Crimson Blood Coffin

The waves hit,

The surrounding buildings were shaken by Fakiyu's actions.

Countless demi-humans who had just taken a rest jumped out one by one with roars from the waves of water that suddenly rushed into their homes. Unfortunately, the anger that had not yet been vented was immediately erupted in that familiar and intimidating place. The aura of Laval, the great elder of the Gill People, shrank back one by one.

Accompanying Fakeyu's wanton actions, Laval also took the trouble to eliminate every sub-human who dared to come out to express dissatisfaction.

"Great Elder Laval, it seems that the demi-humans here are not completely willing to surrender to us!" Fakeyu grinned. It seems that the nightmare city plan that is just around the corner may not be able to be implemented in this area. Unfolded completely smoothly.

"Lord Fake, they are all demi-human races that cooperate with the forces in the royal city. In addition, there are at most some powerful alien connections behind them, but in fact, we still dare not complain about the Migo tribe's oppression.", Laval easily suppressed another demi-human who jumped out to find out who dared to cause trouble in this city. The disdain on the human's face did not mean that these demi-humans took it seriously at all: "Migoteser The area established on the ground to cooperate with the Royal City, Mr. Fake, they only dare to show their heads like this, and they dare not do anything else. "

The area that cooperates with the Royal City was obtained by Migotese through very "reasonable means". As Laval, who played a lot of role in the process, he naturally became familiar with every demi-human race. .

They are all a group of soft persimmons. The several demihuman groups that were as powerful as the Atogi people in the past can only have a little energy in the royal city.

After leaving here, there is no trace of knowledge outside, and it is far less powerful than the gill people who control the existence of the waterway alone.

Now that the cooperation between the Migo tribe and the Royal City has begun, most of these demi-humans can only follow the wishes of the Migo tribe and dare not think of anything else.

"Well, hehe, they're just cannon fodder." After hearing Laval's statement, Fakyu naturally didn't take those demi-humans seriously. With Migo as a comparison, everything became so simple.

The wave surged, and after two more waves, Fakeyou already appeared in the unfinished corridor area. An area with independent conveying machinery and the ground space above it, constantly sending various building stones. Send it down.

Next to this machine, there was a huge swimming pool full of wet aquatic plants. After Fakeyu and Laval appeared here, an extremely fat fishman jumped out of it very quickly.

interesting,

Anyone who comes here will know that this is something this guy built privately, aquatic plants and a swimming pool, a small pit to satisfy his personal desires.

In contrast, those caveman laborers who had been so successful were all resting on the spot in the completed corridors. Some cavemen were a little taller or did not look so embarrassed, and there were also some cavemen that suited their body shapes. tent to rest.

"It's scattered and there is no team to speak of." Fakiyu's mouth was full of disdain. If you want to build something, you should find the right person to do it. Why use these unsystematic cavemen? ? Just because they are free laborers?

The surrounding waves dispersed, and after completely seeping into the ground, the cavemen walked out of the corridor one by one, and all knelt down not far from the fish-man in front of Laval.

"Let them all go back to their own places of residence. They will no longer be needed to build the corridor area in the future!"

Fakeyu waved his hand and instantly decided the next direction of this group of cavemen.

"So, Mr. Fake, do they have any other uses?" The cavemen were useless. Elder Laval scanned the cavemen, which were only about 10,000, without any other fluctuations at all. But there is one thing he needs to deal with, and that is to destroy the unnecessary cavemen and eliminate the supplement of food needs in the entire demihuman area.

And, fundamentally eliminate the living problems of those cavemen who cannot own a normal living house in the demihuman area!

In other words, this group of cavemen are consumable products that are continuously produced after they need to build the corridor, rather than forcefully dispatched cavemen from the demihuman race.

After all, the daily supply of resources in the royal city is limited, and the original Eight-Eyed Rat People were also restricted to a certain number in this way.

"Oh? Other uses?" Fakeyu understood Laval's words. After looking at these cavemen again, Fakeyu suddenly lost the disdain he had at the beginning.

The Nightmare City also needs some mobs to delay intruders, and this empty corridor seems to need something to fill it.

The dark shadows lurking in the corridors, the cavemen everywhere in nightmares, not bad!

You can't always use the eight-eyed ratmen. This is the territory of the deep divers. It's good enough to use ratmen to build a city. Why do we need ratmen everywhere?

Fakeyou nodded involuntarily,

"It's somewhat useful, but what if LaVar is a useless caveman?"

"Give it to the Migo tribe as materials to fill some vacancies."

It is an expected handling method, but it is no longer needed now, and there is such a thing as a vacancy. After the completion of Nightmare City, there will be countless materials in countless worlds to actively fill the vacancies for the Migo clan.

"Scatter them all into the corridor. As for the food, hahaha! Our helpers will soon bring us endless food~ endless food that these guys will like even more!"

Fakyu will not worry about starving the cave dwellers at all.

According to what he learned from Laval, the cave dwellers who also have the unique professional root vein system of this world will not be hungry at all in the sense of existence, but these aliens also have an insatiable appetite. They regard food as an indispensable supplement, a kind of desire substitute that can satisfy them in the present.

Unlike Youge, he has used the energy he obtained from his professional root veins as compensation for his body's consumption from the beginning.

It is equivalent to actively and completely abandoning some rich inner desires and making himself more desireless. But generally speaking, aliens and gods, these beings have alternative desires for blood food at certain times.

"Did you hear that!"

Laval nodded and yelled at the fat deep-sea fishman. The cold eyes scared the fishman so much that he quickly rolled his fat body and went into the corridor.

"Everyone, move! Get all your guys away! The master needs to use this place!"

A whip fell on the fishman's waist, and some small barbed suckers scattered on the top of the fishman all stood up during his swing. With one whip, the caveman closest to him immediately had rows of flesh scratches.