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Chapter 267 The city created by the wisdom and technology of the lords of the past dynasties

"Before the ancestors left, I left a video for you, Mr. Dokrama."

After Lotter finished speaking to the werewolf lord, the floating camera that was already on standby floated forward quickly, a light flashed in the cat's eyes, and a holographic image of a middle-aged man in golden armor and red robe appeared in front of everyone.

That was the avatar of the first-generation lord. Lott asked the goblin to go to the library to scan the first-generation portrait.

Wendell stared blankly at the image of the first lord, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"When you see this message, I have already left. Although I have nothing to say to you, if possible, I hope you can take care of this place."

The image disappeared, and the wolf king quietly looked at the camera suspended there without moving.

Seeing her father's lost look, Fiona hurriedly dragged Phantom to Lotte's side, and asked softly after getting close: "Is he going to lose his life goals like this and end up depressed? I read the book It's all written like that."

Hey.
The Wolf King was there alone for a while, and just when everyone thought he would really develop as written in the book, he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Finally! Finally let me die Yes! You old man is really a short-lived ghost!"

Several guards nearby looked at each other, and finally one of them stepped forward and said, "My lord, the lord of the dungeon just left, he is not dead yet."

"He is already dead in my heart!" Wendell glanced back, then turned to Lott and shouted: "Boy, you are the one who makes the decision here, right? Today is a day worth celebrating, tell me, you What do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you."

Hearing this, Lott breathed a sigh of relief, the plan was a success!
So he said calmly: "Mr. Dokrama, if possible, I would like to introduce a group of werewolf families into the dungeon."

Werewolves can use their breath to search for targets and distinguish the real from the fake. Now there are too many monsters in the dungeon, artificial intelligence can't tell them apart, and none of Lott's subordinates have the ability to distinguish the real from the fake.

If you continue to let the group of monsters with evil intentions mix in, once certain groups of monsters gather to a certain number, they will suddenly explode, which will inevitably cause panic in the whole city, and the scene of the people fleeing in Ogris will be underground. If it's staged in the city, it's all over.

Therefore, it is necessary to cull them all when they first arrive here, and suppress all dangers in the bud. Therefore, werewolves who can find out where they are hiding are indispensable.

"Need my people to assist?" Wendell narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Are you trading arms?"

Weapon trading, that is, when a certain lord takes a fancy to another monster, such as Lott takes a fancy to a werewolf, if he wants to make this monster a member of the dungeon, there are only two methods he can take: talk to the other party The lord negotiated and proposed to buy it with energy, or exchange it with his own monsters.

If the Wolf King agrees, as long as a werewolf breaks away from Doklama and chooses to join the dungeon, the technicians in the territory can transform the werewolf unit from the energy.

Then the werewolf that joined the dungeon left again and just added back to their own family group.

It is equivalent to copying and copying.

All of these require the parties involved to do so out of their own will, and they cannot use strong means to make the other party succumb.

The above is the way to increase the types of monsters in the normal monster territory, so there are many other different types of monsters in the large cemetery, such as big hedgehogs and so on.

But
There are also some monster territories that do not increase the types of monsters through trading, but produce new types of units like factories.

The dungeon is one of the few self-produced monster territories—in this area, death knights, sorcerers, and high-level goblins are all special units unique to dungeons, and many other lords have come to beg for them , were all rejected by the first generation, after all, mastering the core technology is fundamental.

Of course, monsters like werewolves and vampires have long been on the streets, but the relationship between the first generation lord and the Wolf King was not very good, so werewolves have not been introduced. However, vampires have introduced many vampires from the Grand Cemetery, such as the Shadow Assassin.

It is worth mentioning that the Shadow Assassin is the family of the intelligence officer. This is set up so that the intelligence officer can call it at any time in an emergency, thus avoiding the delay of the fighter due to upward application, and at the same time, the energy expenditure will be relatively reduced.

Of course, even if the intelligence officer race of the next two generations is not a vampire, the shadow assassins as its family still exist as a vampire.

"If I said I wanted your death knight in exchange, you would definitely not do it." Wendell looked at Lot and said slowly, "In this case, I won't bully you. If you can use 50 points of energy, then I’ll allow it, don’t be too high, it used to start at 100 million.”

50 energy points is already a huge amount of money for the Werewolf Forest, which only has 1000 to 3000 ordinary adventurers a day. This dungeon probably can't afford that much.

"The supply cost of a scarab. Vickers, prepare 50 energy points for me." Lott said casually.

"Eh?" Wendell, who was going to watch the dungeon joke, was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, so he went further: "What I want is 50! Brat! Not 5! Do you hear me clearly?"

Just as the werewolf was yelling, a sorcerer appeared beside Lott, and respectfully handed him the energy block emitting purple light in his hand.

"Give it to Mr. Dokrama." Lot raised his hand and said.

When Wendell got the bone-cold energy block in his hand, he quickly sensed it, was shocked, and then hurriedly asked: "You don't need to be brave, brat."

"My production value here is about 3 to 400 million." Lott said slowly.

"One year?!" Wendell exclaimed.

"One day, uncle."

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Looking at Wendell with an expression of 'You're fucking kidding me'.

Lott stretched out his hand and swayed towards the brightly lit buildings around him. He smiled and said, "I have 38 passengers today, 46000 adventurers, and a total of 10 permanent residents including adventurers." .”

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"If you have time, stay and have a look, uncle, maybe it will help you."

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Wendel's face grew darker and darker as he listened. I don't know what he was thinking at the time, but after living here for a few days, he often said: I am too old to keep up with the times.

Lott is not worried that other monster lords will copy the economic model here, because there are two prerequisites for the dungeon to reach its current scale:

Goblin Technology + Orb of Dreams
These two are not available to other monster lords. After all, the high-level goblins in the dungeon are not comparable to those who can only make bombs.

In addition, there are time workshops, economic ideas, monster projection devices, and more.

In other words, Lott's ability to develop the dungeon to the present level is entirely due to the accumulation of the wisdom and technology inheritance of the lords of the past dynasties.

And these are exactly what other monsters who don't have the concept of inheritance don't have.

Afterwards, Wendell said that he must learn the development experience here before going back, so he stayed there in a shameless manner.

When Lott took some time to visit, he asked about the cause of the incident that year, why all the high-level adventurers were suddenly cut off in the first generation, Wendell seemed to know the reason, and said a little embarrassedly: "It may be that the first generation Let’s make a joke too far.”

The first generation lord of the dungeon planned to run a partnership with the Minotaur before, but the plan fell through due to personality reasons. Then the first generation discovered that there were a considerable number of low-end adventurers, so the idea of ​​taking over all low-level adventurers came into being.

At that time, he really wanted high-level adventurers to go to other territories, and he only wanted ordinary ones.

But at the BOSS gatherings, everyone is laughing, "The dungeon ghost is so stupid that he only accepts low-level adventurers, so how much money can he make?" '

Especially the Minotaur, who would brag about how smart he was when he met everyone. Fortunately, he parted ways with the old ghost, otherwise he would be dragged down to death.

After a long time, the first lord who finally couldn't bear it was like an old man who was so stimulated at the annual meeting that he ran for president.

In a rage, he began to confront all high-level adventurers with swords and swords, directly cut off the rations of the neighbors around him, and then increased the richness of his own territory, that is, expanded the scale of each class, adding various monsters, flowers, plants, Trees even have weather and terrain.

In this way, he can retain low-end adventurers, and then train them from low-level to high-level. When those who laugh at him can no longer bear it and all of them are gone, he will truly take over everything.

The subsequent plan went well, and the result was as expected in the first generation. The neighbors were wiped out, and he had the last laugh alone. Until the third generation of Shadow Demon Lords came to power, the dungeon was still very wealthy, and the decline was only that of Shadow Demon. It's just the dozen years that the lord has been on the throne - the carpenter is really not suitable to be the emperor.

In any case, the story of the first generation of lords tells us a truth, never laugh at a high-level demon, let alone underestimate the wisdom of others, otherwise everyone will be overwhelmed.

Saturday of the third week at 6:30 am
field hall
Lott glanced at the 2000 million energy readings on the energy display.

Then look at the big screen ahead, the number of monsters lurking in the city detected by the werewolf troops
A full 231!
Lott never dreamed that when he kept focusing on the outside, the inside was actually filled with mushrooms.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time now, and the werewolf's nose is also very sensitive, no matter how secret the mushroom is hidden, it can be picked out by it, which is quite gratifying.

"My lord, the marking has been completed, as long as you give an order, we can eradicate them all at night!"

Whether they are goblins or trolls, they can't wait to kill these invading ugly monsters. The feeling is as comfortable as pulling out pimples on your face.

"Yeah." Lott looked at the red dots on the screen, and then zoomed in on a few, and found that some of them seemed to be living the same life as ordinary people. Of course, most of those creatures had the same appearance as humans, like beast-eared mothers. , witches, etc., as for the rest
"The ugly non-humans are all slaughtered, and others can be discussed, such as this." Lott looked at a person on the big screen who was wearing a business office attire, holding documents and trotting while making a phone call, looking very busy said the fourth-order witch.

(End of this chapter)