The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

When Olga got out of the carriage, the rest of the team subconsciously avoided.

Most of their identities are civilians, only a few are nobles.

And the real power of this world, in addition to experiencing the life style outing.

In the long-distance travel, I basically don't choose to ride in a horse and cart, and more are to ride Magical Beasts or use teleportation spells.

Even if you have to ride a carriage, it is a private convoy with a escort. After all, you are in a civilian convoy and a group of civilians. For the upper class, it is a very low performance in itself. Therefore, the nobles in this convoy are actually all It's the kind that doesn't mix well.

Most likely, they are the little nobles who can't afford the caravan or the fallen aristocrats in the family.

Although better than ordinary people, the actual status is similar to that of wealthy businessmen.

Gods→Large Churches, Semi-God Transcendents, Top Powers→Upper Powers, Ordinary Churches, Powerful Transcendents, Super Rich Merchants→Ordinary Nobles, Big Rich Merchants, Ordinary Transcendents→Rich Merchants, Common People, Poor People

This is the approximate status chain of this world. Originally, there was a [slave] class that could pad the poor to avoid bottoming out. After all, no matter how poor they are, they still have a little personal freedom, but since the invasion of the bottomless abyss, that stuff There will be no more, all of them are forcibly requisitioned to the front line to contribute to this society.

It can be said that all the slave owners have suffered a blood loss.

Forced to change careers on the spot.

Those large arenas, or slave trading grounds, have mostly been converted into large hotels and the like, and you can only vaguely see the glory of the past.

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When he walked to a relatively secluded place, Orjuga did not dislike anything, and directly found a piece of grass and sat down.

It looked like he was resting, but no one noticed a burst of invisible mist slowly wafting from him.

If you take something like a high-power microscope, you can see that the mist is actually something similar to bacteria.

And they are following the flow of air, drifting to a distant place where they are unknown.

According to Olga’s setting, they can survive in the air for about two days. Where they can get to is purely a matter of luck, which he did not specifically control.

The function of this kind of bacteria is to produce symptoms similar to colds, fever and breathing difficulties in humans or animals.

The intensity is not high.

Basically, those with better health can be immune, even if the health is not so good, just taking some medicine is not a big problem.

It can be said that it is not a serious disease at all.

But Orchga didn't care much about it, what he wanted was this kind of effect.

For this reason, even the lethality of the plague was greatly weakened.

Otherwise, he will let the plague go down at will, let alone people, even the stones may not be left.

Universality and concealment are the focus of Olga’s concern.

Even if the fatal rate is low, there will always be unlucky tricks, as long as the base number goes up, then it is still not a small number.

After all, in the modern world, a large number of people still die of high fever every year, not to mention this medically lagging world.

Moreover, this is just one kind. He still has dozens of diseases on the research and development schedule, which will be released soon.

According to his vision, as long as these diseases spread to one-tenth of the world, based on the population of this world and his carefully designed mortality rate, he can harvest about seven-figure souls every year. It can be said that if he Being a native of this world, you can start to prepare for the gods by just tidying up.

And this is an extremely stable long-term gain, which is more practical than the so-called belief in the gods.

After all, where did the missionary play biochemistry come fast.

Try hard to start the game, and the harvest depends on lying down and waiting, isn't it good news!

In the future, if the ultimate goal is reached, the own disease system will be successfully embedded into the rules of the multi-universe, so that it will evolve into a world similar to colds, fevers, diarrhea, organ failure, etc., as long as there is a biological existence, there is a probability Automatic disease.

Then Olga’s strength can instantly jump in multiple stages, taking charge of the [illness] in life, old age, sickness, and death, and being crowned [Prince Devil] on the throne.

Although he felt that because of the high popularity of this thing, it was really hateful, and it was easy to be beaten to death on the way.

But as an excellent Devil doing big business, Olga decided to try without fear of hardships and dangers.

What if it is done after all?

At the moment, Olga has two roads that are the broadest.

[Pain] and [Death Disease], both can be regarded as elevators to the top of the food chain.

In theory, if you are more stable, there is a probability that you will reach the finish line safely.

But that thing is just an expectation. If you can succeed with stability, there won't be so many strong people overturning.

Compared to those guys who didn't even bother to move their buttocks after millions of years, Orchga felt that he couldn't be more stable than them.

So these two can only be regarded as beacon lights. Whether it can be achieved depends on good fortune.

In addition, Orrjuga does not plan to give up on other developments.

[Blood inflammation], [spells], and [hand-to-hand], these three are all directions for him. They have their own advantages in frontal combat power and flexibility. It can only be said that there is no [death disease] and [pain] on the road. Clear.

And this little problem is not a big obstacle.

After all, he hangs up.

If there are enough resources, just close your eyes and add more.

He had to sigh that it is easy to do things with a system.

Although I don't know where the upper limit of this evolutionary system is, it is more than enough to meet his needs until now.

As for the future, he is not clear.

After all, he is not the only one in this world who can open the door.

Maybe someone opened the hanger more ruthlessly than him.

Strictly speaking, the guy who can stand at the top of the multi-universe is either Xiantian noble, Sacred who has everything he needs from birth, or is an open cheater. No one succeeds by pure effort.

Because there will always be someone who works harder than you, and the other person may be more talented than you.

You work hard for 24 hours a day. Others use time to determine ability. It is not a problem to work hard for 240 hours a day.

There are countless similar cases.

If you want to rely on this to succeed, you won't be able to queue up.

The inheritance memory of Olga clearly pointed out that the step-by-step guys can't climb up for a lifetime, and if they want to reach the top, they have to gamble their lives all the way, or they have to go all the way.

And if the conditions are right, he wants to take the lighter one.

After all, betting on fate along the way is a bit too much for luck.

'hope everything is fine……'

Seeing those germs that kept drifting into the distance, he thought silently.

As for the various measures in this world, Olga’s knowledge is still very limited.

He can only fill up all kinds of loopholes as much as possible within his own reach.

He couldn't be sure of the actual effect.

Whether it can be hidden from this world's monitoring methods is still unknown for the time being.

If someone sees through the plan, although it will not fall short, the remaining actions will undoubtedly be hindered.

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