This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Augustus" observed the sand table in front of him with serious eyes.

On the sand table, strands of rebel forces were uprooted, and the area managed by the jailers was gradually expanding.

But at the other end of the sand table, the shadow of a blood demon god floated there, and the power of order appeared beside him in the form of blue water.

Although the territory is expanding, and the various interesting gadgets created by the group of slimes are increasing the overall strength of the jailers, he found that the power of their order has not increased, but has decreased.

why is that?

He could be sure that the group of slimes didn't hide anything, and even had fun playing.

According to the group of slimes, they have never fought so happily in eight lifetimes.

So why?

At this time, the jailer Alanni pushed the door open and said to "Augustus" who was thinking: "My lord, the group of slimes asked for an increase in funding again, and they expressed that they need more man-made magic stones to satisfy their needs." firepower."

"Do they have a fear of insufficient firepower! They have already emptied half of the artificial magic stones we collected, and they still want it!"

"They said they knew this, so they provided you with a tax collection plan. I've seen it, and it's very feasible, but it's just...a little crazy."

"Then do as they say, have they made any changes recently?"

"No, all discussions were in front of me, nothing was discussed in private at all."

"That's it. By the way, I heard that Mr. Lu is also active recently. Did the spies he sent get in?"

"It's already mixed in."

"That's good."

Standing up, "Augustus" imitated the previous action, stroking Alanni's hair affectionately.

"Alanni, you are my most trusted jailer, so I entrust you with the task of monitoring those slimes. Don't let me down."

"……yes."

With the report, the half-cat Alanni left the room of the head seat, and then found the slimes who were discussing in a meeting.

"I have provided the plan to the first seat according to your instructions, so can you let me go?"

Alanni, with tears in her eyes, looked pitiful. It was hard to imagine that this was an expression that a jailer in charge of the blood domain could make.

They looked at Artoria dissatisfied: "Miss A, accept the supernatural power."

"Well, anyway, I'm pretty much enjoying myself, so I won't go to you tonight. I've had a lot of fun fighting wars lately, and it's great to fight with plenty of magic stones. Master Lu is too stingy, and he usually doesn't even need a magic stone." It's like letting him die. Take off my clothes, I only know how to fight, what happened to the plan?"

After taking off his clothes and signaling with his eyes, a group of players immediately switched to offline mode and started discussing in the q group.

"Brother Undress, how is your plan going?"

"Not bad. Augustus seems to have retained the notion that territory is order,

Human influence is completely ignored. The result of this is that the territory is expanding, but the overall degree of chaos is increasing. Save the land and go to people, and all people and land will be lost. "

"Are you so sure that Augustus has problems?"

"Yes, it may have been only 50% before, but his performance recently makes me feel at least 90%."

"Then we should enter the finishing stage, can we contact Mr. Lu?"

"Not yet. Master Lu should have gotten our hint that his salted fish is smarter than you imagined. Although he has been salting fish all the time, the premise of his salting fish is to ensure that he is absolutely in an advantageous position. Salted fish, that is a wonderful way to touch fish."

"...Undressing brother, you have put too much filter on Mr. Lu. If the crazy policewoman and Mr. Lu fall into the water at the same time, which one will you save first?"

"I'll kick you down first. All in all, the plan of 'Bad Victory' is being steadily implemented. Augustus seems to want to bring order to the Bloodland, so we have to use our methods to bring order. I don't I know what he wants in the end, but if the enemy agrees, we will oppose it. Is there anything else I need to ask?"

"Yes, who are we going to fight today! Is there enough firepower! Can we get a new wooden puppet!"

"It's enough, it's enough, the more intense we fight, the faster the prison guards' doom will come."

On the other side, in Lu Fan's new stronghold.

This stronghold is undergoing new changes every day, and it is developing in a very strange direction.

Under the quiet control of the players, the defeated refugees who were beaten by slime's terrifying artillery flowed here and settled down here.

In the blood domain, the strength of players and demons will be greatly limited, but players rely on the plants planted by farmers and the demon crystals implanted in the plants to basically overcome this.

This kind of feeling is like staying in an agricultural society on the one hand, and stepping into the space age on the other, no matter how you fight, you will be crushed.

The first thing the refugees who come here find is that there seem to be a lot of bookstores here.

A large number of books are published every day. As long as you can write and knock on the door, even if the writing is rough, you can sell well. Some books selected by the buyers in the castle will be focused on and promoted, and even won by mainland China. A recommendation written by an adult.

"This book is quite pornographic."

"No brains but cool, I give five stars."

"The simple and plain writing style can write a plot as entangled as Oedipus the King, I like it very much."

After being recommended, they will get a considerable amount of magic power as a reward. Therefore, writing books has become one of the most popular jobs in the new base. Catering to Lu Fan's preferences is also what they rack their brains to do every day. Important matters.

An assassin among the refugees carefully observed the surrounding scene, and silently remembered all this in his heart.

Although they are called assassins, they are more often used to spy on the enemy and collect information. Unless they are given enough magic power, assassinations will not happen.

After observing the surrounding environment, the assassin couldn't help feeling that this place was full of vitality.

It is said that Mr. Lu is a demon from the outside world, and the restriction of the blood field does not seem to work for him, which causes him to spontaneously generate a large amount of magic power every day without doing anything, which is more than enough to supply the operation of the entire stronghold.

With the support of not bad magic power, the demons in this stronghold don't have to worry about the lack of magic power at all, and they can work better for Lu Fan.

In this model full of positive feedback mechanisms, it is normal to form the current scale.

"With such a terrifying magic power content, this Master Lu is really a terrifying guy. No wonder the jailers attach so much importance to it."

After simply observing the situation, the assassin decided to visit his senior first.

When he mentioned his predecessor, a beautiful arc appeared on the assassin's face.

According to the mark left on the wall, the assassin found the senior's residence.

She first arranged her clothes to make her look more natural, and then knocked on the door respectfully, preparing to surprise the senior she had admired for a long time.

"Come here, come here, has my recommendation arrived? What kind of evaluation did Master Lu give me this time!"

Seeing the disheveled and bearded senior who opened the door, the assassin felt something collapse in his heart.