Dungeon Player

The top student's empty eyes were erratic, showing shock, confusion, and anger as if he had been insulted.

"Lord Sherlock, maybe you haven't read my resume carefully. In my first year of school, I was able to master the summoning and control of skeleton soldiers. In my tenth year, I was able to control more than a hundred skeleton legions. In the twentieth year, I began to study more advanced necromancy spells. From then on, a paper on necromancy was published every year..."

The top student began to speak very fast, but was interrupted soon after by Sherlock raising his hand.

"No, it's not about this. I don't question your professional skills at all. As a lich, your achievements are definitely worthy of a once-in-a-thousand-year genius. However, for the eternal kingdom In terms of the spirit of service and dedication, you are not good enough.”

Sherlock continued:

“The people of the Eternal Kingdom may not be as good as you in terms of personal ability, but each of them has a heart to work hard for the Eternal Kingdom. When they open their eyes every day, they think about how to build the Eternal Kingdom into the most evil place. , the greatest dungeon, they even died of overwork and died with a smile, because they knew that their deaths were not meaningless, and they were all for the purpose of building the eternal kingdom."

The top student frowned and thought for a while.

After calming down for a while, Xueba discovered that there was something slightly wrong with this series of events.

Among them...are there any pitfalls waiting for you to jump out of?

Are the people in his underground city really as he said, each one willing to dedicate everything to the eternal kingdom until death from overwork?

If this is true, how did he do it?

No, this can't be true. Creatures like goblins dare to take the graduation test of the Academy of the Dead. It can be said that they are drugged and are not afraid of death. However, when building dungeons on a daily basis, they can Work hard every day, even if you work until you die from overwork, can you still die with a smile?

The empty skull of the top student fell into chaos.

The academic master vaguely felt that these things were not simple, because when the name Eternal Kingdom Dungeon first appeared, everything about this dungeon and Lord Sherlock were some strange and unexplainable things. .

What the superior demon in front of him did and said was completely illogical, but he couldn't feel that he was lying to himself.

"Young man, I know that you went to an institution of higher learning and received higher education. You have just stepped out of campus and entered society, so your spirits are inevitably a little high." Sherlock said calmly:

"These goblins may not have gone to school for fifty years like you, and they may not have the talent you have to be called a once-in-a-thousand-year genius, but to me, they are the best people. They have An advantage you don’t have.”

"So, go back, Xueba. When you are ready and truly come as a citizen of the eternal kingdom, when you have the same consciousness as the goblins, you will be able to gain my approval. "

After Sherlock finished speaking, he turned around, leaving only the tall figure of the top student.

The top student watched Sherlock's figure fading away. He lowered his head, and somehow recalled his mentor, Professor Bacon, in his empty head.

In his memory, Professor Bacon taught him how to taste bloody chrysanthemum tea correctly.

Late at night, wrapped in a black cloak, he quietly inspected the dormitories of poor female students.

Scenes of Professor Bacon's voice and words flashed by, but the top student suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth.

"... Judging from Lord Sherlock's broad-mindedness and financial resources, his future prospects are limitless... You wouldn't really think that Lord Sherlock had found a way to obtain goblins with high IQs for free, and then happened to lack Money, so you sent those goblins in exchange for money, right?"

"...I established a good relationship with him and tried hard to persuade him. In the end, we brokered a cooperation agreement between our Academy of the Dead and the Eternal Kingdom."

When the scene of this scene appeared in the empty head of the academic tyrant, the academic tyrant's whole thinking was opened up and suddenly became enlightened!

If what the teacher said is right...

The top student fixed his eyes and looked at Sherlock's back. In his empty mind, he once again deduced everything that had happened. After combining the teacher's words, the top student was certain in his heart:

All this is because - Sir Sherlock has a very good relationship with the teacher, and he is the most valued disciple of the teacher. Sir Sherlock is a high-ranking devil who combines financial resources, strength and power.

So the teacher hopes to use this relationship to help him.

For the sake of Professor Bacon, this demon agreed to take advantage of my curiosity and let me come to work in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon. He also endured so many hardships along the way that he even asked me to pay for the service. pay!

From the perspective of the top student, Lord Sherlock is indeed very powerful. In the entire northern underground world, Lord Sherlock is the only one who can single-handedly undertake the graduation project of the entire Academy of the Dead.

This is the teacher pointing out a path for himself!

The top student felt warm in his ribs, and the image of Professor Bacon in his heart grew taller and taller. His eyes couldn't help but feel a little moist. It turns out, that's it, teacher...

"Lord Sherlock!"

The top student shouted at Sherlock's leaving figure.

Sherlock stopped and turned around, his face full of confusion.

"I'm sorry! Master Sherlock! I was too arrogant just now. I already know what to do. I won't ask for any salary or rest days. Since there are so many things in the world that I don't know. Knowledge, I should study better from you and lower my profile. I am willing to join the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon as an apprentice! But..."

The scholar's eyes flashed:

"Please take me to visit the Eternal Kingdom dungeon first, and let me confirm whether the people of the Eternal Kingdom are really what Lord Sherlock said!"

Sherlock, who had already walked a little distance, was silent for a while, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking. When the top student's ribs began to beat a little, Sherlock shouted loudly:

"You make a contract first!"

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The top student hid his figure and followed Sherlock.

Why hide your figure? According to Sherlock, it is:

"If you want to visit first, then follow me invisibly. This way you can truly see how my people are working hard for the future of the dungeon, and it will be more credible, isn't it?"

Next to the academic master, there was a group of dirty goblins surrounding him, or to be precise, around Sherlock.

Each of these goblins has strange green words on their heads. In their hands are mining picks, daggers, chisels, hammers without handles, and... what is that shit-yellow ball?

Each of these goblins had their eyes widened, and they were chattering something like, "There's no plot?" "It's just daily patrol?" "It's gone."

Soon, they dispersed.

There were no overseers, and the demon lord in front of them didn't say a word. The goblins were very conscientious in building houses, polishing stones, carrying heavy objects, or using mining picks to knock on hard objects. of diamond.

Everyone's face is filled with a happy smile or a relaxed look.

Even a goblin broke his leg because he was carrying too large a stone.

The goblin dragged his broken leg and limped towards Sherlock. He even said hello to his companions on the way:

"Shall we paint the materials together later? Wait until I finish moving the bricks."

"Okay, I just happen to be moving the bricks together."

The goblin walked up to Sherlock. Before he could say anything, Sherlock said to him:

"Take a rest and stop lifting bricks."

The goblin was stunned for a moment, and then cried out in aggrieved tone:

"I just broke a leg, so you told me to stop lifting bricks? Someone had his waist broken by a stone before, couldn't he still be able to lift bricks? Wow, oh, why can't I do it? I want to Move bricks, oh, oh, oh, Lao Xia, I want to move bricks!"

Seeing the goblin crying and begging to move the bricks, the top student was stunned. What the hell is this?

Sherlock raised his hand and healed his broken leg. Then the goblin left in tears and went to move bricks with tears.

Sherlock continued walking with the top student, and soon arrived at the front line of the excavation of the business district. Here, the goblins numbering ten or so were very skinny. Judging from the ash accumulated on their bodies, they were working hard to do this kind of hard work. I have been working hard for a long time.

But they still talked and laughed:

"I'm so happy. I didn't expect to get the mining task!"

"Yeah, yeah, I thought I was going to polish the stone slabs there today."

"I have to mine every day. Damn it, my physical strength is at the bottom. I feel like I'm going to die from exhaustion. Hahaha, Marde laughed to death. Can you believe that I will die from overwork while mining? Remember to help me..."

There was a goblin who was talking happily, and then with a "plop", he fell to the ground, with a smile on his face, and closed his eyes forever.

He died of overwork with a smile.

The moment he died, the goblins beside him were stunned for a moment, and someone shouted:

"Fuck? Need maintenance again? Forget it, dig for mining, let him leave it here first."

They continued digging without even burying the bodies of their companions.

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