Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? For many people, these are philosophical questions that may take a lifetime to think about.

But it is indeed a very realistic problem for someone who is in a confused state.

After all, he was waiting for the server to be shut down in his favorite game in which he had invested a lot of time, money and energy. The next second, he found that the logout interface was gone, and he, his entire guild and all the NPCs appeared in a completely unfamiliar world.

Especially when one's identity changes from a human being with rich emotions and a lot of primitive instincts, desires and impulses to a cold undead, the feeling is very strange and indescribable.

But I don't know why, but I adapted to it in a very short time, as if it was supposed to be this way.

However, what really makes him panic is that those NPCs in the game that have no intelligence at all are now alive one by one, and have the personalities set by the players when they created them.

This is simply a terrible nightmare for a salesperson whose parents have both passed away, who has no friends in real life, who is at the bottom of society, who is often bullied by his superiors and colleagues, and who also has a bit of social phobia.

Especially when seeing those "alive" NPCs staring at me with eyes full of infinite respect, admiration and love, waiting for me to make decisions and give orders, I feel like an ant sitting on a hot pot, exuding tension and anxiety from the inside out.

After all, it is impossible for anyone to make the transition from a subordinate who only obeys orders to a superior who gives orders in a short period of time. It takes time to establish a new way of thinking and mentality bit by bit.

This is why it is not recommended in all management sciences to promote low-level employees to too high a position all at once.

Even if he is really gifted and talented.

Fortunately, the skull face without a trace of muscle or skin could not make any expression, and the eye sockets without eyeballs could only emit a faint red light.

So no matter how nervous or flustered you are, no one will notice.

In addition, the undead creatures' inherent indifference would force them to suppress all kinds of overly excited emotions, so the first level was easily passed.

Needless to say, this powerful undead spellcaster who thought he had just completed the time travel is the president of the "Ainz Ooal Gown" guild in the Tree World game. He is a player whose game character is named "Flying Squirrel" and whose real-world name is Suzuki Satoru. He is also the "Old Bones" mentioned by Zuo Si.

Because now his entire body is just like many liches that have lived for thousands of years, with only a white skeleton left.

However, there is no life box that can allow the lich to be resurrected infinitely.

The guild's base and many NPCs are collectively referred to as the "Great Tomb of Nazarick".

Although not long has passed since his descent, this old man has already demonstrated his ability to battle wits and courage with the air. He did not rush to rely on his powerful NPC group to cause trouble everywhere, but instead gave orders to cover the top of the tomb with a thick layer of soil for camouflage, and then transplanted trees and vegetation as camouflage.

After finishing all this, he sent out his cannon fodder to carefully explore the nearby terrain and confirm whether there were any possible threats.

I have to say that this guy was still sane before he started the massacre of civilians in the kingdom.

Even the bloody conquest of the Lizardmen tribe, the cruel and evil experiments using the "two-legged sheep" of the Holy Kingdom, the killing of greedy adventurers who invaded the Great Tomb, and the summoning of black goat kids to slaughter enemy soldiers in war were essentially all considerations centered on their own interests.

The only thing that makes people feel puzzling is the indiscriminate massacre of civilians when the kingdom is destroyed, as if the previous rationality and caution suddenly went offline.

In the process, they also pretended to engage in some meaningless tricks such as diplomacy, negotiation, signing agreements, one-on-one duels, and disrupting the political situation from within to cause internal strife.

Since they are going to launch an indiscriminate massacre of civilians, isn't this just a waste of time and effort to gain a legitimate excuse for the war and stand on the moral high ground to accuse the other side?

Since they don't even want living people, there is naturally no need to win the hearts and minds of the people, let alone worry about provoking civilian resistance when exercising rule after invasion and occupation.

Moreover, if it was the greedy and shameless aristocracy that angered him, what did it have to do with the common people? Anyone with a little political common sense would not make such a stupid decision.

You have to know that the common people of the kingdom have long been filled with resentment and anger towards the nobles who have been bullying and exploiting them.

By taking advantage of class contradictions and the gap between the rich and the poor, or by raising the banner of reducing heavy taxes and eliminating aristocratic exploitation, it is easy to conquer and rule an entire country.

That is why Zuo Si felt that Lao Gu was weak both in terms of his ideological realm and psychology. His political awareness and ruling methods were basically those of a kindergarten rookie, and he seriously lacked the minimum self-confidence to be a strong man.

Even if he massacred all the civilians in the kingdom, he would not deserve the title of "tyrant" or "devil king".

In contrast, look at what the old dragon Nicol Bolas did with the plane of Amonkhet.

He killed all adults without hesitation and brainwashed the gods of the entire world into tools to serve the Immortal Plan.

By distorting and tampering with history and cognition, all living beings, from mortals to gods, work hard for their own goals, and even regard it as a kind of honor and pride.

Even those beast-headed gods who were eventually killed could not escape, and were transformed into "Eternal Gods", a kind of mummified undead in the form of gods, who continued to play a role in the War of the Spark.

Nicol Bolas will take what he needs from a plane at any time if he feels the need arises.

Even if the price is that the entire world is shattered and annihilated, and all living beings die completely in pain and despair.

No excuses needed!

There is no reason for this! There will be no ridiculous diplomatic negotiations!

I am more powerful than all the people in this space and time combined, so I can naturally decide your life or death.

This is the style of a tyrant and devil.

Of course, Old Bones is currently unaware of someone’s strong contempt for him, and is observing the world through a “telephoto lens” with powerful magical powers.

Soon he discovered that a group of fully armed, suspected adventurers had encountered the undead scouts he had sent out.

However, these "scouts" are not the low-level skeletons or zombies that most people understand as fast-running and relatively fragile. Instead, they are meat-shield-type undead with an overall level of up to LV35 in the game and defense comparable to LV40 - Death Knights.

Converted into the professional level of the continent of Faerun, it is probably just above LV10.

The few highlights are that when suffering from ordinary fatal attacks, you can be forced to retain a little health to avoid being killed instantly, and when killing the enemy, you can transform it into low-level undead cannon fodder for your own side.

For most of the indigenous adventurers in this world, it is already a completely invincible terrifying monster, not to mention that there are ten of them in a team.

But the problem is that this time they encountered not indigenous adventurers, but the "Fourth Calamity" who also came from another world, and they were carefully selected elites.

Especially the extremely belligerent Archbishop of the Ancient Gods, Jack, who was eager for killing and blood. His first reaction when he saw the Death Knights was not fear or terror, but he became excited instantly and shouted at the top of his voice: "Fuck! Brothers! After wandering around in the forest for so many days, we finally caught a big fish this time. Guess how much experience points we can get by killing these undead warriors?"

"Ha! Of course I need to explain. I feel like these undead are similar to the monster bosses we encountered before. We can definitely level up if we kill them all."

Wu Sheng grinned and with extremely skilled movements he loaded an enchanted bullet into the gun chamber, ready for battle.

Next to him was an adult direwolf as big as a horse, baring its teeth and growling constantly.

Needless to say, this wolf was the animal companion he recruited in the previous world with his ranger abilities.

Although it is just an ordinary animal, it has a biological level of LV8.

Since the ranger's additional blessing for animal companions is only half of that of the druid, the level 17 ranger animal companion can only receive half of the enhancement of its own level.

But this is enough for a sharpshooter who specializes in long-range attacks.

After all, the only thing an animal companion has to do is to distract and attract the enemy's attention, buying time and a chance to shoot for the ranger's master.

由于小队中的几个人都是久经配合的战友，因此根本无需说太多的废话。

队伍中的盗贼几乎在发生遭遇的瞬间就隐没在一棵大树后面的阴影之中进入潜行状态。

术士则迅速开始吟唱咒语准备法术。

仅仅一秒钟之后战斗就爆发了。

作为一名强大的牧师，杰克对付不死生物天生就有巨大的优势。

因此他二话不说，立刻举起圣徽便对着死亡骑士释放了“斥喝不死生物”的能力。

啥？ 你问为啥不是“驱散不死生物”？ 这还用说吗？ 原因当然是这家伙的阵营为中立偏向邪恶而非善良。

毕竟他是如此的好战且嗜血，想要成为善良阵营几乎是不可能做到的事情。

再加上本人觉得控制不死生物是一件非常酷炫的事情，因此当初毫不犹豫在二选一之中选择了“斥喝不死生物”。

伴随着刺眼的神圣光芒，上一秒还无所畏惧的死亡骑士，下一秒便有好几个开始受到影响，仿佛人类看到恐怖的景象一样开始后退、逃跑。

不用问也知道，这就是高阶牧师“斥喝不死生物”的力量。

由于死亡骑士的等级只有LV10，而杰克的牧师等级在这些日子里疯狂的杀戮下已经达到了LV19，双方等级差了几乎一倍。

所以在这个世界土著居民看来几乎无法战争的可怕敌人，对于他来说只是一群可以轻易搞定的“移动经验值”。

随后大量神术包括【祝福】、【神恩】、【虔诚护盾】、【牛之力量】、【反邪恶法阵】、【神能】，以及专门针对不死生物的【毁灭武器】一个接一个亮起。

尤其是最后一个，简直堪称针对不死生物的杀手锏。

只要使用近战武器命中目标，就有很大概率无视防御、无视抗性，直接将其摧毁，哪怕是老骨头来了也不例外。

对付等级在LV10左右的亡灵基本是一下一个。

由于不是造成伤害而是从根源上将其毁灭，所以死亡骑士强制保留一点血的能力对该法术根本不起作用。

上完了BUFF，杰克立刻便召唤进阶职业【凤凰祭祀】的特殊能力，让自己从头到脚都包裹在恐怖的高温烈焰之下，狞笑着追上了一个受到“斥喝不死生物”影响、正在四处乱跑的死亡骑士，抡起战锤便将其砰的一声砸成了漫天飞舞的骨粉。

那骇人的冲击力，愣是把比自己高出一大截的敌人给打出了非常明显的浮空状态。

另外一边的神射手游侠也不甘示弱，举起心爱的炼金枪械频繁扣动扳机，将附魔子弹一颗接一颗的打进死亡骑士的体内，眨眼功夫也消灭了一个。

此时“斥喝不死生物”的效果终于消失，剩下的死亡骑士立刻一窝蜂的掉头冲过来想要发起群殴。

但就在它们刚刚聚集到一起的刹那，一颗明显使用了超魔技巧的巨大火球径直从后边术士手中飞过来，轰的一声引发了剧烈的爆炸。

可怕的高温烈焰和火光当场将好几个冲在最前边的死亡骑士连带杰克一起卷入进去。

正当坐在魔法镜子前的老骨头震惊于这群冒险者完全不顾队友死活的丧心病狂行为时，全身上下包裹在烈焰中的杰克瞬间冲出来，开启了完全舍弃防御的狂暴姿态，以令人难以置信的蛮力在不到十秒钟之内杀光了剩下所有的死亡骑士。

很显然，作为凤凰之神的大主教，他完全免疫一切形式的火焰攻击。

不仅免疫，而且还能让自己笼罩在类似四环魔法【火焰护盾】的包裹中，对附近的敌人造成持续烧伤。

所以这家伙在队伍中扮演的角色不仅是抗怪的坦克，同时还是主力伤害输出兼治疗。

眼见一队死亡骑士被摧枯拉朽般的干掉，躲在纳萨力克大坟墓里偷窥的老骨头顿时感觉自己就像是出了一身冷汗，如果他还能出汗的话。

尤其是【毁灭武器】跟“斥喝不死生物”这两个也不知道是法术还是特殊能力的玩意，让他有一种被针对了的感觉。

如果说一支异世界的土著冒险小队都有能够威胁乃至杀死自己的力量，那这个世界该有多么可怕？ “斥喝不死生物”发动瞬间那令人畏惧的神圣能量又是什么？ 神明吗？ 老骨头越想就越觉得可怕、越想就越觉得自己跟纳萨力克大坟墓正处在前所未有的巨大危机之中。

想到这，他按照自己活着时的习惯深吸了一口气，暗自下定决心要“苟”字当头，绝对不能任由那些善恶值跟自己一样高的NPC瞎搞，不然招致大规模的讨伐就死定了。

毫无疑问，这场不期而遇让老骨头对整个世界产生了极度严重的误判。

在他的强烈要求下，所有的守护者们都被强行留在公会内，未经允许绝对不可以外出。

自己则继续用魔法镜子盯着这支冒险小队，想要搞清楚他们还掌握着那些需要格外警惕的魔法和能力。

如果方便的话，最好是能找个机会接触一下，与之建立比较亲密的朋友关系，然后再想方设法从对方口中得到关于这个世界的重要情报。

但老骨头并不知道，那一队十个死亡骑士的出现，已经引起了几名精英玩家的警惕。

此时此刻，他们伪装出一副打扫战利品的样子，但实际上却在低声交谈。

“我没记错的话，这些不死生物应该是叫做死亡骑士吧？在这个世界应该属于一旦出现就会引发一座城市毁灭的怪物。难道你们不觉得它们突然出现在森林里是一件很奇怪的事情吗？”

“的确有点奇怪。毕竟森林距离王国的边境城市耶·兰提尔那么近，要是有这么多死亡骑士长期在此地徘徊，肯定会引起大规模的恐慌。冒险者公会也不可能一点消息都没有。”

“也就是说……我们碰巧赶上了任务中的BOSS降临？他和他的纳萨力克大坟墓已经来到了这个世界？”

“可能性很大！我觉得有必要向上边汇报一下，说不定能得到些意外奖励。”

“我马上准备短讯术。”

玩家群体的特性向来是说干就干。

眨眼功夫，这个消息就被传递给了待在王都的夏恩七世手中。

凭借主脑的帮助，他不费吹灰之力就定位了玩家们的位置，然后向其下达暂时撤退的指令，没过多久自己便施展传送魔法赶到现场。

通过大量侦测和预言系魔法，半巫妖很快锁定了纳萨力克大坟墓的位置跟入口，摸着下巴饶有兴致的喃喃自语道：“空间折迭技术？ 海量的高阶魔法物品和防护？

还有在一瞬间凭空出现的大量智慧生物？ 有趣，这实在是太有趣了。

也许索斯是对的，这个世界的确存在着某种像是规则性质一样的创造魔法。

否则光靠穿越可无法解释这一切。

毕竟在另外一个世界，他们只是虚拟游戏中的一串代码跟数字模型。

接下来我应该是先按照基本礼节上门拜访打个招呼呢？ 还是先装作什么都不知道，等着这个家伙自己跳出来？”

毫无疑问，尽管老骨头与纳萨力克大坟墓在这个世界人们的眼中就是不可战胜的魔王，但在夏恩七世眼里根本算不了什么。

毕竟他早就从左思那里了解过网游游戏这种地球人独有的娱乐方式，以及如何运营赚钱的基本理念。

既然是许多人要一起玩的游戏，那么就注定多少会需要考虑一下“平衡性”的问题。

尤其是可以长时间运营的游戏，通常来说平衡性都不会太离谱。

这也就意味着很多会严重影响平衡并可能让玩家造成巨大损失的道具或者魔法，必然会遭到削减乃至删除。

哪怕是存在数量也会非常非常的稀少。

比如说近乎万能的许愿术，再比如说大裂解、防死结界、静止克隆、变形万物、禁锢术、真知术等等。

这也就意味着，拥有堪称恐怖魔法防护能力的纳萨力克大坟墓实际上拥有巨大的缺陷，至少无法与大裂解跟反魔法力场对抗。

至于老骨头和那些高级NPC，拿的也都是残缺不全的施法列表。

对于一名施法者来说，法术列表的全面与否决定了其力量的上限。

Once some important magic is missing, it is very likely that you will be easily defeated by your opponent in a spell duel.

The most important thing is that Shane VII had obtained a lot of intelligence about the enemy in advance, while the enemy knew nothing about him.

Faced with such a huge information gap, if he still couldn't easily grasp the other party, he could just die and avoid the embarrassment of living.

After careful consideration, the powerful demilich quickly and silently captured several undead creatures that were scouting around, then made them into planeswalker cards, and then summoned them again and mixed them into the queue.

After receiving the summoning signal, they easily followed the large group back into the tomb.

Through the magic of shared vision, Shane VII had a panoramic view of the internal structure of the Great Tomb of Nazarick and the appearance of some of the guardians.

In the end, he chose not to show up, but instead placed some invisible magic eyes nearby and returned to the kingdom's capital.

After all, according to Zuo Si's instructions, their goal in this world is to create chaos and lure out the true dragon kings who master the original magic.

Old Bones and his Great Tomb of Nazarick were one of the tools that made all of this possible.

It would not be good if you kill it too early or scare it into hiding completely.

Let the players exercise their subjective initiative and do whatever they want.

…

Meanwhile, inside the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Bones was repeatedly showing the Guardians a scene of an entire team of Death Knights being annihilated. He asked in a pretentiously dignified voice, "Demiurge, do you have any comment on the fighting prowess shown by the native adventurers of this world?"

“The Supreme One!

According to my observation, the levels of these adventurers should not be very high, probably between level 52 and 66.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to pose any threat to the high-level guardians including me and you.

But the problem is that they seem to have mastered some very dangerous spells that can ignore the level gap and defense and cause huge damage to enemies with much higher levels than themselves.

Especially the man rushing in the front, after casting spells on his weapon, he seemed to have gained the power to kill undead creatures instantly.

This is a big threat to you, sir.

I think we should take immediate action and send at least five Guardians to capture this group of people and interrogate them to find out what these powers we don't understand are. "

The guardian of the seventh-level guardians, the high-level demon Demiurge, expressed his opinion in a serious tone.

Of course, he was not the only one who had this thought, the other guardians also showed the same expression.

Albedo echoed with a grim and gloomy expression, "That's right! Anyone who dares to threaten the safety of the Supreme Being shall die! Not to mention they are just a few lowly humans! Please allow me to lead the team myself and eliminate all threats for you."

"Just let me go! I'll suck all the blood out of them."

The true vampire ancestor Shalltear licked her lips with her tongue, a bloodthirsty light flashing in her pupils.

“Ahem… I think you guys are a little too extreme.

Don't forget that we are now in a completely unfamiliar world and know nothing about the countries, forces and powerful people here.

If we rashly take hostile action and attract an overly powerful enemy, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick will be put in danger.

This is not a wise choice.

In contrast, I prefer to first understand the general situation of the world.

Especially how many adventurers like this there are, and how many people are stronger than them. "

Seeing that this group of guardians, who exuded an evil aura from head to toe, were about to cause trouble if they disagreed with something, Old Bone suddenly felt a lot of pressure and immediately chose to stop them.

Just as he was about to say something, Demiurge suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Ah! I understand! It turns out that you have already made all the plans in advance with your unparalleled wisdom."

A series of question marks instantly popped up in Old Bones' head.

What do you understand?

How come I don't know what plan I made? In the next few minutes, Demiurge raised his head and spoke out all the ideas he had understood in a very admiring tone.

Soon, the other guardians also showed the same fanatical admiration and praised in unison: "You are worthy of being the Supreme One! Your wisdom and strategy are far beyond our reach! Under your leadership, the Great Tomb of Nazarick will surely conquer this world."

I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! Old Bone quickly denied it three times in his heart.

But the problem was that he didn't have the courage to expose his incompetence and vulnerability in front of these NPCs with independent personalities. He was afraid of being looked down upon or betrayed. He could only grit his teeth and nodded: "Yes - that's it! Our task at this stage is to explore this world first and collect as much intelligence as possible.

All actions that could lead to hostilities are prohibited.

Last but not least, keep an eye on this adventure team.

If they are in trouble, let me know immediately and I will personally help them build a good relationship with them."

After saying this, Old Bones suddenly stood up and pretended to be arrogant and cold. Then he hid in his room, rolled around on the soft big bed, and kept muttering to himself, "What should I do?"

…

On the other side, in a luxurious mansion worth a fortune in the capital of the kingdom.

Shane VII, who had just returned, was organizing the results of his research on the world's magic system in recent days, and planned to share them with Zuo Si when they met next time.

After all, he has gained a lot of knowledge and technology from the other party, and it is time to give a little back.

However, just as the half-lich cast a spell to control the feather pen to record in the notebook, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the pregnant girl who was rescued in the alley not long ago pushed open the door and walked in, saying in a slightly nervous tone: "Sir, there is a young man outside the door who wants to see you by name."

"oh?

You seem scared? Could it be that the Eight Fingers organization is here again? Didn't I just kill several assassins they sent a few days ago?

Don’t these guys fear death?”

King Shane VII raised his head and looked at the maid standing at the door with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Through the conversation, he already knew that the other person's name was Anise, and she was the daughter of an ordinary family.

Because of her beautiful looks, she was kidnapped and eventually sold to a brothel, where she became the object of rich men's desires.

The reason why she was disposed of was that she might have accidentally become pregnant with a noble's child after being toyed with for a long time.

In order to prevent his "noble" bloodline from being tainted by lowly commoners, and also to prevent any scandals such as illegitimate children, the noble paid a sum of money to let the brothel under Eight Fingers be responsible for resolving the hidden danger.

This is how the situation happened when the two of them first met.

There are at least eight hundred poor girls like Enise in the royal capital, if not a thousand.

Their lives are as short as those of fireflies, and they are completely consumable.

Moreover, this short life is even more miserable than hell, and there is no hope at all.

Especially those "guests" of noble status, they often use violence and beatings to satisfy their dark desires.

Some may even be tortured to death by perverts the first time they are violated.

So after becoming a maid, Anise was very scared for a long time, fearing that she would be caught by the other party.

But after four waves of assassins from Eight Fingers died silently in the yard, including some well-known mercenaries in the underworld, she gradually felt a little safer and even smiled faintly from time to time.

But now, the girl was obviously afraid again.

This undoubtedly made Shane VII very unhappy, and he even had the idea of ​​uprooting the Eight Finger Organization.

You have to know that Enise is now under his protection, and this situation is undoubtedly a slap in his face.

The pregnant girl obviously sensed the suppressed anger under her master's calm appearance, and hurriedly shook her head and explained, "No, it's not Eight Fingers. It's just that his eyes and expression are very obscene. The way he looked at me was like those lustful prostitutes, but he didn't do anything indecent."

"Vulgar? Lewd?"

Shane VII seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. He whispered, "Bring him up to see me."

"clear."

Enise nodded slightly, then hurried down the stairs.

About a few minutes later, she brought in a young man who was covered in a black cloak with a high bulge on his back that was hiding something.

"Ah—I knew it was you."

Looking at the face that looked exactly like Zuo Si, Xia En VII held his forehead and let out a helpless sigh.

It goes without saying that the person who came was the diary that had just been "reborn".

Since the main brain can monitor all players, when the two floating cities encountered a team of death knights, they received the news at the same time.

The floating city of Plantia has even entered a second-level combat readiness state, ready to conduct cross-time and space teleportation at any time.

"Hey! Don't look so disgusted! I'm here to help you!"

There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in the diary's tone.

He accepted being disliked by his master, after all, there was indeed a big gap between their private lives.

But the question is, why did Sean VII despise you? Decades before you turned into a lich, you had a huge harem of thousands of people. From angels to demons, which races have you not played with?

"No, it's not disdain, it's just that you came a little too early."

Shane VII obviously understood the subtext of the diary and realized that he was indeed not qualified in this regard, so he decisively chose to change the subject.

"morning?"

The diary blinked in confusion.

"Enise, please step back first."

King Shane VII waved to his maid, and the following conversation was obviously not something she wanted to hear.

"As you wish."

Just as the girl knelt down and was about to turn around and leave, the diary suddenly came close and sniffed the other person's perfume like an old rogue, and then exclaimed with enjoyment on his face.

"Ah! This is the smell of lilies.

Although it is light, it makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

Hello, beauty.

If it's convenient, how about we find a place to discuss the origin and mystery of life later? Don't worry, I have special skills in this regard, and it won't hurt you or your baby. "

I have to say, since he chose not to be a human being, this guy's behavior in some aspects has become more and more outrageous.

Even though Anise had seen many perverts when she was forced to sell her body, she was still terrified and immediately turned around and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

However, after she ran to the kitchen and calmed down, she slowly realized that the pervert just now seemed a little different from the perverts she had encountered before.

At least there was only pure lust in the diary's eyes, and no other twisted, morbid malice.

And there was no physical contact, everything remained at the verbal stage, and there was no attempt to force herself through the relationship with Shane VII.

Although he is also a pervert, at least he is a gentleman among perverts.

At this moment, in the room on the second floor, Shane VII was staring at the diary with a very strange look, as if saying "You even don't let pregnant women go? You're such a beast."

But the diary obviously didn't care about these, and sat down on the chair carelessly, and reported directly: "The cross-time and space portal leading to this world has been built.

I have launched a satellite to connect to the psychic signal and a matching magic crystal tower.

Hundreds of thousands of players can rush in at any time and become your bargaining chips to mess up the world.

Now, if you just nod, I can start building a spellcasting environment covering the entire continent.

So if you have any ideas or plans, you can tell me now so that I can prepare and cooperate."

"What do you have hidden in your cloak?"

Shane VII stared at the bulging part on the back of the diary and couldn't help asking.

"This? Hehe! Of course it's my proud new weapon!"

Diary smiled evilly and lifted his cloak to reveal a device mounted on his back that looked like a metal disc.

Before Shane VII could ask what this thing was used for, several thick tentacles covered with sharp triangular metal shells stretched out from the gaps in the disc.

At first, Sean VII thought it was some kind of weapon.

But just a few seconds later he realized he was wrong, very wrong.

How could a guy like Diary, whose head is full of obscene thoughts, make any serious weapons?

Especially the tentacles that can make people think of something wrong just by looking at them...

The diary quickly took out a bunch of rubber products of different lengths, thicknesses, and shapes from the dimensional bag it carried with it, and easily connected them to the front end of the tentacles through the metal slots at the end, and then controlled these tentacles to perform some unsightly movements.

Not only that, he also boasted proudly: "How about it? Do you think I am a genius? Before, I could only do three or five at the same time, but now I can do ten at a time."

"Shut up! Put away all these messy things!"

Xia En VII felt that his cognition had been greatly challenged, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Zuo Si.

If he had made such a thing, he would have destroyed it immediately without hesitation, no matter what the loss was.

"Alright! You're amazing! You're noble! People who have had enough fun always speak with a strong attitude!"

The diary rolled its eyes in annoyance and quickly stuffed the tentacles and the rubber products back into the dimensional bag.

After clearing the mental pollution in his brain, Sean VII said, "I have currently determined the location and entrance of the other party's lair.

But he didn't intend to alert the enemy too early.

So I don't want all those players to rush into this world too early.

Instead, I want them to come in quietly in batches, hiding their identities and pretending to be natives of this world. Can you do it?"

"Of course. Give me a detailed plan and I'll take care of the rest."

The diary agreed without hesitation.

After all, in order to build more powerful game characters, this group of players have already messed up the bloodlines of their clones. Basically, there are all kinds of weird appearances, and they are not completely purebred humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings.

Therefore, it is entirely possible to integrate quietly into the cities and countries of non-human races.

As for hiding your identity, it’s even simpler, just give the next command.

In the previous world, the players did not reveal their identities at first, and only took off their disguises after they gained power.

Shane VII quickly took out a parchment scroll from the desk and handed it over.

“Here, this is the plan I have laid out, and the five stages of upsetting this world.

Through investigation, I have almost gained a general understanding of the decadent and decaying kingdom.

I have to say, this is really a very suitable place for conspiracy and coup.

Neither the royal family, which was losing authority and the princes fighting madly, nor the nobles, who were selfish and extremely greedy, realized that their rule had become quite unstable.

Next, I will use a series of means to seize power in this country, and then use it as a base to continuously export wars, causing chaos in the world."

"Are you planning to usurp the throne and become the king yourself, or control a prince or princess in the royal family to be your puppet?"

The diary glanced at the contents of the scroll and asked with interest.

"Of course it's the latter. And I've already picked out a very good target, and I'm planning to find an opportunity to talk to her."

As he said this, a meaningful smile appeared on Shane VII's face.

The diary retained most of Zuo Si's memories. He immediately understood who the other party was referring to and burst into laughter on the spot.

"Hahahaha! I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be the Golden Princess - Lana.

I have to say, you have a pretty good eye.

This guy is a heavyweight, a truly talented actor and a madman.

I was considering whether to take her into the harem.

But after thinking about it carefully, I decided to forget it.

I don't want to be with such a scheming woman all day long."

“A wise choice.

Because anyone who gets involved with this kind of woman is bound to end up unhappy.

Being loved by her is an absolute tragedy.

But if you have it as a subordinate and keep it under control, it will be a very useful tool."

After saying that, Shane VII instantly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.

The diary did not stop at all, and immediately left the capital to return to the secret location where the stable portal was built.

With the appearance of the protagonist, a terrifying storm is brewing...

(End of this chapter)