Chapter 252: Explosive Beginning
"Since last year, I feel like I've become abnormal sometimes." Baron Gordon poured himself another glass of wine. The mead, which had an excellent throat-soothing effect, made him want to drink a few more glasses.

He was very resolute in his attitude towards the undead.

"How should I put it... You know who I am originally. Establishing the Red Mushroom Village was an accident. Whether it's me or other people in the territory, everyone likes the life here and can warm each other up. This should be my greatest success."

"But I still want to remind you that your behavior of not collecting any taxes has caused the Red Mushroom Village to have a fiscal deficit, and..." The huge figure disrupted Gordon's storytelling plan with a clear rhythm: "And you have already owed a large debt to the Bee Colony House, and the other party has repeatedly emphasized that you should repay it as soon as possible."

"Don't say such a depressing thing. We are discussing...um, fate!" The Baron used a very serious word to describe himself.

"If you cannot repay your debt in a month, the Bee Swarm House will cut off the supply of wine and food, and your property in Raven City will belong to them. This is your fate."

"What! My property?" The baron suddenly used the force to stand up straight. His huge movement almost overturned the table. The huge force made the wine bottles on the table sway back and forth. There were several times when it almost fell over but it stabilized at the slightest moment.

"Your property, have you forgotten? It includes several properties and a hotel."

"Of course I haven't forgotten! But we are not discussing this matter now. We are discussing..."

"Fate!" The big figure continued the baron's previous words and said, "But I think that was just your illusion. You suddenly had a dream. In the dream, there was a being guiding you to wait and recruit the knights of God, but nothing happened last year. No strangers came."

"Yeah, something should have come last year, I don't know why it didn't come," the baron said, "but this year they came."

“You can also not follow God’s guidance.”

"It's difficult," the Baron shook his head. "I don't know why, but after seeing them, I couldn't control my happiness. I wanted to take care of them and help them without asking for anything in return. I felt like a strange thing was taking root in my mind. It tried to replace my spirit, think for me, and finally, make me a puppet."

The Baron was a little uncomfortable with the lack of sound. He looked up and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"I'm thinking, if what happened to you is applied to those blood nobles, it is a very common situation. When they awaken the power of their blood and true name, they also become crazy and completely lose themselves." The voice suddenly paused: "But, you are not a noble, right?"

"My father was a pig farmer. What I remember most clearly was that my mother had to get up early every day to cut grass and feed the pigs. I could see the pigs running around every day, but the funny thing is that I didn't even eat a bite of pork during those years."

Baron Gordon nodded and said, "That's right, I am not a noble, and I don't have a surname."

"So that possibility can be ruled out. I guess there might be something wrong with your mind. This is very common in magic research. Many instructors will completely forget themselves and become other people after immersing themselves in hard work for a period of time."

Lord Gordon disagreed: "I don't know magic at all, and I've never thought about studying it."

"That's something like that," the voice continued, then added uncertainly, "I guess so."

"Is this what the Skystar School of Magic teaches you?"

The voice said, "We should follow our intuition. That's the answer. Yes, that's what I studied at the Star School of Magic. Maybe you forgot that I majored in history and astronomy. Astronomy requires a high level of premonition and intuition about the future."

Sir Gordon said no more.

The room also fell silent.

He pondered for a long time before speaking: "Then lock up all the undead and make sure they don't die."

The undead people who were waiting for the "newbie plot" in the Red Mushroom Village never expected that the Baron would indeed bring them new arrangements after his appearance.

There were no impassioned speeches or orders; they remained bound and gagged, their bodies tied up to make it difficult for them to commit suicide.

"Woo woo woo!" The undead struggled violently. They couldn't struggle, couldn't commit suicide and leave.

It was a blast to start.

……

……

Lind is very busy, and the appearance of a large number of undead makes the doomsday land lively.

This is just an internal test. If we wait until the day of the public beta, the number of undead people will definitely be greater than the number of living people in the entire Rand Kingdom.

NPCs are a vulnerable group.

The undead with equipment are not 100% under control. Some of them do level up and improve themselves after receiving the mission, but some of them still go to find their friends.

Lind had no way to deal with this situation. He had no way to restrain the undead. Even if he caught them, they could choose to delete their accounts and start over.

But sometimes it’s not all bad.

Those undead who left Cuigang actually brought back some of the undead.

Some people went to seek refuge with their friends, and of course some friends also came to seek refuge with them. Lind's good welfare attracted many undead people, even some old undead people.

When the Blackfire brothers arrived at Cuigang, they saw a large number of undead.

"Have you seen undead before?" Lind's attention returned to the [Unholy Holy Grail of Black Flame]. With the appearance of the undead, this guy became restless again.

It seems to think it has found a new partner.

"heard about it."

Lind couldn't tell which of the Blackfire brothers was which, but they were "brothers" anyway. They were one and the same, like shadows intertwined and entangled with each other.

The rhythm of their conversation is like that of twins, which sometimes makes people wonder if they share the same brain.

"For example?" Linde became slightly interested.

"The Bee Swarm House" Blackfire brother said, "There are also Ivanhoe and Crescent Town. Their large-scale appearance and the strange characteristic of being unable to be killed have caused a lot of panic. Some people mistakenly think that they are some kind of new mutants, or a new disaster."

"Their existence is indeed terrifying," Lind nodded.

The Blackfire brothers stopped. They didn't know much because only a small number of undead appeared at the beginning, and they only existed for a few months before disappearing quickly.

Unlike now, there are already one or two hundred people outside, and more people keep coming here, and the number is increasing.

"Now your job is to guide them." Linde said, "I have arranged for the great knights of the Troll Castle to guard and guide them."

(End of this chapter)