Chapter 564: My lord, you can plant now

Gu Si Te and A Lan Bu Lu rushed back from the front line at the fastest speed and met High Priest Ken Te, but the meeting process was not pleasant.

"The temple has finally revived, and you want to control the flow of people now? Do you know what you are doing? You are restricting the God of the Undead, restricting the Undead Temple. Do you want to become an enemy of the Undead Temple?! Are you a spy sent by the Church of Light?"

"Good, I know why the temple couldn't develop for so many years. It's because there are too many people like you holding us back. No, no matter what, you must give me an explanation today. Otherwise, I will tell the vast number of believers that the Undead Council wants to stop everyone from coming to serve the God of the Undead. Everyone, pick up your knives and guns and tear down this damn Council Mountain!"

Ken Te cursed in a panic, righteous and indignant, spitting everywhere. Because he was an undead, in order to express his emotions, he even hallucinated some saliva effects, spraying Gu Si Te all over his head and face.

Although he was emotional, Ken Te was happy inside. It came just in time.

Seeing Andong Ni's professional operation, Ken Te began to doubt himself, wondering if it was because of him that the temple had declined. That feeling of anxiety had nowhere to be released.

Good guy, Gu Si Te bumped in and mentioned crowd control as soon as he opened his mouth, saying that the Plain of Rest was too close to the Eye of Death Breath, which was the sleeping place of the King, and it was inconvenient to manage if there were too many people.

Bah! Andong Ni whispered a reminder behind him, and Ken Te immediately reacted. It must be these guys from the Undead Council, managing this and that all day long, which led to the inconvenience for believers to come to worship, so the Undead Temple declined. Yes, that's it.

Just as he was anxious to find someone to take the blame, seeing Gu Si Te delivered to his door, how could he not be happy?

Although it was Andong Ni who reminded him, Ken Te himself thought more and more that it was right. In the past, there were quite a few such control measures, and it was inconvenient for believers to migrate and travel within the Death Line range, so he was forced to make the decision of 'temple wandering', and even the Undead Holy Fire Festival was held in other places.

Therefore, the decline of the temple must be due to Gu Si Te's too many control measures, and it had nothing to do with his amateur level of spreading glory.

Gu Si Te covered his face with his hand and muttered weakly: "Why the temple couldn't develop, don't you have any idea in your heart..."

"What do you mean? Are you slandering me? You are slandering the reputation of a High Priest of the temple. Come, come, let's duel, see if I don't beat you to death." Ken Te became 'furious'.

Andong Ni immediately stepped forward to 'tightly' pull Ken Te, and persuaded him: "Calm down, calm down, High Priest Ken Te, the Speaker doesn't mean that. The Speaker must have a better idea, you calm down first."

Ken Te 'angrily' shook his hand and glared at Gu Si Te: "I'll see what idea he can have. If not, then he wants to restrict the development of the Undead Temple, with ulterior motives. All believers of the God of the Undead will not let such things happen."

Gu Si Te was stunned: "I... this... I..."

What idea could he have? He came here just to restrict the flow of people. It was too close to the Eye of Death Breath, flat and unobstructed. One slip and you'd be there.

If the Eye of Death Breath was the Imperial Capital, then this was the key area outside the Imperial Capital. Too many idlers would be very difficult to manage.

You can't use the Imperial Capital of humans to apply. In human territory, being a bit prosperous and having more people is not a problem, because they also manage many people.

However, the Undead Empire only has a few thousand living people in total. If they are spread out to various places, there are not many, and it is impossible to watch such a large Plain of Rest. If enemies sneak in quietly, it is difficult for them to discover.

In the past, there were few people on the Plain of Rest, and patrollers patrolled from time to time. It was difficult for ordinary people to cross a distance of thousands of kilometers without being discovered.

If the Undead Temple revives and everyone says they are coming to the temple to worship, and then set off from the temple, there will only be two or three hundred kilometers left to the Eye of Death Breath. The difficulty is much lower.

In the past, Gu Si Te wouldn't have such concerns, because His Majesty was at home. Even if brave warriors sneaked into the Eye of Death Breath, they would only be on a dead end.

But now His Majesty is not at home. If someone sneaks in, the trouble will be big. It's not that he's afraid of what damage the warriors will cause, but he's afraid that some trouble will be released.

Gu Si Te's thinking is the traditional thinking of undead creatures. Undead creatures are most afraid of trouble. Think about it, during the sleeping process, you have to get up from time to time to deal with things. Who would be willing?

So trouble is avoided if possible. But as soon as he finished speaking, he found himself framed here.

What idea? He had no other ideas. He just simply wanted to control the flow of personnel. It would be best if not a single living person entered the Plain of Rest.

But now, under the few words of Andong Ni and Ken Te, he found that if he didn't have a better way, it would be equivalent to being labeled with a 'restricting the development of the Undead Temple' hat.

Heavens, whether the Undead Temple can develop has nothing to do with him? Isn't it all because Ken Te himself is too weak? This damn undead, he wants to shirk responsibility?

Looking up at Ken Te, he found that this guy was glaring at him angrily, not looking like he wanted to shirk responsibility. This Ken Te is silly, does he really think so?

No, no, this hat is too big, and Gu Si Te doesn't have such a big head to wear it. Although His Majesty once denied it, the God of the Undead is not him, but everyone tacitly agrees that the God of the Undead is His Majesty's clone. Restricting the development of the Undead Temple is not equivalent to restricting the development of the King?

"No, no, no, I don't mean that. I mean there are too many people, and it doesn't show the nobility of the Undead Temple. We want to build the temple into a peaceful hometown for pious believers. Those who are not pious are not allowed to approach. Only then will there be a comparative advantage." As expected of an old undead who is over a thousand years old, he found an excuse as soon as his mind turned.

However, Ken Te looked puzzled and didn't quite understand Gu Si Te's meaning? Why? Do you still have to divide believers into three, six, or nine grades? With the current posture of the Undead Temple, is he the kind of person who cares about pan-believers or fanatics?

Just as he wanted to flare up, Andong Ni said from the side: "Oh, Speaker, you are amazing. This is a good idea. High Priest, the Speaker means to build a new small Undead Temple outside the plain, responsible for receiving believers who come to worship, and by the way, screen them. Only pious people are qualified to come to the main temple."

Gu Si Te was stunned. What? Build a new Undead Temple? When did I say that?

Ken Te suddenly realized and asked eagerly: "Really? Really build a new Undead Temple? If you don't build it, then you want to restrict the development of our temple."

Gu Si Te squeezed out a smile, smiling reluctantly: "Yes, yes, yes, this is what I mean. If you don't screen them, the main temple will look too cheap. Just put the new temple where you used to hold the Holy Fire Festival. How about that?"

"Great." Andong Ni clapped his hands: "The Speaker is so thoughtful. He thought of such a suitable place all at once. There is already a simple trail from the original Holy Fire Valley to here. As long as it is widened a little, it can pass carriages. I didn't expect the Speaker to help us widen the road."

Gu Si Te was stunned again. When did I say I would help you widen the road? I didn't say that.

Ken Te said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes, the road. If the road is not good, it will be very inconvenient for believers to come to worship. Old undead, you will help, right? If you don't help, you want to restrict the development of the temple."

Gu Si Te squeezed out a smile with force, looked at Andong Ni deeply, and smiled reluctantly: "Yes, yes, yes, this is what I thought. I'll send some zombies and skeletons over to widen the road later."

He finally saw it. These ideas were not thought of by Ken Te, but by this 'Anxi Ni'. This is framing him and roasting him on the fire.

"In that case, you can plant big trees on both sides of the road. When the time comes, the trees will be shaded, and the believers will definitely like this pilgrimage road." 'Anxi Ni' said with longing.

Gu Si Te almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Still want to plant trees? Ku Ni Ba Da, the Plain of Rest can't even grow grass, and you still want to plant trees. Do you want to kill me?

Just when Gu Si Te was about to lift the table, Andong Ni added: "When the time comes, let the believers plant them. Only if they are pious will the God of the Undead bless their trees to grow. What can be more pious than planting a tree that survives in the dead and desolate Plain of Rest?"

Gu Si Te let out a breath, and quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, let the believers plant them. Only then can their piety be shown."

He was afraid that if he said it a little later, this planting task would fall on him again.

Andong Ni said in surprise: "Does the Speaker also think this is a good idea? Then let everyone plant vegetables. How about that? If they can survive, it is the greatest respect for the God of the Undead. Think about it, the land of the undead is full of vitality. If this is not a miracle, what is it?"

"Yes, yes, plant vegetables, plant vegetables. The Plain of Rest can be planted anywhere in the direction of the Holy Fire Valley. If they can survive, you can take as much land as you want." Gu Si Te's words were slightly sarcastic.

The Plain of Rest still wants to grow vegetables? Think about it. If they can survive, you can take as much land as you want.

"It must be possible. The God of the Undead is omnipotent. He will bless those pious believers. Daring to doubt this point is blasphemy against our Lord." Andong Ni said firmly.

"..." Gu Si Te had a breath blocked in his heart, and said goodbye with a reluctant smile: "I'm optimistic about you, looking forward to your performance, come on."

His chest was blocked. Gu Si Te absolutely didn't expect that coming here for a turn would cause such a big loss. Not only did he pay for a temple and a road that could pass carriages, but he was also almost labeled with the blasphemy against the God of the Undead. Ku Ba Da, these dead charlatans can really talk.

No, Ken Te is not so good at talking. It is that 'Anxi Ni'. It was he who corrupted Ken Te. I will settle the account with him later if I have a chance. However, the name 'Anxi Ni' sounds so familiar. Where have I heard it?

After sending Gu Si Te away, Ken Te smiled until his face rotted. Listening to Andong Ni, he made Gu Si Te spend millions in a few words, faster than robbing money. However, what he didn't understand was: "Why would you think of planting trees and vegetables? This is the kingdom of the undead. It is not an easy thing to grow living things here. Those human towns all have isolation belts of dozens of kilometers to barely grow crops, but the yield is far less than the world outside the Death Line."

Andong Ni said seriously: "This is the most important thing. The temple road and so on are all incidental. Don't get it wrong."

Just when Ken Te was at a loss, Andong Ni had already reported to An Ge: "My lord, you can plant now."

———Author's Note———

Thanks to Black-Clothed Little Fatty, Bao Zhi Ming Su You, and Reader for the reward. ===== CHAPTER 565 =====