My cemetery is connected to the game world

The door opens...

The bookmaking room is as busy as yesterday, with Frank's clones producing books on an assembly line.

Under the influence of magic, surrounding materials are continuously transported to the middle of the table and then distributed to each process.

Helot walked in and took out Master Laem's manuscript: "This is today's manuscript. Do you want to read it first? Or wait until I finish sorting it out?"

A clone was separated. He floated in front of Helot and took the manuscript. He said humorously: "The manuscript you compiled is really messy! I'd better pay homage to Master Laem's original work first, and then let you Go graffiti.”

Helot knew that Frank was afraid that his annotations would ruin the message delivered by Laem, so he stood aside and waited quietly.

Sure enough, Frank looked up and asked: "Can you get cheap food?"

"Can!"

"How many?"

"There are so many, so many that the Zhanlan Association can't buy them all."

Frank said unconvinced: "You underestimate the wealth possessed by the Azure Society."

"I think you're underestimating my food supply."

Frank's body shook suddenly, and the clones in the whole room quickly gathered into him, and the resolution increased. The excitement made his mustache tremble: "You should know the significance of food to our country! I allow your description to be a little exaggerated, but not too exaggerated."

Helot said: "In fact, I have said it very conservatively. I can even provide enough food for the Azure Society and at the same time provide Dorothea with the share of food she needs."

Frank curled his lips: "She is a vampire, why does she need food? In the future, vampires will stop drinking blood and eat bread instead?"

"Is there anything wrong with vampires wanting their blood slaves to eat better? What's more... the price of the food I sell is cheaper than the unpalatable bread mushrooms."

Frank's body began to sway again, but he managed to stabilize himself.

"Don't be kidding me! You transport food from the plane of life to the land of death through interdimensionality, and can you keep the price cheaper than bread mushrooms?"

"If you don't believe me, you can buy a batch. Cash on delivery, no reason to return!"

Reason kept telling Frank that this was absolutely impossible, but when he saw that Helot was so sure, and that he would ship the goods directly without a deposit and pay after inspecting the goods, Frank couldn't help but give himself a slap in the face.

I haven’t had a dream since I became undead, so there’s no reason to dream now!

Then order a batch of grain and give it a try. You won’t suffer any loss anyway.

"I want……"

Frank was about to say that he would order a batch of grain on behalf of the Zhanlan Association, but Hailot interrupted him and said, "You don't know the types of grain I can provide, so don't rush to place an order yet. In a few days, I will ship more than a dozen tons of samples." Come here, find a few people who know how to eat and taste them together, choose the ones that suit your appetite, and then decide how to order."

More than ten tons of samples?

Want to try and choose?

How can one be so picky about food in the land of the dead?

unacceptable!

Frank replied blankly: "Okay, okay, okay."

Helot thought of something and asked: "Vegetables... How many tons of vegetables can you try?"

"Okay, okay, okay."

"Let's get a few tons of fruit too."

Frank hugged Helot and cried bitterly: "Tell me, you are kidding me! Stop torturing me!"

"Milk is not convenient to transport. I suggest replacing it with cheese and milk powder. There are also sugar, salt, grease, meat..."

With a snap, Frank collapsed in front of Helot.

Yesterday, he was besieged by the Eight Arms Guild, but he didn't even suffer so much damage.

After a while, Frank reunited, and then he begged Herod: "Stop, stop, don't irritate me anymore. Let's print the magic book first, and then go to the old cemetery to test the chaos energy compression furnace." .

If I am not mistaken, as the owner of the old cemetery, you can use the energy inside to open the teleportation array to other planes. If you want those food supplies to be transported out of the old cemetery smoothly, you need more control. "

"That's right!" Helot said with a smile: "If we don't want these food supplies to be attacked along the way during transportation, we must do everything we can to make this experiment successful."

"You first sort out Master Laem's manuscript, and then I will debug the Chaos Energy Compression Furnace to see if there is anything missing."

Frank leaves the book-making room.

Helot sat down at the table and began to sort out Master Laem's manuscripts.

In a dark and closed room underground in the library, Frank faced a mirror and recited a spell.

As the mirror rippled, a figure wearing a skull mask loomed.

"Frank...it seems like you have good news to tell me."

"This is indeed good news, Director of the Mondorali Branch." Frank saluted the figure in the mirror, and then told him about the grain transaction.

When the Mondorali branch chief heard that Helot could obtain so many types of cheap food supplies, he was also shocked and forgot to control his emotions: "Are you sure you haven't been infiltrated by mental illusions?"

Frank answered firmly: "I just used the deletion comparison method to conduct a comprehensive test on myself. Except for a slight increase in mental waves, everything else is normal. I think after hearing this news, it is normal for the mental waves to increase. High is the exception.

Branch chief, if the broken bones can really provide us with cheap and abundant food supplies, the value to our society will be far greater than that of the old cemetery. After all, whether or how much of the old cemetery can be recaptured is unknown, but food can restore the club's strength in a short period of time and make it stronger than before.

We must strengthen the protection of Broken Bones and recruit him to become a core member of the society. "

The Mondorali Branch Director thought for a while and replied: "Until we find out the details of Master Laem's ambush, protecting Bone Broken's secret is the greatest protection for him. I don't think it is appropriate to absorb Broken Bone as a core member now. opportunity."

Frank asked: "Do you still think there are traitors in the society?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. Moreover, Bone Broken's brother is a soul eater. He is a very complex lich. He not only provides intelligence to the society, but he is also ruthless when attacking us. The Sorrowful King is facing decay, and the soul eater is At that time, Broken Bones was arranged to find you with the invitation letter from four years ago, which made people have to doubt the purpose of the soul eaters.

We must strive for Broken Bones to move closer to the community, but we must also take due precautions.

The Rotten Wasteland is going to be in chaos. I wonder if the entire land of death will be in chaos? "

Frank finally calmed down his somewhat excited emotions, and he saluted respectfully to Mondola: "Thank you, Mr. Branch Chief, for reminding me. I know what to do."

The figure in the mirror shook and disappeared, leaving the last words: "You continue to maintain a single line of contact with Broken Bones. How to treat Broken Bones, follow Master Laem's instructions."

It's sunny again, I've run out of manuscripts, and I'm in the process of finishing them...