Something's wrong with my undead

Heine's words made Hemat silent for a long time.

After a long while, the soul priest said:

"Sir, is there any way to make him have the courage?"

Alas, that’s the right thing to ask.

"There are ways. You say the outside world is dirty, but what if it's not dirty? It's really as beautiful, comfortable, and clean as he thinks it is, and he will naturally break out of his shell.

"So...are you willing to connect your 'sacred domain' to McCalla?"

Heine asked rhetorically.

At this point, Hemat could only nod in agreement.

"But my lord..." he said doubtfully: "I have heard so much from your evil spirit, but I still don't understand why you are so obsessed with incorporating this place into the prosperous McCalla... Even the most stupid Zanluo people know how to plunder water plants. It is a lush land, but both our tribe and the sanctuary are barren..."

"Don't worry about this. This is McCalla's development plan."

That night, Heine returned to McCalla with the skeletons.

The injuries she suffered from the fall were nothing to be afraid of. What really made her unconscious was the pollution of her soul.

But he didn't dare to say.

He really wanted to say that it wasn't actually that humiliating...

They may be frightened or depressed.

As well as the remaining "orc babies" and eggs.

Hemat was terrified.

Then, he drilled the dog hole again and returned to the other world of the Zanluo Plateau, bringing back the red egg from Mount Thorins.

……

Naturally, Hemat's assistance was indispensable for all this.

I have become a warrior! ?

When they wake up tomorrow, these ancestors will be surprised to find...

In addition, Heine also brought back the patriarch named Anara.

So the patriarch lost himself in impure rage.

But in the near future, they will realize that the warrior is the real T0 of this version!

In layman's terms, Heine unknowingly transferred the "ancestors" of all the ancestors of the Quetzalcoatl tribe overnight, as well as the traces left by these ancestors.

There are also the trophies brought back from the dry swamp by the ancestors of the Quetzalcoatl tribe - those ancestors who merged with the strange beasts.

In order to deal with Heine and the others, the Sleeping Shadow used "background operations" to turn off Anala's switch to release her madness.

The degree of pollution in her soul is no less than that of a lich.

“One day in the future, when you walk through the sanctuary of trees, you will be grateful for the decision you made today, even though it may seem humiliating.”

Heine patted Hemat on the shoulder.

So she was naturally thrown into the alfalfa garden and handed over to Linumu.

...

The moment he returned to McCalla, Sanchi woke up from his slumber.

"Are we...there?"

"Yes, we're here. Do you like it?" Heine asked him.

"...I don't know, I feel very comfortable. This place is much better than where I was before...Where is Afus?" Sanji asked.

"He left. He has other things to do. You can come out."

Heine smiled and knocked Sanji's eggshell.

"There's no dirty stuff here that you're afraid of."

"I...I'm not afraid!"

Sanji retorted, but his voice had no confidence at all.

He felt it for a while, then plucked up the courage to peck open the eggshell.

A red bird flew out of the eggshell. He was not wrinkled like other chicks, only his eyes looked ugly.

His wings are plump, each feather is like a burning flame, and his tail feathers are as long as a red meteor.

He flew around a few times and let out a few crisp chirps before landing on Heine's shoulder.

Sure enough, Sanji, like other "giant babies", did not cause Yuanling to attack.

Quelkus's consciousness didn't even feel as hostile as it did towards Roulton.

On the one hand, Quelkus has grown up, and on the other hand, it may be because these giant babies are too weak.

But no matter what, it's always a friendly start.

"Is this your home, Heineaku?" Sanji asked.

"Call me Ab." Heine corrected: "Yes, this is my home, and it will also be your home in the future."

Sanji nodded in understanding.

It was obvious that he liked this place very much, especially the huge tree in the distance.

He had the urge to fly over and build a nest on it, and even he couldn't figure out why he thought so.

"But..." Heine cleared his throat: "Your Aphes entrusted you here with conditions."

Sanji tilted his head: "What are the conditions?"

Heine: "You have to listen to me and do whatever I ask you to do."

"Oh..." Sanji said in confusion: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Heine: "You may not understand what I say directly, but it doesn't matter. Come with me."

Heine took Sanji straight to the Palace of Holy Light.

Sanghi looked at everything around him curiously along the way. Everything in McCalary's world was new to him.

He saw countless silver streams of light converging towards Quelkus, saw the sounds of vegetation rippling along the magic circle on the ground like water waves, and saw every pure soul looking at him curiously.

Even when he was close to the magnificent building cast by the Holy Light, he only felt warmth and heat.

In Aphes's mouth, the Holy Light is a fiery and fiery thing, like the sun that dries up the beach.

But here even the holy light is gentle and pure.

One person and one bird arrived at Ian's laboratory. In addition to Ian himself, all of McCalla's core staff, including Huihui, were there.

They were about to witness a great experiment.

Without Heine's instructions, Sanchi saw the "Bird's Nest" that was exactly the same as his own home.

Countless silver threads gathered from all directions, weaving a soft nest in the center.

"Is that for me?"

"Yes." Heine said: "What I want you to do is sleep in it and 'dream', can you do it?"

Sanji: "Dreaming? I'm good at this!"

He flapped his wings and flew over.

This nest was very comfortable, but after he lay down in it, his eyelids felt heavy, as if something was tugging at his thoughts, and at the same time something was pouring into his mind.

Before losing consciousness, he faintly heard Heineab saying to himself:

"If you feel uncomfortable, get out of here!"

Why break away?

This is obviously very comfortable...

Sanchi fell asleep comfortably.

...

"It must succeed!"

Heine clenched his fists nervously.

"It will work out." Huihui comforted her from the side.

It all starts with the Tower of Hell.

After "decoding" Ansong's memory, Huihui obtained information related to the "construction principle" and "secret key" of the Tower of Darkness.

The secret key will not be discussed for now.

As the Tower of Mingchen is a large database, its data does not rely on ghosts to transport it from all directions.

In Megumin's words, it is "downloaded at a distance."

This naturally also uses long-distance transmission of information.

And this is also achieved not by the black earth of the underworld, that is, the ghosts, but by the Milky Way in the sky.

Those are the "cloud servers" of the underworld.

Or, it has a more affectionate name:

Magic network.

It is the souls of countless ghosts who gather together and never stop running the network that was just built.

McCalla naturally cannot use the Magic Network in this way, but he can refer to this idea to solve practical problems:

For example, the model of Nibla City and a series of characters and plots in it have been completed, but the "copy file is too large" cannot be transferred to those who need it.

If you want to ensure that everyone has a "local file", these guys must at least be promoted to level five, and they must also be intelligence casters.

So, what if there is an individual with a powerful soul, or a group of individuals with a powerful soul but who do not need to use daily mental power to "load" it?

Isn’t this a cloud server?

In order to solve the problem that the local souls are too weak to load big data modeling, use a strong soul like Roulton or Quelkus as a server, decompress the copy file in his mind, and then build the copy, using the dream world Presented in form, and letting others access this dream, wouldn’t it be possible to live together!

It happened that they discovered the orc giant baby on Thorins Peak, and Sanji, the largest giant baby.

So, this idea came up.

Originally, Heine was worried about Sanji alone. No, one bird was not enough, so he planned to let those giant orc babies join in.

But now it seems that it is more than enough!

After all, the latter's soul was inherited from a piece of the remains of the God of War. Do we still need to question its strength? ?

As for Sanchi’s mental loss, this can be paid for with McCalla’s excess elements.

Anyway, as a soul body, his soul is growing every day and his mental power is recovering every day.

At the same time, the information from the copy can also help him receive information from the outside world and prepare for his early departure from infancy...

There is no doubt that this is a win-win-win deal.

McCalla wins three times!