Chapter 137 Whose fault is it?
Chen Ye was confused, but heard a wild laugh coming from the other side of the dining table.
"The undead!"
"Make a decision early, otherwise our army will directly attack Yongye City after tying down the human territory!"
Shen Ye raised his eyebrows.
How dare these orcs be so arrogant in the territory of the undead?
They are seeking death!
Waited for a few breaths.
The undead didn't say a word.
They stared at the battle ax and could not utter a word.
...What a shame.
Shen Ye felt that the atmosphere was too embarrassing.
No way, no way.
A soldier's battle ax scared the undead into silence?
Perhaps his puzzled expression showed.
Or maybe the song and dance troupe was invited this time just to let them play their role.
Anyway——
The banshee turned her gaze and whispered: "Several members of the Rose of the Night Song and Dance Troupe, please allow me to explain."
"——The orcs have been able to mass-produce battle axes of this quality. In addition, various other weapons and armors have also made a huge leap in quality, and have basically reached the excellence level."
"Yes, with their mass-produced equipment, they should be able to sweep through any race in the world."
Shen Ye held his breath for a while and then recovered.
mass production.
This word sounds light, but it is actually very scary.
On the battlefield.
The orcs have a blue-quality battle ax.
All other equipment and armor have made a leap in quality, and they are all blue or above.
How to fight this?
Who can stop the orc army?
No wonder the undead dare not say a word!
——But there is an obvious problem here.
Orcs——
Why is it so fierce all of a sudden?
Before, he was often called "stupid", "nice person", and "clear-eyed" by other races.
Now they are taking over the whole world!
Why can this be achieved?
Shen Ye fully realized the seriousness of the matter and fully understood why everyone was in a low mood.
But his heart was as curious as a cat scratching his head, and he really wanted to know the answer.
Fortunately, Ms. Daisy has already started to ask:
"Have they mastered new forging technology?"
"Not really," the succubus replied.
"A master in blacksmithing appears?"
"No."
"Is there any harvest from the excavation of the ruins?"
"It's getting further and further away."
"Sorry, I really don't know what this is. Can you tell me directly?" Ms. Daisy asked.
There was silence.
The undead all lowered their heads, as if there was a demon king in the void that they dared not look at directly.
The banshee also showed a difficult and extremely painful expression.
"Daisy, you have been to the grasslands of the orcs and you should understand their living habits."
Ms. Daisy responded: "Yes, I know them - they are hardworking and easily satisfied, and they are happy to enjoy everything nature gives, including death, so I have always felt that they are not a threat."
The banshee held her breath and whispered: "But the orcs now..."
"What's wrong?" Daisy was already impatient.
"They started 996." After the banshee finished speaking, a gleam of fear flashed in her eyes.
996.
Shen Ye was stunned.
What!
This world was really born 996!
Couldn't it be because of your own nonsense that this happened?
Ms. Daisy's expression also changed, and she spoke quickly: "Isn't 996 a fake news deliberately released by the human race to scare everyone? I heard that various scouts went to the hinterland of the human race to inquire about the news, but they did not carry out any real 996!”
"That's right," the banshee lowered her voice and responded quickly: "But the orcs are stupid. They think that doing this can scare other groups - they really do it!"
Ms. Daisy was stunned and said in an unbelievable tone: "Every day, I go to work at 9 o'clock in the morning, get off work at 9 o'clock in the evening, and take an hour's rest at noon and evening - not even an hour. 6 days a week?”
"Yes, that's what the orcs are doing now," the banshee said.
"What does that have to do with this battle axe?" Shen Ye couldn't help but ask.
"It's a big deal."
A lich next to him trembled all over and said:
"Orcs tend to inherit the weapons of their ancestors and are rarely willing to spend effort to create new weapons."
"But it's different now."
"They implemented a 996 work system, and their production capacity increased just for blacksmithing and weapon casting."
"As you know, if the casting process is average, then the probability of blue-quality weapons appearing in the process of casting weapons is only 0.5%." "But now the production capacity has increased."
"The orcs used to be able to make only two battle axes a day."
"Now there are more workers, the working hours are longer, the management is stricter, and we have to work overtime every day——"
"They now make two thousand tomahawks - every day!"
"Please count the number of blue quality weapons every day."
"And this is just a tomahawk, there are qualitative leaps in other aspects."
"No one dares to look down on the orcs now!"
Ms. Daisy spread her hands and said, "So, we also want to start 996?"
There was an awkward silence.
Shen Ye saw some kind of fear in these undead.
Even when he recalled the three words 996, he felt some subconscious fear.
This is really——
He couldn't help but sigh.
You can say that these orcs are stupid. They implemented 996 first and improved their combat readiness.
You have to call them smart, but they actually use 996 to provoke the undead!
The undead are tireless existences!
Once the undead also start 996——
This continent will be completely plunged into crazy involution!
How do you live your life?
"The count was preparing to go on vacation recently, but the orcs came to show the power of 996 and asked the count to surrender on behalf of the Undead Empire. This is no small matter." The Lich whispered.
Ms. Daisy, who was always known for her elegance, twisted her body, her uneasiness almost overflowing.
"I don't want to be 996," Daisy said in a panic. "I have a lot of things to do after get off work. I have an undead cat and I have to accompany it every day. The Veterans Guild also needs me to guide and help. There are orphans in the community. There are also some things."
"No one wants 996, Daisy," the Lich said.
"If you have a chance to see the earl later, please advise the earl." The dark elf said from the side.
"Me?" Daisy was stunned.
The other undead nodded together.
At this time, a waiter came to the banquet hall and whispered:
"Ms. Daisy, please take your men and go to the study. The Earl is waiting for you."
"Okay." Ms. Daisy stood up, winked at Shen Ye and Lily, and then followed the waiter forward.
Shen Ye and Lily quickly stood up and followed her.
study.
A man with long brown hair was holding a wine glass and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the rainy scene outside.
——I don’t know when it started to rain outside.
Rain blurred the window panes.
But the man just continued to stare at the window without saying a word, as if he was deep in thought about something.
"My Lord Earl."
Ms. Daisy bowed and said softly.
The man was startled and turned around to look at Ms. Daisy with a smile on his face.
His face showed a natural majesty, his eyes were piercing, and his voice was rich and magnetic: "Daisy, it's great for you to come. I always think that the Rose of the Night Song and Dance Troupe is the best in the entire empire. art group."
"You are so complimentary." Ms. Daisy bowed slightly again.
"It's like this - I have a very important mission here, and I need a song and dance troupe that can represent our undead empire to accompany me, so I must let you compete fairly," the count said.
“Our Roses in the Dark Cabaret are never afraid of challenges,” said Ms. Daisy.
"Of course! Of course! Then the topic is like this -"
The count waved his hand.
A ball of water the size of a basketball appeared in front of everyone.
"This technique of mine can transform water into endless forms, and you should borrow this technique of mine to create art."
"Let's improvise-"
"But first, I want to show you the works of the Gray Bones Revue and the Dusty Darkness Revue. This is to avoid repeated creations."
The count said, reaching out and tapping the water gently.
The round water ball dispersed and turned into a rain, falling continuously throughout the study room.
The water seemed to come alive, gathering into a stream, floating in the air, constantly swimming, emitting beautiful singing, and finally turned into the characters "Grey Bones Song and Dance Troupe".
"This is the work of Gray Bones, and below is the Dusty Dark Cabaret."
The count's gesture changed.
The water flow regrouped and suddenly exploded. Countless water droplets were like a meteor shower, shining with clusters of light, which was really beautiful.
Dozens of sopranos sang in this meteor shower, praising all the gifts that water brings.
This scene was even more exciting than the performance by the Gray Bones Song and Dance Troupe just now.
Even Ms. Daisy and Lily couldn't help but nod secretly.
"Well, now it's time for the Rose of the Night Song and Dance Troupe - you can discuss it, as long as it doesn't repeat the previous two."
said the earl.
All the visions disappeared, and the mass of water was still suspended in front of him, waiting for the final challenger.
(End of chapter)