The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The black shop of the hags is notorious. When the sword master from another plane followed the hags into the wooden house so stupidly, everyone in the market couldn't help sighing.

"Well, I haven't come out for more than 20 minutes, it seems that I don't need to come out."

"Unfortunately, we can't divide."

Yes, their pity is not that there is one more victim, but that this newcomer has probably been divided up by the hags, and will not be left for them at all.

After a few minutes, everyone was shocked.

The outsider actually came out of the cabin, not only came out, but also came out talking and laughing with the hags.

Not only was the bastard from the main plane uninjured, those vicious hags actually surrounded the buffoon from the main plane, smiling obviously flatteringly.

Have the hags changed? Obviously impossible, then, it is only possible that the outsider won a complete victory in the open and secret struggle.

To be able to defeat these vicious creatures in the home of the hags, maybe the outlander is a big shot.

Naturally, the way everyone looked at foreigners changed, from looking at a fat sheep to being full of fear.

But at this time, I am very satisfied with the result of the "transaction".

In that ring-shaped arena, amidst the shouts and gazes of countless undead, the transactions with the hags were naturally extremely smooth and pleasant...at least I was very happy.

What is that arena? Where did the audience come from? That's a long story.

Didn’t they start a war with the undead army some time ago? Although the land of the dead hindered the undead army’s advance, the subsequent development made people feel a little helpless. An enchantment with both exits and advances was simply the worst result in terms of strategy. In the end, I built a wall of ice to get in the way.

And that was the time that inspired me.

Yes. It is true that my world can be entered and exited at will, and it is indeed very powerless, but wouldn’t it be enough if I build a wall to surround it?

then. Now that it has been decided to repair the wall, the design plan is from the city wall to the Great Wall. From the Great Wall to the Hulai Sphinx and the pyramids, I finally chose the circular Colosseum.

How good the arena is, as long as it is cultivated to a higher level, it will give people the feeling that it is specially for one-on-one heart image world. It is meaningless to escape in such a heart image world, so the opponent may not escape at all.

There are countless undead labor helpers, and it is built quickly. Then the laborers were left behind as spectators, which also added some psychological pressure and sense of reality to the unlucky ones who were imprisoned.

As for how did the undead laborers come from? That's another story.

Not to mention, this crooked idea is really effective. Being surrounded in the arena, the hags with extremely bad hand-to-hand skills almost scared the urine on the spot. The subsequent negotiations are also very easy. As long as I give them the batch of cosmetics in my hand, Their goods are up to me, and the location of the portal is no big secret. They can report ten to me right now.

Hags also have good things, at least those weird dark materials and cursed items are eye-opening for me.

even. When I came back to my senses, those hags also proposed to establish a stable business route and do long-term transactions. They probably thought that only those magical small bottles, even as second-hand traders, they could still squeeze out the wallets and hidden treasures of their fellow clansmen. Treasure house, make up for your loss.

I'm a little moved, if this business is really done, it's just a matter of saying that it's a lot of money.

The profit of plane trading is so outrageous. Selling stones for the price of gold is nothing, but selling vegetables for housing prices is normal.

But when I think of the painstaking efforts to get a transport team escorted by experts from the main plane. Not far away, across several layers of abyss, slaying dragons and demons along the way. Coping with all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, the companions on the road were killed, injured and downsized all the way, just to smuggle some bottles and white powder... Cough, smuggling some cosmetics, why do you feel that the grade is not up to the mark?

"If it weren't for the fact that it's easy to go back to the abyss, it's too difficult to return, and it's hard to exchange goods from Amyla who owes favors, so you should nod your head.

Smuggling cosmetics is nothing, as long as there is money to be made, what morals do you have. "

Indeed, ordinary wood spirit products do not have such a good effect, and they might conflict with the original special effects of the abyss and become ineffective. It is okay to make special offerings from the royal family of wood spirits, but it will be more favored.

But why don't Heloise say that she will die directly? Are you still heartbroken about those cosmetics? It’s said that you are a slime avatar and wiped off those things. It’s so nerve-wracking and meaningless. Women are simply unreasonable... Pain, don’t bite your head!

You don't know that there is a little heroine who always bites her head because she is too good at playing the role of a pet, and has lost her sense of existence as a heroine. She has been caught up by the nth heroine and succeeded? I said go, don’t bite, why did you evolve tentacles and whips, the taste is not so strong!

"My lord, it's almost noon, why don't you eat here and try our family's swamp stew?"

While I was fighting with the dead cat on my head, I was dealing with the excessive attention of the hags. As for eating here, I should not consider my stomach and intestines' ability to resist poison and curse.

At some point, information is the most valuable commodity, but when life is threatened, information that has nothing to do with you is not so important. After operating here for countless years, the hags who are local snakes gave me There are coordinates for a dozen portals, but I'm too scared to use them.

It's not that I'm timid or something, but that a plane traveler should be cautious. Teleporting Yin people from the plane is probably the most cost-effective method of murder. Teleporting to a vacuum without air is not dangerous. Teleporting directly to a certain place The dining table of the Lord God of the Abyss is what makes people want to cry without tears.

Considering the way I obtained the coordinates of the portal and the notorious narrow-mindedness of hags, even if there are safe teleportation in this batch of coordinates, there will not be more than two or three.

In order to prevent these guys from selling my destination by changing hands, the teleportation destination I reported is near the 102nd floor of the abyss, where there is a large neutral city, which is indeed a safe place that is rare in the abyss, far away from my real destination. It's only two floors away, and the safest and reliable portal given by the hags happens to be on the 101st floor, which is very rare.

"My lord, the black dwarves have mastered the two-way portal to the wild rock area on the 101st floor. They can directly trade metal minerals and magic gems with the elemental creatures there. The root of becoming stronger."

And so I could see what the hags were thinking. They're not nice, helpful people...

"But it seems that the state of the black dwarf tribe is not very good. Is it the bloodspear lizard tribe?"

Creatures like lizardmen have always had a bad reputation. When you are weak, you feel at ease when you are slaves to others. When you are strong, you enslave other races, treating other races as food and slaves.

The lizardman merchant of the Bloodspear tribe dared to be so arrogant in the market of the hags. I don't think the hags would expect them to become stronger and more difficult to deal with.

The social organization of the lizard people is quite primitive. Bone weapons and totem worship are very similar to the primitive society of orcs, and steel weapons can only be purchased.

Now the Lizardmen are buying weapons in the market, but the black dwarves are famous for their weapon manufacturing. It is inconceivable that the Bloodspear tribe did not pay attention to the black dwarves. And the black dwarf who bought martial arts madly also reflected from one aspect that the black dwarf tribe has fallen into crisis.

Is there really no other suitable portal coordinates? I think the hags gave me this information on purpose, hoping that I would get involved and make the lizardman feel uncomfortable.

"Your wisdom is as deep as the endless void, but I can swear to Daal, the almighty Great Demon God, that the portal of the black dwarf is definitely the safest and most reliable around."

There are so many strange evil gods and false gods in the abyss, but since the hag swears by the gods she believes in, then this information should be true.

I shrugged, but it doesn't really matter, anyway, that portal is guarded, and it doesn't matter which one you go to. In the abyss, force is the only pass.

The lizardman is not a particularly difficult opponent, but since the hags want me to contribute, it is not enough to show some sincerity without bloodshed. So, I was hesitating to knock something down.

And at this moment, two other hags hurried over and whispered a lot in Hei Qi's ear.

I was watching Hei Qi's eyes constantly changing, from false compliments to surprise, to bewilderment and disbelief, and finally ending with despair and fear.

"You you you..."

"What? Have you found my information? What I said is the truth, why don't you believe it?"

Expected things, no matter how famous I am on the main plane. It's also meaningless to the hags who live in the abyss. They haven't moved their nests for hundreds of years. The information on the main plane has long been outdated.

And when I "prove" my confidence, they will naturally check me out. To be absolutely sure about the attitude towards me in the future, I reported my real name and said that the Lord God of the Abyss is my younger brother. It is too weak to find out.

Hei Qi was so scared that she shrank into a ball, and it was only then that she realized that she had just walked in front of the gate of hell, and the young man who looked kind and deceitful in front of her was an out-and-out villain.

Yong Ye, the only undead emperor in modern times, almost destroyed the demon king of the main plane, a boss that even the gods dare not offend, what is he doing here, if he knew it was him, he should have given him what he wanted, Send God out!

After waiting for a long time, the old hag wrinkled all over her face, and finally managed to say a few words dryly.

"Hello, Great Emperor, it's almost noon, have you eaten yet, why don't you try our swamp stew..."

But it was nonsense that was no different from before...

Well, am I that scary? I am obviously very kind and easy to deal with. I have not been the big brother of the undead for many years. Do you want me to show you the holy light? Very bright.

I tried my best to keep a sunny and hearty smile, and took a step closer, intending to explain how kind and easy I am to deal with. Your information is outdated, so I took the first step...

"Ahhh!"

Then, as if being cursed by a banshee, the hag Hei Qi let out a piercing scream, threw the cane, turned around and ran, three steps counted as one step, and she was as agile as a young lad.

My smile freezes...

The next moment, when I looked at Hei Qi who had run away, the corners of my eyes twitched, and the other two hags backed away slowly while trying to squeeze out a smile that was better than crying.

"puff!"

Looking back, the dead cat was already rolling all over the floor, laughing unpretentiously as always, I gave it ten points for death.

The cat ball changes, throws, takes another deep breath, maintains a kind smile, turns his head...

The bustling streets just now were deserted!

And the people in the surrounding market are old fritters, of course they know what kind of ruthless ghost Hei Qi is, and if they can scare her to such a degree, I'm afraid even the snake gods from this plane can't do it.

How should the big boss who encountered danger in the abyss deal with it?

Running across the empty streets in an instant is the most perfect way to deal with it. Hei Qi made a demonstration, and the others followed without hesitation.

"Wait a minute, I plan to go shopping and buy something..."

A gust of wind blew past me, but no one answered, only a few chained slaves looked at me innocently.

Pfft, that werewolf actually lay down, showing his stomach and sticking out his tongue. Is this a canine obedience gesture?

This market where all the merchants ran away is really sad, so I turned my grief and anger into a shopping desire, took out a big bag, and started a big purchase alone...

"The owner doesn't want it anymore, I'll take care of it..."

[Shameless! This has been your conspiracy from the very beginning! The system can't stand it anymore! 】(to be continued)

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