My cemetery is connected to the game world.

After the Shanhai Fengshen Guild officially injected capital into Helot's territory, it changed almost every day.

In the past, when Helot developed his territory, he built whatever he thought of and whatever was needed. He had a plan, but it was only a small one.

Now he gave part of the territory rights of the Old Land to the territory construction experts supported by the Shanhai Fengshen Guild, which made him truly see what a "infrastructure maniac" was. In just a few days, the territory was dug out with crisscrossing gullies, and the entire territory was a large construction site several kilometers long and wide.

More than 100,000 skeleton laborers were mobilized in an orderly manner, and countless resources were continuously transported in from all directions. Just from the scale, one can see the prototype of a capital-level city.

At the heart of the domain is the Lord's Castle, which serves as the parliament of the soon-to-be-established Kingdom of the Dead.

Now it has become the activity center of the Scorched Earth City branch of the Azure Society.

Mondolali and Frank are leading the backbone members of the Scorched Earth City branch to actively prepare for the founding of the country.

Master Laem was still writing sleeplessly in the dungeon of the vampire castle, trying to write down as much knowledge as possible before he was released from prison.

So when Helot visited Master Laem, the gray elf's eyes were already red from staying up late, but his hands were still working.

"Master, how long have you not slept?" Helot asked in a low voice with concern.

Laem finally put down his pen. "Sleep is a luxury for me. The Kingdom of Death is established, and I will devote more energy to building the country. I will help fulfill the dreams of countless dead companions. By then, I probably won't have time to think about spells."

Helot replenished Master Laem's death energy and advised him: "Your wisdom is a treasure trove. The more you think, the more you write, so you can never write down all your knowledge. You have no regrets for writing the "Old Code". You can leave the future supplements to me and its future owner..."

Master Laem was replenished with death energy and his spirits improved a little: "You are right, knowledge cannot be written in a limited life. I should take a short break to make my thoughts clearer so that I can grasp the key points and write.

Have you finished reading all the manuscripts you took away last time?"

"There are only a dozen or so pages left to complete the compilation. This time I came here to let you see what happened to the Old Code?"

"What's wrong with it?"

Helot informed Master Laem of what happened in the Rotten Court.

"I thought it would recover soon from its gluttony this time, but after so many days, it's still the same. I asked Frank to take a look, but he couldn't see anything either."

Helot took out the "Old Code". The magic book was not as lively as before, but it felt like a real book when held in his hands.

"Show me."

Master Laem took the Old Code.

As one of the compilers of this magic book, Master Laem can control this magic book just like Heroin.

The Old Code changed in the hands of Master Raem.

Its texture was even heavier, and the energy it contained was like a tsunami, creating a strong airflow in the prison, as if it was going to collapse the ceiling.

Then the pages of the magic book opened, and black smoke rolled out as the pages turned. The head of the undead dragon appeared in the smoke, making a high-pitched hissing sound. Its power at this moment was unparalleled.

The air current blew up Master Laem's clothes, causing his hair and beard to fly. The wrinkles on his face were pulled upwards, causing his face to become deformed.

Powerful might is continuously released outwards, impacting recklessly.

Master Laem used all his strength to close the opened pages with difficulty.

All the strange phenomena disappeared instantly, and the black smoke was retracted into the cracks of the book in a very short time.

Master Laem, exhausted, sank down on a chair, breathing heavily, fear in his eyes.

Helot stepped forward and fed Master Laem a bottle of recovery potion, then asked, "What happened just now?"

Master Raem murmured, "What have we created?"

"Master, are you talking about the Old Code?"

Master Laem looked at Helot again: "What are you?"

"I am Boneslayer, a necromancer who learned magic from you."

"No!" Master Laem stared at Helot as if he could see through him. "Everything has its reasons. I know that my knowledge is not enough to create this magic book. It must be special because of you."

Helot was even more curious: "What did you see?"

"Life is the past of the dead, and death is the projection of life!"

Helot remembered that he had also obtained this information from the Old Code, but he did not know its meaning at that time. He asked Master Laem: "What does this mean?"

"I don't know!" Master Laem shook his head and handed the magic book in his hand to Helot: "Its power scares me. My power is simply not enough to suppress it. It seems that it is only docile in your hands."

Helot weighed the "Old Code" in his hand. He had never seen this book with such a violent side. This guy was like a pug on weekdays, and was very obedient except for being greedy.

I didn't expect it to be a Tyrannosaurus that was hiding very deeply.

Helot asked Master Laem, "What is its current condition?"

"You ate too much and you're full!" Master Laem's evaluation was very pertinent.

Helot asked again: "Is there any way to make it recover quickly?"

"As long as you give it time, it will recover. Of course, you can also choose to completely release its pent-up energy."

"How to do it?"

The "Old Code" became half-dead in Helot's hands, like a dog that was full and still acting coquettishly, and it was completely different from the state that was about to go berserk just now.

Master Laem replied: "Of course it was a hearty battle."

Helot was a little puzzled: "I summoned it during actual combat practice, but it didn't give me any response."

Master Laem, who had recovered, laughed. "When you're lazy and lying in bed, are you willing to be pulled up to work? You saw what it was like just now. Give it a real fight, and it will surely cheer up."

Helot looked at the magic book in his hand and said, "Your acting skills are amazing! A battle has been arranged for you. When the time comes, I will throw you out. Let's see if you can still deny it."

After saying that, Helot stuffed the "Old Code" into the space bag.

I have been worrying about this foodie for so long, I must let him exercise properly.

The problem with the "Old Code" was solved, and Helot talked with Master Laem about establishing the Kingdom of Death.

Dorothea, who is fighting outside, has replied.

Supporting the Azure Mage in establishing a nation was originally a major premise for her cooperation with Master Laem. Now that the Azure Mage wanted to establish a nation, she certainly would not refuse, and the more powerful the Azure Mage was, the more help he would naturally provide her.

As for the Kingdom of Death wanting to place its capital next to the Scorched Earth City, Dorothea didn't care.

Her goal is to capture the Rotten Court, and Scorched Earth City will become a thing of the past.

This vampire's train of thought is still so strange.

Certainly a lot less hassle!