The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 553 - 441 Monkey Orcs Make Trouble in the Divine Realm

Chapter 553: Chapter 441 Monkey Orcs Make Trouble in the Divine Realm

"To find out what happened next, please tune in to the next episode!"

Smack!

The wood struck the table.

No one knew why the Undead would do such a thing, but the Beastmen who had gathered around to listen to the story were already addicted, finding every action fascinating.

And the instant the wood hit the table, the feeling of longing, as if hooked and pulled upwards, tugged at the greedy worms within their bellies.

They wanted to continue listening!

It all started today.

Initially, when the Undead said he would tell a story from his homeland, the Beastmen scoffed, for while they indeed loved hero tales, they had no interest in those of human heroes.

But when the Beastmen heard the tale of "a Monkey Beastman who exploded out of a rock," everything changed.

Involuntarily turning into an audience, they were curious about the experiences of that Monkey Beastman, and when they learned he sought great power, they felt a strong sense of identification.

That’s right, we Beastmen are born with a love for pursuing mighty power!

Afterward, the Beastman even became the apprentice of a powerful and mysterious deity, learning the terrifying magic known as "72 Transformations," which allowed him to change into anything.

Beastmen could actually use magic, and they weren’t even of the Priest class.

Moreover, the Monkey Beastman could somersault for eighty-thousand leagues in one tumble—exaggerated, but they liked it.

If it had ended there, it would have been just another story that Beastmen liked.

But later on, that Monkey Beastman actually went to the domains of the four fearsome Dragon Kings to steal the Divine Artifacts. Dragons are considered to be at least on the same level as the Beast King, so the Dragon Kings would certainly be stronger.

Such mighty beings had to bow to the Monkey Beastman.

Somewhat satisfying.

What came next was even more thrilling. The Divine King of the Divine Realm actually allowed the Monkey Beastman to ascend to godhood directly, hitting the Beastmen’s exhilaration spot, as they worshipped the Beastmaster, an Evil God. Even now, as they had grown into a powerful force, they still couldn’t change the innate inferiority within the hearts of Beastmen.

And then, the Monkey Beastman was ordered to tend horses.

Among the many professions of the Beastmen, which was the most lowly? Beast Tamer!

They felt the injustice! Truly, the animals were too wronged!

So when the Monkey Beastman outright refused to continue, all the Beastmen felt relieved. Even when the Monkey Beastman raised a flag proclaiming himself to be "Equal to Heaven," the Beastman listeners’ blood boiled with excitement—they felt the same.

But even the Beastmaster wouldn’t dare to do that, right?

And when the Monkey Beastman "caused a great uproar in the Divine Realm," invincible under the heavens, with a hundred thousand Divine Realm Angels no match for him, the Beastmen roared with excitement.

Brandishing their weapons wildly, it was as if they were the ones causing havoc in the Divine Realm, an imposing presence on all sides.

The more they heard, the more excited they got, and the more Beastmen crowded around to listen.

"Our ’Journey to the West’ surely has a lot of fans," said Long Live Sister Li, pausing to take a drink while speaking to a friend broadcasting live.

"They’re not doing too bad over there," Loves White Silk shook their head, indicating that their own duo was actually just average.

"What are they telling? ’The Lord of the Rings’? I just tried, and they seemed to have no interest in adventure stories with humans, Dwarves, and Elves as the main characters. They actually like Sauron," Long Live Sister Li asked.

"That’s because Lionheart Fort uses the power of the Abyss."

"It’s not telling, it’s performing—they have experts over there who actually know how to act out plays and operas," Loves White Silk gestured, "Haven’t you noticed? Our audience is all strong Beastmen with thick body hair, not a single exquisite Beastwoman among them? They’ve all crowded over there to watch the performance, ’Beauty and the Beast,’ and they’ve even adapted the Beast’s gender—turning it into a love story between a Beastwoman and a human Prince. Look at those prostitutes crying their eyes out."

"Damn, they’re cutting off all other entertainment at the root."

"The root? It’s still early days, let’s take it slow," Loves White Silk shook their head, "It’s truly unimaginable, the level of intelligence in these NPCs, outrageously high—they seem to truly understand the stories and even analyze them."

"Let’s go, time to do quests."

...

"It turns out that the Heart of Calamity is the easiest material to collect."

Lind flipped through the Magic Potion materials.

He knew that Miss Mico had not yet advanced to Legendary, and with her talent, ascending to Legendary would be very difficult. So taking the Magic Potion formula back now would be useless.

Might as well take this opportunity to collect more materials in the Magic Land, letting the Undead work hard.

"Do you really have such confidence in your own Undead?" Magdalena asked.

After she left last time, it wasn’t long before she returned again.

Upon learning that the Undead had not joined Lionheart Fort for an offensive, but as spies, she nearly lost her composure and transformed into Calamity.

Even if the Lionheart King was arrogant, he could not ignore 3,000 spies, especially when they were all humans.

"After they joined Lionheart Fort, they would only be incessantly sent to their deaths."

"The Corrupt King told you?" Lind asked.

He was quite curious about the scene of the chubby-faced Princess calling a beast ’Auntie’, it must be... quite interesting.

"The Corrupt King will not let down his guard against enemies," Magdalena replied.

"Don’t worry, the Undead are living well," Lind answered casually.

He could always spy on them, and honestly, he was still shocked by the Undead’s clever maneuvers.

At first, the Undead really did fall into the endless cycle of being killing machines, unable to move freely, unable to intersect with other Beastmen, let alone destroy Lionheart Fort from the inside.

But the Undead quickly found other ways to get out of their predicament, and storytelling was just the beginning.

What followed was a real showcase of talents.

For instance, Sydney’s brother had brought the lessons of success to Lionheart Fort, where a group of third or even fourth-rank experts gathered with their stools to listen to his lectures on the techniques of success, occasionally responding with "applause if you understand," bewilderingly clapping along.

Others fully utilized their professional advantages and directly hired sexy beast women and handsome Beastmen to perform in plays, which they claimed to be dramas, but were actually more like "sweet fluff" shows.

It was truly rustic, yet at the same time incredibly captivating.

Not just Lionheart Fort, but even the entire Magic Land, let alone the other three continents, entertainment was quite dull, none could withstand an invasion by the Undead on all fronts.

Moreover, these Undead had quite the potential to be "Electronic Schemers," always able to offer advice that was pleasing to the ear, smoothing every Beastman’s fur.

In a game, when NPCs show the players their affection progression bar, the only thing left is to crazily increase the affection!

It was precisely because he saw the progress of the Undead that Lind dared to relax, and he wasn’t worried about the Undead betraying him because their mission was to destroy Lionheart Fort, destined to turn against the Lionheart King.

"It’s really just pure trust between you," Magdalena exclaimed.

She envied that kind of relationship.

Pure trust?

Questions started to appear in Lind’s mind, the reason he never dared to relax was exactly because of distrust towards the Undead.

But, Magdalena wasn’t wrong about one thing, he really did believe that as long as the Undead could gain enough benefits, they would definitely turn on him.

"Are these materials hard to obtain?" Lind inquired casually, as if discussing a trivial matter.

"They’re somewhat difficult to get, only found in Wilderness Ruins and the Beast’s Nest, hard to collect," Magdalena nodded, "You might not know, but the west lands ruled by the Beastmaster are actually abandoned wastelands."

"I could have guessed as much," Lind said.

"However, if you could go to Stone Beast Fort, you should be able to assemble a few batches."

"Only a few batches?" Lind was slightly dissatisfied.

"How many do you want?" she asked.

"The more, the better," Lind answered.

He had rabbits to feed at home, not only that, William was also on the Sun Knight Path, and with his talent, ascending to Legendary status would not be difficult.

"Is it for the Undead?" Magdalena suddenly asked.

Lind turned to look at her, not understanding what she had concocted in such a short time.

"Well, you’re not wrong," he nodded.

He could only consume a Magic Potion once, but the Undead were different; they were millions in number, the main market for Magic Potions would be the Undead.

Yet it wouldn’t be easy for the Undead to obtain a Legendary Potion; they must pay a hefty price!

Cultivating a Legendary level Pharmacist required a terrifying amount of resources, beyond the capacity of ordinary Undead, and while wealthy tycoons might afford to cultivate one, as long as Lind’s prices for potions remained below theirs, the Undead would immediately abandon any attempts at cultivation.

Even if some stubbornly insisted on cultivating their own Pharmacists, it would only be a minority without the advantage of price, thus uncompetitive.

Just thinking about the Undead purchasing Magic Potions from him in the future made Lind suddenly feel that he should promote the "Sun Knight" and "Moon Wizard" careers more, leading other Undead down this path intentionally.

Whether it worked well or not was irrelevant, the guidance had to be executed perfectly, as long as they embarked on these paths, the Undead’s upgrades would eventually rely on him.

Cultivating customers in advance!

It would be best to also make connections with other continents, encouraging them to change their directions too.

"Ground promotions are too slow and inefficient, we should organize more PvP competitions, and boss battles, demonstrating the advantages of Sun Knights and Moon Wizards, then release the potion recipes and advancement techniques from regular Great Knights to Senior Grand Knights, drawing the Undead to join willingly."

Once they joined, they would become my personal crops.

What a pity, the Undead were not present at the moment, otherwise, Lind would have made sure to put on a show.

Magdalena gazed at Lind’s handsome face, not because she approached him for his looks, but because she wanted to understand more about Lind, to understand the reasons for the Undead’s fervent adoration and fanatical following.

She had discussed this with the Corrupt King after returning; the Undead, unafraid of death yet greedy, why were they so loyal to Lind?

Now she felt she had found the reason.

Such a conscientious Dominus, Magdalena felt ashamed in comparison.