Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

After listening to Greg's introduction, He Lailu's expression immediately changed.

Because he always thought that his son's body moved because he woke up. But now it appears he was completely deceived. Infinite anger surged in He Lailu's heart. But he managed not to have an attack.

"Baizhi! I will make you pay the price!" He Lailu swore in his heart.

"This world is getting more and more interesting~ An old antique like me can't understand it at all!" The Beast Prime Minister said with a smile. He has completely lost his purpose in life now, and he doesn't even know what the meaning of his life is.

The Orc Royal Court has long been disbanded, and even the Orc tribe is now very small. And He Lailu was being played around by others, with no accurate target at all. Moreover, many of his useful suggestions were denied by Horailu.

He had warned He Lailu many times not to trust Baizhi, but He Lailu didn't listen. Now that he was put in the wrong position, he began to feel sorry for himself again.

The Beast Prime Minister has calmed down now. He hopes that he will be a pendant from now on and will not express any opinions, so he smiles to everyone now. Because he is completely ruined.

"But then again, kid. Doesn't your server have any protective measures? There are so many people in the illusory world becoming gods, don't you have a plan?" Beast Prime Minister asked casually.

"Of course... of course there is. But I didn't expect them to become gods so quickly! The only way now is to invite Big Cat-chan." Greg's face was very embarrassed. He didn't want to see Big Cat-chan.

"Who is that? Does it sound like an orc?" the Beast Prime Minister asked curiously.

"She is the new generation of ancestral spirit king. She once worked as a server, so she should have a way to control the current situation. After all, the invasion of reality by the illusory world is entirely carried out through the server. As long as we find a way, we should be able to reduce the losses." Greg said.

"King of Ancestral Spirits? Ah~ I think that must be a troublesome guy..." The Beast Prime Minister showed a dumbfounded expression.

"Haha..." Greg smiled empathetically.

In this way, Greg took the two of them to look for Big Cat Sauce.

Big Cat-chan should still be at the Volcano Mansion now, so Greg and others projected there at the same time.

However, when several people arrived at Shanshan's official residence, they were shocked by the situation here.

Because this place is packed with people, the density of this flow of people is abnormally high.

Greg touched a few people around him casually, and he found that these people were all illusory. It seems that there will still be various troubles in the integration of the virtual world and the real world.

Nowadays, people have to reach out and touch each other when walking to prevent bumping into each other. This scene looks weird and joyful at the same time.

"Why are there so many people here?" Greg didn't quite understand. Even his city didn't have so many people.

"We are all here to pay homage to the king!" replied an illusory character.

"Is the king you are talking about Rakad? But isn't he already dead?" Greg said.

"Is that so? This is really regrettable! I thought His Highness Racade was the king in this era."

"..."

Greg looked around and found that the people here were wearing clothes from different eras and did not look like they were from the same time.

This is also a big trouble with dream invasion. These illusory people exist in every era. They wander around like intangible ghosts.

But the trouble is, they can also see and talk to you. This weird feeling has begun to affect people's normal lives.

People are in a state of fear and rejection of this illusion.

Many real-life stores have put up signs prohibiting imaginary people from entering.

But what’s funny is that some imaginary stores overlap with real stores, making it difficult to tell the real ones from the fake ones.

There were even grand gatherings of ancestors gathering in the same store. In short, reality has been disturbed by illusions and is no longer peaceful.

Greg and others pushed through the crowd and headed to the palace area.

There are a lot fewer people here. People are still conscious and will not disturb the noble people here.

"Grek, I'm looking for you." Dio felt Greg's aura and came to greet him.

"Oh?" Greg looked Dio up and down. "You don't seem to have changed much. Don't you have yourself merged with the illusory world?"

"No, the stars can already get rid of the influence of dreams." Dio said.

"I see. Then you are really lucky."

"Maybe..." Vivian's face flashed in Dio's mind. However, even if Vivian appears in front of him now, there is nothing he can do. He couldn't be distracted from loving anyone else.

……

Everyone gathered together again. In the large conference hall, everyone's faces still showed more or less sadness over Lacard's departure. Only the big cat gnawed the fruit wantonly.

The sound of Da Maojiang eating caused everyone's dissatisfaction. Although separation and death are the norm in the world, Omao-chan's casual attitude still makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

"Oh~~This must be the new King of Ancestral Spirits, right? It's really impressive." The Beast Prime Minister showed an expression of appreciation.

Big Cat-chan glanced at the Beast Prime Minister for a few times, and then she said: "Are you willing to hang on this big man's body?"

The Beast Prime Minister's smile faded a little. "Do you think that's possible?"

"Actually, I can help you perform an operation and let you regain your freedom." Da Maojiang suggested.

"Haha... It's useless. Even if I am independent, I am still a waste. It is better to hang on to him. At least I have a companion." The Beast Prime Minister shook his head.

Greg had already seen his situation. According to Greg, the Beast Prime Minister was not only injured physically, but his soul was also split in two.

Even if Greg's medical skills were superb, it would be useless to help the Beast Prime Minister regenerate his severed limbs. The Beast Prime Minister's lower body still doesn't move.

"Okay... I don't quite understand your friendship. But if that's what you want, I won't force it," Omao-chan said. She could cure the Beast Prime Minister, but if he didn't want to, forget it.

"Da Mao Jiang, you used to be a game server. The invasion of the virtual world was based on the server. Do you have a way to curb the current overlapping situation of virtual and real?" Greg asked directly to Da Mao Jiang.

"This...I think it's pretty good now. I can meet a lot of interesting people every day." Da Maojiang was a little reluctant.

But under everyone's strong request, Big Cat-chan fell into deep thought.

"Actually, I think this matter is very strange. It is very abnormal for time to accelerate for no reason in the dream world. Maybe we should collect more information before making a decision." Dio took the opportunity to interject.

"Did you find anything?" Greg asked.

"Well... I found some problems, but I don't know if it has anything to do with this matter. The Blood Sect is instigating a fight, and they are collecting blood for whatever purpose." Dio explained what he had seen.

"Haha, they just want to develop their own power, there is no problem." The Beast Prime Minister said matter-of-factly.