Amidst the cheers of the players, the sea monsters who fled in embarrassment looked back and sped up in fear.

Although I knew that humans like to eat the meat of monsters, they have never seen such a scene of dismemberment on the spot. The legendary sea monsters feel that they are still young and do not want to gain such knowledge.

The demigod sea turtle, on the other hand, said nothing, passed by Bex who was watching, and directly hugged him and swam towards the deep sea together.

Spencer stood up and said to several archmages: "You can go out too! Just come back during your break.

I want to discuss the arrangements for the undead with His Majesty the King."

Several archmages went out hesitantly. They wanted to meet the king a few more times and make an impression.

Spencer waited indifferently until they stepped out and then closed the door neatly. He felt that William must be watching the live broadcast of the Dead now, and he didn't know what he would say, so it was better not to let outsiders hear.

"Naven, I think about it." William's first sentence after getting through the call left Spencer speechless, "So many delicious things!"

"Please remember your identity." Spencer said reluctantly.

"Ha! You can eat it yourself, so you don't care about your poor cousin?" William said exaggeratedly.

"If you want me to leave you a piece of food, just say so!" Spencer finally succeeded, "You're not afraid of someone poisoning you!"

"Dear Naven!" William said in a long tone, "There is no poison that is effective against the gods in this world.

Of course, if the abyss were entered in a big way, I wouldn't dare.

I have to save more food quickly before the door opens."

"I know, I will leave you a copy." Spencer admitted his defeat honestly, there was no point in arguing with William about this.

"Do you have to decide on the merit recognition of the undead?" Spencer asked, "The reputation here is growing so fast, and there are so many people, it gives me a headache, how do I keep statistics?

Besides, just counting the ones with the highest reputation doesn’t seem to be enough, some people have been resurrected many times.”

"Ah, you don't have to worry about this." William said simply, "The space-time balance you have has a little bit of divine power added to it. It has very strong calculation capabilities. It will make statistics directly."

"When did you do it?" Spencer was surprised, "No wonder you didn't send the bishop over!"

"What kind of bishop should you send!" William said nonchalantly, "The Church of Time and Space doesn't need to be so troublesome. With so many positions and powers, who can be as powerful as God?

We don’t live by faith!

Under the scale, all living beings are equal.

No matter who you are, your devotion to God is better than doing more good deeds.

Your place is the most dangerous place in Salar, how could I let you face it alone.

Moreover, the goddess of literature and art also keeps her divine power in her side hall."

Spencer was speechless for a moment, as if he was firmly protected.

"Ah! Wait until tomorrow morning, the scale will give the result, then you can go to the church to see for yourself!" William said impatiently, "I don't have time to talk nonsense to you! They have already started to divide the meat!"

As William resolutely cut off the contact, Spencer also turned to look at the tablet. Finally, he couldn't control himself and quietly slipped back to the ground, opening the big screen of the Lord's Mansion.

He was too embarrassed to go and see it live, couldn't he see it more clearly?

"The defensive knights will come first!" the commander's excited voice sounded, "and then the priests.

Other groups will be ranked according to my damage statistics!

Here comes the leader!"

Spencer listened strangely, didn't the warlock with the most powerful attack power receive preferential treatment?

Mages are generally the first allocators of resources.

The logic of the undead has always been incompatible with this world.

The commander stood on a temporary high platform. Under the platform was a large marble floor that had been specially flattened.

On the ground that had been cleaned repeatedly with purification techniques, mountains of fish meat were emitting an alluring light.

"This meat! The best ones are in every pile. But how good it is depends on your own taste!" the conductor said with a smile, "I asked a chef who specializes in seafood to cut it up! There is absolutely no difference.

It’s big, but if you defend the Knights, you can get an extra small portion, as well as a large portion from the leftovers next to it!

The pastor only has a large portion of scraps!

After all, knights died too many times today! Without their performances, we wouldn’t be able to keep so much seafood!

As for other groups, you should divide your portion and then wait to buy the rest with the individual people who are not in a group.

Of course it’s not expensive, mainly to buy the utensils for today’s carnival dinner!

Fireworks! Beach! Great meal!

What are you waiting for! Let’s get started!”

Spencer looked at the conductor and ordered some familiar undead to go and clean up the beach.

Most of the mages in their city are of the water type and the metal type, and there are only a few who are of the water type and the earth type.

Therefore, he was somewhat impressed by these few who also majored in soil.

Is this a plan to clean up the beach?

Spencer hoped that the archmages in his territory would be smart enough to help.

If they still plan to hide in the magic tower, care nothing about anything, and have no friendship with the undead, William will probably send them to Obastian soon.

Spencer had long realized that the mages and knights who could not keep up with the situation had gradually been sent to Obastian.

As the civilians in the north have gradually moved to the vicinity of the capital, Obastian's professionals will almost have no targets to exploit. Those who react by then will not be able to squeeze into the capital.

Circled!

There are always fools who think that there will be no problem if the legends remain. Haven’t legends who still have worldly desires already arrived in the capital?

Spencer watched as the piles of meat on the ground dwindled, and the players took out an ingredient box and put it away.

He thought of Fran's grandson again. He didn't expect that he was really a warlock, and a nature type. He really didn't expect that he was a very powerful alchemist.

Just like this kind of vacuum box made from space crystal fragments, it can hold a lot, keep fresh, and is not expensive. William's alchemy factory made huge profits as soon as it was produced.

It is said that William paid a large sum of money to buy out the method of making this kind of box, and collected all the space crystals there.

William even sneaked back halfway and dug a lot by himself to make up for the bill.

After thinking about it, diverting his attention, and almost drooling, Spencer finally saw the end.

The conductor who collected the money was soft-handed and laughed loudly: "Oh! I didn't expect that not even a piece of meat was left! Even the fish skin was sold out.

But yes, except for the bluefin tuna, the two are squid and sea bass, and they are both delicious!"

He turned around and asked a few questions, then spoke again: "The beach has been tidied up!

We built a food street next to it!

There is a box here with assigned stall numbers. Anyone who wants to set up a stall is asked to draw it yourself!

Of course, we reserved the best seat for our own seafood pot! Just bring your bowl and you can grab a bowl!

This is our thank you gift to everyone as permanent residents of this city."

Spencer watched as he called dozens of big family patriarchs to come over for support. They were discussing something, probably dividing the money so they could go shopping.

The picture on the tablet began to move, and finally stayed at the top of the food court. The undead, who were quick at it, had already begun to cook a feast.

The camera scanned the entire street and found that most of them were still cleaning fish. Finally, it stopped in front of the giant cauldron in the middle.

"This is the hot pot that we Wenjian Tianxia Youth Tour specially ordered from Hill!" A clear female voice sounded, and she said very proudly, "The octopus was originally intended to be a seafood that everyone can eat together.

The pot is here, but it’s a pity that it’s not that big!

Although the octopus balls are also delicious, life is incomplete without seafood hotpot!

Sure enough, as long as you are prepared, you can make a big difference!"

She paused, not knowing what she was looking at, and suddenly said anxiously, "No! Although the young master is the gang leader, he doesn't care about our affairs!

When this family was first established, not many people from the university town came to play, so they all joined in!

When most people came in, they all followed the footsteps of their predecessors and had no idea what happened back then!

Moreover, the young master and the people from the art school have nothing in common with our ocean universities, chef schools and the like."

She paused for a second and then continued to answer, "The young master must be here! He just doesn't want to take care of things! He directly joined the Defense Knights.

Such an interesting thing, how could he not come!

We Wenjian almost mobilized all the troops!"

Her camera pointed directly at the huge seafood pot: "Your focus is so strange! Shouldn't this be the most important thing? Have you seen those chefs beside the pot?

Those are the teachers in our school, all of them are masters!

Although the seafood in this world is bigger, it is no different from our world!

It tastes the same, just tastier.

A lot of teachers from our school come here, and this is a top-notch ingredient that is rare to be able to cook all the time!”

The seafood pot in the lens is already shrouded in mist. In the gurgling soup, there are huge fish bones, frozen tofu, dried tofu, kombu, Chinese cabbage and sea cabbage.
To be continued...