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Between two rows of giant bookcases 10 meters apart, a figure landed in front of Lott.

It was a girl wearing a black and purple robe, a slightly curved pointed magic hat, and holding an ordinary broom. She looked like a normal witch.

The little witch has flaxen double braids, a childish and round white face, a height of less than 1.60 meters, and a magic robe that feels one size larger. Overall, she looks like she is not good at fighting. Treat her like your local girl, and it would be more like giving her a pair of round-rimmed glasses.

"Maybe I should really get her a pair of glasses." Lott looked at her and thought to himself.

"I'm sorry, sir!"

The little witch grabbed the broom with both hands and placed it in front of her, then bowed heavily towards Lot and saluted.

Lott looked at her panic and waved her hands to indicate it was okay - this was their second meeting. When the lord took office, all the newly promoted decision-makers would gather together, and everyone would receive the instructions from above. After Yi Ren left them with information, they began to take over related business in their respective fields.

They do not have any memories of the past, but various magical skills will be inherited from their predecessors.

At the same time, there is a message imprinted deep in their subconscious: serve the lord, be absolutely loyal, and never betray.

This is the decision-making layer replacement mechanism of the dungeon, which was personally formulated by the first generation lord.

When the decision-making team is replaced, the predecessors will return to their hometown and continue to live their own lives - the memory of the dungeon will be erased, but many powerful skills will be copied and retained as their reward. Bar.

"Emily, I need some books about plants, are there any?" Lott looked at her and asked straightforwardly.

Since the pharmacist said that a large amount of literature is needed for research, it should be possible to copy some herbal literature from his own library.

Upon hearing that the lord needed books related to herbal plants, Emily said that she needed to go to the front desk to browse the catalog and location of the books.

"Lead the way."

Following the little witch through the forest-like giant bookshelves, she got lost several times. Finally, she relied on a magic beacon to find her original place where she had sorted out the documents.

"This is where you work."

Lott glanced around and saw that the bookshelf was gone, replaced by mountains of parchment documents, and the piles were still annoying to look at.

It's better to finally come to a desk with an unusually clean surrounding - this is the main desk.

"Please wait, I need a moment."

Emily came behind the desk and began to rummage through the piles of files - it was really difficult for her to manage such a large place alone.

"Sir, look over there." Maria pointed to the red wall in front and asked softly, "What is that? A group photo of past generations?"

Lot nodded slightly.

On the wall in front, three huge portraits with gold-rimmed frames hang impressively.

They are the first generation to the third generation respectively. In terms of ruling time, the first generation is the longest, hundreds of years, then the second generation is less than a hundred years, and the third generation is only a few decades. Such a short time, Mainly because the latter two generations were monsters and were not good at running dungeons, so they gave up early.

The first generation is a hybrid of humans and demons, so they are very clear about the management and operation of cities, and Lott's generation is even more awesome. They are top students with double master's degrees in modern psychology and economics, and have also entered university. With the experience of company internship and achieving very impressive results in a short period of time, I was able to pull the underground city back from bankruptcy within a few days and successfully put it on the 'highway' of development.

Knowledge is power, and if you use knowledge effectively, you will be a veritable giant.

"These are the previous generations?" Maria murmured to herself as she looked at the photos.

In the portraits of lords in the past, the person on the throne is the lord, on the left is a knight in armor, on the right is a steward in a tuxedo, in front of the knight is a diplomat, in front of the steward is a witch, and in front of the witch stands There is a masked man wearing a tight waistcoat - a spy intelligence officer. In front of the diplomat is a dwarf holding a hammer, the weapons master.

These are all the decision-making levels.

Each generation’s decision-making teams are all different:

The first generation lord is a middle-aged man wearing gold armor and a red cloak, sitting on the king's chair.

The knight on the throne standing on his left is a heroic adult woman, and the housekeeper on his right is a girl with two silver braids.

The diplomat in front of the knight is the same as now. He has a high black hat, one-way lens, a tuxedo, a cane in his left hand, and a fat man with a split-mouthed smile. The only difference is that he has two big beards at the corners of his mouth.

The witch in front of the butler looks like a graceful and luxurious mature woman.

The dwarves are quite strong, and the spies are dressed like ninjas in such a way that their appearance is hard to tell.

The second generation lord is a skeleton wearing a black academic uniform.

The throne knight next to it was wrapped in black armor and looked like a large death knight.

The housekeeper on the other side is a charming young woman with silver-white wavy hair.

The diplomat still looks the same, except that his cane is replaced by his right hand and his beard is gone.

The witch became a stooped old witch.

The dwarf looks a bit skinny.

The spy's eyes are yellow.

The third generation lord is a shadow demon wearing a purple robe, and it is pitch black inside so he can't see anything.

The Knight of the Throne is like a large Hellboy.

The housekeeper is a little lolita with a single silver-white braid hanging on her chest and an innocent and bright face. She wears a tuxedo that looks quite right.

The diplomat's cane has been changed to his left hand again, there is no beard, and the single-sided lens is gone, but everything else remains the same.

The witch looks like a kind old woman.

The dwarf is a bit fat.

The spy's ears are long elven ears.

Fourth generation blank.

This is the family portrait of the first three generations of lords, knights, butlers, witches, diplomats, intelligence officers, and weapons masters. The lords of each generation are different from their subordinates, except for the silver-white hair of the butler, and his appearance. diplomat.

"Sir, where are the knights of our generation?" Maria turned around and asked. Her inheritance was only about internal affairs and etiquette, but she didn't know anything else.

Lott closed his eyes and scanned the whole city with his consciousness, and finally opened his eyes and said: "Except for Delia's qualifications, there is nothing else."

Lott closed his eyes again and began to search for information about the lord's subordinates in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Finally, he discovered that the butler and diplomat were brought by the city, the witch and the other two were randomly selected from the adventurers, and the knight needed to rely on The lords recruited them themselves, but the second and third generation lords were too lazy to recruit them, so they made them themselves.

At the same time, Lott discovered the reason why this place is called the White Dragon Dungeon.

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