Dungeon Player

"No problem at all."

Sherlock took out a white orb in his arms and said:

"In order to rush for time, I will omit the antecedents, background explanation and all other nonsense. To put it simply, this thing is called the Substitute Orb. Its original purpose is to be the 'certificate' that allows Samael to escape from the underworld. You can tell it. Except for the demon kings who want to come out of the underworld, it is basically useless for others to get it. But if this thing is used as a relay station in the underground world, then we can invade the surface world hundreds of years in advance."

"Invasion of the surface world?"

"That's right!" Sherlock said with certainty:

"Normally, if we don't have a huge army and want to invade the surface world, we may be surrounded by the army as soon as we go up. But with this substitute orb, we can place a dungeon core in the surface world. Expanding our dungeon is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that I can recruit races from the surface world."

"Recruit humans and elves?" Lilo asked:

"Does this have anything to do with us conquering the Kingdom of Heaven?"

"There are a lot of resources on the ground that we urgently need, and they can be obtained very conveniently. It is not realistic for the races in the underground world to operate openly on the surface, but by using the races in the surface world, we can obtain these materials very conveniently. We We can grow many plants that cannot be grown in the underground world, and we can also harvest many rare minerals. Even the soil there is full of a different kind of sunshine. This kind of spicy soil will definitely be favored by other races in the underground world. Welcome."

Sherlock finished speaking eloquently, but Lilo asked calmly:

"Up to this point, I feel like all I've heard is about a businessman's rough money-making plan, and I haven't heard anything about the plan to counterattack the Kingdom of Heaven that I'm interested in."

"No, maybe you have some misunderstandings about counterattacking the kingdom of heaven, Liluo." Sherlock shook his head and said:

"If we want to counterattack the Kingdom of Heaven, what is the most urgent need? Manpower, more equipment, more resources and equipment, and no matter what they are, we need magic stones! Making money is our first priority in conquering the Kingdom of Heaven. step."

"What you say makes sense."

Lilo nodded and thought for a moment.

"In addition, I have another thing, I hope you can cooperate with me." Sherlock said seriously:

"I plan to build the dungeon on the surface world in the near future. I will assign five thousand people to work in the city on the surface world. However, the dungeon in the eternal kingdom will continue to expand, as well as rewards from the merchant alliance, and hell. For compensation from the underworld, I may be busy handing over these things and unable to manage the ground, and the core of the dungeon also needs a large supply of magic power..."

"Wait, I understand everything else, but as for the supply of magic power, don't you have enough magic power? Even for the most common high-level demon, the magic power reserve is enough to support the magic power required by a dungeon with a population of hundreds of thousands, right? "

Liluo asked with a frown.

"No, the situation this time is a little different. The main place where magic power needs to be spent is not to maintain the size of the dungeon. You will know when the time comes."

Sherlock said vaguely, but Lilo didn't ask any more questions after hearing Sherlock's explanation.

As for the details of the establishment of the ground stronghold, Sherlock planned to take time to discuss it with Liluo. After all, it was not something that could be explained clearly in a short time.

Now, Sherlock is going back to the conference room to continue discussing matters about compensation and rewards.

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Blacksmith Simba is very busy recently.

Even after he opened the Great Furnace and educated hundreds of apprentices, those little greenskins with green letters on their heads still preferred to come to him to repair their equipment.

Of course, upgrading equipment can only be done here in Simba.

"clang--!"

Simba slammed the hammer down, looked at the equipment he had repaired, then threw it to the goblin in front of him, and shouted at the long team outside:

"It's break time, come back tomorrow morning!"

"Ah! It's only one o'clock in the middle of the night!"

"Is it closing so early?"

"I just got up and went about my daily routine! Don't do this!!"

Although the players wailed for a while, Simba, who had already experienced hundreds of battles, was unfazed by this, and he even wanted to laugh a little deep in his heart.

Simba returned to his cabin, and his cousin Mufasa and the novice trainer Moros came over with bloody chrysanthemum tea.

This was not the first time for both of them to visit Simba. They found a place to sit down very skillfully. Simba heated a metal rod for each of them and handed it to them.

"Zizzizi..."

Moros took a sip from the metal rod, and smoke rose slowly.

"Did you all hear about the meeting yesterday? We are going to expand enrollment again. I heard that this time it will be expanded to 5,000 people."

"It's really scary. Lord Sherlock has expanded his recruitment from 100 people to 5,000 people in such a short period of time. How did the Lord do it?"

Mufasa had an expression of admiration on his face.

"Just expand, just do your own thing well."

Simba was hanging the iron rod while adjusting the tools in his hands to prepare for tomorrow's work.

"By the way, how's Beast doing lately?"

Moros lowered his voice and asked suddenly.

"It's not the same as before, but I heard that his father-in-law kicked him out. He probably knew about Andrew's conspiracy in advance..."

Simba also lowered his voice and said.

"Ah? So, does the former city lord Onion Tou actually want to protect the beast?"

Mufasa also lowered his voice.

"Who knows, but there is a saying. I heard from top students that it is very simple for a big shot like Samael to threaten Onion Tou."

Simba blew out a puff of smoke and said:

"But it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh, it's really scary, what happened some time ago." Moros shook his head:

"My wife asked me if I was the mentor of those heroes, and I was a little embarrassed."

"Huh? My mother also came to ask me this question..."

Mufasa was also a little surprised, but Simba didn't say anything, but turned to look out the window.

Outside the window, the little greenskins were moving bricks outside. They had recently been digging a large area of ​​new territory, obviously preparing for the new members that were coming next.

Who would have thought that these little greenskins, who seemed ordinary but had some mental problems, would save Winterfell over and over again?