I draw a card first

Chapter 50

Leaving the old lich there to continue to indulge in research and unable to extricate himself, the zombie tyrannosaurus in Ai Wen's body moved forward, walking forward amidst the disintegration of countless undead.

He wanted to turn around and see the surrounding environment and situation.

Calling Venalia, the ghost banshee that can float in mid-air, the two top undead began their journey deep into the plane of death.

Aiwen first walked in a straight line for a long time, and found that as time passed, the undead under his feet became more and more "thin", and finally gradually exposed the gray-brown rocky ground.

The rock, apparently once a subterranean formation, is riddled with twisting fissures, with each chunk sloping in a different direction.

Disintegrated gravel and rock fractures can often see some crystal, similar to fluorescent luster, obviously containing a certain extremely high concentration of substances.

As a half-illiterate, Aiwen, an outsider, obviously didn't know what was inside.

The ghost banshee's predecessor, as a qualified pious priest and part-time ranger, obviously can only play a "beautiful" seductive role in this regard. As for the analysis of material components, it is completely embarrassing for the undead.

"Actually, I should have taken a lich's."

Alvin suddenly regretted it.

But after thinking about the image of the Liches who are covered in rags and completely sorry for the audience, and then looking at the beautiful, enchanting and charming banshees, they finally decided to forget it.

Well, I'll figure it out anyway
Moving on, a huge "tiankeng" suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

It is actually a bit inaccurate to say that it is a "tiankeng", because this bottomless pit, which is approximately circular, is really too big.

Aiwen estimates that the diameter must be at least more than 1000 meters. If he is not tall enough, he can hardly see the opposite side of the pit.

"It's completely bottomless, isn't this a tearing gap in the entire plane of death?"

After thinking about it, it was inexplicably horrifying, and Aiwen still chose to stay away from here. It would not be a joke if he fell into the void of the astral world unsuspecting.

Turning his head to the left, and not walking far, Aiwen saw a strange forest of death again.

The whole body is scorched black and hardened, with a semi-metal texture. Generally, there are some trunks more than ten meters long and several meters thick. They should, maybe, maybe be trees, lying on the cracked rocky ground in disorder, and thick Ashes go hand in hand.

According to the knowledge that the old lich had popularized for him before, these remnants of the erosion and transformation of trees produced by death forces from various planes can mostly be regarded as special materials such as dead wood.

It is an excellent production carrier for darkness-type, death-type, and shadow-type staffs. It is very rare and valuable in the original plane.

Such a large area is almost more ruthless than encountering a gold mine!

"You can write it down, this is also a fixed resource point."

While thinking about it, Aiwen casually "pinched" a high-level undead hiding in the gaps of the dead wood like catching bugs on a tree, pinched it half disabled, and then threw it to the banshee to take it with magic.

A dozen of similar unlucky ones were floating in the air.

Aiwen plans to wipe out these possible threats first, and then concoct them in a unified manner after returning to the canyon.

After sweeping the death wood resource points, Aiwen went around in a big circle, found some resource points one after another, and finally returned to the gate of death.

Although he actually saw some valuable things in addition to this, most of them did not meet the two points of having sufficiently large reserves and high value.

Except for a few genuine products, Aiwen didn't bother to pick up these materials that were like gravel to him. When the low-level undead were in place, they would naturally move them back, ensuring that there would be no powder left.

And when he explored a large circle and returned to the origin, the basic outline of the base had already been formed with the efforts of [-] undead.

The low-level local undead were all driven aside by the liches. On the ground that was harder than metal, large warehouses, simple laboratories, basic mage towers, barracks and other buildings had basically been built.

These materials were prepared in advance before coming, just considering that there are no materials available on the plane of death.

Sure enough, if it weren't for the preparation in advance, Aiwen would really have to use bones and undead to build walls.

"Wouldn't that be more like an anti-boss?"

While complaining in his heart, someone from the real Undead Boss walked straight onto a 70-meter-high super skeleton throne specially forged for him.

To the left of the throne is the Death Gate, and in front of it is the ever-expanding base.

Looking down at the entire power that belongs to me from a high place, a feeling that is completely different from the Lion City arises spontaneously...

Although they are all ugly undead, evil death monsters, but anyway, this is the first complete power that belongs to him alone!
"I am, the king of the undead?"

This sentence resurfaced in my heart once again, it was just for pretentiousness at the beginning, Aiwen felt inexplicably, even those liches who were using saws to dismember the local undead seemed to be more pleasing to the eye...

As for the insignificant trembling and panic of the native undead, well, just ignore it...

"Wang, the preliminary research results have come out. It is basically confirmed that these native undead can be controlled by the canyon. Do you want to start domesticating the native undead according to the alternative plan?"

The old lich walked to Aiwen's feet with bone fragments from unknown poor guys, and he also helped a Lich next to him who was trying to hold down a high-level native undead to throw an undead bondage.

Seeing such a "harmonious" scene, Ivan nodded.

"let's start!"

With these words, the vigorous plan to invade the plane of death kicked off!
This is a very memorable moment. The plane of death, which was originally so peaceful that there was no sound at all, seemed to have suddenly fallen into a dormant school of catfish, starting a new chapter that was truly never peaceful!

Numerous ores with magical properties and materials were mined, collected, and taken away by locust-like low-level undead, and then sent to the location designated by Aiwen.

A small part of the relatively inconspicuous materials was quietly taken to [War Workshop] by him, and made into various semi-finished magic equipment.

Under the guidance and supervision of the liches, all the spell-casting undead have turned into enchanting workers, and further processing operations are carried out on these semi-finished weapons and armors.

Technological undead with technology will make high-end products, so that they will be gradually distributed to high-level undead in the future.

The guys with little technical ability and the undead of the middle and low-level low-IQ legal systems were gathered together, and with the concept of waste but high efficiency, they carried out general-purpose low-end enchanting processing in purely assembly line batches.

These mass-produced dark magic equipment will arm the elite of those large-scale undead. By then, Aiwen's mid-to-high-end combat power will be greatly improved in the collective transformation.

As for the cannon fodder undead with more ants than ordinary people?
If Ivan thinks about it when he is free, it would be nice to equip them with spears, ordinary long swords and crossbows.

It is said to be cannon fodder, what more bicycles are needed!

Among them, the old lich is also personally responsible for the production of some special weapons.

These specially-made magic equipment, which can't see the traces of the undead at all, will be Aiwen's future export products, and the tentative sales target is the nearest and most convenient city of Deep Water.

Moreover, this is also the normal choice of the undead.

Don't look at Aiwen's visit to Deepwater City twice, giving people a sense of order, and thinking that this is a good place.

In troubled times, how can any large power that can stand still have any real good people?

There is also a deep crime hidden behind Waterdeep City.

Even back then, the reason why it was established here rather than anywhere else was entirely because of the five human kingdoms, the Kingdom of Teas was the weakest!
It has been going downhill all the time, and the almost divided kingdom can't take care of itself. Obviously, it can't provoke the powerful organization behind Waterdeep City, and naturally it can't manage the affairs of the city.

Only in this way did Waterdeep City, a paradise for trading, become a reality.

——A paradise full of all kinds of darkness and gray trade!
All Ivan saw before were daytime, generally legal businesses.

And under the deep night, dark crimes, such as slaves, stolen goods, etc., are far more lively and prosperous than during the day...

(End of this chapter)