Chapter 1175 The bathroom of death (seeking a monthly ticket)
The far north.
Between the snow-capped mountains and on the wild land, a majestic city has risen.
This is Oldham.
The midday sun crossed the ridges of the mountain peaks and shined light into the valleys, illuminating most of the city.
After continuous construction, this new city has become quite large.
The city is surrounded by high stone walls.
The city wall is several meters wide, and two carriages can pass side by side. Dark knights in black armor patrol back and forth on the city top day and night.
Several simple and straight streets run through the entire city, dividing the city into several different areas.
If you look down from the air, you will find that each area has the same layout, with a large warehouse-like house in the center surrounded by a circle of small houses.
And the entire city was centered on that eerie temple and radiated to all sides. It was like a huge and complicated magic circle.
Most of those buildings have been completed, and there are no barbarians working hard on them.
But on one side of the mountain wall, those barbarians were like ants on icing sugar, clinging to it blackly, constantly digging holes into the mountain wall.
Countless iron tools struck the rocks, making a clanging noise.
Due to the extremely crude construction conditions, from time to time, someone would slip and fall off the mountain wall, letting out a scream with a long tail and falling like a stone, but then the scream would suddenly stop.
But despite this, those people who are immersed in work have a blank look on their faces. They don't care about it at all, and they have no ability to care.
They can only continue to work like machines under the whips and scoldings of the supervisors. Until one day, death comes. Only then can they be relieved.
This city has swallowed too much blood, sweat and corpses of the barbarians, but despite this, they still cannot live here in this city built by their own hands.
These barbarians still live by the river valley, in cold shacks that are as simple and cold as concentration camps. They linger there and suffer miserably.
Every day, people die due to poor living conditions, and are then taken away by corpse collectors. Every day, the corpse collection truck is full, with stiff and cold human bodies piled on top. It's like piles of strange-shaped wood.
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A dark cloud of misery hangs over this hell on earth.
The sunshine in February has gradually brought a warm atmosphere. Lying in the sun and basking leisurely is undoubtedly the most comfortable enjoyment for the poor in this season.
In places that have been exposed to the sun, the thick snow and ice have begun to melt little by little.
But in the mountains, the accumulation of ice and snow ranges from several feet to dozens of feet to hundreds of feet deep. It will take at least two months for the ice and snow to completely melt away and reveal a passable road.
Unlike those barbarians with tragic fate, at this time, under the warm sunlight, Goblin Silver Light was enjoying this rare sunshine to his heart's content.
He was wrapped in thick fur, lying on a chair made of wooden boards. He opened his clothes and kept rummaging around inside with his hands, as if he was searching for something.
"Aha~!" Yin Guang suddenly exclaimed happily, and then the index finger and thumb of his right hand worked together to pinch a corner of the clothes, and then slowly took out the finger.
He slowly raised his finger to his eyes, faced the sun in the sky, squinted his eyes, and looked proudly at the black spot in the middle of his finger.
If you look carefully, you will find that it is a flea the size of a soybean. Although it is pinched by the silver light, the tenacious little creature is still struggling.
The goblin laughed. Then he stuffed the flea into his mouth without hesitation, and bit it hard with his teeth. Then he heard a soft "click" sound coming from the gap between the teeth.
The goblin couldn't help but be startled, and then bit hard again, but this time no sound was heard.
He was immediately disappointed: it took him a long time to catch this big one, but the result was still not as loud as the one he caught yesterday.
Yin Guang sighed in disappointment, smacked his mouth... uh, smacked his mouth, then stretched his neck, swallowed hard, and said to himself: "Grandma, you piece of shit. How dare you eat me?
I want to eat you too~!"
When he spoke, he was fierce and full of energy.
It has been a full month since I arrived here, and Goblin Silver Light's originally thin and yellow cheeks have become round and rosy.
The fur on his body is no longer the kind of shriveled and bare rotten dog skin, but thick bear skin, which shines brightly in the sun and dazzles the human eye.
Each of the ten fingers was wearing a thick gold ring, and around his neck was an extremely thick gold chain, like a dog chain.
Even his fragile and thin ears were hung with the same thick and heavy gold rings, pulling his ears down.
It can be seen that Yinguang has been doing really well this month.
But if Yin Guang had to choose, he would rather go back to Nai'an.
Compared with the barbarians, the life he lived here was like heaven and earth. But this kind of life, compared with the life he had before, was also a world of difference.
Not to mention anything else, as far as personal hygiene is concerned, there have been no fleas on his body in the past two years since he joined the CIA. But now, these terrible little creatures have reappeared on his body. It makes him feel very uncomfortable.
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He squinted his eyes, looked at the sky, and found that it was not yet time for lunch, so he lowered his head again, intending to continue rummaging, making sure to set a new record and find a flea with a louder bite than yesterday.
At this time, several people wrapped in black robes walked out of the houses on the street. They even wore black hoods on their heads, completely covering their faces.
When they passed by Goblin Silver Light, the goblin felt a gloomy aura emanating from them. He couldn't help but shuddered and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at them.
These people didn't even look at the goblins, holding different bottles and cans in their hands, and walked into the temple in the center of the city without saying a word.
Goblin Silver Light looked at their backs and watched them leave. He knew that these people were all dark mages, and they seemed to have been tinkering with a complicated thing. All the dark mages in the camp were busy with this.
Although Yin Guang once wanted to inquire about the actions of the dark mages, those dark mages were very tight-lipped. Yin Guang was also afraid of exposing himself, so he did not dare to ask more questions. He just knew that something must have happened in the city.
He had heard a terrible legend, which was widely circulated among the barbarians. It was said that there was a large bathhouse built at the back, and hard laborers were driven there to take a bath every day.
However, they never came out after they went in. No one knows where they went.
Only the empty shacks can prove that these people once existed. But these shacks will soon be filled by new barbarians.
Therefore, even if you want to count the number of people who have disappeared because of this, it is extremely difficult.
At this moment, a loud horn sound was suddenly heard.
Immediately afterwards, the city gate of Oldham that had not been opened for a long time suddenly opened slowly.
Led by several dark mages, a group of dark knights escorted the barbarians tied into a bunch and walked into the city of Aldheim.
Among them were men and women, old people and children. They were all in ragged clothes, with sallow complexions and thin bodies. They looked like they had suffered a lot.
Yinguang sighed and thought to himself, another tribe was taken over by the dark mages, but here comes the business.
The goblin looked up and saw that walking at the front of the team was, as expected, the wretched barbarian Huck.
He was still wearing the suit and coat he brought back from humans, riding on a horse triumphantly. Because it had not been washed for a long time, the suit was dark, dirty and hard, like a piece of armor. It had been worn out for a long time.
Can't see the original color.
After Huck entered the city, he abandoned his prisoners and ran straight towards the direction of the silver light of the goblin.
After seeing Yin Guang, he waved his arms happily and shouted while running: "Hi, Yin Guang. I'm back."
It was like meeting an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time.
Goblin Yinguang lay on the chair, moved his buttocks, and said lazily: "Oh, I'm back."
Although Huck is a barbarian, his brain is extremely bright. Seeing that Silver Light is highly valued by the dark mages, and it is far above him, he naturally knows what to do.
Therefore, since the return of the Ruman Empire, Huck's attitude towards Uncle Yinguang has changed, completely different from before.
In the past, Master Huck was the master, and the goblin Silver Light was the servant. Now Huck is like a servant, showing great hospitality in front of Silver Light.
Huck sat down next to Yin Guang, took out the black clothes from his pocket, and could no longer see his original color - he looked like a cultured man, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead gracefully, and said: "This trip is really...
It’s so frustrating, do you know how far we ran?”
"How far?" Goblin Silver Guang squinted his eyes and replied feebly, as if he didn't care about the topic at all.
"What the hell, we've been running all the way to Simiklian," Huck slapped his thigh and yelled carelessly: "It's already to the east, and we'll reach the Ice Sea if we go any further. It takes ten seconds to go back and forth.
Eight days, but I’m so exhausted.”
Silver Light nodded, because there were no barbarian tribes within a few hundred miles nearby. In order to plunder the population, they had to run farther. At this moment, there were almost 100,000 barbarians in the city.
Huck leaned into the goblin's ear and said proudly and excitedly: "I got some good things again. Next time we go to humans, we can exchange for some good goods.
However, Yin Guang didn't seem very interested and said absently: "Well, okay, wait until next time."
Huck didn't notice Yin Guang's perfunctory attitude and said enthusiastically: "I'll change the money again. I'll bring more clothes and their bread. Can you imagine that their bread is actually made of white flour? It's really
His grandma’s food is delicious…”
As he spoke, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth involuntarily.
Yinguang sneered and said: "It's rare to see it, but it's weird."
Huck scratched his head angrily, and when he was about to speak, a dark figure stood in front of them.
Yin Guang raised his head and saw Flint with a cold face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. His eyes were looking at them without a trace of emotion, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Master wants to see you. Come with me."
The goblin's heart suddenly tightened. Ever since he returned from the Ruman Empire last time, the lord of Aldheim, the lich Herod, had left the goblin alone.
Although the treatment of goblins has risen several levels since then, and it is the same as that of dark mages, but this state of doing nothing has made Yinguang secretly anxious. Yinguang clenched his fists, and his palms were full of sweat in nervousness, and followed Fu
Lint walked into the temple in the center of the city.
It was still dark and gloomy here as usual, and a ghost-like howl came from nowhere. Goblin Silver Light felt that his hair was about to stand on end.
Although I have only been here twice, I will definitely never forget this feeling.
Flint led them straight through the front hall and to the back half of the temple.
Yin Guang lowered his head, and suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.
"The conversion rate is still unsatisfactory." A voice as hoarse as a rag said.
"The equipment here is too crude."
"We also need a new batch of test subjects."
"Ask the bathroom to send another batch of people over."
A cold feeling rose up from Yin Guang's heart. It spread throughout his whole body instantly. Yin Guang couldn't help but shivered and looked at the door in front of him in horror.
Although he already knew that the dark mages would not let go of the corpses of barbarians, when he heard it with his own ears, Yin Guang understood that they were killing people in a planned and organized manner and using the corpses of barbarians for experiments.
Flint opened the door, bent down and walked in respectfully, with the goblin following closely behind him.
There were only a few green lights on the walls in the room, like will-o'-the-wisp lights. It illuminated the backs of a few people. They surrounded the city, with a few bottles placed on the table in the middle.
A pungent stench came out of the bottle.
Herod, who was sitting among the crowd, seemed very happy and said: "Ah, you are here. Friends, please allow me to introduce Flint and Mr. Silverlight."
"A goblin?" The black shadow next to Herod said dissatisfied: "I've seen it before, Herod, you actually believe in a lowly, stupid and dirty goblin."
Herod pressed his hand down and said: "I have to say, my friend, your racial prejudice is too serious. A mouse also has its uses, let alone a goblin.
Mr. Yinguang has proven his loyalty with actions."
"How do you prove it? Rolling dice?" the voice said teasingly.
Herod said calmly: "This goblin successfully broke into the Ruman Empire. The Prime Minister of the Ruman Empire even personally appointed him as the intelligence chief of the barbarians."
"Uh..." Everyone around the table made surprised sounds, and they were all silent for a while.
Herod smiled proudly and said: "He has obtained a vital piece of information. Our enemy, the Ruman Empire, will launch an unprecedented large-scale attack on the barbarians deep in the snow-capped mountains in three months."
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Gentlemen, this will be the key to our victory."
"Is it accurate?" someone asked cautiously.
"Of course," Herod said firmly, "It's quite accurate. Mr. Yinguang got a war plan drawn up by the Prime Minister of the Ruman Empire, which detailed the enemy's preparations."
"Great~!" Several shadows said excitedly: "Herold, I didn't expect you to hide such a skill. You are much better than that arrogant Edwood."
Hearing the name Edwood, Herod couldn't help snorting and said disdainfully: "What did that arrogant idiot do again?"
"When I came, Edwood took the things he snatched from an enemy's alchemy research institute and asked for credit from the high priest. He said it was a world-shattering discovery, haha..."
Several people chuckled and said, "Edwood is really confused. Human alchemy is simply a child's play."
Herod frowned, but his heart was not so relaxed.
Although he and Edwood are not against each other, the two have always been in a competitive relationship, competing for the position of the number one person under the High Priest of the Undead.
But Herod knew that Edwood was not a fool. On the contrary, that family member, despite their arrogance, was quite smart.
"This means I must succeed." Herod secretly warned himself in his heart that a glorious victory over the Ruman Empire would be enough to ensure his status among the Liches. This is something that cannot be compared to any valuable information that Edwood contributed.
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Herod looked at the goblin silver light and said: "I want you to go back to Ruman to get their detailed war plan.
How many troops they plan to use, when they will start, where they will start, and where their target is, you must have all this information."
Goblin Silver Light secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: I can finally leave this hellish place.
Then he replied respectfully: "Yes, Master, I will try my best."
"It's not about trying your best," Herod said sternly: "It's about absolutely succeeding. If you do it, after victory, the count and the baron will not be a problem. I can guarantee this.
But if you fail, I will let you know what will happen to you.
Flint, show him we're dealing with escapees."
"Yes," Flint responded respectfully.
Herod said: "I will send you more manpower and give you everything you need. The premise is that you must succeed.
I’ll give you one day and you can set off tomorrow.”
Then Herod waved his hand, and Flint led the goblin out of the room, then glanced at the goblin and said, "Follow me."
He led the goblin directly to the area behind the temple, and walked into a house that was completely enclosed on all sides. A large pit was dug deep into the room. There was a pool of dark brown sewage in the pit, which was emitting steaming mist, but it didn't look like it.
Like heat.
A pungent and spicy smell hit his face, and Yin Guang couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose. However, Flint enjoyed the taste and took a deep breath with a happy expression.
The iron door at the bottom of the wall opened in a flash, and the Dark Knight came in pressing a group of barbarians. Most of them were covered in bruises, and some of them were carried by two people.
The Dark Knight pushed them and drove them toward the pool in the house. Even though they didn't know what black water was, the barbarians were frightened and screamed and struggled desperately.
The Dark Knight finally became impatient and kicked them down several times. Several barbarians screamed and fell into the black water.
They let out a burst of heart-piercing screams, which pierced Yin Guang's heart. Black-gray smoke appeared from the barbarians as if they were being ignited. They struggled desperately in the water, trying to break out of the black water, but were blocked by the side.
The Dark Knight kicked him back mercilessly.
The skin and flesh of these people melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like blood encountering hot water. Goblin Silver Light felt a spasm in his stomach and couldn't help but vomited out in disgust.
Flint grabbed Silver Light's collar and picked him up, facing the pool where the barbarians were struggling and screaming, and said: "This is the first process we use to create elite skeleton soldiers. We call it drying.
If you don't work hard for me, this is what will happen to you.
Of course, I will also reduce the concentration of the solution by four-fifths, so that you can soak in it for three days without dying. Just think about the feeling of watching yourself melt little by little."
Goblin Silver Light could only shake his head desperately.