Gaji's plan is very well done, comprehensive in content, and very personal. When Lang read it, he would give it a thumbs up and give it at least an 8. He is worthy of the position of deputy captain.
However, in response to the other party's request, Bailang of course chose to say: "No!"
So Bai Lang interrupted: "Wait a minute, isn't the one in your hometown 'Germa 66'? How come it became 666? Are you deceiving me?"
The vice-captain's enthusiastic and excited state was suddenly interrupted. After being stunned for a moment, he continued to introduce enthusiastically: "New life and new atmosphere coincided with the gathering of 666 house elves this time, which immediately aroused my nostalgia.
Decided to start a new life with 'Jerma Domestic Fighting Elf 666'!"
Lang showed admiration and affirmed his progressive spirit: "The idea is very good, the plan is also great, and he is very energetic! Remember to continue next time, but forget it this time."
"What?!" The vice-captain felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his wild blond hair stood up in shock.
Lang said calmly: "I will preside over this sacrifice upgrade ceremony."
Gaji quickly asked: "Wait, why did it become a sacrifice?"
Lang: "Didn't we agree at the beginning that the house elves would be used as materials to be cast into the [Salted Fish]?"
"Yes, but that is just an exaggerated adjective. And there is a detailed description in my plan. The county organizes them to permanently expand the capacity of the cabin, then clear their brains, and then refine it into..."
Bai Lang interrupted: "No need to say any more, I have a more perfect way, that is to hold a gorgeous funeral, sacrifice them collectively to the [Big Salted Fish], and use the boat as a coffin to completely save their lives.
Perfectly integrated. In this way, not only can the benefits be maximized, but there will also be no risk of 'overloading and penalty'. Because the 666 elves have truly integrated with the ship, regardless of each other."
Jiazhi opened his mouth unwillingly: "But..."
Bailang waved his hand: "No but! Your [666 Combat Elf] is obviously trying to get a side effect. In addition to expanding its capacity, you also want to obtain a group of combat assistants, servants, and waiters. Even if you have a 90% chance of passing the level, it is still 10%
The risk of being intercepted by the park. But my method is seamless and 100% passed."
Gaji opened his mouth angrily: "But..."
"No but, wasn't the biggest feature of your 'Germa 66' back then, the clone army? Why bother with 666 elves? Let's do this, when the [Big Salted Fish] is upgraded this time, I will give it to you
Enough experimental equipment and space, build a replicator factory, unlimited violent troops. Carp factor, combat uniforms can be added as you wish."
Lang thought for a while: "As for the way to avoid the crew, I have also thought of it. Before you return to the paradise, you will only retain 60 crew members, and throw all the over-produced biological weapons and clones into the [Seafood City] for disposal.
Drop it. During the return period, focus your energy on research and product upgrades, and at the same time save production raw materials. After the next round of missions starts and arrives, then go all out to attack the troops."
"this……"
After hearing Lang's promise, Gaji was suddenly moved. He started the "666 Elf Face Project" just to prove his talents and get important tasks. At the same time, he accumulated a group of high-quality cannon fodder, regained power, and regained his original dominance.
The feeling of being a boss in Beihai.
Bailang's proposal completely satisfied his vanity. A larger laboratory, an exclusive clone factory, unlimited troops, and a complete garbage recycling and product upgrade system.
Most importantly, the tall, handsome and tall 'Germa Clone Warrior' is much more attractive than the short, skinny 'House Elf'.
If you could choose 'Kaido-sensei' as the face of the game, who would choose 'house elf' as the main unit?
Considering that if he didn't want to be laid off and replaced by someone else, he would have no choice but to give in for the rest of his life. So Jia Zhi reluctantly said: "Okay, Boss, you are right! When will the sacrifice ceremony start? I'll do it.
Cooperate with you."
"It's better to choose a different day than to hit it, let's take it today. You go and pick up all 666 elves and bring them to the lakeside, then clear the place and build a large stage. Park the [Salted Fish] on the shore, and everyone
The crew should not stay on the ship, but watch the ceremony from the side of the stage."
"Are there any other requests? As far as I know, the effect of the [Enthusian] funeral ceremony will continue to increase as the number of spectators increases. Do you need to invite the students from Hogwarts?"
Lang shook his head: "No need at all, I have already arranged a global simultaneous online broadcast."
“The boss is wise!”
…
In the afternoon, the cold wind blew by the Forbidden Forest Lake. The lake had frozen, and a shadow continued to expand and rise, eventually breaking the ice, revealing the [Big Salted Fish], which was about 100 meters long, cigar-shaped, and covered with water plants and barnacles.
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Suddenly, hundreds of insect limbs gathered on both sides of the submarine unfolded, inserted into the bottom of the lake, and lifted the heavy hull above the water. Then it moved laterally like a crab, climbed up the lake shore, and then ran aground.
Less than 10 meters away from the [Big Salted Fish], there is a large stage. Not far from the stage, 666 house elves wearing new clothes, holding a bouquet of flowers, and confused faces, are fighting against each other.
They huddled together and shivered in the cold wind.
At the front of the stage, Bai Lang occupies the C position, flanked by Salve in a princess dress and Jack in a boy's children's suit. Behind them is a group of girlfriends who look like they are watching the fun. In addition, they have been receiving psychological counseling from Bai Lang.
Dean Snape also came to greet me.
Afterwards, several school staff members who were specially following and supervising Bai Lang, as well as two other contractors who were hired together, also came with great interest.
Although they didn't know much about Bailang, the global live broadcast of the large-scale entertainment sacrifice ceremony led by the cemetery's senior contractors sounded very gimmick, and it could be used as a talking point for future bragging, so they naturally wanted to attend the event in person.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With so many people coming to watch the ceremony, Lang will naturally not refuse. Because every more person who 'witnesses' can add another dimension to this 'ceremony'
A small weight. The higher the status of the witness and the stronger the strength, the heavier this weight will be.
So Lang waved his hand, and the little Jack on the left immediately snapped his fingers, and the Noble Phantasm [Foot City] slowly unfolded, and a group of fragrant and spicy dark red mist suddenly spread by the lakeside, followed by a group of short figures.
The flash of rustling attracted everyone's attention.
You can vaguely see small skeletons similar to 'house elves' walking through the fog of the red soup, setting up tables and chairs, and taking out the freshest top-quality ingredients and fruits from the [Fog City].
,drinks.
When everything was done, the [Fog City] dissipated, leaving only tables of steaming shabu-shabu, waiting for guests to take their seats.
Bailang: "What about a funeral, where is the most soulful part of the feast missing? Everyone, please excuse me, the ceremony is about to begin. You can enjoy the delicious food while enjoying it."
The coward and the others immediately grabbed the best seats skillfully, opened the beers and drinks, and started eating in a familiar manner. The others looked at each other in confusion, and finally took their seats with a bit of embarrassment and jerkiness.
I didn’t expect Mr. Outland to be so professional? It seems that he has already done this. (Lang: To be honest, I have done it hundreds of times.)
While little Jack was professionally setting up the table, the hatch above the Salted Fish was also opened. Gaji led crew members from different worlds (Pirates, Fuyuki, this world), as well as a civet cat, and an undead (Black Tiger A
Fu) went ashore together and walked straight to the vacant seat.
Within two nautical miles of the [Salted Fish], the crew can move freely.
Seeing that everyone had started eating, Lang looked at the confused, excited, expectant, and nervous house elves, and then murmured to himself: "For a funeral, there must be hot pot, seats, and of course music. Fu Fu"
,band!"
At this time, Little Fufu standing on the right snapped her fingers, and a group of little mushroom people rushed out from [Baotou Township]. With the blessing of [DJ Priest] from their own [Evil Spirit. Baichuan Genius], they summoned 'Fuguiwan'
'The usual laser light ball was used, and then the power of evil spirits was used to manifest a disc player, and noisy and exciting music sounded by the lake.
There was food, drink and dynamic electronic music. Although this combination was very weird, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
The little mushrooms are all social gangsters. They have no shyness or fear of society at all. They don't care about the feelings of the audience behind them, and just mind their own business.
They shouted excitedly and cheered: "Oh, oh, oh, don't go to school!", "Finally no need to study!", "I'm not going to study today, I want to play as much as I want!", "Get excited, let's rock together!",
"Punch me!", "99 big mudra!"
Each of these little fungus men held a musical instrument (suona, gong, drum) and started playing. They either carried baskets and scattered paper money, or rode paper cars and ran on their legs, or held up boys and girls and started chasing and fighting.
He ran rampant between the seats and kept throwing wedding candies to the audience.
The 666 house elves who were involved had not received any notice before and had only focused on practicing the [Invisible Telescopic Spell].
At this moment, I was pulled to the lake for a drink, and my heart was filled with curiosity and envy as I looked at the group of little mushrooms that were only as big as a palm, but looked like fierce dogs out of their cages.
The audience who saw this scene felt even more subtle. It clearly had all the elements of a 'funeral' and even hung white cloths to heighten the atmosphere, but why did it look so much like a 'wedding'? It was too lively and cheerful, right?
The coward who knows Bailang best was observing and commenting at the same time: "In my opinion, Brother Lang is going to be happy and mourning this time! Use the cheerful atmosphere to resolve the resentment in the elf's heart, so as to achieve the perfect enchantment effect."
Hearing the coward's comment, the contractor who came to watch the ceremony at the next table asked curiously: "So you understand it well?"
The timid girl put down her butcher knife and held her hand in front of him: "I'm just not talented, my main profession is [Feng Shui Master], I specialize in weddings and weddings, fortune telling, exorcism and naming of corpses, and ghost houses... This is my contractor number. I will encounter you in future missions."
If you have any difficulties, you can consult me.”
While the coward was chatting and laughing over there, Bai Lang was not calm. He listened to the noisy death rock music behind him, frowned slightly, and looked at the group of still living house elves, thinking about how to carry out the funeral ceremony.
'Maximize benefits.
This ‘funeral’ is different from any other one in the past. There are two major difficulties:
First of all, there are no dead people, and the protagonists are all alive. This is a great test of the [Encoffiant Master]'s skills, because there are no corpses to bury!
After all, most of the embalmers, Taoist priests, and monks in Lang are only proficient in burying the dead. They have zero experience in how to send away the living without any resentment. The Aztecs are proficient in blood sacrifices.
Men are the experts.
The second difficulty lies in quantity.
The funerals that Bailang hosted in the past were all single-player modes, and he was a strong and respectable person. The remains after death can be transformed into death batteries, and a [grave generator] can be developed that can be used continuously for many years.
This time, he has to conduct a collective funeral for 666 living house elves who can't remember or want to remember their names. He can't show any evil sacrificial tendencies yet, and he has to convince and approve of the audience watching the live broadcast.
, and send a positive thought.
This is where the difficulty lies!
Looking at a group of ugly elves who had put on clean new clothes, their expressions were nervous and full of expectation, and they were whispering from time to time, Langya had the illusion that he had gone to the wrong place and arrived at a 'group wedding scene'?
He shook his head to put away the distracting thoughts and reaffirmed his faith.
Even if there is no coffin, no cemetery, no ghost house feng shui, and no dead body, he can still preside over a convincing funeral!
Then, he silently activated [Encourage Master (Soul Coffin)] as his main profession, and then selected [Pirate Captain (Salted Fish)] and [God's Favored One (Demon Pillar)] as auxiliary professions. (Master of Secret Treasures, 1
Main position, two auxiliary positions)
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the new [Virtual Profession] is loaded, the invisible momentum that Lang exudes changes, instantly giving him an unquestionable sense of 'absolute authority'.
Everyone at the scene, including the viewers watching the live broadcast online, felt that the area of several miles around had become his own stage at this moment. He dominated the rhythm of this 'funeral' and was the soul of this ceremony. Every sentence
The feeling that nothing can be doubted.
Not only that, with the blessing of [God's Favored One], Bailang gained a religious power, which added to his majestic aura. Even the chirping and jumping little mushrooms were inexplicably different.
A sense of conviction, just like a real funeral should be like this, it is a part of the ceremony.
Bailang pointed to the stage, looked at the 666 elves, and gave the order: "Go on stage!"
Without any hesitation or doubt, the elves with extremely tame nature teleported together and appeared on the huge stage.
Lang thought for a while, then changed his mind and said again: "Hand in hand!"
Although the house elves were puzzled, they still looked around and held hands with the nearest friends.
After a period of chaos, this chaotic group of house elves finally succeeded in forming a long dragon that was folded and twisted repeatedly and crumpled into a ball.
At the same time, each of them holds a bouquet of flowers in their hands, holding hands with a bouquet of flowers between them. It looks more like a cultural performance organized by a third-rate primary school.
The house elves, with flowers in their hands and new clothes on their bodies, are standing on the stage, listening to the funniest DJ, and smelling the fragrance wafting from the table.
Inexplicably, their hearts became restless, and a force surged. Suddenly, they all raised their heads proudly.
That's...positive energy!
The cowardly girl slapped her chopsticks on the table: "I'm the Olympic champion, I'm a little excited when I see it. Are we going to give out little red flowers and certificates next?"
