Chapter 1046 Before Departure

The elder wandered into the greenhouse in surprise, holding up the swaddled baby, and found that the originally faint gray and black had all faded away, turning into pure white.

With the blessing of Shao Siming, the mixed source material was purified again after the refinement of the secret ritual, and even some young snake-men who had suffered slight distortions returned to normal.

Huai Shi herself felt refreshed, and the depressive state caused by the fierce battle for days and the tiny damage in her soul had disappeared.

There is a new harvest in the control of divinity.

It's embarrassing to say that this is a childish blessing ceremony that is common for Shao Siming and is about to become an industry. This is the first time for him to use it.

There is no such experience at all.

But after he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but start thinking: Shao Siming's blessing was equivalent to baptism, so... could he be considered the godfather of hundreds of snake people this time?

In other words, these snake-man larvae have just been born, are they considered non-staff followers of the Bahamut Order?

In a daze, his hands trembled subconsciously, as if he felt a glance of approval from the abyss, so meaningful.

Then, a cyan light flashed above his head.

The erratic light condensed into a phantom of scales and disappeared again.

"what?"

Huai Shi raised his head in astonishment, but before he could see clearly, he heard the sound of people kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

There was deathly silence in the greenhouse, and all the snake people were prostrate on the ground, worshiping devoutly. Huai Shi almost jumped up in fright: "What's going on?"

"It's a blessing! Your Excellency Huai Shi!"

The elder kowtowed ecstatically, staring at Huai Shi with his eyes almost bulging out: "You have won the favor of the Mother of Mercy and Cruelty!

The Eternal Ring has specially sent blessings for you! "

【Green Mark】

As a certificate of noble existence among snake people, it is equivalent to the status of a crown wearer under the Eternal Ring!

Unless you are the chief priests and chiefs of large settlements, those warriors who have experienced thousands of battles, it is extremely difficult to win the favor of the ruler...

Then why was it given to me all of a sudden?

Huaishi scratched his head.

I half understand.

After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly realized - this time, I was rated as a midwifery expert in the production team, and the team gave me a certificate?

Is this possible?

But even though I was given the certificate, I was too embarrassed not to want it.

Left and right is an honorary title, and having it is better than nothing. And with this hiring fee, you can get another discount... which is great!

After assisting the elders to bless and pray for the born snake-man larvae one by one, Huai Shi left the underground greenhouse.

On the street outside the gate, huge lizards were chirping lowly at this moment, and their bodies were already covered with various large and small boxes and packages.

In the settlement, everyone was taking the time to pack their things.

A noisy motorcade is gradually taking shape.

After undergoing the Mystery of Transformation and the blessing of Shao Siming, the Evergreen Settlement will also embark on a long road of migration.

All the larvae and young snakemen who had just hatched were also sent to the rear of the convoy for careful protection under the protection of the female snakemen.

The blessings brought by Huaishi reduced a lot of pressure on their migration.

After all, compared with hatchlings that have already broken out of their shells, unhatched eggs are the most fragile. They may die young due to the bumpy journey and severe temperature differences.

The first convoy to explore the road was already on the road yesterday.

In addition to the snake men hired by Huai Shi, the next large group will also set off in the next few days.

"Leaving now?"

Huai Shi looked at the flying smoke and said, "It's so fast."

"In a few months, the tax collectors and legions of the subjugated country will come." The elder said: "We alone cannot afford the harsh blood tax."

Since it is called a blood tax, it is not something as gentle and bright as blood donation.

Every once in a while, the legions from the subjugated country will conduct periodic sweeps and inspections of the areas within their reach. Depending on the situation and location, the period is not certain.

Or a hundred years, or ten years, or a few months...

The settlements wherever they passed had only two choices, either to surrender respectfully and pay taxes, or to resist beyond their own capabilities and usher in destruction.

Unless it is a harsh area where it is difficult to survive, it is absolutely impossible to escape, but any place in hell can be considered a harsh place, and there must be some terrifying things or remaining disasters entrenched there.

If you want to survive, you can only succumb to the stronger one.

Not only the Blight King, but other relatively large and powerful rulers also have various territories of their own and taxes collected regularly.

The Sea of ​​Thunder requires a large number of slaves to work for them endlessly. The Dragon of Rot will regularly levy distortions. Elysium is more direct and requires them all. No grass grows in the place they pass. Everything is used to fill the eternal god. of hunger...

In comparison, the King of Blight is already a rare mercy.

He just wants blood.

To be precise, life.

Offer your life to the kingdom that represents death.

Everywhere the subjugated legions went, tax collectors who were good at calculations would work out a standard that could sustain the collection based on the local conditions. The best treatment among them was to draw three out of ten.

Beyond that, the most common is half of life.

Either join the army of the Blight King, dedicate your life to the subjugated country, and serve forever until death. Or offer the blood and essence representing life to meet the needs of the subjugated country.

Different conversions will be carried out based on the quality and quantity of blood donated. The worst is the cheap blood of kobolds and ratmen, and the tax rate is also the most severe. It almost broke the roots once I came here.

What grows quickly is harvested quickly.

It's like a leek from hell.

As the edge of the depth zone, the desolate and rusty Tallinn cannot escape the taxation of the subjugated country - the taxation here is constant and requires the same weight of blood of the same crown wearer.

Either pay an equal amount of blood tax when the legions of the subjugated country arrive, or take away a crown bearer.

There will be no exceptions.

It is not uncommon for the entire hell to be slaughtered for blood if payment cannot be made.

Now, not only the snake people have begun to migrate, but even before that, countless settlements have begun to flee. After getting used to eating big fish and big meat from the crown wearer, he didn't bother to care about the small fish and shrimps.

"Have you gone anywhere?" Huai Shi asked.

"You don't have to worry." The elder said, "We have settlements at all depths. People from two settlements have already contacted me. No matter where they are, larvae and pregnant women are valuable members."

When answering, the elder's expression was very calm, and he was not moved by the disappearance of the settlement.

It is not uncommon for snake people to migrate.

By their nature, they will not stay in one place for too long. Once the number of members in a colony becomes too large and they cannot survive, they will take the initiative to split and make new migrations.

What's more, they are often hired by the Lords of the Groups of all depths to carry out battles.

Getting together and dispersing are common.

Snake people, who are indifferent by nature, are not afraid of death, nor do they care about separation. As long as the laws and the protection of the eternal ring are still there, and they can return to their homeland after death, nothing else matters.

Now, the original chief priest has become the new leader of the large group, replacing the elders hired by Huai Shi, and continues to lead the new settlement in migration.

The elder will continue to serve Huai Shi as the leader of the remaining undead army and white scale guards until the end of the war.

Not only that, he now has a new mission.

——Recruit more large groups for Huaishi.

Too much money is annoying.

There's more loot than you can use up.

After completely destroying the settlements of the five crown-wearers, Huaishi naturally accepted their remaining properties, including their lives themselves.

Also includes treasure troves.

In addition to a large number of rare materials and treasures, the most numerous are various disaster coins and their equivalents that can be passed between hells.

For Huai Shi, these gadgets have no use other than melting away as outer armor.

It's all rubbish.

According to his plan, these unused gadgets were actually thrown to the elders and the others, but the amount of property was so exaggerated that the elders made a careful calculation: Including himself, even if he sacrificed his life ten times Maybe even this reward is not enough.

Based on her respect for Huai Shi and her pride as a warrior, she proposed a new plan.

Monetize on the spot.

Except for a part of which was left to the Evergreen Settlement as a remuneration balance, all other properties were used to recruit other large groups.

So far, a total of four snake-man settlements in adjacent depths have responded to the elder's call and are willing to serve Huai Shi.

With respectable elders guaranteeing their credit and loyalty, Huai Shi was not worried about getting into trouble.

What's more, now that he has been canonized by the Green Mark, for the snake people, he is simply a hero and spiritual leader, and maybe there will be an additional morale bonus.

Huai Shi simply left all these matters to the elders to resolve.

Shortly after the blessing ceremony, he returned to the modification workshop of the current solar boat.

After the complex washing and disinfecting of the outer layer, Huai Shi finally put on light clothes, walked into the airtight room, and skillfully dug out a can of happy water from the refrigerator.

It’s finally time to rest!

He slumped in his chair and took out his phone, wanting to see an update. It turned out that the screen turned on and I realized that there was no signal at all in hell.

And I have finished reading all the updates I saved previously.

There’s even half a leave application note inside!

Huaishi frowned: This dog author writes so much every day, and he only writes 70,000 to 80,000 words in a month. Isn't it too much?

Next time, tie him to hell to write a manuscript!

"Come back so soon?"

In the studio on the inner floor, Anton walked out holding a stack of design drawings, glanced at Huai Shi on the sofa, and paused slightly.

"It seems a lot calmer." He asked curiously: "Have you encountered anything good?"

"Um?"

Huaishi was puzzled, "Is there any?"

"Yes." The old professor nodded, "At least it doesn't look so scary anymore."

Huaishi was slightly surprised.

But there is nothing more to say.

As a hero who defends the present situation and a member of the heavenly lineage, he unscrupulously starts wars and massacres in hell, not even leaving any retreat or room for the enemy, and kills them all, not even sparing the souls and corpses.

He shook his head laughing at himself.

Is this considered that I have begun to lose my way and fall in power and desire, and do whatever I want?

"In a way, I like hell."

Huai Shi sighed, "Perhaps I have some talents that are not very good, but here I can use them without any scruples. I don't have to worry about hurting those I care about and want to protect, causing irreversible consequences." …

Maybe, this is my dark side? "

"Even the dark side is very solemn." Professor Anton sighed.

Huai Shi smiled: "A word like solemn shouldn't be used to describe such a cruel and cold thing."

"If it is something that should be done, then do it. It is better to be solemn and serious than to be dismissive and perfunctory. Besides, we are not here to do charity activities."

Professor Anton replied calmly: "Alchemists always say that miracles and disasters are equivalent, but I think compassion and cruelty may also be one.

No one can be perfect, Huaishi, so you don’t need to feel any pressure. "

"Um?"

After hearing this, Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, "...To be honest, I thought Professor Anton would accuse me."

"Why blame?"

The old professor was confused, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I feel a lot more relaxed after hearing your assurance." Huai Shi let out a relieved breath and closed her eyes, "It seems I can have a good sleep tonight."

"No, you can't."

Professor Anton had already put on the external walking equipment and turned around to stuff a lot of things: "Take these things, you have to come over and work for me."

"What?" Huaishi was stunned.

"The internal stress of this batch of completed parts is a bit high. Please eliminate it. Among the models marked here, there are many defective products that need to be reworked. The time is a bit tight. I will give you two hours to get it done."

"Ah this..."

Huai Shi tried to shirk the work, "If alchemy can solve the problem, why not ask Gregory?"

"What the alchemist does depends on feeling. He has already broken two batches of my crystal plates. This is the last batch. Are you relieved?"

Anton glanced at him and said seriously: "Let me tell you: This is your dark side, Mr. Huaishi. You must learn to say no to laziness. A real man never needs to rest!

besides……"

"Anything else?" Huaishi held out hope for the eventuality.

"Also, the lathe's cutter head is broken. You have to make a set of cutter heads first."

Anton urged, "Stop inking, I need it urgently."

"..."

In silence, Huai Shi looked at the mountain of work in front of him.

Start thinking.

Is it too late for me to implement the eight-hour work system in hell now?

Thanks to the remains of the dwarf king rewarded by the dead man, the progress of the solar ship's transformation has been greatly improved, saving Huai Shi and the others a lot of work.

Purely natural and pollution-free, you can use it directly by modifying it.

A large amount of material gaps were also filled.

At the same time, it also gave Anton and Gregory room to further develop.

When the solar boat was reassembled, it had become a behemoth that even the workshop could not accommodate. The huge outline supported by the bones of the dwarf king is covered with thick armor and has ferocious edges.

Compared with the original size, it has more than doubled!

It's like a sleeping steel monster, just crawling on the ground, like a dark mountain. And on the hull in the center, the hanging kobold is re-spouting the signs and emblems of the Ivory Tower bit by bit.

This time, not only the armor was updated again, but also main battle weapons, which are crucial for warships, were added.

Under the pull of the steel cable, the dark gun body, which is almost as long as the sun ship, is still being slowly and carefully hoisted. The muzzle of the gun, which was more than two meters wide, was filled with darkness, and a jaw-dropping sense of violence rushed towards the face.

Countless cables transformed from the dwarf king's blood vessels were wrapped around it, submerged in the steel, and slowly squirmed like living creatures, gradually lighting up the alchemical matrix.

After four tests to confirm that the connection was completed and that all matrices and instruments were operating normally, everyone in the observation room couldn't help but cheer.

It's a pity that due to the scarcity of energy, we can't celebrate by firing a damn cannon first.

There is no big thing for them to blow up.

Suddenly it no longer tasted like that...

“But it still feels a bit empty.”

Huai Shi circled the wide deck twice and felt that compared with the standards of the guys from the Abyss Development Bureau, the current firepower was still not enough:

"Should we build some more close-in defense guns? Or just add two more secondary guns!"

"No, we don't have enough equipment."

Professor Anton shook his head: "I have measured the load capacity of the Red Dragon. Now the source mass deflection shield alone accounts for a large part of the computing resources. The fire control radar chipset is too backward. Moreover, the aviation control system still uses The version of Car of Destiny cannot support more expansion interfaces."

This is only the most important part now.

Nothing can be done, nothing is missing.

There is almost no damage monitoring, and emergency repairs are basically manual. The conventional combat form of a complete solar ship requires the division of labor and coordination of at least dozens of crew members. Now it is basically controlled by the large group of Beelzebub and Huaishi.

Radar, fire control, power, communications...everyone who wants to develop it is a bottomless pit of resources.

"I can think of ways to solve the firepower part." Professor Anton sighed, "But until the accessories problem is solved, the modification progress can only go so far."

"Transit station?"

Huai Shi is clear.

In hell, apart from the out-of-reach supply base, there is actually another place that can solve their urgent problems.

Institutions left over from the Republic period.

Due to the deep intrusion and the rush of the retreat, a large amount of equipment and instruments were abandoned in various hells. There are many precious materials among them.

Even if it is just recovered, dismantled and reused, it can greatly enhance the combat capability of the solar ship.

After calculations, Foster has planned a new route.

This is their next destination.

——Depth 51, Samara Third Communications Center.

But before that, the most important thing is to dispose of the spoils.

In the silence, everyone's eyes were fixed on the iron box on the table.

The last remains of the Dwarf King.

Heart of rock and iron.