Gatekeeper of all realms

Chapter 137 Whose fault?
Shen Ye was confused when he heard a wild laugh coming from the dining table.

"The undead!"

"Make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise our army will go straight to Evernight City after flattening 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.

But 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:
"From the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe, allow me to explain."

"——The orcs are now able to mass-produce battle axes of this quality. In addition, the quality of their other weapons and armor has also improved dramatically, and they have basically reached the excellent level."

"Yes. With their mass-produced equipment, they should be able to wipe out 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 axe.

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?
In the past, they were often described by other races as "stupid", "nice people", "clear eyes" and so on.

Now they are about to sweep 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 asking:
"Have they mastered new forging techniques?"

"No." The banshee replied.

"A master of forging has appeared?"

"Not at all."

"Did you gain anything from excavating the ruins?"

"We're getting further and further away."

"I'm sorry, I really don't know what the situation is. Can you just tell me directly?" asked Ms. Daisy.

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've been to the orcs' grasslands, so you should understand their living habits."

Ms. Daisy continued: "Yes, I know them - they are hardworking and easily satisfied, happy to enjoy everything given by nature, including death, so I have never felt that they are a threat."

The banshee held her breath and whispered, "But the orcs now..."

"What's wrong?" Daisy was already impatient.

"They've started working 996." The banshee said, with a hint of fear 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 just fake news that the human race deliberately released to scare everyone? I heard that scouts from all over the world went to the human race's hinterland to gather information, and they didn't implement the real 996!"

"Yes," the banshee responded quickly in a low voice, "but the orcs are stupid. They think that doing this can scare other tribes - and they are actually doing it!"

Ms. Daisy was stunned and said in an unbelievable tone:
"Go to work at 9 o'clock every morning, get off work at 9 o'clock in the evening, take an hour break at noon and in the evening - even less than an hour, and work 6 days a week?"

"Yes, that's what the orcs are doing now," said the banshee.

"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 the effort to forge new weapons."

"But it's different now."

"They implemented the 996 work system, and the production capacity of iron forging and weapon casting alone increased sharply."

"As you know, if the casting process is average, then the probability of a blue quality weapon appearing during the casting process is only 0.5%." "But now the production capacity has increased."

"The orcs used to only be able to make two battle axes a day."

"Now there are more workers, longer working hours, stricter management, and we have to work overtime every day—"

"They can now make two thousand tomahawks - every day!"

"Please calculate the number of blue quality weapons per day."

"And this is just the battle axe. Other aspects have made a qualitative leap."

"No one dares to look down on orcs now!"

Ms. Daisy spread her hands and said, "So, we have to start working 996 too?"

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 Earl was just about to go on vacation, but the orcs showed up to demonstrate the power of 996 and demanded that the Earl 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 work 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 still needs my guidance and support, and there are also some things to do with the community's orphans and widows."

"No one wants 996, Daisy," said the lich.

"If you have a chance to meet the count later, please persuade him." said the dark elf.

"Me?" Daisy was stunned.

The other undead nodded in unison.

At this time, a waiter came to the banquet hall and whispered:

"Ms. Daisy, please take your men 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 Count."

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 exuded a natural majesty, his eyes were piercing, and his voice was rich and magnetic:
"Daisy, you're here at the right time. I've always believed that the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe is the best art group in the entire empire."

"You are too kind." Ms. Daisy bowed again.

"It's like this - I have a very important diplomatic mission here, and I need a dance troupe that can represent our Undead Empire to accompany me, so I must let you compete fairly." said the Earl.

"We at the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe are never afraid of challenges," said Ms. Daisy.

"Of course! Of course! So the question is this——"

The count waved his hand.

A ball of water the size of a basketball appeared in front of everyone.

"My technique can transform water into endless forms, and you should use it to create art."

"Let's improvise a scene—"

"But first, I want to show you the works of the Graybone Dance Troupe and the Dust-sealed Dark Dance Troupe. This is to prevent you from repeating the same work."

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 moving, making beautiful songs, and finally turning into the big words "Gray Bone Song and Dance Troupe".

"This is the work of Gray Bone, and below is the Dust and Darkness Song and Dance Company."

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 the turn of the Dark Night Rose Song and Dance Troupe - you can discuss it, as long as it doesn't repeat the previous two."

said the earl.

All visions disappeared, and the mass of water was still suspended in front of him, waiting for the final challenger.

(End of this chapter)