By their nature, they will not stay in one place for too long. Once there are too many members in a settlement to survive, they will actively split and carry out new migrations.

What's more, they are often hired by the masters of large groups of various depths to fight.

Gathering and scattering are common.

Snake people with indifferent nature are not afraid of death, and don't care about parting. As long as the law and the ring of eternity are still protected, they can return to their homeland after death, nothing else matters.

Now, the original chief priest has become the new master of the large group, replacing the elders hired by Huai Shi and continuing to lead the new settlements to migrate.

The elders will serve as the leader of the remaining undead army and white scale guards for Huai Shi until the end of the war.

Not only that, he now has a new mission.

-Recruit more large groups for Huai Shi.

Too much money is annoying.

The loot is too much to use up.

After completely destroying the settlements where the five crown-wearers were located, Huai Shi naturally accepted their preserved property, including their lives themselves.

It also includes treasure chests.

In addition to a large number of rare materials and treasures, the most are the various calamity coins and equivalents that pass between hell.

For Huai Shi, these gadgets are of no use except for melting away as outer armor.

It's all rubbish.

According to his plan, these unused gadgets are actually thrown to the elders and they forget it, but the amount of property is too exaggerated, so exaggerated that the elders carefully calculated an account: including himself, even if he sold his life ten times. May not even get this reward.

Based on the respect for Huai Shi and her pride as a warrior, she proposed a new plan.

Realize in place.

Except for part of it as a remuneration balance left to the Evergreen settlement, all the other properties are used to recruit other large groups.

So far, a total of four adjacent depths of snake-man settlements have responded to the call of the elders and are willing to serve Huai Shi.

There are elders who guarantee their credit and loyalty, but Huai Shi is not worried about trouble.

What's more, now he has also received the canonization of the Green Mark. For the snake people, they are simply heroes and spiritual leaders, and there may be additional morale bonuses.

These things, Huai Shi simply left them all to the elders to solve.

Soon after the blessing ceremony, he had returned to the renovation workshop of the current solar boat.

After complicated outer washing and sterilization, Huaishi finally put on light clothes, and after walking into the airtight room, she skillfully turned a can of Happy Water out of the refrigerator.

You can finally rest!

He slumped on his chair, took out his phone, and wanted to see an update. It turned out that the screen turned on, and there was no signal in hell.

And the updates saved before have all been read.

There is even half of it is a leave slip!

Huai Shi frowned: This dog author writes so little every day, he only writes seven to eighty thousand characters a month, and he also issued a knife. Isn't he touching too much?

Tied him to **** next time to write a manuscript!

"Have you come back so soon?"

In the inner studio, Anton walked out with a stack of design drawings, glanced at the Huai poem on the sofa, and paused slightly.

"It looks a lot calmer." He asked curiously: "Did you encounter any good things?"

"Ok?"

Huai Shi was puzzled, "Is there any?"

"Yes." The old professor nodded. "At least it doesn't look so scary."

Huai Shi was slightly surprised.

But nothing is right.

As a hero who defends the real world, members of the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree unscrupulously set off wars and massacres in hell, even leaving the enemy with no retreat or room, rushing to extinction, even souls and corpses.

He laughed at himself and shook his head.

Does this mean that I am starting to lose and degenerate in the midst of power and desire, doing whatever I want?

"In a way, I like hell."

Huai Shi sighed, "Perhaps I have some not-so-good talents, but I can play it without scruples here, without worrying about harming those I care about and want to protect, and causing irreparable consequences. ...

Maybe this is my dark side? "

"Even the dark side is very solemn." Professor Anton sighed.

Huai Shi smiled: "A word like solemn shouldn't be used to describe such a cruel and cold thing."

"If it is something that should be done, then do it. It is better to be solemn than perfunctory. Besides, we are not here to do charity activities."

Professor Anton answered calmly: "Alchemists always say that miracles are equivalent to disasters, but I think that mercy and cruelty may also be one.

No one can be perfect, Huai Shi, you don't need any pressure because of this. "

"Ok?"

After listening to Huai Shi, he was stunned for a long time, "...To be honest, I thought Professor Anton would accuse me."

"Why blame?"

The old professor wondered, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Hearing your guarantee, I relaxed a lot." Huai Shi took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "It seems that I can get a good night's sleep tonight."

"No, you can't."

Professor Anton had already put on the external walking equipment, and turned around a lot of things: "Take these things, you have to come over and work for me."

"Huh?" Huai Shi was sluggish.

"The internal stress of this batch of finished parts is a bit high, so you can eliminate it. Then there are many unqualified products in the model marked here, which need to be returned to the furnace and reworked. The time is a bit tight. Give you two hours to handle it.

"Ah this..."

Huai Shi tried to shirk his work, "Isn't it possible to find Gregory for things that can be solved by alchemy?"

"The alchemist depends on feeling what he does. He has broken two batches of my crystal plates. This is the last batch. Can you rest assured?"

Anton glanced at him and said solemnly: "Let me say: This is the dark side of you, Mr. Huai Shi, you have to learn to say no to laziness. A real man never needs to rest!

and also……"

"Also?" Huai Shi hopes in case.

"Also, the cutter head of the lathe is broken. You have to make a set of cutter heads first."

Anton urged, "Stop the ink, I'll use it urgently."

"..."

In silence, Huai Shi looked at the mountain of work before her eyes.

Start thinking.

Is it too late to implement an eight-hour work system in hell?

Thanks to the remains of the dwarf king rewarded by the dead iron, now the progress of the transformation of the solar ship has been greatly improved, saving Huaishi and the others a lot of work.

Pure natural, no pollution, can be used directly after modification.

A lot of material gaps were also filled.

At the same time, it also gave Anton and Gregory room for further development.

When the solar ship was assembled again, it had become a giant that even the workshop could not contain. The huge silhouette supported by the bones of the dwarf king is covered with heavy armor, and the corners are hideous.

Compared with the original size, it has more than doubled!

Just like a sleeping steel monster, just crawling on the ground, like a dark mountain. And in the middle of the ship, the hanging kobolds are respraying the ivory tower marks and emblems little by little.

This time, not only the armor was updated again, but also the main battle weapon that was vital to the warship was added.

Under the pulling of the steel cable, the pitch-black gun body, which was almost as long as the solar ship, was still slowly and carefully hoisted. The muzzle, which was more than two meters wide, was filled with darkness, and a jaw-dropping sense of violence rushed to his face.

Countless cables transformed from the blood vessels of the dwarf king were entwined on it, submerged in the steel, creeping slowly like a living thing, gradually lighting up the alchemy matrix.

After four tests, it was confirmed that the connection was completed and all the matrixes and instruments were operating normally, everyone in the observation room couldn't help but cheer.

Unfortunately, due to the scarcity of energy, I can't celebrate with a **** shot.

There is no big thing for them to blow up.

Suddenly it doesn't smell like that...

"But it still feels a bit free."

Huai Shi circled the wide deck twice, always feeling that compared with the standards of the guys from the Abyss Development Bureau, the current firepower is still not enough:

"Would you like to get a few more near-defense guns? Or just add two more secondary guns!"

"No, the equipment is not enough."

Professor Anton shook his head: "I have measured the load capacity of the Red Dragon, and now the source deflection shield alone accounts for the bulk of the computing resources. The chipset of the fire control radar is also too backward. Moreover, the flight control system is still used. The version of Car of Destiny cannot support more expansion interfaces."

This is only the most important part now.

No way, nothing is needed.

There is almost no damage monitoring, and emergency repairs are basically handy. The conventional combat form of a complete solar ship requires at least the division of labor and coordination of dozens of crew members, and now it is basically controlled by the large group of Beelzebub and Huaishi.

Radar, fire control, power, communications...everything that wants to go up is a bottomless pit of resources.

"I can think of ways to solve the firepower part." Professor Anton sighed, "but before the accessories problem is solved, the progress of the modification can only be this way."

"A transfer station?"

Huai Shi is clear.

In hell, in addition to the remote supply base, there is actually another place that can solve their urgent problems.

The institutions left in the period of the Utopia ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ due to deep backflow and the rush during the retreat, a large number of equipment and instruments were abandoned in various hells. There are many precious materials in it.

Even if it is just recovered and then disassembled and reused, it can greatly enhance the combat capability of the solar ship.

After calculation, Foster has planned a new route.

This is their next destination.

—— Depth 51, Samara Third Communication Center.

And before that, it was the most important spoils disposal.

In the silence, everyone looked at the iron box on the table.

The last remains of the Dwarf King.

The heart of rock iron.

(End of this chapter)