This Group of Players Are All Slimes

The world seventy-five years from now, hell.

Here, ice and snow will cover the surroundings, and a cold current from nowhere sweeps across the world, making this place chill.

At the confluence of two rivers, a former dungeon stands here. Its hell lord has fled here to the shelter of the eighth-tier royal family, leaving only an empty city that no one cares about.

But today, it ushered in a new group of guests.

A team of less than a thousand people stepped on the white snow, stepping into the dungeon step by step amidst creaking sounds.

When they stepped into the dungeon, the faint blue magic circle lit up here, and the sudden change caused a little commotion among the crowd.

"Don't be nervous." The leading man, Dylan raised his hand and shouted, "It's our own."

Three slimes jumped out of the room.

"It's all right, Dylan, we've cleaned this place, some hidden secret doors have been cleaned up, and all the monsters lurking here have been killed." After the weak chicken man finished speaking, he slapped loudly. A full burp.

Dylan breathed a sigh of relief.

He spit out a mouthful of white mist in the palm of his hand, and then said solemnly: "Thank you, take off your clothes, 3l, weak chicken man."

"My family, you're welcome. Come in, I've made something to eat."

In the dilapidated and leaky lord's hall, a cauldron was erected.

A strong firewood burns under the pot, and the heat generated makes the soup in the pot boil, exuding a tempting aroma of meat.

A large number of monsters were boiled here, and a lot of spices and salt were added to it, which made the people who came here with Dylan swallow their mouths uncontrollably.

However, they didn't act. Instead, they looked at Dylan and asked humbly, "Master, can the children eat first?"

"Don't call me my lord," Dylan said. "We don't have nobles and pariahs here."

"But, we are descendants of the fallen..."

"Your patron saint is still my uncle. Well, you're welcome, everyone, eat quickly."

Adults are still hesitant.

But children are not aware of these red tape.

These seven or eight-year-old children rushed over first, cheered and took the stone bowl, then scooped up the soup and ate it contentedly.

The fallen in hell will eat almost anything.

Whether it is a monster or a dead demon, as long as you eat something that is not dead, you must eat it to death.

In order not to make these people too restrained, Dylan winked at the three players and went outside together.

Leaning against the wall, Dylan took out a flue-cured cigarette, covered the wind and snow with his left hand, and prepared to light it, but after thinking about it, he put it back again.

"Don't worry about us." He said as he took off his clothes.

"No, I'm going to quit. Flue-cured tobacco is not good for my health, and I want to fight for a few more years."

He took off his clothes and looked at the other person appreciatively, then asked, "Where did you find these people?"

"As you can see, they are all fallen people. Some are survivors after the village was attacked by evil things, and some are driven out by superstitious villagers. It's unreasonable. They are all humans living in hell. It will be a matter of time before the laws of hell are transformed into fallen ones, but even so, the chain of contempt in the human world still exists here."

"It's okay, the children don't care." 3l pointed to the child inside who was eating meat.

"Yes, they are our hope. It took me a long time to gain their trust and invite them to come here to build the new city of North Wind. It is not easy to gain their trust. Some humans will hunt and kill the fallen, Some cunning demons will also disguise themselves as humans to lure them."

"It seems that you are really ready to do a big job."

"Yeah. After sinking for so long, it's time to act. Well, now that the city and the population are established, what should we do next?"

"You are the lord, you have the final say."

Dylan took a look at taking off his clothes, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, then my first order is, please assist me with all your strength, Mr. Take off your clothes, Mr. 3l, Mr. Weak Chicken Man."

"We agree. Tell us your plan first."

Dylan immediately took out the warm map from his arms, spread it out on the snow, and said to the three players: "The location here is very good, near the confluence of two rivers, and it is also the mouth of the sea. Very helpful. Although there are not many demons in the Ninth Hell, some hell lords still exist, and we can get a lot of useful things through trade."

"And the land here is fertile, very suitable for planting crops. Next, I am going to let the chipmunk, the devil, help adjust the nearby climate. His divine power can do this. As long as it succeeds, then the food issue will be the next step." Don't worry about it."

"However, there are still problems. There are two more important ones. One is the problem of evil things. At present, we don't have a particularly good way to deal with evil things. Although I have asked the Church of Roland for help, the Church of Roland will at most send one or two The church knights came to assist in the defense, they have more important tasks to do."

"The second problem is the population. The New North Wind City has two functions. One is to become a shelter here, to protect the nearby humans and resist evil things. The second is to become a supply point for the Demon King. With these two goals as a starting point, we need a large population to mine nearby resources and find a general method to kill evil things. And the ordinary population is not enough, we also need some specialized talents.”

He took off his clothes and nodded in agreement.

"These two problems are the two problems that bother me the most. My knowledge can't solve them for the time being. Do you have any good solutions?" Dylan asked expectantly.

And taking off his clothes didn't disappoint him.

After a short thought, he took off his clothes and said, "The two issues have a priority. I personally think that the population issue is the priority. We will prepare some quick-growing and low-risk seeds. With the modified climate, it should be able to quickly Ripe, but don’t worry too much about the taste. The more food we have, the more people we can support.”

Dylan nodded: "I agree, but how come the population?"

"At this time, we need to rely on media publicity."

"Media?"

"Well, I just informed that I'm really a DJ, and he's already got the support of his peers and started to act."

I was ordered to take off my clothes, and I really flew into the sky as a dj driving the Demon King.

After repeated training, he has been able to master his spiritual weapons proficiently, and has completely reached the realm of human and ship integration.

Through the Devil King, he wanted to feel the feeling of flying in the sky, and at the same time, he did not forget the order to take off his clothes.

Behind the Demon King, a large amount of flour-like spores that came through the black box were sprinkled by the Kates inside.

Most of these spores cannot find a suitable environment for growth, but once they land in a suitable place, a small ghost TV will unfold, and at the same time begin to receive signals from the signal source through the ghost spores in the air without interruption.

The radio waves that disappeared for fifteen years reappeared.

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