Chapter 880

In the faith network, you can't lie to the main god. Ang saw through Naji's lie at a glance and said somewhat strangely: "You said, undead bless, just now."

"No, no, how could there be? You heard wrong. I said undead don't move, not bless. You heard wrong," Naji hurriedly denied.

The monarch saw the clue and a voice came from the logging construct: "What are you afraid of? Is someone persecuting undead creatures? Look at what I am."

The monarch floated out from the chest of the logging construct, showing his undead creature form.

Naji looked at the monarch hesitantly, then looked at Ang, and asked: "Are you both undead creatures?"

The monarch nodded and asked again: "What are you afraid of? Is someone persecuting undead creatures?"

Naji said hesitantly: "I don't know if anyone is persecuting undead creatures, but someone is persecuting believers who believe in the undead."

The matter wasn't complicated. Starting a few decades ago, some rumors suddenly spread among major forces, saying that undead creatures were alien objects of the void and would devour the souls and consciousness of all living things. Because souls couldn't return to the source of the void after death, they became undead creatures. This would hollow out the source of the void and let all living things perish together.

So a war of killing undead believers and undead creatures that lasted for decades began. By today, except for the Light Chamber of Commerce, all undead believers didn't dare to say they believed in the undead, or rather, there were no undead believers left. After all, no religious force could withstand long-term suppression.

Naji was one of the few believers with "historical inheritance" because there was an ancestral lich in his family, his great-great-great-great... grandmother. Anyway, he didn't know how many generations it was.

Since he was a child, he had followed his ancestor grandmother to learn various knowledge. The omniscient and knowledgeable ancestor grandmother was the object of his belief and also the embodiment of the undead.

So in the final analysis, Naji actually couldn't be counted as a believer in the undead, but a believer in his ancestor grandmother.

"Decades ago? Rumors? Does the faith war here also start from rumors?" The monarch couldn't help but mutter.

He had lived long enough and had seen too many dirty means. The Light Church back then also used various rumors to attack undead creatures.

For example, the most typical one was that undead creatures ate people, sucked souls, and were contagious. If you stayed in contact with undead creatures for a long time, you would become as dry and ugly as undead creatures, and lose hair. If you were a bit more powerful, you would lose skin and flesh and turn into a skeleton.

Undead creatures didn't even need to eat. How could they eat people?

Facing this kind of means, unless you had Andong's means, it was very difficult to reverse it. So the monarch chose the simplest method—kill!

After killing several batches of rumor-mongers, rumor-spreaders, and rumor-believers, the large-scale slander situation became much less. Although it couldn't be eradicated, at least before the faith storm occurred, no force dared to spread various rumors. Even the Light Church didn't dare.

Undead creatures had already killed people. Who cared if they ate people or sucked souls? Anyway, it was all death. What? Contagion? Yes, undead disaster.

You can fear me, be afraid of me, but you cannot spread rumors. Spreading rumors will kill your whole family.

Unfortunately, there was no powerful Undead Empire here. Under the pressure of public opinion, undead creatures became aliens that everyone shouted to beat, and undead believers became rats crossing the street.

Facing this familiar situation, whether it was the monarch or Ang, they couldn't help but scratch their heads. The monarch was thinking that he couldn't hack people now and had to find a way to restore his strength.

Ang was thinking, how would Andong solve this kind of thing? Could he summon Andong over?

However, the one he most wanted to summon now was Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si. No one helped him speak, so uncomfortable. He had to think of words himself.

Thinking for a while, troubled, Ang asked: "You come, what to do?"

"Purchasing second-hand goods. I am really a merchant, specializing in purchasing various second-hand goods. New ones are also collected. The price is fair, and I don't deceive the living or the dead," Naji hurriedly said.

Faith connection, Ang naturally knew he was telling the truth, but this wasn't the answer he wanted. Thinking for a moment, Ang asked: "How to know, here."

"Some soldiers told me there was a planting garden left behind by the Light Chamber of Commerce, and there were self-propelled constructs inside, asking if I was interested in purchasing, so I came over."

Just as everyone guessed, so the monarch had ambushed him outside early on.

"You give money, to me, soldiers, what to do?" Ang asked.

This sentence was more complicated. Naji wasn't Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si. It took several repetitions to figure it out, and he said as a matter of course: "Then I'm sorry. Ownerless things, whoever picks them up counts. You picked them up first, so they count as yours."

Ang returned the bag containing the magic crystals to Naji and said: "Money, give to soldiers, here, keep secret."

Naji blinked and nodded.

After the discussion, Naji turned to look at the logging construct and said: "That, can the construct be returned to me?"

The monarch floated out unwillingly and muttered: "This construct is quite fun. Good for hacking people." He took a fancy to that circular saw. The monarch had tried many methods of hacking people, just hadn't tried this kind of high-speed rotating circular saw.

Naji crawled and rolled onto the logging construct, immediately closed the cabin door, and turned on various protections. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Ang didn't care about his actions. With the connection of the faith network, even if Naji took back the logging construct, it wouldn't pose a threat to him.

The monarch who changed back into a skeleton walked back, saw the logging construct closing the cabin door and turning on protections, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you closing it for? Haven't finished talking yet."

Naji hesitated for a moment, opened the cabin door, and poked his head out.

If saying the monarch was an undead creature made him feel close, then returning the logging construct to him could be considered to have made him produce trust. If there was malice toward him, how could he return the self-protection weapon to him?

The monarch leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Do you really understand what Ang meant?"

"Understand. Your meaning is that you want to hide here. Everything that can be sold here has been sold. Give the money to those soldiers so they don't get suspicious," Naji said.

The monarch nodded with satisfaction: "That's the meaning."

Naji asked: "Do you want to bribe the patrol team and let them change the patrol route so they don't pass by here?"

The monarch was surprised: "Can you? Won't it make them suspicious? Originally, they might not come if you don't bribe them. If you bribe them, they might get curious and come every day. What if they come every day?"

Naji said helplessly: "Who would be so stupid as to let them not come? The patrol route is not fixed. I'll find a place nearby, build a small tavern, use the excuse of looking after the business, invite them to drink for free, and invite some beautiful maids to entertain them. Will they not go?"

"Even if the captain doesn't want to go, the people below won't agree. It's too far to go to the tavern and then turn back here. Under normal circumstances, they will ignore it and jump directly to the next patrol point. After forming a convention, unless there is a special situation, no patrolling soldiers will pass by here again."

The monarch listened, stunned: "Do you have so many tricks for bribing?"

Naji spread his hands. These are all basic operations. Otherwise, how to be a second-hand merchant? Does bribing the workers looking after the warehouse to pull out the silver-plated magic guide wire to sell need boasting?

"Then like this, I'll deduct 500 magic crystals to build a small tavern, and settle the rest to those soldiers," Naji said.

The monarch nodded with satisfaction.

"Undead bless, may your soul be at peace." Naji drove the logging construct away and spent a lot of effort bribing.

Originally felt that the bribing was in place and foolproof, but a month later when he came back to report, the thing Ang took out gave him a big jump.

"Chaos stone? God, chaos stone? Where did it come from?"

"Planted."

"Pfft—planted? Grown from those shrubs outside? Can you plant chaos stones? Before the Light Chamber of Commerce withdrew, all the chaos trees were poisoned. Not a single living one was left? You actually saved so many and even planted chaos stones?"

"No, no, this pot of yours is too big. I can't catch it. I'm leaving first."