Fantasy World Transmigration

Darkness is the perfect lover for killing

The world of thieves is full of betrayal, deceit, and blood. The world of the dark side has its own ancient and obscure laws. Every wanderer, sneaking in the shadows, is unconsciously obeying it, practicing the rules they have with them. A dark and ancient agreement. Murder, betrayal and deceit, tyranny, hatred and evil, as blessed by Bane and Cyric.

This is where their priesthood lies, and it is also the ancient origin of the laws of this world.

According to this tradition, what Chen Ang will face is a series of conspiracies and temptations from the dark forces. He also needs to use cruelty, tyranny and terror to maintain his majesty and deter any existence that dares to stretch his claws towards his territory. In the process, murder, betrayal, madness, and tyranny take place to please the evil gods to a great extent.

This kind of ritual-like tradition will greatly compete for the power of darkness. Anyone who tries to challenge this tradition will encounter deeper temptations from the dark side.

But Chen Ang doesn't care

He has no time, energy, or interest to play these ancient games with them, so he plans to use another, older, dark tradition to deal with the coming crisis

The traditional name is: the one with the big fist is the boss

AKA, Violence solves all problems Conspiracy, opposition, possible traitors, petty, petty intrigues with endless little troubles If killing doesn't solve problems, it must not kill enough

Violence certainly can't solve the problem, but it can at least solve most of the problems

This is the dark logic, the strong is king is really an ancient and deeply rooted tradition

Whether in light or darkness, Faerun or Greyhawk, Earth or Toril, this logic is true in most cases. With such a continuous and effective strategy, Chen Ang has no reason not to use it.

In the shadow of dusk. Chen Ang stood in the darkness with a smile, watching the deep water city in the sunset, and the black shadows behind him gradually blurred. Under the hazy twilight, a icy chill suddenly appeared.

Waterdeep lived up to its name. Here is the best deep-water port in the entire southern half of the bay. In fact, the name of Deep-Water City comes from this. It is the largest cargo circulation port in the south. The merchants here offer generous offerings to Amberley and Talos, not to pray for him not for their protection, but to avoid the wrath of the gods.

In this prosperous city, where money brings evil, it's actually surrounded by forces of good. But the power of evil is even stronger, and many paladins regard this evil city as a thorn in their side,

But because of the politically delicate situation and the economic status of Waterdeep City, they were helpless.

Protecting the goodness of order, facing the evil of order itself, is powerless like a joke. In this respect, they are not even comparable to the group of idiots who are chaotic and kind.

The dock area is the source of wealth in Waterdeep City. The wealth flowing here has grown to a level that is almost comparable to thirty red dragons in the past two hundred years, of course. Definitely not some freak with an ancient Roman name, but a standard adult red dragon with a penchant for bling. Guys who share the same aesthetic as the dwarves.

Therefore, there are thieves here. The only factor that drives them is not belief, not camp, but naked money, one of the most powerful existences in the entire world, the supreme god of the universe, Manny, the entire main material world, and more than 60% of the wisdom Creatures are its devout believers, and it passes through the divine power of gold. exercise its supreme power.

Chen Ang thought that the evil beliefs of Cyric and Bane were too out of style. Violence and murder are always a means to an end, not an end in itself. Evil for evil's sake, murder for evil's sake, tyrannical for tyrannical, it's as stupid as it sounds

Only God Manny is enough to be the most faithful belief of wanderers and darkness. It has never disappointed its believers, and it is the same in the multiverse and different worlds.

With only a little bit of power from this great god, Chen Ang successfully obtained the information he wanted. Of course, this was also related to the few bloody corpses in the tavern, and eight deliverables were available.

Rogues like to hide in small and complicated terrain. Unfortunately, Chen Ang also likes it, because the pure steel hand crossbow he made can only exert terrifying lethality within 50 feet, and the pulling force of composite materials does not reach 5,000. Pound is really sorry for technological civilization. Even so, those cautious, mouse-like wanderers, are troublesome.

They don't have a fixed stronghold, and they don't seem to have much influence, but if they don't control them, they will never be able to talk about controlling the underground world. In this way, it is meaningless to deal with the Thieves Guild in Waterdeep City.

In order not to disturb these quick-witted little mice, Chen Ang's actions had to be fast and precise, with a crisp and neat speed, making the Thieves Guild a thing of the past.

No rogue should be underestimated. They are cautious and thoughtful. During long-term training, their senses are sharp and their intuition is strong. They can hardly be ambushed or attacked. Every rogue is extremely careful, even a little neurotic and pathological. , but a rogue who loses this trait quickly disappears into this cruel world.

It's not difficult to kill a rogue, even a cautious fox can't beat a good hunter, but it's extremely difficult to completely annihilate a rogue organization. What's more, such an ancient behemoth as the Thieves Guild, even if it is a branch, is not easy to mess with.

To do this, one of the most important conditions is intelligence

"Population is a precious wealth." Standing on the tallest sentry tower in the slums, Chen Ang pointed to the stretch of shacks below. It used to be a lighthouse near the harbor. Since the businessmen who came and went abandoned the forward camp established in the slums, After eradicating the evil creatures entrenched in the most favorable terrain and establishing Waterdeep City, it was abandoned, but it is still the tallest building in the slums.

It was also an important stronghold of the original Yalin Gang.

"Wealth and value will not be created out of thin air, we need these..." Chen Ang pointed to the numb poor below, and then pointed to the artisan area near the dock area in the distance: "And these"

"Only the combination of tools and population can create wealth for us." Chen Ang signaled that in front of him, several backbones of the Bloody Hand Gang were thoughtful. They were all selected by Chen Ang. In Chen Ang's view, they were not Such a stupid guy. "So. I need you to create wealth more efficiently and control population"

"But what should we do? Do we use the low-cost untouchables here to build workshops?" Lek, the accountant of the Blood Hand Gang, wondered: "The people here are too stupid. They don't have noble blood. They are not enough. Taking on higher intellectual jobs, they can't learn the craft. And they can't read"

"I know" Chen Ang said slowly. He stared at the suspected human beings huddled indifferently by the roadside. These people who have been struggling for generations on the edge of survival, their intelligence and ability have degenerated to an extremely dangerous situation. Compared with their genetically superior For the nobles, the intelligence gap has almost become two species.

"But a dog is valuable, you just lack the eyes to discover them. To let them create value, you need to let them see hope" Chen Ang said seriously.

"Hope?" Lek and his classmates chewed this unfamiliar vocabulary, feeling the bloody hand in front of your eyes. Looks like one of those priests of the good gods trying to preach in the ghetto.

"Yes, hope is a good thing. It can make the lazy become diligent, the ignorant become shrewd, and the numb and lifeless people become hardworking and passionate." Chen Ang smiled, only in Leke's opinion Like a devil, "give them a little cheap hope in exchange for their own and hard work. Creating wealth and value for us is a fair business, isn't it?"

"What a precious thing hope is. Buy it for liberty and money. Fair enough"

Lieke heard Chen Ang's low voice, because it contained a deep darkness like an abyss, he shivered, and he no longer dared to doubt the evil and terror of his boss. Can come up with such an idea like a devil's contract, isn't his boss really a high-level devil who incarnated in hell and came to the world?

"They need a role model, a role model, a similar person who can change their own destiny through their own efforts and struggles. We must convince them that through their own efforts and struggles, the opportunity to get rid of this fate is a very sure hope. .Not because of luck. Not because of other factors, but by virtue of their own efforts. A role model for success”

Chen Ang asked in a low voice: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"But..." Lieke was a little hesitant. Encouraged by Chen Ang, he dared to question: "There is no such person, such a person cannot exist."

"Then make one," Chen Ang replied without hesitation.

"Even if it is deception, it is for their benefit to find out those who may be successful, give them a little help, and let them achieve results that were impossible to achieve. It is not difficult, as long as we loosen their necks a little bit. Rope, let them breathe a sigh of relief, they can do something like this"

"But they won't believe it..."

"No, they'll be deep hopeless people, they'll be crazy to believe in a vain dream, they'll force themselves to believe this, because no hope is better than no hope, let them believe this, and get that poor consolation , is not a bad thing. There is nothing more terrible than now, isn't it?"

"But it will be exposed soon. When we harvest our wealth from them, they will find themselves with nothing again. They will continue to live like salted fish, and they will hate us even more." Lek took out his life With the greatest courage, he questioned Chen Ang.

"It won't be exposed." Chen Ang said personally: "We have to change the method. If we kill the lambs, they will fight desperately, but if we harvest their milk and hair, they will endure. Be careful with your lambs." lamb"

"Let's put it another way. The poor have no status. They are not the lambs of the lords, nor are they the free people of the city. They are helpless and no one will accept them. This means that they can only be in our hands. It is a breeze to choose a channel among them to harvest their wealth and our hair and milk."

Chen Ang continued to smile and said: "There are many means. We can lend them money, or open a bank to let them save money. Of course, these are very difficult to operate and are not suitable for us. Where we can directly control, we have decisive things of value, the land here is ours"

"We buy the land here at a low price, then hire the cheap people here, build that land, and finally sell the built house at an astonishing price, and reap the wealth of those people's life. They have no choice, right? ?And they don't complain because it's business and business is business"

Facing those gang members who stared at him dumbfounded, and even a little afraid of him, Chen Ang's face was calm.

"This is a long-term plan. Now we have some more convenient ways to harvest our wealth." Chen Ang led a group of people back to the tower. Inside is a small greenhouse, which is taken care of by a low-level druid , with clumps of inconspicuous herbaceous plants growing inside.

The most conspicuous of those plants are the lobed lanceolate slender leaves, palm-shaped, dark green on the surface, white downy on the backside of the young leaves, and hairless on the adult leaves, with rough serrations like inward curves on the edges.

This is a special product of the earth, a certain kind of tobacco that the Dutch people love to see, and it is an improved version from another world. It can refresh the mind, invigorate the spirit, and make people happy while reducing its toxicity without changing the taste.

It is not a problem to quit a dozen times a day.

A social organization that does not sell tobacco is not a dynamic social organization. With this special product as a lubricant, Chen Ang's organization began to grow and develop vigorously. The tobacco that was sold wantonly in the name of magic materials provided blood hand gang Huge, eye-watering amounts of money.

If pure funds are not enough to cause a violent reaction from the dark world, then a new species and a new product with huge profits are enough to trigger the greed of the entire underground world.

it's a greedy trap

The rogues didn't have to look for it, they came to the door and brought it themselves, as well as a lot of information about the dark world. to be continued

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