It is a "backcountry" so "remote" that it is not even covered by a dark canopy, with no towns or villages nearby, surrounded by towering mountain walls of barren land with no roots, and most of the factory facilities are located in the mountains, more like a bunch of caves than factories. Working in such a ghost place, the living conditions are infinitely close to exile, and if you are thrown into Lu Xi's hometown, this kind of "factory" wants to recruit people, not only must you give a high salary, but you must also get a paid vacation period of four or five months every year.

Of course, after all, is it a factory run by the undead lord, can you expect the lich to tell the ghosts and skeletons about human rights and working conditions?

However, to Lu Xi's surprise, the lounge of this Undead Dragon Alchemy Workshop really has a few styles, not so much a lounge, but a salon with several elegant tastes. Leather row sofas, stone chairs and tables are enough to light up the room without being too aggressive. In addition, on both sides of the wall, there are very bright decorative oil paintings, although they are not the works of famous artists, but the colors are extremely gorgeous, which adds a few bright visual impacts to the room carved out of the stone wall, and seems to have a lot more vitality. On the marble stone platform in the center of the room, there are also transparent trays and restaurants, displaying a variety of colorful liquors and drinks.

In any city in the world, a slightly high-end salon is probably this decoration style, which is completely different from the imaginary lounge belonging to the undead...... Anyway, the fact that the undead need to rest is already very discordant, okay?

"Miss Fenathia and Miss Rin should have just become a member of our great Immortal Empire not long ago, maybe they still have some inherent prejudices, right? If it is rumored outside, we use human leather sofas, human oil candles, human bone chairs. And he doesn't need to eat or sleep, and hides in the dark room all year round, dumping corpses and bones. Green ghosts fluttered and hovered around the room, ghosts crying wolves. Bonion gave a playful look to his dull and elastic face. said with a smile: "Now, when you see this scene, do you feel very unacceptable? ”

Lu Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his heart. He lowered his face, as if he had known each other for the first time, and looked him up and down again.

This guy, it seems that the style of painting has changed? Ten minutes ago, he seemed to be an excellent "factory director" with a strong aura of a gold medal businessman, but now he suddenly squeezed out such a sassy smile on the face of the dry corpse, what kind of trouble did he want to make? Dual personality? Personality change? Or rather. This is another actor?

"Like, you may have misunderstood. We are indeed newcomers, but we should not take such a common sense prejudice as a fact. Dr. Bonniel, the Immortal is also entitled to a qiē. ”

"What a sensible man you are! Miss Fenahia, I was really moved. The lich nodded earnestly and smiled with a "gratifying" smile: "Even if an 'immortal' lich like me doesn't need to eat, drink, or sleep, it's not just the immortals who live here. And those 'mortals' who don't have the strength to live forever. The lich shook his head: "Of course, even a living dead like me misses what it was like to be a 'mortal' and be able to experience the five senses straight down." The aroma of the wine, the abundance of the food, the wind - whether it is a loud wind or a gentle breeze. The sensation of flowing through the body. But now, I don't feel anything. The only thing left is visual. So I can only use the colors to recall the emotion when I was alive. ”

His dialogue accentuated several particular words. As if I wanted something to emphasize. Following his statement, if you take a closer look, you can find that the appearance and color of the wine displayed here are indeed very gorgeous, even to the point of bewitching, but many of the wines are actually of the public grade, even if they are given to a small nobleman in the countryside, maybe people will be disgusted.

The style of painting has changed again? Five minutes ago, he was a "factory director" who was a business expert in the production market, and one minute he was a sassy uncle who was willing to laugh at himself, and now he has become a dissident who is extremely dissatisfied with the status quo and full of grievances, and then is he ready to be a revolutionary?

Lu Xi felt that he was indeed right to come on this trip. Because almost every minute, he has a new understanding of the strange group of lichs, which is really too high.

"Can you say such things here now?" Miss True Ancestor glared at Bonier, sneering unceremoniously, but it was much closer than the polite but detached smile she had in front of the other Lich and Necromantic Knights.

"Don't worry, this is my private lounge, so even if a barrier is put in place to interfere with prophecy and detect magic, Githil, and even the Plague King himself, won't be too suspicious. Also, at this time, Claudir should be informing Gittier about your bloodline, and the Plague King, of course, is still the same, and will definitely put most of his energy into deducing that ethereal legend, let alone spying on my little character. Aside from these two powers, there will not be a single caster of Henas who can spy on me with magic. ”

This is a very realistic statement, but it is also very accurate. Prophecy magic is very powerful, probing life and death, communicating guò go, looking to the future, probing intrigues, estimating national events, and catching stalkers and exhibitionists, if you are really idle and sad, even if you want to catch the thief who stole your underwear yesterday, if you abandon the cost performance, it can be done. But again, although this ability is convenient, it is also easy to crack and conceal, and it is very difficult for one spellcaster to use prophecy to spy on another spellcaster's actions. If a spellcaster like Bonier, whose strength has reached the 5th Golden Order, really wants to interfere with his sense of existence through magical means, it is estimated that he will really have to succeed only if a character like Githil or even Kazan takes action himself.

"Whew, I never thought there would be such a situation!" Blast covered his forehead. sighed, if it came to this point, she still couldn't understand the relationship between the two. That's insulting your own intelligence.

"Anyway, Miss Awen. You've surprised me again! Well, from the day I first met you, such surprises have never been broken. Lu Xi said. Of course, in order not to make his compulsion look too low, his expression should still be very calm.

"So, let's reintroduce you. Mr. Bonnelle, don't look like he's a lich, but he's actually his own. Miss True Ancestor smiled beautifully, "You can trust him as you trust me." ”

…… Actually, I don't trust you much. Hurricane also looked at each other with a smile of the same band and character, but said in his heart.

"You've got a big problem for me. Miss Yawen, I am willing to trust you because you have irreconcilable contradictions with the Lord of the Plague. We have a common enemy that must be defeated, and this is the most realistic and solid foundation for cooperation. So, what about Mr. Bonnier? Lu Xi said the above words in an unceremonious tone, and then his attitude changed. Affectionately extended his hand to the lich, who also had excellent acting skills: "Of course, anyway, you are the only lich I have seen so far who is good in the first image, even if the cooperation fails." We can also try to give it to a friend. ”

Do you think this is the first time you meet at a business banquet? Hurricane glanced at Lu Xi angrily.

"So, first of all, can you introduce yourself?"

All right. It's a job interview again. Tempest shrugged and stepped aside. As if he didn't think of himself as an outsider at all, he casually found a bottle of brightly colored juice from the wine table. Then he poured himself full, and while shaking the drink in the cup, he curled up on the sofa in a very comfortable position, looking like he was watching a play.

Of course, the wind is not the kind of girl who is familiar and has a big grin, on the contrary, she is a gentle, modest and empathetic good girl. She had to bear the heavy burden of debt and complex organization at a young age, and the group of knights under her hand were completely raised by her as pets and children.

Perhaps because of this, the current King of the Night Sky has a great spirit of sacrifice and a sense of responsibility like a mother at a young age. If there is any member of Lu Xi's Crystal Palace who seems to be able to live together honestly, maybe she is the only one. The so-called kitchen under the hall, the outside can push the boss together, and the inside can keep the family business, so that every man is willing to take home the good sister paper to be offered, except for the wind, but who else can there be?

At this time, the reason why she made such an abnormal act of not treating herself as an outsider was actually just to distance herself from the lich. Unbeknownst to others, she was dangling a drink with one hand, but the other hand was already hidden in the placket of her clothes, pinching open a handprint. This is a dimensional gate spell that she has prepared a long time ago, the exit is open outside the mountain, if the situation changes, she can definitely open the magic and pull Lu Xi to escape within half a second.

As for the strange behavior of the wind, no one noticed it, or rather, it was discovered but there was no special idea. This lich of unprecedented variety that Lu Xi and Tempest had never seen before, Mr. Bonnier nodded thoughtfully, frowned at the brow that had no eyebrows, and groaned for a moment, as if he was remembering something, and then slowly spoke: "Then, when do we need to start?" The past days seem to be a withered yellow picture, slowly eroded with the torrent of time, and gradually indifferent and faded. Even for me, it takes a little bit of time to really remember. ”

Have you become a literary youth again? In other words, you have to count how many times you have changed your style today?

"That's it, I've become a lich for three hundred and forty-six years, seven months, eighty-nine days, seventeen hours and thirty-nine minutes!"

It's been accurate to the minute, hey, how much resentment do you have?

But then again, a lich with a "lifespan" of more than three hundred years, who can only be regarded as a young man in this group, already has the strength of the Golden 5th Order, which can be regarded as an outstanding talent. However, this lifespan also shows that he is a new lich who has only become "his own man" in the last few hundred years. If you want to talk about the kindness of Cheng Dù, it is naturally not as good as those "old brothers" who have been following the plague king for thousands of years, but now he is hot for such an important position as the workshop manager and the fat shortage of good income, which shows that he also has a skill in interpersonal relations and office politics.

"At that time, I had just embarked on my own business path, and I had made a lot of money by trading grain. That's really a high-spirited, white-clothed and fluttering era......" The eyes with a faint green firelight looked at the sky, but his hoarse voice was full of attraction, and he really brought Lu Xi and Blast, who listened to his story for the first time, to his memories. (To be continued......)