The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

A grand ceremony was underway in a remote valley.

The sacrifice was an entire defeated tribe of small orcs.

Fifty thousand orcs, men, women, and children, were tightly bound to wooden stakes, forming a constantly wailing altar of flesh and blood.

"High Priest, the sacrifices are ready."

"Proceed on time."

A middle-aged orc with short black hair, wearing tight purple priestly robes, and bulging with muscles, revealed a satisfied smile.

He was Jostad, the War High Priest from the Orcish King's tent.

He cast a torch and used a silver knife to cut open his wrist, pouring crimson blood into the magic circle:

"Goddess, your faithful Jostad offers you loyal sacrifices!"

Flames blazed, and blood soared into the sky.

From the evil sacrifice, the most sacred light was born.

The beautiful and majestic War Goddess Tybella, clad in golden armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, cast a phantom image in mid-air.

"Jostad, I have felt your loyalty and it deserves a reward!"

A ray of light fell upon Jostad.

In this world, priests are also considered a type of mage, capable of wielding powerful magic.

However, priests are somewhat cheaty; as long as they gain the recognition and help of a god, their strength can rapidly increase.

But correspondingly, if they betray their faith one day, the consequences will be dire.

War High Priest Jostad was originally equivalent to an Archmage in strength, but after receiving the goddess's reward, he quickly reached the Legendary level.

"Goddess, your lamb has important news to report, regarding that evil empire in the East!"

"Speak."

Hearing this name, a trace of anger appeared on the War Goddess's face.

The Evil Empress was becoming increasingly arrogant, even refusing their seven gods' request for evangelization.

Unfortunately, they were foreign gods and had enemies to fight against.

Each time they acted in this world, the cost was enormous.

Currently, they relied solely on believers, none of whom were a match for the Evil Empress.

They still needed to cultivate a Child of Destiny specifically targeting her to permanently solve this problem.

The good news was that the humans were not united, and they did not cherish the peerless king they had produced.

The remnants of the seventeen nations were all working hard to shake the Evernight Empress's rule.

The scale of the recent disturbances pleased the gods greatly.

"The Imperial Empress slanders you for causing an explosion in the City of Mysteries, tarnishing the church's reputation."

"It matters not."

"While investigating this matter, my children inadvertently discovered that among the Empire's increasingly rampant restoration army, there are Imperial spies in high positions."

"Oh?"

"I plan to take advantage of their next request for supplies from the church... *hiss*."

Jostad made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Crude," the War Goddess said slowly, "Growing the restoration army before harvesting them, that's not the level of that woman."

"The stray lamb needs your guidance!"

"I want you to use those spies to infiltrate the City of Mysteries, find the one who advises the Evil Empress, and eliminate them... and by the way, cause a few more explosions, the kind that makes her heart ache."

"As you command!"

"I will grant you more power."

Another ray shone on Jostad.

His strength did not increase significantly, but he gained several very useful abilities.

"Thank you, Goddess, your lamb will spare no effort to complete your mission."

Jostad felt the power of these abilities and knelt down in fervent worship.

How powerful! How wonderful!

"Loyalty is commendable, but I hope you, Jostad, will also cherish yourself. The church needs talents like you..."

The War Goddess's figure gradually faded away.

Jostad was already moved to tears.

The War Goddess is truly the best goddess!

So beautiful, so strong, and she even cares about the safety of a lamb...

I, Jostad, want to offer my kidneys to the goddess...

Ah, no, offer my heart!!!

Stepping on the sacrifices that had been sucked into white bones by the War Goddess, Jostad strode towards the East.

Chapter 26: I'll Enjoy Whatever Blood Mama Gives Me

City of Mysteries, Charles Manor.

Roger slept until he woke up naturally in his luxurious bedroom for the first time in a long time.

Sufficient sleep finally made the feeling of being hollowed out disappear.

"Blood Mama is really harmful... the good news is that the Empire History is finally finished, and I won't be urged to update anymore!"

He rolled around on the bed, enjoying the comfort of his own bed.

It feels so great to finish a book!

Roger lay on the bed without any dreams, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a long time, he finally mustered his spirits and began to seriously think about the next arrangements.

Seven days of vacation were arranged.

He had already thought about several short-term immersive lying-flat plans and could selectively experiment with them.

Now, he had to think about a longer-term lying-flat plan.

As he learned more about the Evernight World, and his own cold and proud lying-flat system exposed its xp, Jie felt that he had to make some corresponding adjustments to his steady survival path in this chaotic world.

First, the ten-year lying-flat lottery plan remained unchanged.

He had also tried meditation and cultivating battle qi to strengthen himself.

The result was that only the wrong names were called, and no wrong nicknames were taken.

This body was indeed worthy of its reputation as trash; its talent was really worrying. Even the top-level cultivation methods had terrible cultivation efficiency.

Meditating for eight hours a day and stacking countless natural treasures, he could probably advance to an intermediate mage in fifty years...

Let's not talk about how useful an intermediate mage's strength is against the gods; with the ending of the Green Vine Empire, which is not tolerated by the gods, where would he get fifty years?

So, cultivation is impossible; it is impossible to cultivate in this lifetime.

Besides, a person who has experienced the system's instant improvement in mental power will find it difficult to accept his own cultivation of this backward method of becoming stronger.

Therefore, the general direction is still to adhere to the lying-flat path.

Second, lying-flat also requires methods.

The butterfly effect brought by Blood Mama, the scourge, has become increasingly huge. At this time, the changes in the Green Vine Empire compared to the villain forces in the game plot are not just a little bit.

The pretending as a restoration army has begun to close the net, and it is expected to last for more than a month.

But the subsequent impact, if you are not careful, will last for several years.

The common people entering the court and the publication of "The History of the Green Vine Empire" have also had a considerable impact.

According to the previous performance of the system, as long as he is in the cabinet, even if he only smiles and does not speak, karma will be stained on him.

When the world line changes, no tree hole is innocent.

Compared to the real world, the freedom of the game is just a box with well-designed rules.

There are too many variables, and he can't grasp them.

Now, the identity of Dio Brando has been involved in the chaotic vortex of the Green Vine Empire.

All the methods that can get away in the short term have a price that Roger cannot accept.

Suicide? Fake death?

He was afraid that the Empress would become suspicious and casually find a few legendary figures from the school of prophecy to expose his disguise.

That would be the crime of deceiving the emperor!

Escape from the City of Mysteries?

Don't be ridiculous; the outside is a chaotic world, and the people of the Empire are still pulling hatred all over the world.

He would not forget that Roger Charles was a cannon fodder character who did not survive until the start of the game.

The kind who died without knowing how, only leaving a small introduction in Angelina's belongings.

"She once had a very loving younger brother."

Before he becomes a legend, those who dare to run around are all idiots!

So, there is no choice at the moment; he can only seek lying-flat in the cracks.

Fortunately, through compiling the history of the Empire, Roger has confirmed that the lying-flat system does not only want him to get drunk and sing wildly.

The real goal of lying-flat should be to obtain peace of mind.

There is even a wonderful experience of flow work state...

As long as the changes produced are what Roger himself wants, he can get a random treasure chest every day.

Now, Blood Mama and her sister have joined forces to destroy Roger's passive lying-flat and waiting for the system to pay interest.

He can only turn to seek active lying-flat.

No matter how bad the environment for touching fish is, as long as you maintain a positive attitude and adapt to the environment, you can definitely feel the feeling of touching fish!

For example, you can't imagine the joy of paid shitting!

For example, happily struggling on the road you yearn for, who knows the joy of fish?

For example, you women can imprison my body and trap me in that gorgeous palace, but I am still the emperor of the spiritual world!

For example, I'll enjoy whatever Blood Mama gives me!

Wait, scratch the last line; it sounds too much like a submissive masochist who is lying-flat and ready to be fucked...

As the saying goes, small lying-flat in the wild, medium lying-flat in the city, big lying-flat in the court!

Roger's next goal is to become a cabinet minister and find a job that interests him.

Or enter a sustainable mode of receiving money without doing anything.

Third, the above two are based on Dio Brando's identity.

If it fails, stop the loss in time and arrange a retreat to become a waste brother again.

Find other opportunities to lie-flat again!

After some consideration, Roger believes that his new three lying-flat policies are offensive and defensive, enough to cope with the latest version of the Green Vine Empire situation changes.

"Combat power is the only truth. When I become the strongest in the universe, I will stab back all the hatred of being stabbed by you women sooner or later!"

Roger gritted his teeth, endured the humiliation, and stubbornly separated from the bed board, determined to get up and make trouble!