Chapter 337 The End of Chaos City (5200)
Chaos City. Evening.
[Three hours left before the end of work]
[Total salary: 13,000 gold coins (basic salary and black eight characters hospital reward income totaling 3,000 gold coins, the rest are labor contract income)]
[Has signed a labor contract with the Deep Sea Tattoo Shop, 100,000 copies]
Three hours left, today is over.
With the help of the deep-sea squids, Ansu has greatly accelerated the pace of colonization of Chaos City.
The background of the deep-sea demons is beyond imagination. They have hired countless life warlocks and made further transformations based on Ansu's "Fallen Angel". The deep-sea demons have the face of the ancient gods, and their distortion is even greater than Ansu's "Radiance". Every fallen angel born must face the deep-sea squids, their forms are distorted and polluted, and they continue to fall into a more evil abyss.
The Deep Sea Demons disliked the Fallen Angels' "buzzing" sound as being too light, so they added two magic speakers to the latter's sound-generating parts, so that the whole building could hear their arrival, and transformed the Fallen Angels' wings into aluminum alloys;
They disliked the Fallen Angels' only ability to fly and lacked land combat capabilities, so they asked the Black Eight Characters Hospital to amputate the limbs of mice on the Fallen Angels; their mouthparts were too thin and fragile, so they transplanted the needles used for blood draws into their mouths.
Ordinary Fallen Angels can only suck a few milliliters of blood in one breath. The second-generation Fallen Angels can suck a needle of blood at a time.
The 'Demon Cicada', a specialty of the Chaos Church, was originally the work of the Deep Sea Demons.
If the bee's butt can be connected to the tip of the cicada's tongue, then the above modifications are easy for the Deep Black Demons.
In short, with the assistance of the Deep Sea Demons who exhausted their resources, the Fallen Angels have completely changed their previous appearance. The first generation of fallen angels can still be considered as earth species, but the second generation of fallen angels are outright evil gods. They can no longer be simply called "dead mosquitoes", but can be called true apostles of disaster.
This is an unexpected gain for Ansu.
The boy was wrapped in a dark isolation suit, with a cloak dragging to his ankles, and a short shirt soaked in alcohol on the outside. He wore long boots on his feet and thick black gloves on his hands, isolating all pollution and not exposing an inch of skin. He still put on the bird-beak mask, revealing only a pair of dark dark blue eyes, just like the death god wearing a shroud.
He squinted slightly and looked at the scene in front of him from afar.
The newly born fallen angels awakened from hundreds of thousands of petri dishes, opened their countless folded crimson eyes, just like the evil gods opened their devilish pupils to explore the world, and vibrated their alloy wings together. The whole earth was trembling in the roar. When the army took off, a huge shadow fell on the Chaos Castle, as if a piece of debris broke off at night and fell in the darkest and wettest place in the whole Naraku.
The trajectory of each fallen angel's movement appeared clearly in Ansu's mind.
Without the help of the deep-sea demon warlocks, it would be impossible for Ansu alone to cultivate such a large army in just one hour.
Despite this, Mr. Deep Sea never let down his guard against Ansu. His intuition kept warning him that the boy with an innocent smile in front of him was a complete lunatic. What the deep-sea squids need is a Chaos Castle that can provide a stable supply of blood and gold coins, not a dead ruin.
There must always be living creatures for them to exploit.
Therefore, in the contract, Mr. Shenhai particularly emphasized this content:
[Treaty 1: All fallen angels cannot carry any virus]
[Treaty 2: Both parties to the contract cannot harm each other]
[Treaty 3: Each fallen angel will be leased to Party A at the price of one copper coin]
[Treaty 4: This contract is effective forever]
When Mr. Shenhai saw the fallen angel for the first time, he understood that this creature is born to be the best spreader of disasters. If it is allowed to carry toxins on its body, it will bring a crisis of destruction to Chaos Walled City.
If it is normal, it is fine. Now Chaos Walled City is in civil war, and the plague is most likely to spread.
For Zibeng, people can die, but not too many people, let alone all of them.
The shrewd Mr. Shenhai saw Ansu's intention at a glance, and he would never let the latter succeed.
Hygiene is a must!
Mr. Shenhai specially signed this soul contract with Ansu, and no one could violate the content of the contract; and before each fallen angel appeared, they had to pass the mental test of the warlock group to ensure that they did not carry any virus. He even spent a lot of money to hire a team of holy light warlocks to purify the fallen angels collectively.
Mr. Shenhai even consulted the experts of the disaster and epidemic department of the Chaos Kingdom.
Until he was 100% sure that the fallen angels did not carry any virus, Mr. Shenhai agreed to let the mosquito body service officially go online in the entire Chaos City.
As expected of the squid man who licked honey since childhood, Ansu nodded slightly, and he was indeed smart enough.
He did have the idea of using the deep-sea demons to create a plague by mass-cultivating fallen angels, but according to the current situation, this plan can no longer work.
Ansu did not have any regrets, and there was still a faint smile on his lips. Being smart is the advantage of the deep-sea demons, but it is also their fatal flaw. How to deal with squid people, Ansu has learned a lot of experience since his previous life.
Because they are smart, they will not miss any opportunity to make a profit.
At the same time, any waste is an absolutely unforgivable sin for them.
"Mr. Shenhai, I completely agree with your opinion." Ansu politely suggested, "But there is one thing, you forgot to exploit your employees."
Mr. Shenhai was stunned.
"The blood sucked by the fallen angels was eaten by themselves. We gave them the work and we have to give them all the blood to eat. Why should the mosquitoes take all the benefits?"
Mr. Shenhai's pupils trembled. Oh, yes, why didn't he think of this!
He looked at Ansu in awe. It's you who even exploits mosquitoes.
"Mosquitoes should spit out all the blood they sucked!"
Ansu smiled with great love, "Let's gather together to build the largest blood bank in the city, and then sell it to people with anemia at a high price, so that the citizens will have enough blood for us to suck, and we suck it and sell it, forming a good and healthy ecological cycle."
Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years!
Mr. Deep Sea felt goose bumps all over his body. As a deep-sea squid, he had been sucking blood for decades. But decades of efforts by ordinary people could not compare to the inspiration of a true genius.
What kind of wealthy family can cultivate a vampire like Ansu!
Relying on his intuition, Mr. Deep Sea was convinced that if there was no gold mine or one more mother in the family, Ansu, a chaotic genius, would never be cultivated.
This proposal was only good for Mr. Deep Sea, and he had no reason to refuse it.
"I will let the warlocks change the mouthparts of the fallen angel and change it into a two-way needle." Mr. Deep Sea looked more and more happy. The golden wealth and the glorious future were in front of him. "We are going to build the largest blood bank in the whole of Awad!"
Based on the sincere cooperation between the two parties, half an hour later, the second generation of fallen angels were finally integrated.
[Two hours left before the third job is over]
The dusk melted into the skyline, and the cold wind of the late autumn evening passed through both sides of the street. Even though the weather was so cold, it still couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the chaotic people. In just one hour, all the people in the chaotic city of Run who were caught in civil war experienced the wonderful blessing.
The era of traditional vampires has passed.
Count Dracula's blood-sucking fortress has been flattened into ruins by the rioting crowd, but when one building collapses, another building will be built from the ruins.
The rule of traditional vampires has ended, and a new era of bloodsucking has arrived.
There is no doubt that sucking all the blood is also a branch of holy light.
It was a terrifying blitzkrieg. They came like lightning and left like lightning. The fallen angels have a blood-sucking speed far exceeding that of traditional vampires. The traces of their flying are undetectable. They are everywhere, and they travel day and night.
The roar enveloped every alley in Chaos City. The gray autumn rain fell softly. Fallen angels flew in the air with gray raindrops. It was hard to tell which was raindrops and which was mosquitoes. They were the black period written by the gods for the sky. All fates would end with the cry of the gods.
If it were just that, it would be fine. Every fallen angel dancing in the night was a formal employee of the Deep Sea Mosquito Body Shop. They all signed a labor contract with Mr. Deep Sea and were special agents of the Mosquito Body Shop.
So every time the fallen angels bit a pattern on the back of the chaotic residents, the deep-sea squids would ask them to collect the "mosquito body fee"!
Being sucked blood and being charged at the same time, such a leading version of the charging method completely shocked the primitive people of Chaos City. Even the most chaotic and extreme blood-sucking nobles knew that they were too conservative in their exploration of the way of chaos.
But they dared not resist, because these Sima's fallen angels were all legitimate contract workers. Not to mention killing the latter, even if they accidentally broke their wings, the Deep Sea Mosquito Body Shop would sue them for this reason.
In the current version of the Chaos Theocracy, even the Chaos Legislative Group could not win the lawsuit against the Deep Sea Delegation, after all, the latter were distinguished foreign guests!
They had no choice but to pay a huge mosquito body fee to the Deep Sea Squid Shop.
Under the influence of the revised bill, Chaos Walled City was in war, and all Chaos citizens happily lived a blessed life of being shot by guns during the day and sucked by mosquitoes at night. In just one hour, the financial situation of Chaos Walled City reached a shocking figure.
This is the good fortune of the colonists.
But fortunately, Mr. Deep Sea is not as extreme as Ansu, so they can save their lives.
Even at this moment, these human traitors still have no intention of leaving Chaos Walled City. No matter how much blood they have sucked away, they only regard it as a gift from the mosquito world. They despise and hate their hometown so much. If their blood can contribute to the great rule of the Chaos Theocracy, then they can proudly straighten their chests.
Even if Chaos Walled City is now in a civil war, they can comfort themselves that this is the symbol of freedom. Children in the human world will never understand the preciousness of having the right to fire freely.
Even if their blood is sucked dry, they can tell themselves that at least they can buy it back. If they were in the Orthodox world, the feudal and conservative market would not even be able to buy blood.
So until now, they can still proudly straighten their chests and say righteously,
"The mosquitoes of the Theocracy will not suck blood! The Life Cultists have cultivated mosquitoes into the clean structure of bees, and they only suck nectar."
"These must be mosquitoes smuggled in from the human empire!"
"The people there are dirty and backward, so the mosquitoes there suck blood."
Amidst the praises of the colonists, the fallen angels drank up their blood, held their round bellies and full of gold coins, and then took off again, landing towards the center of the third floor of the Chaos Walled City, the largest in Avad. The blood collection station stood here. The fallen angel opened its mouthparts and spit out the dark black blood into the blood pool.
The thick blood pool was filled with billowing blood bubbles and glowed crimson, as if the gods had applied the bloodiest paint from above the city wall. Just looking at it made one's scalp numb.
The stench of corruption spread quickly along with the smell of gold coins, while the deep sea demons were swimming in the blood pool. The corners of their mouths split into the happiest and craziest smiles, and countless tentacles embraced the blood gold coins. Since childhood, Since then, the desire for money and blood has been engraved into the depths of their souls.
More blood!
All the tentacles of Mr. Deep Sea were trembling. It was bathed in blood, frantically splashing a pool full of gold coins, and giving orders to the surroundings, "Intensify the training of fallen angels, and all the blood in the city will enter my bag." !”
【One hour left】
Just as Mr. Deep Sea dreamed, except for the two people Ansu deliberately avoided, the entire Chaos City had been drained of blood by the fallen angels at least once. However, the colonists were still smiling and tattooed their bodies with blood packets. , regarded as a symbol of glory.
Everyone is proud to have their blood sucked.
Under the law of amending the bill, they robbed the money of their companions and sacrificed it with their own blood to the master of the deep sea demon clan. They also wore the happiest and craziest smiles,
In the last hour of the day, the entire Chaos City finally reached its craziest state!
[The last half hour]
With its increasingly ambitious ambitions, all the blood in the city will enter Mr. Deep Sea's blood pool, and it will establish the largest blood bank in Naraku. The largest blood storage and distribution at present is the blood cellar in Count Dracula's official residence.
As Count Dracula fought with the Rainbow Messenger to the last moment, the entire Dracula Mansion became a zero-dollar shopping mall.
Ansu walked calmly among the ruins, his crow-like cloak trailing on the ground. He asked his fallen angels to raid Count Dracula's mansion, suck up all the blood on the wine rack, and then fly back to the third floor. , injecting blood from the body into the blood pool.
From beginning to end, Ansu acted in accordance with Mr. Deep Sea's orders and did not violate the covenant at all.
But when the blood was poured into the blood pool, Mr. Shenhai said:
"This smells wrong."
He was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and he noticed something strange in an instant. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized that due to the special hobby of Count Dracula and his brothers, in addition to virgin blood and aunt's blood, the blood they collected was There is another cruelty.
Blood infected with various viruses - such as hiv.
If a bottle of infected blood is injected, the entire pool of blood will be contaminated with the virus.
All the confusion was solved at this moment, and Mr. Deep Sea finally understood Ansu's ultimate purpose.
Under the guise of sucking blood and then selling it, the HIV-infected blood was re-sold to the citizens, so that all the citizens of the Chaos Walled City were infected with the HIV virus, thus creating a large-scale plague.
This does not require the Disaster Apostle as a mediator and will not violate any contract.
After thinking about this, Mr. Deepsea's eyes became cold.
There was nothing wrong with Ansu's plan, but the mistake was that he was too simplistic and completely underestimated the ability of the deep sea demon species. Now, Ansu has no value. Oh, if it weren't for the restrictions in the contract, Anzu would have eaten it long ago.
He was disappointed, not because Anzu betrayed him, but because the latter betrayed him in such a crude and simple way.
Fortunately, Mr. Shenhai was still wary of Ansu, but he was still a little kid.
The way to deal with it is very simple, just stop selling the blood in this pool.
"You imbecile orphan, as long as I don't sell the blood from this pool."
The crazy and twisted tentacles swelled wildly, and the biological form of the deep sea demon species expanded rapidly in front of Ansu. The strange and indescribable majesty of Mr. Deep Sea completely occupied the entire third floor.
"You just made me lose a whole pool of blood!"
It said coldly, "But it doesn't matter. The blood of Runren is endless. As long as there is one Runner, there will be countless Runners coming. Ansu Milton, I will not let you kill all these slaves." of."
"It is the existence of those lowly slaves"
The squid demon grinned ferociously, with its tentacles flying, "Only will it show the nobility of our race. Without the service of slaves, how can there be noble nobles? So I will not let you kill the slaves. The more slaves there are, The better, as long as all these human slaves are not dead, you humans will always be the lowest race!"
"Although in the contract, I am not allowed to hurt you." Mr. Shenhai showed the coldest smile, "But there is no restriction that I cannot imprison you, innocent child."
"Mr. Deep Sea." Ansu still maintained that calm smile, and there was only kindness in his navy blue eyes, "I want to thank you for taking me in. This is the only place that is not affected by the amendment bill, and you can use magic freely. "
Mr. Deep Sea frowned, and it suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"In the distant future, the sorcerers of the Order Church created a very practical magic." The boy smiled like an angel, "I used it on the largest toilet in Naraku before. That magic can return items to their original owners."
"I also want to thank you for gathering all the blood in the city here and building the largest blood station in Naraku."
"I don't need to 'sell blood' again, I don't need to do such a troublesome thing."
Mr. Shenhai's pupils trembled violently. He realized what Ansu would do, but it was too late to stop him-
In the twilight of late autumn, Ansu reached out to the blood pool that decayed with money.
The rustling cold wind blew away the hood of the cloak, and the gray-white long hair swayed with the starlight. The boy smiled and said:
"Order is returned."