Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 352 The Wisdom of Mortals

At the same time, in the palace of the House of Commons in the upper city, Count Consleimur, whose appearance was not much different from a ghoul, rubbed his temple in the same posture as Zhen Cheng.

He couldn't figure out what the game missions of these candidates were.

According to common sense, they would snatch anything of value found in the ruins.For this earl, he is ready to turn a blind eye and close his eyes.

As long as he can send these plague gods away, he actually doesn't really want to get the "family weapon" that Zhen Cheng talked about.

Most of the problems in Upper Van Baeus cannot be resolved by force.Rather than possessing a powerful weapon that is likely to be unusable, he is more worried that such a thing will play a role in the lower city and affect the normal operation of the material supply chain he is responsible for.

But contrary to common sense, none of the dozens of simultaneous explorations yielded any results.At the same time, the first group of real church forces that were summoned all died in the ruins.

No matter how stupid a person sees this information, he can also think that there is definitely a big problem with the rules of this Lamarck game.

The earl's gray and haggard fingers tapped from the corner of his forehead to his chin, and finally fell to the table and clasped them firmly.After a long time, he stopped and said to the old butler in the tuxedo beside him:

"Lakey, let's send someone there again. This time, control the strength comparison and insert three small captains."

"I hope the master will make it clear." The old man was full of energy and blood, his forehead was protruding, and the breath of a strong man came to his face, which was in stark contrast to the earl's haggardness.At this moment, it is respectful.

Earl Consramau pondered, and slowly said: "The strengths of these candidates are about [empty seeking] to [showing diameter].

Even if there is something hidden in it, it should not exceed the high level of [Spotlight] if it can be assigned in the same game, which is similar to me.

There is no need to ask the higher-level adults for instructions to this level, and we can completely handle it by ourselves.Disassemble the three guard teams, disguise them as one team with elites, and recruit two or three teams from the candidates.

Remember, try to choose something that looks simple-minded.Then if the situation is the same as today, I am afraid that they will be attacked or framed by them on the way.

When the time comes, let the captains show their strength to suppress the audience, and they must figure out their rules of the game.Of course, for your own safety, this cannot be said clearly.How to deal with fraudulent routine torture, you can figure it out yourself. "

"This subordinate understands, so I will go to the security team to transfer people. I just hope that the master will give me some advice. If we only send one team this time, which ruin should we go to?" the old man bowed.

"Just go to this place that once caused widespread blindness among the surrounding human civilians," Count Consramue tapped on the map of the lower city in his hand.This is a very delicate military style, Zhen Cheng can't see anything of this level in Gaisha's wooden castle:

"Now all the explorations are over. The people in the church were killed and injured, and the candidates also suffered a small number of casualties. But this is the only place where no one has returned.

If there really was a secret weapon that Logiste mentioned, it would probably be in this place.If not, it is imperative to figure out what's going on inside.I can't stand anything downtown that I can't control.

If the candidates enter in disorder, I will send them away; if the ruins cannot be found, they will be bulldozed and destroyed; if there are some clever outsiders who want to get a foot in my forces..."

As he spoke, he licked his canine teeth with a snake-shaped long snake.These four teeth, at this moment, seemed to be more than twice as long as the other teeth, sharp and sharp.

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On the long cavalry, Lord Logist himself sat in charge.Tens of thousands of oxen and horses pull the cart, like a live python wandering on the hills of the capital of Vanbia, meandering.

A transportation team of this size will only be used when all the production materials in the lower city are assembled once a year to pay tribute to the upper city.

It's just that the goods that need to be handed over to the upper city will take more than ten days to be ready, and the horse team does not walk on the official road to and from the upper and lower city in daily life.

"Boss, what are we trying to do by mysteriously summoning the whole gang to go out with an empty car this time?" The old man driving the car casually whipped his whip and lightly slapped the horse's buttocks, asking casually. .

"Do something for the new lord, don't ask so many questions." Lord Logist had a gloomy face.

"Oh, I don't care. I have saved enough coffins for the caravan all my life, so I don't want to do anything," the old coachman said, not giving Mr. Logist too much face:

"It's just that the young men in the gang are pitiful. They are all racing cars every day to do some small business for a living. Suddenly they left the stall and were called out, and they couldn't find someone to do it. I'm afraid they will offend many customers. Bar?"

As he said that, the old coachman turned his head slightly, seeing Lord Logist looking at him with more gloomy eyes.He is not afraid, just smiled casually and said:
"My lord, all the lads in the guild belong to you, and you won't complain if you suffer a little for the guild.

But if the horse ran carelessly this time and delayed the day... You see, the day of offering sacrifices to Shangcheng District is approaching, isn't it?

Whenever something goes wrong, it will make Lord Earl unhappy..."

Hmph, finally showing off?Mr. Logist sneered: "Annoy him... so what? I'll tell you frankly, this time I'm just going to pull a weapon for the rebellion!"

"What?!" The old coachman immediately stopped the carriage, and said in a panic, "My lord! You should think twice! You can't hide this matter from Mr. Earl, and we will all lose our heads with you!"

"The above information is all handed over by me. I went to buy goods. Why would the Earl know, but you are talking about it?" Lord Logist sneered:

"I went to solicit goods without telling you. Even if I was found out, I would be responsible for the loss of my head. Then you might take the opportunity to climb up a few steps.

Tell me again, how could it be your turn to lose your head? "

"This..." The old coachman faltered about Mr. Logist's soul torture.

"Let's go, don't affect the progress of the team." Seeing the appearance of his confidant, Lord Logist restrained the coldness in his eyes, and put on that gloomy expression:
"I'm just kidding. If it's really going to pull weapons, it won't take so many people. And if there is no large number of powerful people involved, what can the brothers do with weapons?
Don't worry, thanks to the eldest lady, I already have some ideas about the next step of sublimation.If you are lucky, you will leave the downtown area in a few years.

At that time, this place will be your world, and I can't afford to be a monster at this juncture. "

(End of this chapter)