Chapter 39 This is really no joke
The door opens...
The bookmaking room is as busy as yesterday, with Frank's clones producing books on the assembly line.
Under the influence of magic, surrounding materials are continuously transported to the middle of the table and then distributed to each process.
Helot walked in and took out Master Laem's manuscript: "This is today's manuscript. Do you want to read it first? Or wait until I finish sorting it out?"
A clone was separated. He floated to Helot and took the manuscript over. He said humorously: "The manuscript you compiled is really messy! I'd better pay homage to Master Laem's original work first, and then let you Go graffiti.”
Helot knew that Frank was afraid that his annotations would ruin the message sent by Laem, so he stood aside and waited quietly.
Sure enough, Frank looked up and looked up: "Can you get cheap food?"
"Yes!"
"How much?"
"There are so many, so many that the Zhanlan Association can't buy them all."
Frank said unconvinced: "You underestimate the wealth that the Zhanlan Association has."
"I think it's you more. "You underestimate my food supply."
Frank's body shook suddenly, and the clones in the whole room quickly gathered into his body, and the resolution increased. The excitement made his mustache tremble: "You should know the significance of food to our country! I allow your description to be a little exaggerated, but not too exaggerated."
Helot said : "In fact, I have said it very conservatively. I can even provide sufficient food for the Azure Society and at the same time provide Dorothea with the share of food she needs."
Frank curled his lips: "She is a vampire, why does she need food? In the future, vampires will stop drinking blood and eat bread instead?"
"Is there anything wrong with vampires wanting blood slaves to eat better? What's more... The price of the grain I sell is cheaper than the unpalatable bread mushrooms."
Frank's body started to shake again, but he managed to stabilize himself.
“Don’t be kidding me! You transport food from the plane of life to the land of death through interdimensionality, and can you keep the price cheaper than bread mushrooms?”
“ If you don’t believe me, you can buy a batch and pay on delivery, no reason to return!”
Reason kept telling Frank that this was absolutely impossible, but when he saw that Helot was so sure, and that he would ship the goods directly without a deposit and pay after inspecting the goods, Frank couldn't help but give himself a slap in the face.
I haven’t had a dream since I became undead, so there’s no reason to dream now!
Then order a batch of grain and give it a try. You won’t suffer any loss anyway.
"I want..."
Frank was about to say that he would order a batch of food on behalf of the Zhanlan Association, but Herot interrupted him and said: "You don't know the types of food I can provide. , don’t rush to place an order. In a few days, I will ship more than ten tons of samples. You can find a few people who know how to eat and taste them together to choose the ones that suit your appetite, and then decide how to order.”
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More than ten tons of samples?
Want to try and choose?
How can you be so picky about food in the land of the dead?
Too much!
Frank replied blankly: "Okay, okay, okay."
Helot thought of something and asked: "Vegetables...How many tons of vegetables can we try?"
"Okay, okay, okay."
"How many tons of fruits can we also get?" "Frank hugged Helot and cried bitterly: "Tell you, you are kidding me! Stop torturing me!"
"Milk is not convenient to transport. , I suggest replacing it with cheese, milk powder, sugar, salt, fat, meat..."
With a snap, Frank collapsed in front of Helot.
Yesterday, he was besieged by the Eight Arms Guild, but he didn't even suffer so much damage.
It took a while before Frank reunited, and then he begged Herod: "Stop, stop, don't irritate me anymore. We'd better print the magic book first, and then go to the Tomb of the Old Ones Garden to test the chaos energy compression furnace.
If I predict correctly, as the owner of the old cemetery, you can use the energy inside to open the teleportation array to other dimensions. To transport the food out of the old cemetery smoothly, you need more control."
"That's right!" Helot said with a smile: "If we don't want these food supplies to be attacked along the way, we can. Every effort must be made to make this experiment a success.”
"You first sort out Master Laem's manuscript, and then I will debug the chaos energy compression furnace to see if there is anything missing."
Frank left the bookmaking room.
Helot sat down at the table and began to sort out Master Laem's manuscripts.
In a dark and closed room underground in the library, Frank faced a mirror and recited a spell.
As the mirror rippled, a figure wearing a skull mask loomed.
"Frank...it seems like you have good news to tell me."
"It is indeed good news, Mondorali Branch Director." Frank saluted the figure in the mirror, and then traded the grain tell the other person something.
Hearing that Hailot could obtain so many types of cheap food supplies, the Mundorali branch director was also shocked and forgot to control his emotions: "Are you sure you have not been infiltrated by mental illusions?"< br>
Frank replied very confidently: "I just used the deletion comparison method to conduct a comprehensive test on myself. Except for a slight increase in mental waves, everything else is normal. I think after hearing this news, the increase in mental waves also It is normal, and it is abnormal if it does not rise.
Branch chief, if the broken bones can really provide us with cheap and abundant food supplies, the value to our society will be far greater than that of the old cemetery. It is unknown how much of the old cemetery can be regained, but food can restore the strength of the society in a short time and become stronger than before
We must strengthen the protection of Broken Bones and recruit him to become a core member of the society. "
The director of the Mundorali branch thought for a while and replied: "Until we find out the details of Master Laem's ambush, protecting the secret of the broken bones is the greatest protection for him. I feel that now is not the right time to recruit Broken Bones as a core member. "
Frank asked: "Do you still think there are traitors in the society? "
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. Moreover, Broken Bones’ brother is a soul eater. He is a very complex lich. He not only provides intelligence to the society, but he is also ruthless when attacking us. The Sorrowful King is facing decay, and the Soul Eaters have arranged for Broken Bones to find you with the invitation letter from four years ago, which makes people have to doubt the Soul Eaters' purpose.
We must strive for Broken Bones to move closer to the community, but we must also take due precautions.
The Rotten Wasteland is going to be in chaos. I wonder if the entire land of death will be in chaos? "
Frank finally stabilized his somewhat excited emotions. He saluted respectfully to Mondola: "Thank you, Mr. Branch Chief, for reminding me. I know what to do." "
The figure in the mirror shook and disappeared, leaving the last words: "You continue to maintain a single line of contact with Broken Bones. How to deal with broken bones, follow Master Laem's instructions. ”
It’s sunny again, I’ve run out of manuscripts, and I’m working on it...
(End of this chapter)