Start a Dungeon

"Wake up Curtis and ask him to come see me."

"As you command, my lord."

Curtis, a fat diplomat wearing a tall hat, a tuxedo, a single-sided lens, a cane in his hand, and a smile on his face, looks almost exactly like his family members.

When he pushed open the huge double doors in front, he came into the splendid throne hall.

In front of him, on the huge golden throne, the lord wearing exquisite black knight armor sat there with one hand on his cheek and a lazy posture.

The housekeeper in a tuxedo stood elegantly next to her, with a white towel hanging on her left arm, and her right hand was pouring a glass of red liquid for the lord, looking like a waiter.

Standing around the throne were 6 Hellboys wearing heavy armor and holding guns and shields.

This is what Curtis saw after he woke up. The only difference from before he fell asleep was: the lord's armor was changed, and there were two fewer Hellboys.

"Did you sleep well? Curtis." Lott took the red wine from Maria, took a sip, and asked casually.

"Thank you, Sir Hongfu, everything is well." The diplomat put his right hand holding the cane across his abdomen, bowed his head and bowed in salute. Compared with others, Curtis was not much worse than Maria in terms of etiquette.

"Not bad." Lott shook the wine glass and tilted his head to look down. "A lot has happened in the past few days. Vickers will help you understand it later."

Curtis nodded and asked: "Sir, during the time when your subordinates were asleep, did the family members perform their duties and serve you well?"

Curtis's family members are all fat men who look like him, wearing tuxedos and smiling all over their faces.

Such as the manager of the commerce department, the director of the administrative center, the host of the card room, etc.

Even Court F is the same. The Mimic Demon judges the case as Officer F, but it cannot actually be regarded as judging the case. Once there is an incident, he will call up the surveillance camera and play it for the jury nearby to watch, so that they can decide whether they are guilty or not.

The images played are like an invisible camera following the perpetrators. The causes and consequences of their every move, and even their tone and demeanor, can be seen clearly.

Under the strong surveillance and observation of the underground city, criminals can't hide everything they do no matter when and where.

In other words, there are no detectives or lawyers at all here.

Once the jury finds guilty, Officer F will send the offender to a small dark room, where he will be detained for 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes, more than an hour, etc. depending on the seriousness of the case.

Of course, in the small dark room that lasts for more than 5 minutes, there are death knights and large healing arrays that have been unlocked.

Imagine that when a criminal enters, the moment the door closes, there is a black shadow that directly crushes his cheek to the ground, and then drags one leg and throws him into the healing array. The next second after he wakes up, , the body was trampled to pieces again.

When villains wantonly deprive others of their right to live, it is no wonder that the devil treats them in their own way.

If you come out to hang out, you will always have to pay back.

The above is how administrative cases are handled. Civil disputes are handled by branch courts, and surveillance is also used to review events.

Curtis's family members performed their respective responsibilities well. They controlled, formulated, and planned the daily order of the underground city, and all normal social operating modes were running in an orderly manner under their management.

This allows Lott to develop and build with peace of mind without being bound by daily chores.

"Your dependents are extremely good, which saves me a lot of trouble." Lott looked at Curtis and smiled.

"It is an honor to serve you."

It's Friday night around 8pm.

In the domain hall, Curtis, who was standing nearby, held a tablet and listened quietly to Vickers' detailed introduction to him about the current situation and what had happened so far. After that, he took the order and went out.

His mission is to persuade the City of Glory and get the lords there to agree to open the airport teleportation array so that their residents can come here to shop. Although it may have a considerable impact on the other party's economy, this requires It depends on what Curtis is capable of.

The diversion matter can barely be said to have come to an end, because we have to wait for the results of the negotiations brought by the diplomats.

Lott sat on the sofa and watched the live concert held by Ethel and his team on the big screen in front of him. The scene looked quite exciting. In the entire open-air square, countless green fluorescent sticks were facing the stage in front of him. Keep shaking.

"Friends in the back!!! Let me see your hands!!!"

"\\(^o^)/Yeah~~~!!!"

“Let’s get high!!!”

"Hi! Hi! Hi!!!"

The singer on the stage was very good at stirring up the atmosphere, and the crowd below was shouting wildly at the stage.

At this moment, the average value on the energy display soared from 30 to 50. No matter ordinary people or adventurers, more than 50,000 people in the audience were in a state of excitement.

Current energy reading:

9.1 million!

Through the monitor in his hand, Lott saw many familiar figures in the crowd, such as Jill, Aaron, Miranda and others, as well as monsters disguised as humans, such as Lady Cow, Bat Monster, and Demon. Dragon lizards and so on.

Everyone swung their light sticks and kept hissing to the rhythm of the stage.

At the same time, Lott also discovered the figures of several fat men from Sumir City. Except for their chief elder and a few principals, several others had arrived.

At this time, they were wearing T-shirts, sweatpants, waving light sticks, and calling the singers on the stage like ordinary people. They seemed to have no pretentiousness in the past, and were no different from ordinary star-chasing fat people.

When they ride the flying dragon during the day, they also line up according to the same rules.

Have these fat people transitioned?

In fact, they had always had the idea to come here. Until later today, the Imperial Guards, who had been unable to contact them, suddenly ran back to the main city in groups, and each of them looked frightened.

After asking about it, I learned about the existence of scarabs. I also realized that the water in this underground city could be described as bottomless, so the opinions on the idea of ​​​​going here were divided into two groups.

Their chief elder still wanted to start with the guild, destroying it from within the dungeon, gradually seizing the territory in the chaos, and finally seizing power.

Other fat people said they just wanted to live here peacefully and did not want to fight for anything. Otherwise, after being evicted, they would have to go back to the days without WiFi and soda. After getting used to everything here, they I can't live without it anymore.

So far, Sumir's plan to form a guild has been delayed again and again, because the reserve funds are shrinking on a large scale - the fat guys secretly transferred the funds to their respective accounts, and no one intends to continue to risk their lives with the old guy.

There is no way, Sumir's guild formation plan can only be completed with the assistance of Doras, but its scale is the weakest among the other forces. The most important thing is that due to the lack of funds, their outside All expansion wars also ceased.

Of course, even without Sumir, wars are still going on in other places, and the one that is in the spotlight is undoubtedly the Orgris Federation.

Lott looked at the surveillance images of the Ogris people, and after roughly understanding their information, he was slightly surprised and said:

"There are more than 100,000 adventurers? In their hometown? Then it would be unreasonable not to take action on them this time!"

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