Infrastructure starts from the game

No matter how tired you are, wasting food is shameful.

Yasan carefully packed the candies.

Due to material limitations, he only has wooden barrels made of dead wood, and like all the items in the abyss that have been eroded by magic energy, they are pitch-black and don't match golden candies at all.

"It would be nice if there was a glass bottle." Yasang said regretfully.

Nightmare likes transparent and closed glass containers, whether it is to put the psychedelic and hazy dreams in it, or to store the emotions of changing tastes in it, it is clear at a glance, and it is not easy to deteriorate.

When the Nightmare Clan was at its widest, it collected a whole palace of sweet dreams.

It is a pity that in recent years, no matter whether it is a beautiful dream or a good mood, the collection of nightmares has become less and less, and even the hidden goods in the clan are almost finished, so everyone has to look at the last preserved dream for dinner (X) Eat dirt.

When Yasan was eating dirt, he hoped that he could have an endless dream.

Too bad Nightmare Daydreams are inedible and worthless.

Asan just thought about it.

Yasan packed the candies for everyone, smiled and said:

"Thank you for your likes, I have received everyone's wishes;"

"Your likes will turn into substantial rewards, so that we will finally have a taste when we eat dirt (laughs), but the role of the magic circle is not limited to this, even if you are not from the Department of Magic, everyone knows, the use of the magic circle Mainly in space transfer, magicians use it to move between different cities, call for help from gods and demons that do not belong to this plane, and sacrifice items in exchange for the help they want;”

"However, the function of the magic circle on our side is limited, and it is temporarily unable to teleport and summon, so we have to try sacrifice!"

"Please, all the students sitting in front of the magic screen, be my gods and make my wishes come true!"

Yasan said so, and he took out the waterwheel model he had prepared.

"This is my sacrifice."

"I hope the gods and adults don't dislike it (laughs)."

Yasan placed the waterwheel model in the center of the magic circle, as if praying.

"Great god, I use my carefully crafted model as a sacrifice, praying for your gift, hoping to exchange for a set of woodworking tools for more detailed operations."

When Asan said that, the magic circle glowed.

Yasan watched this scene with a smile.

He is not worried that no one will pay attention to him——Based on Yasan’s understanding of his classmates, even if he puts a handful of soil in the center of the magic circle, there are still people who are willing to "trade", anyway, let's join in the fun——His Majesty the Demon King ( X) Master Angor has obviously long wanted to increase the participation of other students in this way.

In fact, there was a "gift" function in Angel's initial design, but at that time Angel did not know about the cracks in space and could not directly transmit matter, so Angel's original plan was to use an equivalent "Gift Points" allow the chief to buy items in the game store, but now that there is a space crack, this 'sacrifice system' can play more tricks.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the shadow of the object appeared in the light of the magic circle.

Yasang introduced: "Thank you all the gods for their gifts!"

"Unfortunately, because I only have one sacrifice, I can only get one gift;"

"I heard that the magic circle will give me the gift that best meets my thoughts and prayer requirements, now let's see what the 'Master God' has bestowed on me—"

Yasan got stuck when he said this.

Sure enough, a toolbox appeared in the center of the magic circle. The ruler, saw, and various carpentry tools were very complete. People couldn't help but wonder who could come up with such a "gift" without preparation.

But that's not why Asan got stuck.

To Yasan's surprise, the kit came in a rectangular glass jar.

"This is really..."

"Thank you."

Asan said softly.

At this moment, the colorful barrage once again blocked the entire screen.

"Senior's expression is so cute!"

"Senior Yasan, I have a lot of glass jars, and I can give them all to you!"

"Hey, why wasn't I chosen?"

"I want a waterwheel model too!"

"Senior, let me know what you want next time, and I will definitely prepare better!"

Yasan still couldn't see these barrages, but he could feel the hearts of these people.

Because more candy sprayed out from the magic circle.

There are quite a few lemon drops in it.

It's the taste of jealousy.

Seeing this, Yasan was a little dumbfounded.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, but the daily 'prayer' is linked to the number of people who pay attention to me. The more 'gods' who pay attention to me, the more times I can pray. Unfortunately, my quota today It's been used up."

"And with this altar, other chiefs can also connect to the magic circle;"

"Please leave your 'gift' to the one you support!"

"thanks for your support!"

Asan bowed down.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he got here, and felt that after completing the task of "His Majesty the Demon King", he should have nothing to do next.

However, the "gift" given by everyone is obviously much more than what Sang asked for.

"Aasan! Didn't you agree to let us help?"

This time, Ya Sang was surrounded by his classmates just after he exited the "game".

Everyone is clearly unhappy about Arizona's "little" effort:

"You did so many things by yourself! Didn't you find the altar? Are you going to say it?!"

Yasan smiled bitterly: "I don't think it's necessary! When we build the magic power base station, we will naturally ask everyone for help. But whether it's digging canals or building water trucks, it will not help our courses and employment. "

"Hey, you don't think we want to participate because it's helpful for employment homework?" The other students from the Department of Magic looked even more angry.

"Of course, not..." Yasan took a few steps back.

It's just that he is not used to helping others.

He is not used to the scene of being stared at by a group of people now, Yasan's eyes rolled wildly, trying to find a way to escape from this embarrassing scene, and then he noticed something strange in the courtyard.

"Hey, those people seem to be from the general department?!" Yasan yelled, pointing at a group of students passing through the courtyard, pretending to be surprised, "What are they doing in our Department of Magic?"

The students of the Department of Magic were diverted.

But this one is really surprising.

Because of the difference in status, general subjects and magic subjects have a good relationship, unless Kata lives in a mixed dormitory. At other times, the two sides seem to be not in the same school. Whether it is during school, After graduation, there will be no contact, and they will never step into other departments if they have nothing to do.

But the group of ordinary students violated the default rules and entered the territory of the magic department.

"What are they doing here?" Someone muttered.

The group of ordinary students also seemed a little uncomfortable in the territory of the magic class.

They stood in the courtyard at a loss, as if they were looking for someone, but when they saw Yasan, their eyes lit up, and they walked towards this side quickly.

"Excuse me, is this Your Excellency Yasan?" asked the boy who took the lead.

"Yes?" Asan nodded.

"We are civil engineering majors," the boy introduced himself excitedly, "I just watched your live broadcast, and you said that you want to build a canal, can we help?"

"Ugh?"

Asan froze.

As a nightmare that seduces people in his dreams, he feels that these children said that they fell in love with him because of his live broadcast—someone really confessed this in the past two days—but Yasan still thinks it is normal.

But the civil engineering students seemed to have misunderstood Yasan's surprise.

They anxiously promoted themselves: "We are professionals! We can do many things for you! For example, help you plan the location of water canals and magic base stations, design the structure of base stations, and many other things."

"Why don't you go to your chief." A student from the Department of Magic asked strangely.

"Those guys can't do it, either mathematics or physics." The civil engineering department pouted.

"Yes, engineering and science are actually two different things."

After all, Academy City is stronger in theoretical research, and relatively weaker in engineering, which is more important in practical operation, so the chiefs of science are all genuine science students.

However, the appearance of this group of people gave everyone in the Department of Magic a strong sense of crisis.

"Even so, you can't..." Grab our chief!

A student from the Department of Magic wanted to say that, but he was pulled hard by the female chief.

Anna, the female chief in the third grade of the magic department, took two steps forward, protected Asan behind her, and smiled at the group of civil engineering department: "Great, we just need your help for such a big project as the canal."

"Yeah!" The civil engineering department's eyes sparkled.

"Anna?" The magic department looked shocked.

"But you should know the purpose of this project after watching the live broadcast, right? We are going to build a magic power base station," Chief Anna said in a strict tone: "Although conditions were limited in the early stage, some non-magic props and buildings had to be used. , but in the later stage, the smooth cultivation of the magic base station must be the goal, so all buildings must also be centered on magic, and you must take the planning proposed by our Department of Magic as the leading, and carry out reasonable magic planning—"

"Really?" Unexpectedly, the civil engineering department became even more excited.

The leading boy asked: "Are you willing to serve as magic consultants and let us build magic projects together?!"

"Yes, yes." Anna said with difficulty.

She thought that this group of people would retreat in spite of difficulties, why is she even more excited?

Yasan also looked at them curiously: "You don't mind the Ministry of Magic being the leader?"

"When doing engineering, there will always be a Party A unit," these students thought very openly, "but this time you can get in touch with magical engineering!"

"Yeah, if you just want to learn civil engineering, you might as well go to Sensenata Tower! I came to Academy City just because I wanted to get in touch with magic... I was a little desperate a few years ago!"

The students of the Department of Civil Engineering cheered.

As they spoke, Yasan felt his horns—the school-issued pair—burn a bit, and something seemed to flow into them.

It's just that Yasan didn't have time to check, and another group of general students also came to this courtyard.

When they saw the crowd in front of Yasang, they were stunned: "Isn't this major in civil engineering?"

"Department of architecture?" The civil engineering major also looked at the group of people.

The group of students reacted immediately, and rushed to Yasang to promote themselves: "Senior Yasan, we are majoring in architecture! We are more professional in things like building houses—"

"Stop bluffing people!" The civil engineering department pushed the leader away: "Don't use your professional name to grab jobs!"

"We're telling the truth!"

The two sides immediately pinched, and it was only through the mediation of the Department of Magic that they separated.

Later, students from other majors came one after another, such as the Department of Mechanical Engineering, the Department of Water Conservancy, and even the Department of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry. Of course, there were also some "temporarily useless" students who were purely interested in building houses. students.

This group of students even alarmed the teachers of the Department of Magic.

However, after Yasan confided to Angel about the plan of God's Chosen, "teachers" like Nai Ge were suspended for investigation. Other teachers did not object to this kind of cooperation. A large conference room was approved for Yasan and the others to use.

Yasan felt a little apprehensive: "Is this okay? Obviously it's my decision alone..."

"But you entered as the chief student, and your appeal is part of your ability." The head of the department said gratifiedly, and patted Yasan on the shoulder encouragingly.

This is also the tradition of Academy City.

Cagoffin's chiefs are actually more equivalent to the positions of student council presidents and grade heads. Not only must their grades be excellent, but they must also have leadership and appeal. After all, during wartime, they are obliged to lead other students to fight.

"However, the enthusiasm of the students in other departments is quite unexpected. Ms. Yani also appreciates it very much." The head of the department winked at Yasan, "The owner of the magic gear said that after you enter the game this time, There will be a little surprise."

Asan didn't really care about the praise of the city lord of Academy City, he cared about another one.

"The devil... Lord Angel?" Yasan became even more frightened.

Yasan quickly understood what Angel meant by "surprise".

After he entered the "game" again, he found that there was an extra memory in his horn.

This is the memory of the civil engineering students requesting construction during the day.

As a demon, Yasan naturally knows how to use these "memories".

He suddenly had a heartbeat.

"I'm just a low-level nightmare, and I didn't take an oath to be a demon king. Those guys aren't loyal to me either. About [-]% loyalty is not bad." Yasan muttered.

But he still brought these memories to the side of the blood pool.

Then Yasan entered the anchor state that he has been used to recently: "Hello everyone, it's Yasan's time again (laughs)."

"Maybe some students have heard about it, and my plan has been greatly assisted by students from other majors;"

"And after I agreed to them, it seems that a very strange function has been turned on;"

"Now let's try."

Asan said so, he threw a memory into the pool of blood:

"With the goal of building Nowhere, with the virtue of zeal as a sacrifice, great abyss, I now ask for the help of my companions—"

Accompanied by such prayers, the pool of blood began to spin reluctantly.

Yasan could feel the other party's grievance.

After all, the blood pool uses pain and magic energy as materials to synthesize monsters, and this memory is not very painful, so theoretically it shouldn't be possible to synthesize anything.

It's just that the abyss has succumbed to Angor's feet. It's just a small taste problem, why can't it be compromised?

After a while, a little devil appeared in the middle of the blood pool.

The smallness of this little devil is small in size.

Half the height of Yasan, he looked like a child, but his face was that of a daytime civil engineering student.

This one was still a little confused when he came in: "Didn't I sleep... Damn! I even entered the game?"

He hurriedly ran to the crystal, wanting to confirm his attributes.

Unfortunately there is nothing.

"Because you promised to help me during the day, you are now my... legion," Yasan explained, "so there are no attributes for the time being, probably after upgrading!"

"That's it!" The little devil was a little disappointed, but quickly cheered up, "That is to say, can I build the magic base by myself?"

The barrage also exploded.

"No way! Is it open to ordinary students?"

"It is said that they only went in after promising to help Chief Yasan, shall we do the same?"

"But I prefer to explore, and I hope to be loyal to His Excellency Scott."

"Then why are you watching the live broadcast here?"

"I just don't think I can do infrastructure!"

"I think other chiefs can do it too? Go find other chiefs tomorrow and try—"

Yasan was unaware of the chaos of the barrage.

He tried to put the memories in his hands into the blood pool one by one, and summoned little devils one by one.

Also got the conclusion:

【Students who are sleeping can be summoned;】

[If the grades are too bad, no;]

[The size of the demon seems to be determined according to the grade;]

[After the birth of the most powerful person in the civil engineering department, not only is his body size similar to the original one, but he also has the attribute of 'sin', and he is definitely an SSR. 】

The manpower on Yasan's side suddenly increased.

And this is just the beginning. Even if Yasan doesn't read the barrage, he knows that more students will come to him the next day and want to enter the game.

But they will soon discover that:

[Only those who are sincere will be accepted;]

[The target must be the same as the object of allegiance;]

[Must have target skill points, at least knowledge in this area is required. 】

For a time, many students fell into distress:

Is it worth learning just to play games?

I mean, is this really a game?

Wasn't he forced to work in a dream?

Of course, the distress of the students had nothing to do with the black robe.

The black robe is not going to interfere with the students' construction of the abyss.

——Anyway, the place looks like that, so it doesn't matter what kind of ghost it is built in the end?

After observing for a while and finding that everything was proceeding step by step, Angel went back to Cecilia.

Angel thought about it carefully, and realized that he hadn't been in the workshop for a long time.

Obviously there is his base camp.

After noticing this, Heipao rarely felt eager to go home.

Although he doesn't know what to miss there: is it the lucky cat?Is it the well-behaved Enlis?Or the never-ending backlog of goods in the workshop warehouse?Or a dark and cramped room?

...It really is the last one!

Compared to other accommodation environments, Angel really likes the small space filled with his magic books the most.

When he was in the Mage Tower, Angel didn't think much about "home".

Angel thought so, so after he returned to the magic gear, he walked through the shadows and tried to sneak into his room without saying hello to anyone.

But before he got to his room, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Too quiet.

When Angel came back, it was an ordinary working day, and the current magic gears were not as noisy as when he came back from the Mage Tower.

——In the storefront on the ground floor, there are people coming and going, and the sound of entertaining cats;

The alchemists have returned to their positions, and now there are three workshops in the workshop. The alchemy machines should make a lot of noise, and then continue to be accompanied by the flashing of magical sparks;

The rune masters gather in the office, although most of the time there is only the sound of the rune knife and rune pen falling on the magic crystal, but there will be air that only human activities can have;

And if you are not careful when traveling in the dark, you will step on Mithril's tail.

But now there is no sound at all.

It's like Angel came back from the Mage Tower and faced the depressed alchemy workshop.

Angel sensed this and got out of the shadow.

He was already standing in the backyard of the workshop, the sun was shining through the gaps in the trees, the weather was just right, but he couldn't see anyone, even Sanhua, who liked to lie in the sun and be lazy, was gone.

The only thing that proves that Angel did not travel back is that the doors of the three workshops are all open, which proves that there were people working there not long ago.

Angel raised his eyebrows and called, "Enlis? Mithril?"

The workshop was empty and there was no response.

Angel frowned. He spread out the magical elements on his body, and then found a magical distortion on the third floor of the store, which was still very familiar.

Angel sighed and slipped through the shadow.

"secret--"

Angel wanted to ask, but was stunned. He found that everyone was here, but everyone was holding their breath. Enlis was still standing at the door, holding a bunch of flowers in her hand, standing on tiptoe. Tiptoe to look out the crack of the door.

"What are you doing?" Angel couldn't help lowering his voice when he saw this, and asked Sanhua who was lying on the back of the sofa.

"A notification came from Academy City, saying that the boss is coming back today."

"Huh? I'm back, so what?"

"You're back... Meow! Appeared!"

"Appeared!"

"Meow!"

Sanhua screamed as if she had seen a ghost, and even the cats around her screamed too.

Angel had to seal their mouths with black mist.

"What are you doing?" Angel asked helplessly.

The others exchanged glances, Yinye and Singer smiled wryly, as if they didn't know how to explain it.

Nightingale pushed Enlis on the shoulder.

Enlis bit her lips, blushed and walked forward holding flowers:

"Mr. Angel, welcome back!"

"...Are you here to welcome me back?" Angel was silent for a while, and asked strangely.

Enliss nodded, looking even more embarrassed, "Because, because, you came back at this time last year."

"what!"

Angel suddenly realized.

Calculating the time like this, he did return to Magic Gear at the end of last spring.

But Angel couldn't remember the exact date.

Enlis obviously remembered, so she made a proposal: "Yes, I'm sorry, maybe your birthday would be more appropriate, but, but..."

"However, I can't remember when you were born, so let's just make it today!" Mithril said coldly, pressing his forefoot on Angel's face, "Speaking of which, why don't you just go back to the room this time? Is it? It made me wait for nothing."

From this point of view, their original plan was to wait for Angel to return to the room, be guided by Mithril to the third floor of the store, and then hold a celebration party.

After knowing the reason, Angel was a little embarrassed.

He is not used to this kind of occasion where others celebrate him specially.

Especially facing the clean and grateful eyes of little Enlis.

What should I say at this time?

"Thank you everyone..." Angel said dryly, "So, to celebrate this day, everyone's salary will be doubled this month?"

"Oye!"

The employees present cheered.

Mithril stepped on Angel's face harder with his front foot:

"Is that how you feel?!"