Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

In a solemn conference hall, the King of Madness and Fire sat on a high seat, and opposite him sat a large number of high-level practitioners.

At this time, the hall was filled with noisy voices. The practitioners were talking about various things, and from time to time they would glance at the Mad Fire King on the high seat. On the wall behind them, there were densely packed small screens all over the hall. The figures on those screens were also practitioners. They were practitioners who were away on business, but even so, they had to participate in the video conference.

The whole scene was dazzling, seriously destroying the solemn atmosphere of the conference hall.

However, the Mad Fire King, who was sitting on the high seat, did not react at all to the little movements of the people below.

Time passed minute by minute, and when another group of people arrived, the scene suddenly became quiet.

These people were the first geniuses to receive the sharing of Mad Fire Thoughts. Each of them was full of spirit, and exuded a majesty that ordinary people could not look directly at.

They walked through the crowd below and sat calmly next to the King of Madness and Fire.

"Yes, I see a lot of new faces. Whose rookies are you? Our team is growing stronger and stronger!" A middle-aged man on the left hand side of the Mad Fire King said with a smile.

"It's all thanks to your good leadership, otherwise how could we have so much fresh blood joining us?" Someone stood up and said.

"Hahaha! This is not my leadership, it's all thanks to Lord Dianhuo! If Lord Dianhuo hadn't shared his thoughts and strength with us, how could we have sat in this position?"

"Yes, yes~" A voice of agreement came from below.

"Okay, before we start the next round of mind sharing, let's report on the latest economic development trends!"

"Reporting to you, sir! Our economic development is also improving overall. Although the growth rate has declined compared to previous years, this is a historical necessity. After all, without new scientific and technological breakthroughs, our productivity cannot go any further."

"Yes! Perhaps we should strengthen our communication with the God of Technology. After all, the lives of the lower-class people are still difficult..."

"I understand. I will negotiate with the God of Technology on behalf of the King of Madness." The middle-aged man on the podium nodded slowly.

"But I also found that a group of people have recently appeared on the Internet to attack us. You should all know how they were dealt with. But this matter is not over yet. Their tendency is very dangerous, so we should continue to strengthen people's ideological education. We must let the concept of the rule of law take root in people's hearts, let everyone understand that the boundaries of the law cannot be crossed, and the abuse of hatred will inevitably bring backlash!"

"I understand, sir! In addition, I think the reason for the ideological problems may be that everyone has too much time to think about random things. So I advocate abolishing the 8-hour workday..."

Rumble~

The Mad Fire King on the throne shook violently, and everyone looked at him, with a hint of panic in their expressions.

But they waited for a long time, and the Mad Fire King did not respond, so everyone calmed down again. And they did not dare to bring up that topic again.

The middle-aged man on the left of the Mad Fire King smiled when he saw this. "Don't worry, everyone. I think everyone has heard about what happened at the banquet last night."

Everyone in the audience understood what he meant, and the King of Madness could only be furious. He couldn't even save the one he loved, so what else could he do?

But despite this, people still didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so someone spoke up to make amends.

"Indeed, we must give the public an explanation for such a terrible incident. So I suggest that the director of the Holy Blood Hospital be dismissed from his position!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"..."

The middle-aged man on the stage nodded in satisfaction. "As a united and friendly family, all conflicts should not be resolved in a violent way! The behavior of the director of the Holy Blood Hospital has seriously damaged our harmonious atmosphere. We must resolutely resist this behavior!"

"You are right! In addition, I propose to reform our cultivation method. The current method is already an old version, and many of the contents are not profound enough, so we need to replace it with more abundant materials. In this way, we can improve everyone's success rate in getting started."

"You are right. A too simple method is not conducive to improving people's thoughts and insights. We must give it a more profound annotation! Education is the top priority, and we should strictly control it!"

"..."

After a series of discussions on current social issues and various advanced opinions were put forward, this conference was a complete success.

There was warm applause in the venue, and everyone's face was flushed, celebrating the complete success of this session.

And then comes the idea sharing session that everyone loves to see.

Everyone closed their eyes and connected with the King of Madness and Fire.

After everyone connected with the Crazy Fire King, his body began to tremble slightly. But everyone was used to it.

The next moment, the head of the Mad Fire King split, and a golden clone fell to the ground.

"Science is endless, and today's skills need to be improved. Moreover, people's material lives are still not satisfied, and this requires the strong support of the God of Science!" The clone of the King of Madness muttered to himself, and then turned into a golden light and flew to the royal city library.

At this time, in a study room, the dog-headed man, the God of Technology, was in a daze.

When he saw the golden light coming, he stood up to greet it.

"What is the purpose of your visit this time?" the dog-headed man asked respectfully.

"We need more sophisticated skills and more advanced machines." The clone of the King of Madness said calmly.

"What do you mean by more detailed? More simple?"

"God of technology, I wonder if the long-term work has caused problems in your brain? Could it be that science has become simpler and simpler as it has developed? Are you stupid..." the clone cursed mercilessly.

The dog-headed man showed a look of panic in his eyes. "I understand, sir! I will definitely make the technique more complicated and more difficult to learn!"

"Humph! That's right! We only need the top talents. Any mediocre person who wants to be on an equal footing with us is wishful thinking! In addition, the Holy Blood Hospital has been holding on to the information on longevity, which is a monopoly and is not conducive to the progress of society. I need you to sort out that information and give it to me..."

The dog-headed man hesitated when he heard this. "I'm afraid that won't work. The predecessor of the Holy Blood Hospital was actually the remnants of the Blood Cult. They were engaged in assassinations before. Their assassination methods are hard to guard against. I don't want to provoke them... and the immortality technology is their lifeblood. They won't hand it over easily."

"How dare you disobey me!" The flames on the head of the Mad Fire King's clone exploded, looking ferocious and powerful.

The dog-headed man just buried his head even lower. "I'm sorry, Lord Crazy Fire King, I really don't dare to offend them. I'm just a low-ranking god. Maybe you should come to them in person. Those guys will definitely not dare to refuse you!"

The flames on the head of the Mad Fire King's clone quickly waned. "Humph! Those selfish guys will get their comeuppance sooner or later!"

"Um... My lord! Well, the completion of the world's rules has reached a bottleneck. If we want to make further progress in technology, the supernatural power will be greatly weakened. It is very difficult to choose between the two, so it is up to you to decide. Should we develop productivity or weaken the supernatural power? What do you think we should choose?" The dog-headed man threw the question back.

"...There's no rush for this matter, you should deal with the martial arts first!" The clone of the Mad Fire King seemed a little annoyed.

"I understand, sir! I will speed up this matter!"

"Hmph! Waste!" The clone left a word and turned into golden light and left.

After the clone left, the dog-headed man showed a hint of disgust. "A bunch of cowardly and short-sighted fools."

But soon a trace of helplessness appeared on his face. "Although they are stupid, the power they possess is very strong. It is really difficult to deal with them. Sigh..."

He had been thinking about how to deal with these parasites these days, but sadly, even with his wisdom, he couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

That group of guys now occupied nearly 80% of the power of the Mad Fire King, and it was impossible to confront them head-on. Now the Mad Fire King had been sidelined by them, and the reason they hadn't split up was only because they were afraid of the hatred of the lower-class people.

So now they have been taming the lower class people, making them afraid to resist. At the same time, they are also poisoning the simple values ​​and using money to distort everyone's ideas. Although many people have noticed that something is wrong, they dare not say this weird feeling, and can only secretly express their dissatisfaction with the power of hatred. But these people have now been exiled to the desert.

The Kobolds knew the weakness of the termites, which was that their power was too dispersed. If they were assassinated one by one, they would not be able to resist. But now they have begun to improve this weakness. They have privately connected to a set of crazy fire network, which can respond quickly when any member is attacked. It can even weaken the hatred of the lower class people to a certain extent. They are moving towards perfection step by step. If they are not eliminated, there will be no other chance.

This time they turned their attention to the director of the Holy Blood Hospital, on the one hand to seize the art of immortality, and on the other hand to eliminate this hidden threat. After all, they were really afraid of assassination by the Blood Cult.

But what’s funny is that the Blood Cult doesn’t appear in the open at all now. They may be hiding in anyone’s body. It is precisely because of this that those people feel scared.

This time, they seemed determined to test the strength of the Blood Cult.

"Devils and evil ways are always linked together. Is it because of evil that evil ways come into being, or is it because of evil ways that evil demons come into being? The evil demons are now so powerful, what should we do?" The dog-headed man tapped the desk with his fingers, his eyes a little confused. He could not think of the possibility of victory. Because, even if the power of all gods was added together, they could not defeat the evil demons now. What's more, even the gods now are not united.

Thinking of this, the dog-headed man suddenly wanted to talk to the king, because the king seemed to have encountered a similar dilemma before. But he didn't know how he had the courage to face it all.

Then an incarnation of the dog-headed man quietly landed in the king's manor.

The sun had already set, and the sky was dark red. The king sat in the garden of the manor, looking up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

And he had no reaction to the arrival of the kobold.

"You still refuse to accept the extension of life?" the kobold asked curiously.

"My life has been wonderful enough. If I continue to live, I will just repeat my past experiences. I'm tired of it." The king said calmly.

"Are you disappointed with this world?"

"A little bit, but that's not all. What really makes me sad is that even if I saw all this, I couldn't stop it."

"After all, you are old and no longer have the courage you had when you were young," said the kobold.

"Maybe you are right! After all, there is no evil god in my mind anymore to force me to do that difficult thing. People are cowardly. Even if they grasp the truth, they dare not verify it. How similar is this moment today to the situation back then? But today I no longer have the courage. This is not only brought to me by aging, but also..."