As the new day comes, the sun shines on the city square of Shabak City, a large group of hired Aboriginal children start selling newspapers along the street. The job subsidizes many Aboriginal families who are difficult to live.

A large number of newspapers with ink fragrance quickly spread the noteworthy news in the past twenty-four hours. The news printed on the first page was that the evil wolf from New China wanted to have a bet with Morning Lin Jeanne, who was named the Dawn Light, and both sides bet on a piece of legendary equipment as bargaining chips.

The second edition is the final reward for all events of the Europa Empire's official public Glory Soul Competition, including twelve legendary equipment and a bonus of up to 200,000 gold coins.

Except for those contestants who are confident in their skills, the rest of the people's attention is attracted by the first edition of the news, and gossip always spreads faster.

"These stupid people live in the illusion of lights and wine every day." In the sewer of Shabak City, a man in a black cloak hid in a dark corner and said to his four companions in front of him: "We must do something to let them know the power of the Lord of the Plague."

"They checked too seriously. Tom and I had spread the panacea given by the Lord of Plague three times before, but the infected were quickly isolated. Even Tom was purified on the spot because he was not careful enough." Another man in a black robe said in a hoarse voice: "I don't have any good chances for the time being."

"So too, the water source in the city is divided into seven filter pools. Each filter pool has foreigners who specifically check the water content every two hours, and there is no chance to start." The second man in a black cloak also replied: "They look very experienced. If I had not been given the favor by the Lord of the Plague, I might have been discovered."

As Nurgur believers, not everyone is qualified to get sick. Those healthy believers are often the lowest cannon fodder. Only by proving their own value can they be infected with plagues or distorted, thereby gaining strength.

"I, I am just a cleaner now, responsible for cleaning Charlie Street every day, twice a day, and even people rarely see it in the morning. Most of the people I meet are drunk extraordinary people. I have been beaten twice this week." The third man in black said a little aggrieved.

The men in black who gather here are all indigenous people, and many indigenous people survive on Shabak City. These indigenous mortals who have no culture, cannot keep up with the times, and are not extraordinary can only do some work in Shabak City that players are unwilling to do.

For example, cleaners, sewer guards, and sewer cleaners.

The man in black in the head lifted up his hood and said furiously: "Hell, why do I communicate with you with my cloak? I know each of you, and you all know me. Is it the only one who thinks it is so stuffy here?"

"Sir, this is the sewer, which is already stuffy and hot. It is the favorite environment of the Lord of the Plague. We must adapt." The man who spoke took off his hood and exposed his sparse hairline. Because of the large amount of sweat, the few hairs that were stuck on the scalp looked embarrassed: "This is the safest place I can find. Those aliens rarely come down to check, but just let us report the sewer situation every day."

"Can't we do something here?" asked the man in the lead: "The temperature here is suitable, which can allow any plague seeds to reproduce quickly and will spread to the ground in no time. At that time, the entire city will be shrouded in the power of the plague Lord!"

"But sir, those aliens have set up many detection arrays in the sewer, which will arouse their alertness once the temperature and humidity change." The Nurgle believer whose hairline is moving back explained nervously: "Last time, the sewer in B17 was discharged from several tons of high-temperature wastewater, and activated the monitoring array. The sewer was closed on the spot. The aliens burned inside for several days before they were lifted, and even the stones melted."

The man who was leading the way took a breath. Could it be that he could not catch any chance? The tumor in his body could not wait for so long. Every day he could feel the damn tumor growing, squeezing his internal organs, gaining more divine grace, and allowing the tumor to coexist with him is the only way out.

"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We will take the initiative to look for opportunities!" This little leader of the Nurgur believer boosted morale, but his companions obviously didn't buy it very much. They were used to the rhythm of letting things go, and they were very Buddhist.

"Head, I planted a poisonous plant in the slums. After six months, they will bloom and bear fruit. The fruits can spread to the city with the wind. People who are touched by the fruits will continue to sneeze and show dizziness. If left alone, two weeks will be enough to kill an extraordinary person." A man who had not spoken before said: "We just need to wait patiently to achieve the final success."

While speaking, the man accidentally exposed the back of his hand that was somewhat festering, and a huge scar was growing there, which attracted the attention of others. They immediately became respectful. Unexpectedly, this companion who was not usually visible and did not reveal himself, actually received the attention of the kind father.

The little leader rubbed his stomach, and the tumor made him feel sore. He couldn't wait for so long.

"Kimmy, why are you so silent today?" asked the little boss who glanced at the little brother who was still wearing a hood and standing in the corner, "You usually have the most ideas, just say something."

"I don't speak because I'm thinking, why do I waste time investigating you bunch of garbage." Kimi, who lowered his head, suddenly looked up and took off his hood, revealing a blonde hair: "I thought I could find a big fish through you, and I specifically told my companions to let them talk to you. As a result, I wasted two weeks, and finally proved that you were just a bunch of stragglers."

The little leader's face changed. He had realized that the other party was not Kimi, but it was too late. As a wall in the sewer collapsed, more than a dozen players wearing sealed armor and burning flames on the sword rushed out.

"Captain Charles, will you carry out the cleaning now?" The leading soldier saluted to Kimi: "We have checked the neighborhood. They did not set up any traps, nor did they hide the source of the plague."
Chapter completed!