Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 241 No, you have to pay more

Although Cyclops are generally viewed as a moderate and conservative race, there are always exceptions.

After all, books are only carriers of knowledge. Whether what you get from books is good or evil, right or wrong actually depends on the reader's understanding and judgment.

Especially someone like Baptiste, who spent only the first thirty years of his long life reading all the books in the Forest Library.

Therefore, after reading these books over and over again, even memorizing them backwards, the young genius finally fell into thinking day and night out of boredom.

In the process, countless doubts were solved by themselves (?), but there were still two questions lingering in his mind like a fog.

——Why is the Demon Spirit Tribe so powerful but only has such a small territory and so few treasures?

——Why am I so powerful, but I can only spend my entire life huddled in a small forest?

From boyhood, to youth, to marriage, and even when his daughter grew up, he never got the answer.

Until a few days ago, a group of humans suddenly visited the Magic Forest.

From the eyes of this group of humans, Baptiste saw a lot of things he didn't like.

Such as greed, vulgarity, cunning, and burning as hot as fire... ambition?

!!!

After thinking about it for so many years, Baptiste finally found the answers to those two questions!

Why haven't we?

Because we didn’t do it!

Cyclops is just too gentle, possessing power but unwilling to use it.

We deserve more, but we leave it in other people’s hands!

However, Baptiste was not the kind of fool who could be easily fooled. He saw the other party's deception behind his eloquent words, and wanted to use himself to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf.

But precisely because of this, you should do it!

If you don't take action, the entire underground plain will become a slaughterhouse filled with the other party's ambitions.

Only by standing up and completing all this in advance can we get a better ending.

——At least for the demon tribe, a better ending.

But how could Varya, who grew up under shelter, know what her thoughtful father was thinking?

When she told the players, she could only tell a bit about what she saw.

Therefore, in the eyes of players, this is a classic story of a middle-aged arrogant monarch who is easily deceived by outsiders and gradually expands his ambitions that he should not have.

"Based on our experience in dealing with them, these mercenaries are not good people. You'd better not believe it."

Although everyone is keen to persecute Sheldon, no one will do the "laughing but not laughing, Brother Xie is a real man" thing.

It was this group of thieves and mercenaries who took the initiative to rob players in reverse. This was no longer an ordinary NPC, and they had to hit hard!

So they tried to prove to the mission that the mercenaries were not trustworthy.

Varya is actually a more traditional Cyclops at heart. Although she is not so conservative, she is also naturally wary of outsiders.

Now that she was being exaggerated and exaggerated by this group of humans, her inner distaste for the mercenaries began to grow infinitely.

But no matter how disgusted she was, she would only say something cautiously.

"Actually, as you said, I don't believe them either, but my father is the chief, and all I can do is give advice..."

Tsk.

It’s hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. It seems that’s all the players can do at this stage, so they bring the topic back to business.

After a frank conversation, they finally allowed the sale of weapons and cleared out a batch of ancient weapons that were about to be eliminated.

But even if the other party made it clear that it would fully respect all the rights of the Pioneer Council in the underground plains.

The players still sternly rejected the request to form a military alliance with the Demon Spirit Tribe and advance and retreat together from now on.

After all, according to the Cyclops, if they really take action in the future, all the tribes in the plain will be attacked by them.

Naturally, this also includes those who are good friends with the players, whether they are old friends Iron Shoes or new friends Jian Ya who have only been together for a few days.

——After playing games for so many years, who still doesn’t have a favorite NPC?

Chun Ai Lao Niu and the trembling old bat-man King are both good guys. Even if they are "virtual characters", players are reluctant to sell their backstabs.

"In that case, let's take our leave and hope we can have another chance to visit next time."

"Definitely, we will have a banquet in the tower castle when the time comes. Everyone can come, everyone is here!"

In the dungeon, the players sent away the first wave of visitors since the server was launched, and at the eastern end of the plain, Sheldon had just sent away another group of messengers.

"Haha, as long as Chief Baptiste gives the order, as your tribe's best friend, we will immediately lend a helping hand."

After watching the Cyclops disappear from sight with satisfaction, he turned and returned to the camp.

Today's Sunshine City is a powder keg that may explode at any time.

Although Andrew also wanted to quickly obtain some profits from the underground plain to prepare for possible conflicts in the future, he did not dare to continue to mobilize the superior forces within the mercenaries for reinforcements.

Therefore, many of this wave of reinforcements were second-rate or even third-rate mercenary groups that he used to deceive others through his position as deputy alliance leader.

Although the combat ability is not good, a strong man is a strong man. Even if he is just used as cannon fodder, he can last for a while longer.

Therefore, Sheldon, who had a lot of resources on hand, immediately began to work on the second part of the incitement plan.

——You can’t put your eggs in one basket, and the same goes for betting.

Since the mercenaries plan to be a troublemaker and completely muddy the water in this underground plain, then they must not only need to contact the demon tribe.

In fact, in addition to Baptiste, a big guy who is not easy to control, they have also found another more suitable partner.

So Sheldon raised the corner of his mouth slightly and walked to the next door to the conference room where the previous negotiation was held.

Pushing open the door, a humanoid creature with a rodent head and a pair of bat wings was sitting on the sofa.

At this time, she was lowering her eyebrows and closing her eyes, trying to digest the conversation she had just overheard.

"How is it? Madam Sacrifice, I wonder if our ally is worthy enough?"

Clenching her hands, which were more like claws, Polina's words were filled with excitement.

"Cyclops! Aren't they ignorant of worldly affairs? How did you convince them!"

"Sincerity!"

Sheldon laughed.

"Just a small amount of good faith, as we do to you."

Sitting calmly opposite the Priestess of the Fang Tribe, Sheldon repeated his previous advice.

"Think about it, no matter how talented your king was when he was young, he is too old now and may die at any time."

"And once he dies, under the current situation, can the young prince Ashley really take the throne? I am afraid that your dear general will immediately raise his troops to rebel and destroy all those who would hinder him from taking the throne. Kill them all, right?"

<divclass="contentadv">"Then...will this include the priestess who is usually, at least on the surface, the most loyal to the king?"

Polina was furious when she heard this and immediately retorted.

"Kill me? Don't you know the relationship between me and Yoris! We..."

But before she could finish speaking, Sheldon took the conversation back again.

"Madam Priest, as a noble, you must open your mind!"

"In our deep forest kingdom, it's just two lonely people trying to use each other's body temperature to fight the cold night. Even if it's comfortable, it's mutual. It doesn't mean anything at all. It's worthless!"

"Besides, you were only following him... because you wanted to gain his rights and defeat those competitors to become a priest, weren't you?"

At this point, Sheldon's voice gradually slowed down and became lighter.

"You see, the General is very sober. I heard that he has been replaced by a Batgirl recently. She has bigger wings, a sharper nose, and is older..."

"enough!"

There was a loud shout, followed by extremely heavy breathing.

She was so dirty and dirty that she was skinned in front of her face until she was dripping with blood. Polina's face was filled with uncertainty, but in the end she could only grit her teeth.

"What do you mean by this? Please explain clearly!"

Sheldon's expression turned grim.

"We will help you kill the king and generals, and then support the little prince to take the throne. After that... ha, isn't a young king still at your disposal?"

"Think about it, as long as the time is right, you can promote yourself to the high priest, force yourself to become a queen, or even... a queen!"

Silence, a long silence.

Polina burst out suddenly, slapping the table and scolding loudly.

"Sheldon, I thought you looked like a human being, with a bit of humanity, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning and cunning at heart!"

……

"At least the king, you come and kill him!"

As the night gets darker, all the dirt is gradually buried.

The sun is hanging high, illuminating another seemingly clean sky.

...It's a pity that Sunshine City is covered with dark clouds all year round, so everyone can't see the blue sky.

After playing two rounds in the arena with the players in person, Ji Ming woke up and prepared to participate in a rather special ceremony.

Although the way he gained the throne was not very honorable, the Adventurers Association's power is far less than it once was.

But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, he has become the owner of the top three families in the inner city, and he still has to go through the required procedures.

Today is the day when Mi Yang officially becomes the president of the Adventurers Association. He invited almost everyone at the original dinner to witness it.

No one wants to feel out of place during this sensitive time, and no one wants to miss out on any “wonders” that may exist.

Therefore, whether they were people or ghosts, they actually gathered together on this peaceful morning, and even greeted each other with smiles.

Damn, bad luck!

I originally thought I could watch the show in peace and see if there was any chance to make the dungeon members happy.

As a result, as soon as Ji Ming sat down, he saw Andrew's happy face.

After finally getting over this psychopath who clearly didn't understand medicine but kept talking awkwardly, the huge shadow immediately blocked the dim sunlight in the sky.

There were giant horses and frost giants placed in front of the door, one on the left and one on the right, which were more effective than the door gods.

It's big and has a lot of iron in it, which is exactly what someone would like.

But looking at the opponent's scarlet mouth that was bigger than his head, Ji Ming was really a little scared.

"Thank you. I have something to do this afternoon, tomorrow afternoon, and all the afternoons to come. I'm afraid I won't be able to dine with you!"

"Hey, okay..."

After sending away the two behemoths, the psychological shadow of the dinner at the City Lord's Mansion gradually crept into Ji Ming's mind, and a strange premonition was buzzing.

So he quickly picked a seat closer to the door, ready to run away as soon as something happened.

As the time approached noon, after some reminding music, Mi Yang, the protagonist of this scene, appeared on the stage surrounded by a group of goatmen.

Today, he changed his previous image and chose to appear in a gray mage robe. His face was solemn and he really looked like a serious mage.

The people in the audience had different expressions, some looked solemn, some were secretly chuckling, and some had eyes full of expectation, as if they were eager for something to happen quickly.

Rather than saying that they are a group of guests who came to watch the ceremony and express their feelings of celebration, it is better to say that they are a group of onlookers who came to watch the excitement.

Mi Yang also knew what everyone was here for, so he did not conduct a series of preparatory steps according to normal rules.

Instead, he planned to make a quick decision, put all the bloated matters behind him, and first announce his succession as president in public.

Therefore, after asking several elders in the clan to praise him wildly according to the script, he came to the stage and prepared to accept the badge belonging to the president.

However, Mi Yang still couldn't help it, and quietly glanced at Boris, who was arranged to be farther away by him.

But the other party just lowered his head and looked resigned, as if he had no intention of taking action.

Ha, since he doesn’t even want to move, I must have succeeded...

He breathed a little sigh of relief. The clan elder's lecture was coming to an end and he took the badge from the etiquette lady.

It's here, finally!

But just when he was focusing on his chest and preparing to taste the complete victory with his own mouth, something suddenly came from the audience.

"and many more!"

The black figure gradually stood up, and it turned out to be the most silent of the three clan leaders, the head of the Truffle Family, Grad, who had not said a word from beginning to end!

What kind of trick are you doing? Do you want to take advantage of this moment to blackmail yourself again?

Mi Yang's heart skipped a beat, and the clan elder beside him had already reprimanded loudly.

"Grade, this is an important moment for our association, please don't interrupt suddenly!"

But Grad ignored him at all. Instead, he took out a document from the ring and waved it.

"I have an investigation document about the violent creature incident here, and I have enough evidence to prove who is the mastermind behind this incident!"

hiss……

Ji Ming had never seen so many people gasp at the same time in his life, as if the doors and windows of a sleepy classroom in winter were suddenly blown open.

After all, an attack will suddenly occur at this time. Who does this document target? Who does it need to say?