Start a Dungeon

"Before I left, I left a video for you, Mr. Dokrama."

After Lott finished speaking to the werewolf lord, the suspended camera that had been on standby quickly floated forward. A burst of light flashed in the cat's eyes, and a holographic image of a middle-aged man wearing golden armor and red robes appeared in front of everyone.

That was the virtual image of the first generation lord. Lott asked the goblin to go to the library to scan the portrait of the first generation and made it.

Wendel stared blankly at the image of the first generation lord, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"When you see this message, I have already left. Although I have nothing to say to you, if you can, I hope you can take care of this place."

The image disappeared, and the Wolf King quietly looked at the camera suspended there without moving.

Fiona looked at her father's disappointed look, and hurriedly pulled Phantom and ran to Lott's side. After getting close, she asked quietly: "Is it possible that he just lost his life goal and died in depression? I read in the book That’s how it’s written.”

Hello.

The Wolf King was silent for a long time. Just when everyone thought that he would really develop as written in the book, he suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha! Finally! Finally he made me die. Come on! You old immortal is indeed a short-lived ghost!"

Several guards nearby looked at each other, and finally one of them stepped forward and said: "Sir, the lord of the dungeon just left, he is not dead yet."

"He is already dead in my heart!" Wendell glanced back, then turned to Lott and shouted: "Boy, you are the one who makes the decision here, right? Today is a day worth celebrating, tell me, you What do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you."

Hearing this, Lott was relieved in his heart, the plan was successful!

So he said calmly: "Mr. Dokrama, if possible, I would like to introduce a group of werewolf families into the dungeon."

Werewolves can search for targets and distinguish authenticity through breath. There are too many monsters in the dungeon now, and artificial intelligence cannot distinguish them. None of Lott's subordinates have the ability to distinguish authenticity.

If we continue to let those monsters with ulterior motives sneak in, once certain groups of monsters gather to a certain number and suddenly break out, it will inevitably trigger panic in the whole city. By then, the people of Ogris will be fleeing underground. If the city is staged, it's all over.

Therefore, we must kill them all when they first arrive here and nip all dangers in their bud. Therefore, werewolves who can find their hiding places are indispensable.

"You want my people to help?" Wendell narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Are we trading arms?"

Weapon trading, that is, when a certain lord likes another monster, such as Lott likes a werewolf, if he wants to make this kind of monster a member of the dungeon, he can only use two methods: with the other party The lord negotiated and proposed to buy it with energy, or exchange it with his own monsters.

If the Wolf King agrees, as long as a werewolf breaks away from Doklama and chooses to join the dungeon, the technicians in the territory can transform the werewolf unit from the energy.

Then the werewolf that joined the dungeon can leave again and be added back to their family group.

It is equivalent to copying.

All these require the parties to do so out of their own will, and cannot use forceful means to make the other party surrender.

The above is a normal way to increase the types of monsters in a monster territory, so there are many other different types of monsters in the cemetery, such as giant hedgehogs and so on.

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There are also some monster territories that do not increase the types of monsters through trade, but produce new units like factories.

The dungeon is one of the few self-produced monster territories - in this area, death knights, sorcerers, and high-level goblins are all unique units unique to the dungeon, and many other lords have come to ask for them. , all were rejected by the first generation. After all, mastering core technology is fundamental.

Of course, monsters like werewolves and vampires have long been on the streets, but the relationship between the first generation lord and the Wolf King was not very good, so werewolves have not been introduced. However, vampires have introduced many vampires from the Grand Cemetery, such as the Shadow Assassin.

It is worth mentioning that the Shadow Assassin is the dependent of the intelligence officer. This setting is to facilitate the intelligence officer to call it at any time in an emergency, thereby avoiding the delay of fighter jets due to upward application, and at the same time, the energy expenditure will be relatively reduced.

Of course, even if the intelligence officer race of the next two generations is not a vampire, the shadow assassins who are its dependents still exist as vampires.

"If I said I wanted your death knight in exchange, you would definitely not do it." Wendell looked at Lot and said slowly, "In this case, I won't bully you. If you can use 500,000 points of energy, then I’ll allow it, don’t be too high, it used to start at 1 million.”

500,000 energy points is already a huge amount of money for the Werewolf Forest, which only has 1,000 to 3,000 ordinary adventurers a day. This dungeon probably can't afford that much.

"The supply cost is worth a scarab. Vickers, prepare 500,000 energy points for me." Lott said casually.

"Eh?" Wendell, who originally planned to read the dungeon joke, was stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard it wrong, so he further said: "What I want is 500,000! Kid! Not 50,000! Did you hear clearly?"

Just as the werewolf was yelling, a magician appeared next to Lott and respectfully handed him the purple energy block in his hand.

"Give it to Mr. Dokrama." Lott raised his hand and said.

When Wendell got the biting-cold energy block in his hand, he quickly sensed it, was shocked, and then asked hurriedly: "You don't have to be brave, kid."

"The output value here is about 3 to 4 million yuan." Lott said slowly.

"A year?!" Wendell exclaimed.

"One day, uncle."

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Looking at Wendell's expression of 'are you fucking kidding me'.

Lott stretched out his hand and waved it casually towards the brightly lit buildings around him, and said with a smile: "My passenger flow today has reached 380,000, there are 46,000 adventurers, and the permanent population, including adventurers, is 100,000. .”

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"If you have time, please stay and take a look, uncle. Maybe it will be helpful to you."

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Wendel's face grew darker and darker as he listened. I don't know what he was thinking at the time, but after living here for a few days, he often said: I am too old to keep up with the times.

Lott is not worried that other monster lords will copy the economic model here, because there are two prerequisites for the dungeon to reach its current scale:

Goblin Technology + Dream Orb

These two things are not available to other monster lords. After all, the high-level goblins in the dungeon are not comparable to those who can only make bombs.

In addition, there are time workshops, economic concepts, monster projection devices, etc.

In other words, Lott's ability to develop the dungeon to its current level is entirely due to the wisdom and technological inheritance accumulated by past lords.

And these are precisely what other monsters without the concept of inheritance do not possess.

Afterwards, Wendell said that he must learn the development experience here before going back, so he stayed there shamelessly.

When Lott took the time to visit one time, he asked about the origin of the incident that year and why the first generation suddenly killed all the high-level adventurers. Wendell seemed to know the reason, and said a little embarrassedly: "Maybe it was the first time. It’s too much to joke about helping others.”

The first-generation lord of the dungeon planned to run a joint venture with the Minotaur, but the plan fell through due to personality reasons. Then the first-generation lord discovered that there were a considerable number of low-level adventurers, so he came up with the idea of ​​​​covering all low-level adventurers.

At that time, he really wanted to let high-level adventurers go to other territories, but he only wanted ordinary ones.

But at the BOSS gatherings one after another, everyone was laughing at them, "The old ghost in the dungeon is so stupid that he only accepts low-level adventurers. How much profit can he make?" ’

Especially the Minotaur, who brags to everyone about how smart he was back then. Fortunately, he parted ways with the old ghost, otherwise he would have dragged him to death.

After a long time, the first generation lord who finally couldn't bear it was like an old man who was so stimulated at the annual meeting that he ran for president.

In anger, he began to attack all high-level adventurers with swords, directly cutting off the food rations of his neighbors, and then increased the richness of his own territory, that is, expanding the scale of each stratum, adding various monsters, flowers, plants, The trees even have weather and terrain.

In this way, he can retain low-end adventurers, and then train them from low-level to high-level. When those who laugh at him can no longer bear it and all of them are gone, he will truly take over everything.

The subsequent plan went well, and the result was as expected in the first generation. The neighbors were wiped out, and he had the last laugh alone. Until the third generation of Shadow Demon Lords came to power, the dungeon was still very wealthy, and the decline was only that of Shadow Demon. It's just the dozen years that the lord has been on the throne - the carpenter is really not suitable to be the emperor.

No matter what, the story of the first generation lord tells us a truth: never laugh at a high-level demon, let alone underestimate other people's wisdom, otherwise everyone will be unable to take advantage of it.

Saturday morning of the third week at 6:30

Field Hall

Lott glanced at the 20 million point energy reading displayed on the energy monitor.

Then looking at the big screen ahead, the werewolf troops detected the number of monsters lurking in the city.

A total of 231!

Lott never dreamed that when he kept focusing on the outside, the inside was actually filled with mushrooms.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and the werewolves' noses are also very sensitive. No matter how secretly the mushroom is hidden, they can find it, which is quite gratifying.

"Sir, the marking has been completed. As long as you give the order, we can eradicate them all by night!"

No matter whether they are goblins or trolls, they can't wait to kill these invading ugly monsters. The feeling is as comfortable as pulling out pimples on your face.

"Yeah." Lott looked at the red dots all over the screen, then selected a few and zoomed in, and found that some of them seemed to be living the same life as ordinary people. Of course, most of them were creatures with the same appearance as humans, such as beast-eared girls. , witch and the like, as for the rest

"All the ugly non-humans will be slaughtered. Others can be discussed later, such as this." Lott looked at a person on the big screen wearing an OL's professional attire, running with documents in his hands and making a phone call. He looked very busy. The fourth-level witch said.