Chapter 447 The City of the Dead Really Has a Plan (5000!)

In the understanding of the bishops of the City of the Dead and the high-level undead.

The City of the Dead may really be in a dilemma now.

"What about more extreme strategies?" asked a high-level undead.

"We can try some other ways to create death so that human forces around the world will have no time to care about our city." said the Scourge Bishop wrapped in a black robe.

"What do you mean?" The other Scourge Bishops and high-level undead present also looked over sideways.

Since this black-robed Bishop of Calamity said this, it was obvious that he had some thoughts in mind.

I just don’t know the details.

"Everything will eventually die, but if you want to bring death earlier, the most effective methods are famine, war, and..." The Bishop of the Scourge paused, then said, "and epidemics."

"We have always ignored the role of the plague in the past, but now, I think we can give it a try," said the Scourge Bishop.

The Scourge Bishops and high-level undead fell silent.

The way to deal with disease in this world is simple.

That is to pile up all the sick people together and then execute them.

Of course, this approach is for civilians.

For the nobility, there are relatively advanced treatments.

For example, bloodletting or fumigation? Unless you are really lucky and meet a doctor who is really good at treatment, if you get sick, it basically depends on fate.

Of course, if the level reaches Baron.

Then the situation would be different.

Nobles at the level of baron are qualified to hire alchemists or certified herbalists to treat them, or seek help from priests of the Torch Church.

Although nobles at the level of baron are classified as minor nobles, they are actually very powerful people.

A baron who has dozens of soldiers and a dozen knights serving him is already at a level that is completely unattainable for ordinary people.

If we convert it to Rand's previous life, most company CEOs were far inferior to the Baron.

There are many magical things in this world that can be used to cure diseases.

Although it doesn't reach the level of resurrection and death, it is also very mysterious.

But it is undeniable.

Overall, the medical care in this world is very primitive.

There has not been any major plague in this world so far.

So there are no corresponding countermeasures.

This black-robed Bishop of Scourge discovered this problem.

Plague and death go well together, don't they? If a strong enough plague can be brewed and spread to the surrounding countries, wouldn't the City of the Dead have a chance to breathe? Although the consequence will certainly make the whole world more hostile, aren't they hated now?

“We can give it a try.” If it was during the heyday of the City of the Dead, the top leaders of the City of the Dead might think this was unnecessary.

But now, they think it's worth a try.

"How much progress have you made?" The high-ranking officials left in the City of the Dead stared at the Scourge Bishop wrapped in a black robe.

This Scourge Bishop liked to conduct some weird experiments in the past, and was considered a relatively weird person in the Scourge Cult, where everyone was a weirdo.

Now it seems that there are really some results.

"There are some." The black-robed Bishop of Scourge spoke slowly, and then he took out a green medicine bottle, "If it is placed in a water source, many creatures will die from it. Moreover, since there is undead power in it, people who die from this poison will become undead."

"There's not only poison, where's the plague?" a Death Knight asked in confusion.

"This poison will not kill people directly, it will only make people sick and make the infected people contagious to a certain extent. Unfortunately, there is still insufficient time for research, and we cannot further improve the efficiency of pollution." The black-robed Bishop of Scourge sighed.

But maybe this will already be effective.

Although this poison will not kill directly, the weakness caused by the illness alone is fatal to many villagers in this world.

It is already very serious that one is unable to maintain efficient work and is susceptible to other diseases.

…

Rand, who was drafting documents with Olenna at the time, did not know about the plague plan of the City of the Dead.

He was trying to instigate the Kingdom of Bollen and the Kingdom of Lensa to send troops to attack the City of the Dead.

Completely destroy the undead.

If the undead were perpetual motion machines, Rand might choose to exploit the undead to develop human productivity.

But the undead are clearly not.

If the undead want to stay "alive", they need to create death.

As for how the Obsidian Tower works.

Rand basically had a guess.

Or it can gather death energy over a large area and transmit it to the undead.

Or they can obtain death energy from the gods and then transmit it.

Or both.

"The City of the Dead is plotting a grand conspiracy to destroy the world..." Rand touched his chin, "This doesn't seem to be convincing at all."

"If the undead have prepared many rituals in the Kingdom of Bolun and the Kingdom of Lensa, they can be launched at any time to start the tide of the undead again..." Olenna suggested.

Rand thought about it and felt that Olena's idea was very good. He agreed and said, "That's a very good suggestion. Let's write it like this."

Spring is a little past now.

But there is still some spring chill.

Olena was wearing a high-necked cream-white sweater, a small coat, and somewhat tight breeches.

Add in the decorative glasses and it actually has a very modern beauty style.

Rand stared at Olenna as she began to write.

As a powerful top-level professional, Olenna could easily spot such a close-up gaze.

Olenna was not embarrassed by being stared at by Rand, and just kept writing documents.

She was already used to this kind of time.

She and Rand have been together for a long time, but she didn't expect that she could still attract Rand's attention. Wouldn't Rand get tired of her?

Of course, Olena would not ask these questions, but just wrote the documents in her hand carefully.

"Does evidence need to be provided?" Olena asked.

"Sure." Rand said, "Now we have to clear out the undead in the territory again. When the time comes, we can capture two intelligent undead, equip them with alchemical voice devices, and then send them to the Kingdom of Bolun and the Kingdom of Lensa respectively."

"Are you going to let the undead just make up a plot for them?" Olenna asked.

"No, I just want to prove that the undead can really speak." Rand said with a smile.

"Okay." Olena finished writing the document.

"Then write letters to other southern countries in the name of the Hand of the King of the Frost Moon Kingdom," Rand said.

To the Kingdom of Borun and the Kingdom of Lensa, Rand's own name is much more prominent than the name of the Hand of the King of the Frost Moon Kingdom.

But for those countries that do not border the Frost Moon Kingdom, not everyone is familiar with Rand.

A foreign grand duke with an outstanding military record is a person worth knowing, but from such a distance, his influence is really limited.

If the two sides fight, Rand's war case will inevitably be studied repeatedly, but now, it can only be said that although the title of Duke is prominent enough, the family without any historical heritage may not have much influence.

Therefore, Rand only intends to make some suggestions for those countries farther south.

Those countries have not experienced being attacked by the City of the Dead, and they may not be fully aware of the harm posed by the City of the Dead.

Rand only mentioned it when promoting his own products.

What if there is a far-sighted human king willing to send troops to attack the City of the Dead?

In short, it explains the harm of the undead and their current weakness.

It's the best time to attack.

After finishing the official document, the morning's work was almost done.

Rand hugged Olenna suddenly, put his hands into her clothes and squeezed her a few times, then kissed her on the face, and only let go after being naughty for a while.

Olena was used to this. After being flirted with by Rand, she calmly straightened her clothes and took out a small mirror to check herself. After making sure there was nothing wrong, she asked, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Bacon cheese pie," Rand said.

Olena handed the document to the messenger and asked someone to order food.

In the restaurant area of ​​the resort, only a few restaurants accept orders and provide delivery.

Bacon and Cheese Pie Shop, this restaurant is the one that made the most awful pie for Rand to taste.

This restaurant provides delivery.

In the afternoon, Rand received a letter.

From the Marquis of Bucks.

After opening it, Olenna told Rand the contents of the letter in a calm and gentle voice.

The Marquis of the Stag has almost sorted out his territory.

He signaled to Rand that he could come over for inspection, and then began to prepare to arrange for someone to take over.

"Anything else this afternoon?" Rand asked.

"There are some things that are not very important and not very urgent." Olenna said after thinking for a while.

"Then let's go now." Rand rubbed his hands.

The day of territory expansion is coming again.

The territories that the Marquis of the Stag cedes to Rand will all be core territories.

Although the Marquis of the Stag will take away most of the property and people, there will always be some left.

And the remaining money is enough for Rand to make a lot of money.

The most valuable thing is of course land.

Cultivated land.

Land is inherently priceless, and reclaimed land is of course worth even more.

Also, many of the infrastructures run by the Bucks Marquis family for generations will not be demolished.

For Rand, taking over these properties is much easier than building from scratch.

A family like the Bucks Family, which has been inclined towards diplomacy and domestic affairs, and whose territories have been managed for generations, is completely different from the former Crescent Territory, which was full of bandits, or the Full Moon Territory, which was ravaged by war.

After informing the higher-ups of the hideout of the itinerary, Rand took a small team of guards for safety reasons, some gifts out of courtesy, and set off with some missionaries and officials.

As for bringing a team of personal guards, it was not because Rand did not trust the Marquis of the Stag, but because he was worried that there might be some trouble on the way, such as some magical beast jumping out.

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Crescent Moon Territory is not far from the territory of the Bucks Family, and the road between the two sides is also very flat.

With great speed, they arrived almost at noon the next day.

The Marquis of the Stag came to greet him personally.

Rand dismounted, his face also full of smiles.

The Marquis of the Stag has been the Minister of Foreign Affairs for some time, and is now a prominent and powerful noble in the Frost Moon Kingdom.

Moreover, as a serious official, the Marquis of the Stag is much busier than Rand.

Unexpectedly, he had rushed back from the royal city and was waiting here in person for Rand to take over.

All I can say is that the Bucks Marquis is really good at building good relationships with others.

Although Rand would not have any objection to the fact that the Marquis of the Stag did not come to greet him in person.

But if he did the same thing to other nobles, Rand thought it would be very effective.

"Please come in, Lord Hand of the King." The Marquis of the Stag smiled.

Rand also smiled: "Let's go, Mr. Foreign Minister."

After saying that, both of them laughed.

The first time Rand and the Marquis of the Stag met was during the First Civil War, in the military tent of the Marquis of the Black and Brown.

At that time, it was still the Black and Brown Earl and the Stag Earl.

Marquis Black and Brown handed over the command of the infantry to Rand. Marquis Stag, as the second greatest noble in the legion, did not raise any objection.

He also personally fought as a knight under the command of the Marquis of Black and Brown.

Later Rand became a baron, a viscount, and then a count.

Although the Marquis of the Stag is not Rand's direct superior like the Marquis of the Black and Brown.

But as a neighbor, we can also have a lot of influence on Rand.

The Marquis of the Stag believed that Rand was a talented person, so he had given him a lot of support. He also formed the Brown Moon Deer Raiding Group with Rand and the Marquis of Black and Brown.

Witness Rand's rise from a penniless nobody to the Grand Duke of the Moon Phase.

The Marquis of the Stag had never been jealous of Rand, and had always stood firmly on the same side with Rand.

Later, he sent his eldest son, Shelan, to study at the holiday villa.

So the Nicholas family and the Bucks family have a very close relationship.

Rand followed the Stag Marquis as he wandered around the land.

"What a rich guy!" Rand exclaimed.

"Hahaha." The Marquis of Bucks was very satisfied with Rand's praise. These were the results of the Bucks family's generations of management.

And this praise comes from Rand, a business expert.

What kind of person is Rand?

Someone who can turn a few pieces of wasteland into cash cows in just a few years.

The Marquis of Bucks still hasn't figured out the speed of Rand's infrastructure construction and trade development.

So after laughing, the Marquis of the Stag just shook his head and said, "It won't be long before I'll be surpassed by you."

Rand also smiled and said, "Don't worry, a lot of the money I earn is your share."

Hearing Rand's words, the Stag Marquis rubbed his chin and said with some pride: "That was all my vision back then."

When many of Rand's businesses were first established and needed funds, they also sought investment from the Marquis of Bucks.

After the inspection, the Bucks Marquis made the investment without hesitation.

Now that Rand's economy has been boosted in all aspects, naturally there will be dividends for the Marquis of Bucks.

Then we continued the tour.

The territory of the Stag Family includes the Stag City as its core territory, as well as a woodland and a valley.

There are large tracts of cultivated land.

There are rivers where you can sail and tow.

And then there is the population issue.

The Marquis of Bucks will take away most of the population, who were originally the property of the Bucks family.

However, it's not that Rand is completely unable to gain population.

The reason is simple. Not all populations in noble territories are planned by the lord.

There are also some villages hiding in the mountains to evade taxes, some small cult settlements, and bandits.

etc.

Only Rand's territory could bring everyone under its rule.

Rand can still make some money by then.

In short, the well-developed land like the Earldom of the Stag can be transformed into Rand's power at a very fast speed after Rand takes over.

It can only be said that there has never been such a wonderful start.

"We've planted them in the spring, so you don't have to worry about the farming season. We've also left you some people." The Marquis of the Bucks blinked and said, "Of course, they're not free. You have to pay for them."

Rand nodded. In today's era, population cannot be bought.

If Rand can buy population, he will take it without hesitation!

"They are just some locals who are familiar with the terrain." The Stag Marquis smiled. "Don't expect too much. There won't be too many. But at least they can help you get familiar with this place, so that you don't run into trouble because you don't understand the climate, terrain, and monster distribution here. Do you want me to take you to see them?"

Rand readily agreed.

Then the Marquis of the Stag took Rand to what he called the reserved population.

Some people who looked like robbers.

There are men, women, young and old.

"I originally wanted to clean up the territory before I left." The Stag Marquis said helplessly, "to avoid you discovering that there are many bandits in my territory when you come. That would be embarrassing."

"But these people are very unruly." The Stag Marquis said, "I can't take them away. I heard that you are very good at taming bandits, so I will leave them to you."

Rand approached the bandits.

Olenna followed closely behind, her hands on her waist, ready to strike at any time.

These bandits did not know Rand's identity.

All I can feel is that Rand is a great nobleman.

Seeing Rand coming, he was afraid and full of hostility.

Rand didn't care.

Rand was still very satisfied with being able to gain some locals.

"I am Rand," Rand said. "You will soon learn what this name means."

The bandits were filled with fear and distrust of Rand's words.

The robbers who were caught were basically hanged.

A few others will die in the lord's entertainment activities.

Rand asked the servants of the Marquis of the Stag to help call for help.

After a while, a huge figure appeared in the eyes of these robbers.

A minotaur.

The appearance of the Minotaur made many of the Marquis of the Stag’s guards nervous.

The Marquis of the Stag himself was not nervous.

I was just a little envious: "I really envy you that you can tame the minotaur to work for you."

Rand smiled.

Then the minotaur spoke: "I am Lord Rand's missionary. I will teach you the rituals of God, how to praise God, and how to give birth."

These robbers all felt a little weird.

Humans, who represent civilization, let monsters, who represent barbarism, teach them civilization?

Is this what you mean?

Is this some new entertainment activity for the noble lords?

(End of this chapter)