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Chapter 17 Two or three things about farming

In an instant, no one spoke, and everyone stood there in a daze like a stone statue. A few minutes later, the black dwarf Horn suddenly shouted loudly: "What a joke, I'll turn... no, wait, this may be a good suggestion!"

Horn was not flexible, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that this ridiculous proposal was not so ridiculous. He had a good relationship with the Black Dwarves. Just ten days ago, he brewed a new wine for the dwarves, which made everyone party all night. If he was the lord, it would be better than the dark elves coming to power. More importantly, He didn't have much strength. Even if he wanted to overthrow the lord in the future, it would not be too difficult to challenge him according to the rules of the dungeon...

"Yes, it's indeed a good suggestion!" The dark elf's mind was much more flexible than the black dwarf. Therefore, before Horn spoke again, Drizzt nodded slowly and agreed to the suggestion. Then, Constance, the Fire Monarch, and Alex, who had already received the news in advance, voted in favor. Seeing the general trend, the great demon Gutland, who still had some selfishness, and several evil races had to obey everyone's opinions and reluctantly agreed.

"It seems that no one objected to my proposal?" Emmos gently tapped the scepter and signaled He Taiping to come to the stage with his eyes. "If this is the case, then we will give a speech by the new lord according to the custom of the dungeon. I will remind you one last time that if anyone wants to object, it is best to make a proposal at this time, and after that, you must obey the lord's orders!"

No one spoke out, even though a few representatives moved their lips slightly. As everyone was watching, He Taiping kept a quick pace and walked up to the platform. He looked at every creature present with kindness until he was sure that they felt their existence. Then he slowly spoke: "Thank you for your recognition, I will do my best to lead you to the surface world!"

The audience was in an uproar, but a few minutes later, the many creatures present fell silent because of this unusual declaration. In fact, which race likes life now? Drizzt looked up at the rock wall above. Although the dark elves do not like the sun, this does not mean that the dark elves like the dark and humid underground world. Moonlight and forests are the world that the dark elves should live in...

"Damn it, I just took away the souls of a few people. They said I was the most evil being!" Gutlan, who seemed to be clamoring for a strange smile, began to murmur to himself, "Don't those bastards know how much I paid to get these souls? Once, in order to get the soul of an old man, I even ran half of the Quintas continent and found his missing granddaughter back..."

His words to himself were like hot oil sank on the fire, which immediately made the entire venue boil. All the representatives kept shouting, telling the unfair treatment they received from their clan. In fact, they couldn't hear clearly what the other party was saying, and they were just venting in vain. But He Taiping had no intention of stopping. He quietly watched the chaotic situation until all races realized their incompetence and slowly calmed down.

Drizzt stroked his long ears, then raised his hand high: "He, I have two questions. If you can satisfy me, then the dark elf will become your most loyal subordinate."

He Taiping gently signaled him to continue, Drizzt took a deep breath and said loudly: "First, what method do you plan to get us to the surface? Is it a battle?"

A gentle buzzing sounded in the crowd, and even the warlike Taurus had to admit that the winner of the war would definitely not be a weak dungeon. He Taiping shook his head gently and smiled: "In fact, we are not trying to conquer humans, but to integrate into them and share the world with them. There are many ways to integrate into it. Why do we have to choose war?"

"Integrate, then rule?" Drizzt's evil nature made him immediately misunderstand He Taiping's meaning. A few seconds later, the dark elf said softly with a strange smile: "Then the second question, dear He, how do you plan to integrate into humans?"

"There are many ways, but you need to adapt to the situation!" He Taiping smiled slightly and looked at the representatives present. "I have also initially planned the plan, the premise is to give me a year. And within this year, I hope you can absolutely obey my command!"

"In other words, is this a gamble?" Drizzt was still slowly rubbing his long ears, as if considering his gains and losses. A few minutes later, he suddenly slapped his high and low, "I understand, then I swear in the name of the Dark Goddess that the Dark Elf will obey your command within this year. Of course, if the survival of the Dark Elf tribe is threatened, we have the right to refuse to obey!"

Drizzt's oath had a good lead effect. Representatives of all races looked at each other and after hesitating for a long time, they also swore to obey. Half an hour later, amid the long whistle of Constance, He Taiping put on the dark crown that symbolized the throne of the lord, and officially became the first lord in the Dark Night Dungeon in five hundred years.

"You won't blame me, are you?" He Taiping asked uneasyly because of his temporary intentions when he took over the dark crown in Emmos's hands. After all, according to the original idea, he only existed as a temporary empty shell, but now he holds real power, at least for the past year.

"No, you did a great job!" Emmos patted his shoulder lightly, bringing a smile from his nearly skeleton's face. "Actually, I'm looking forward to what you do in this year. What kind of way can make the dungeon truly accepted by the surface world?"

"That's just an idea, but I don't know what will happen when I implement it!" He Taiping scratched his head and looked at the world map behind him. It was brought back when he was looking for a staff the previous time. According to the map, the Dark Night Dungeon is located on a barren island west of the Quintas continent, about 500 kilometers away from the mainland. In its southwest direction, it is a sea-facing territory of the Principal of Campas - Forel.

"Fulaire?" Following his gaze, Emos also stayed on this territory. A few minutes later, he suddenly slighted his head and whispered: "A good idea, you can try it..."

Unlike what the representatives of each race imagined, the new lord did not issue too many orders after taking office, but still lived a leisurely and lazy life. Of course, he did not do anything. Three days after taking office, He Taiping began to tour the residences of various races and guided the ethnic minorities to carry out some strange training.

The Fire Monarch was asked to continue to practice cooking skills, and was also responsible for guiding twenty fire elves. He Taiping used the underground clay mine to make various cooking kitchenware; and after the Fire Monarch gradually became familiar with cooking, he also expanded from single baking to steaming and frying; plus the new seasonings made by various strange fruits, the entire dungeon was proud to eat the dishes of these fire elves. Many residents even greeted habitually: "Did you eat today?"

But the Taurus had no time to enjoy these delicacies, and their singing training continued, and they sang more and more repertoires. After listening to it several times, He Taiping felt that so many people were a waste of singing chorus, so he simply pulled dozens of Taurus out, merged them with some dark elves, and learned the attacking technique called "massage". Although the new apprentice didn't quite understand what this was, He Taiping told them solemnly that if you want to earn gold coins and eat beautiful tofu, you must try your best to learn massage!

As for the Dark Elf tribe, except for some people who were taken away, the rest of the people were learning something called "performance" according to the booklets written by He Taiping. This was really easy for the elves who love art. A few days later, He Taiping selected dozens of outstanding people from it and rehearsed the song and dance called "Romeo and Juliet" - after reading the script, several female elves all had pear blossoms and rain, which made them more devoted to their feelings in the performance.

Looking at the Dark Elf Clan's passion, the Black Dwarfs, who had always been incompatible with them, were jealous. Horn rushed into the dragon's den with ten dwarves, but left happily half an hour later. In addition to their smiles, they also had a few more drawings in their hands, marked with "bicycles" and "folding chairs". Although they were not from mechanical disciplines, He Taiping could barely draw these simplest devices. As for how Horn and the others would put them into reality - for example, creating those strange gears, it was not within He Taiping's consideration.

Seeing this situation, Gutland, the only one who was not assigned to the task, could not sit still. But before the demon tried to do something, He Taiping personally arrived at his residence and placed all the various gambling tools he invented on the table. Even with Gutland's experience and cunning, he could not fully identify the purpose of these items.

"Mahjong, poker, dice, Paijiu..." He Taiping reported the names of all gambling tools in one breath, then slowly stroked his chin and smiled: "I heard that demons sometimes tempt people's souls through gambling? Then, why not bet on us? The rules can't be simpler!"

Of course, Guterland had no objection to such a request. In fact, after only two hours, he played better than He Taiping. Looking at the gradually decreasing gold coins in front of him, He Taiping not only did not have anger, but nodded with a smile and said, "Very good, very powerful! From this point of view, I can feel at ease to hand over the gambling business to you!"

"Gambling house?" Gutlan repeated the word in a daze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Lord, what do you mean is to let me open a gambling house on human territory, and then..."

"That's right, but it must be after humans can accept the dungeon!" He Taiping nodded slightly. Gambling is actually a double-edged sword. In some cases, it can even become an effective way to deal with the enemy. Hearing his approval, Gutlan couldn't help but rub his palms excitedly and smiled: "I understand, sir, I will make you 200% satisfied! I, do you need a soul? In addition to gold coins, I can also win some souls for you to come back!"
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