The World of Evil God game.

“Without a doubt, this was a successful construction!”

The Collapse God noticed what happened to his clone, but his expression became even happier:

"Isn't this great? The Fairlan family has obtained a brand new neighborhood, which has made other vampires have no complaints. At the same time, it has also stimulated investment. All we need to do now is wait for everyone to be resurrected to drive the local economic development."

Shang Lin interrupted immediately: "Whose economy is driven by resurrection coins? How many people would die!"

"And now the definition of life and death has changed." Shang Lin was about to say that death nowadays is not considered a complete death, and the resurrection coin is just a restart project for the dead. After all, "people will not die before they die." This is a declaration made by the God of Death himself.

But it seems that the classification of vampires is the undead?!

As for the undead, as we all know, although they are classified as undead, in fact these guys are all "dead spirits", which means that they died before they died, and their status has been like this long before the definition of death changed!

So, they haven’t kept up with the version updates!

Hey! This is true. The Resurrection Coin really boosted the local economy!

Maybe we can find some more unemployed priests and necromancers? It can also increase employment opportunities!

God of Collapse waved his hand and said, "Ah, but speaking of it, the world of the blood clan is indeed too dark. It would be nice to have more light now. In the future, tourists from other places will not have to adjust to the jet lag every day. After all, every day is like night there."

The God of Poets couldn't listen any more: "Of course the world where those dark races live is at night, and isn't this their local tourist feature? Who would go there in broad daylight?"

Collapse God: "Then we need to ask the local family about their development plan. Anyway, I am only responsible for the construction and completing the customer's requirements. You see, the customers have no objections."

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"Look, new investors are coming!"

The God of Collapse noticed the fluctuation of divine power appearing from his clone, and immediately shared it excitedly with others!

The old Duke of Fairlane, wearing a patched black robe, a black wide-brimmed hat, black sunglasses and a black mask, stood on the roof of the next block and looked at his own block.

"Oh my god, it really brightens my eyes. Even with my sunglasses on, I still feel the brightness! If I were to be photographed from the front, wouldn't I be turned into vampire ashes?"

"No one would be so stupid as to rush straight into my neighborhood, right?"

After the old duke finished watching, he climbed down the roof with a feeling of unsatisfied desire and returned to the telephone booth.

The investment call from the God of Fire had made him ecstatic. You know, the firefighting business was almost non-existent in this world. After all, many creatures in the dark world hated open flames, and the vampires were even more so. Apart from the werewolves who liked to eat baked cakes, there were only a few races that did not reject fire.

Moreover, after the investment call from the God of Flame was hung up, more investors came in!

"Yes, we do need a large hospital here. It doesn't matter if the other families disagree. I agree. They don't have any objections anyway. Let's build it in our neighborhood and provide adequate services to tourists."

"Oh, God of Fire? This is our first chat. Do we need to build a large boiler here? Sure, this will allow our neighborhood to enter the era of automation. And our family doesn't have much manpower, so automation is good."

"You are the agent fishman of the Deep Sea God? Ah, you are a saint, do you want to open a grilled fish stall here? Not impossible, anyway, they are still baking cakes on the next street, there is nothing wrong with having more special snacks. What, you said to be careful that the snacks will get up and hit people. What does this mean?"

"Mirror God? You want to open a mirror store here? Oh, it's okay. What do you mean vampires can't look in the mirror? You're still saying this when you're looking at the sun. If you're not afraid of the sun, why would you be afraid of the mirror?"

"Is it the Pale God? You're selling Holy Light vegetables? Not bad. I'm tired of eating cakes every day. Cakes are expensive. Fresh vegetables are really good, especially vegetables wrapped in Holy Light. I've never eaten them in my life. I heard that the people in the Baker family often grow vegetables. It's time for our family to introduce this business."

"Record store? We already have this business. When we have nothing to do, we vampires like to listen to music to relax. What, you are the famous Silver God?! I am your big fan, please come to our street to invest in a store!"

"Egg Ranch? What is that? I've heard of ranches where animals are raised, but this is the first time I've heard of a ranch where there are no animals but only eggs. Excuse me, are you the god in charge of something? The one in charge of eggs?"

"Movie theater? God of light and shadow, thank you for your visit! Okay, I will definitely support this, don't worry!"

"God of Sacrifice? I'm also a loyal fan of yours! But the sacrifice business? To be honest, we have opened this business before, but it was discontinued a long time ago. Since you insist so much. Ah, you said that this business is now renamed 'Exchange'?"

"You are the god of rain. You want to open a bathhouse here? Well, that's not impossible. Oh? The specialty is sunbathing? Aren't you in charge of rain?"

The old Duke of Fairlane was having a great time answering the phone, and he even gave Alan a thumbs up to the sky!

Good boy, the family did not exile you in vain!

The initial start-up capital was really worth it! The economy is really starting to pick up!

The old Duke of Fairlan burst into tears at this moment. He excitedly took off his wig, closed his eyes behind his sunglasses, and began to review all the mutants he had exiled in the past.

MD, there are too many people exiled to remember them all.

But fortunately, every exile has paid off, and the start-up funds given out that year have become a life-saving straw today. After a long period of silence and loneliness, the Fairlan family is finally about to usher in a revival again!

It's time to call back all those earls, marquises, viscounts and barons who are working hard outside. With so many workers in the family, there is no need to worry about the future being prosperous!

I’m happy today, so I’m going to Werewolf Street to buy two egg yolk pies!

And the street next door to the next door to the next door.

The Duke of the Baker family also saw the beam of light that pierced the entire world. He was horrified and wondered what big move the other families were making? !

"Why didn't the intelligence agent I sent out tell me that something this big was going to happen?"

"What's going on? In order to attract foreign tourists, are they using this level of magic to attack the outside world? If they don't come to travel, they'll fight?"

"How cool! Make one for me too!"

Of course, Duke Baker didn't know that the intelligence agents he sent out had already faced the sun's glare together with the old dukes of other families, and were now turned into ashes and had no objections.

Feeling uneasy, Duke Baker climbed up the highest tower in their neighborhood and saw that the glowing object was actually a large building, and it was not located in the neighborhoods of other families. It was in the neighborhood of the Fairlan family?!

After looking at it for a while, he began to think about it, and then quickly called Earl Loft:

"Roft, can those architects you mentioned get here soon? I'm telling you, I saw a pretty cool building, the kind that'll make people's eyes light up and then faint!"

"Our family must build something similar. I'll shoot a video for you later. Are you still donating blood in the hospital? That's perfect. If you get burned to death later, you can be rescued in time. Anyway, this is the design. It's really cool."

However, Earl Loft on the other end of the phone first expressed a strong protest against his own duke's rude request - "What do you mean I am in the hospital and can be rescued in time?!"

Count Loft on the other end of the phone questioned: ". And the styles of Baroque and Gothic buildings don't match. It's not that they don't look good, but weren't our previous orders all for Gothic?"

“The characteristics of Gothic are depression and darkness, solemnity and solemnity, towering, gloomy, weird, mysterious and terrifying!”

"If you put something shiny up there, it will completely ruin the atmosphere. In that case, why not import some night lights from the Kingdom of Steam and hang them outside the church. What will that be? A mix-and-match style?"

"As a farmer, I know this won't look good!"

"Grand Duke, do you still remember our family's previous plan to build a large block in the style of mystery solving, just like the one described in the game "Death Investigation Report"? "

"We want to create a real 'Baker Street' with real enemies, real death, real killers, and real corpses!"

"We want visitors to feel 'Thank you for the invitation, I'm on an alien planet, I just arrived at Baker Street, and I'm afraid of being shot' as soon as they enter our block. This is the key point!"

Duke Baker touched the fake beard he had glued on, feeling a little aggrieved: "I just think this thing is cool, can't you think of a way to integrate it? If it's all real, wouldn't it be a real murder scene?"

“And the power of glitter might also be able to take care of that legacy issue on our block.”

Count Loft: "You mean the wandering evil spirit that has to kill one person from our family every day to complete the daily mission? Didn't we agree to treat the evil spirit as a tourist experience? If you get rid of it, what will the tourists experience?!"

Duke Baker: "Well I just think this thing is too dangerous for tourists, and he is a grudge, not our staff."

Count Loft: "It's because he's not one of our staff that this is exciting, and it's also convenient to cut it if something goes wrong!"

"What's more, the definition of life and death has changed now. The danger is not the tourists, but him!"

"Besides, if you install some shiny equipment in there, I'm afraid we will be killed before the evil spirits are killed! Who will collect the entrance fee then? Will you hire werewolves?"

"Even if the tourists are killed by evil spirits, we can still charge a resurrection fee. We only need to pay a little less than the market price to make a huge profit!"

"And it doesn't really matter if I kill him. I can just revive him if I kill him again. This is the definition of life and death now."

After a brief silence, Duke Baker suddenly said, "Anyway, the projects in the plan are already so extreme. It wouldn't be a problem to add a shiny building to make it even more extreme, right?"

"Add it, add it. I still want to see something cool. If you insist that the exterior doesn't match, can we add a shiny coffin inside the church so that the tourists who come in will be instantly enveloped by light?"

Lord Loft: ".MD, do we need to light up the coffin?"

"Okay, I get it. If you insist on adding one, I'll go ask if there's any shiny building that's suitable for the Gothic style! I hope those construction wizards don't curse you for this!"

"Coffin. Oh, right, Holy Spirit! Go ask those Holy Spirits praised by the world. Damn, yes, many Holy Spirits are studying medicine, so the final architectural style is the God of War's hospital!"

Warrior Academy!

The God of Collapse is recruiting various design proposals from students. He thinks that since a new era of architecture has arrived, it is time to pool everyone's strengths and do things that ordinary people cannot do!

The closed imagination of the past has now been released, and the modification of the definition of life and death has given the two arts of architecture and sculpture more infinite possibilities. After two days of art lectures, the students were very enthusiastic and raised their hands to sign up enthusiastically!

Collapse God: "Oh, the other blood clans didn't reply to my message, should I just skip their design drafts?"

Poet God: "Isn't that because they are all dead?"

Alan even started bragging to his classmates.

"The old duke of my former family just sent me a message saying that the construction project I signed up for is very good. The family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, has now attracted a large amount of investment and started to renovate the block. Moreover, the stingy and infighting vampires from other families have no objections!"

"Although I am a warrior, I have also traveled to many worlds and met people of many different races. This is strong proof that my design can be successful!"

"And the reason why I became so wise is because I left that dark environment and those family members with low tastes. Walking with the sun every day has made my strength and wisdom improve by leaps and bounds!"

Alan already had great prestige among his classmates, and this time he successfully revitalized a family that was on the verge of bankruptcy, which made his prestige rise to an extremely high level. This attracted a large number of classmates, who came to Alan for advice, saying "Coach, I want to learn civil design!"

Still God was envious when she saw her classmates throwing themselves into the civil engineering work so enthusiastically. She also wished that her sculpture skills could be recognized by the public. Unfortunately, although her skills had improved, they were still not particularly outstanding.

"God of fiction, when will you elaborate on the art of sculpture? Can sculpture only be used as an embellishment for architecture?"

"I also want to find a place to practice. Practicing by myself in the Kingdom of God will only make my skills worse. I already know that I must walk around more often. The change between movement and stillness is also an important way to improve my skills."

In response to the request from the Still God, Shang Lin just said that it was no problem and that he would focus on this in the next two days. However, before he could finish his words, the Poet God suddenly spoke and raised his finger and said:

"Hey! I know a great place where you can practice hard and no one will complain!"

Still God was very happy, his eyes sparkled, and he became excited: "Really? Take me there quickly! What is that place?"

The God of Poets laughed out loud: "Aren't there students taking combat courses at the main gate every day? Many students die every year and we put them all in a public cemetery to wait for resurrection."

"You just need to go to their graves and create sculptures for them based on their habits and life experiences. They are all dead, so they won't have any objections even if the sculptures are bad!"