Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"That gentleman actually won the fight! How incredible!" The members of the Blood Alliance were all a little surprised.

"I didn't expect that high-level people could challenge each other. It's a pity that we can't open the time-stopping field. We can't appreciate the high-level battles at all." The martial arts master's eyes flashed with regret. He has now become the head of a large family. And his famous battle was to challenge the head of a family three levels higher. This was big news in the entire cultivation circle.

"Time stop..." Everyone's mouth twitched. Only gods could master such an abstract ability. If they wanted to become gods, they didn't know how far they still had to go.

While everyone was chatting, the newly appointed Eighth Senator sent a clone here.

"You're here!" Everyone's eyes lit up and they saluted hurriedly.

"Do you have any instructions this time?"

The eighth councillor sat directly on the chair. "I want to sit on the third seat."

"Are you sure?" Everyone was a little excited.

"I'm 60% sure. If we take a little more risk, we can challenge for the second place." The eighth councillor's eyes were full of ambition at this moment.

The previous challenge had already built up his confidence as a warrior. In fact, the difference in strength between the second and ninth on paper was only three times. If he was more careful, he might really be able to defeat the second. But the chance of this was too low. He had to be unscathed in order to defeat the opponent. If he was hit by the opponent, he would lose. So he planned to challenge the third first to test the waters.

"The Blood Alliance is still too low-key after all. In the past, I didn't have the strength and had to keep a low profile. But now, I think the Blood Alliance should also show up and exert its influence." The Eighth Senator said with a smile.

"Sir, our organization is connected to the evil god after all. If it is too exposed, will it be dangerous?" Everyone looked a little worried.

"It's okay. I've discussed it with Dio, and he will stand up for me. Also, I've received some news. The Second Councillor has already contacted the King of Cultivation, and the King of Cultivation has also issued a statement saying that he represents the interests of the middle class, and many scholars and wealthy businessmen have attached themselves to him."

"But the second's rebellious behavior did not cause the first's sanctions. The first has been busy stealing the last power of the King of Madness, and now the King of Madness has a rift with him. The power of the parliament seems strong, but it is actually disintegrating. If we don't find a way out, I'm afraid we will be liquidated in the end. So instead of waiting to die, it's better to join Dio directly." The eighth councilman said seriously.

"But... not many people in the council will respond to us. Those people are short-sighted and probably don't understand the power of the evil god at all."

"That's right, so if we want to develop additional strength, we must find a group with potential." The Eighth Senator raised his lips.

"But the powerful groups have been divided up. Are there any other groups that we haven't noticed?" Everyone was puzzled for a moment.

“Yes, there is a large group that we have neglected.”

"Ah? You're not talking about those low-level people, are you? They don't even have the talent for cultivation. If we stand on their side, what benefits can they bring to us?"

"Have you forgotten something? The reason you can live in luxury houses and drive luxury cars is that these benefits are brought to you by cultivators? Aren't they brought to you by the lower-class people working overtime every day? As long as we stand on their side, they will work harder for us. Moreover, the reincarnation plan requires the participation of a large number of people. They are not cultivators in this life, but who knows if they will change their fate in the next life!"

"You see, the fertility rate has dropped to an extreme recently. Those lower-class people have stopped having children. On the contrary, practitioners are constantly expanding the size of their families. The probability of reincarnating as a practitioner will greatly increase, which is a good thing." The eighth councilor spoke eloquently.

"But if we want to represent the interests of the lower class, we must fight for what they want. Doing so would be equivalent to damaging the interests of all practitioners. After all, there is only so much cake, and if those lower class people eat more, the practitioners will have less. If all the practitioners stand against us at that time, what should we do?" someone said worriedly.

"How could you come up with such an idea? If the practitioners can unite as one, there will be no such thing as the King of Practice and the Evil God? If we do this, there will definitely be people who stand up and oppose us, but so what? Since you have chosen to stand on the side, you must take the risk. No matter what you choose, there will be people who oppose you in the end. We need to take a long-term view, and the Blood Alliance has a promising future. The slight hardships at this stage are what we must face." The eighth councilman knocked on the table.

At this moment, his temperament was not like that of a politician, but more like that of a warrior.

After discussing for a while, everyone showed their courage and prepared to follow the Eighth Councillor to do it. Now everyone is a warrior, so naturally they have a fighting spirit. Challenging higher-level opponents is commonplace for them. The more difficult the task, the more excited everyone will be.

The eighth councillor looked around, and after confirming that the army's morale was good, he left with satisfaction. His injuries had not yet fully healed, and he needed to rest for a year. After a year, he would challenge the third place. If the third place could also succeed in the challenge, then the second place would not be far away from him!

Meanwhile, the First Councillor was feeling a little uneasy. This was because the Second Councillor had already openly contacted the King of Cultivation. This was a very bad sign. The delicate balance might be broken. He felt very tired at this moment. The more he tried to maintain the balance, the more difficult it felt to maintain.

And now the King of Madness is not listening to anyone, and there are signs of a demon. As long as someone dares not to pay the Internet fee, he dares to shut down that person's Internet. The King of Madness wants to find the kind of pious person who can't shut down the Internet even if the fee is not paid. But unfortunately, so far, he has not met any. This makes him fall into a kind of madness. The more he wants to verify something, the less he can get.

Now many people have quit the Internet due to the soaring cost of living, and the power of the entire Dianhuo network is rapidly declining.

Perhaps it was because of this problem that the King of Cultivation began to look for external assistance.

After all, the King of Cultivation had fought Dio before, and he knew too well how much trouble Dio was in. Now his strength had dropped significantly due to the decline of the Mad Fire Network, which had made him a little uncomfortable. Although his strength had been restored somewhat through spiritual energy, it was still much weaker than when he was at his peak.

The first councillor has called for a reduction in the price of Internet access, but the other councillors are indifferent. They can raise the price, but they cannot lower it. They have already tasted the taste of blood sucking, how can they easily give in?

Moreover, the frequent reverse actions of the First Councillor also reduced people's trust in him. For example, because a large number of young people were preparing for euthanasia, the First Councillor forced everyone to increase jobs and raise wages.

This made everyone quite dissatisfied, but due to the power of the first councillor, everyone gave him some face. But later, the first councillor called for a reduction in Internet fees, and everyone became completely impatient.

It's not that people can't see the root of the problem, but they can't stop. Just like watching short videos of beautiful women, they won't stop unless their energy is completely exhausted. It's a fatal addiction. Even if you have a clear mind, you can't control your sliding hands.

After all, the entire group of practitioners benefited, and the top few people alone could not control their own butts. Under that kind of inertia, everyone was helpless and could only fall into a kind of slow death.

The first councillor calmed down. He was on his way to visit the little princess. He wanted to have a good chat with the Crazy Fire King through the little princess. The current situation was not optimistic.

But when he saw the little princess again, she was sitting under a big tree holding a cute orange kitten. The picture looked beautiful, but the first councillor had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery.

"Little Princess, I need to talk to the Crazy Fire King. I can't contact him now."

"...I'm sorry that you are late. I can't contact him either." The little princess smiled.

"What?" The First Councillor was shocked. "What happened?"

"Maybe he realized his own ugliness and found a crack in the ground to hide in." The little princess smiled sarcastically.

The first councillor frowned. "Did you have a quarrel with him?"

"No, I just helped him find Nanaya. Then I don't know what inspired him to go into hiding."

"Nanaya?" The first councillor was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the orange cat in the little princess's hand. He remembered that the little princess preferred dogs and didn't like cats. So this cat in the little princess's hand seemed a little conspicuous.

"Love is just an illusion after all." The little princess sighed.

"..." The first councillor covered his head in pain. He didn't care about the bullshit love. Now he just wanted to contact the Crazy Fire King. At this time, he had already cursed the Crazy Fire King in his heart.

He didn't quite understand how a king could be so fragile. He was just as willful as a child.

But the first councillor forgot that the King of Mad Fire had a lot to do with them. The King of Mad Fire had been sharing his mind with them for a long time. Under the influence of these ugly people, the King of Mad Fire, who was already a little bit floating, became even more filthy. After all, squatting in the toilet for a long time would always be stained with stench. But the King of Mad Fire did not realize this.

After repeated setbacks, the King of Madness began to fall into deep self-doubt. Once this doubt arose, he fell into an extreme internal friction. The more internal friction he had, the crazier he became, and the crazier he became, the more ridiculous he became. This was a vicious cycle.

"Damn it! What a coward! Disappearing at such a critical moment!" The first councillor couldn't hold it in anymore. He didn't even bother to pretend anymore and just started cursing.

Perhaps his curse had some effect, and a flash of fire suddenly appeared behind him.

The first congressman was startled and quickly shut up and put on a smiling face.

"Your Excellency the Peak Fire King, I am looking for you."

The flame quickly expanded, revealing a skinny figure; the King of Madness Fire appeared.

At this time, the burning head of the Mad Fire King had shown signs of extinguishing. He ignored the First Councillor and walked straight towards the little princess. He slowly reached out and took the kitten from the little princess's hand.

"Your Excellency, the Mad Fire King, the world situation is very dangerous right now. A war could break out at any time. We must cooperate sincerely..."

"Shut up! Don't you just want to get my power? I will never give it to you even if I die!" The King of Madness and Fire directly interrupted the First Senator's speech.

"You misunderstood, I just want to cooperate..."

The Mad Fire King ignored him and just looked at the little princess calmly. "I know you have always liked Dior. But because of the difference in status, it is difficult for you to be together."

"What do you want to say? I am no longer interested in love. A god like you cannot protect your love, so what right do I, a mere mortal, have to dream about it?" The little princess closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Wait, are you listening to me? The situation is really dangerous now!" The first congressman felt very uncomfortable. He felt that everyone present was crazy, and he was the only normal person. Why are they still talking about love at this time? Are they mentally ill?

But no matter how loud he yelled, the two ignored him. Only the kitten in the arms of the Mad Fire King looked at the First Councillor curiously.