Douluo: Reincarnation of Wendy, the Wind of Freedom

Chapter 113 The Prototype of Mello Petersburg
"You'll know if you go in and take a look."

"Let's go, let's talk as we walk."

Venti walked in front, while Keqing beside him volunteered to explain the whole story to the Water Dragon King in detail.

Before, outside, they just told the Water Dragon King roughly about Wendy's plan to rebuild the City of Slaughter.

Now, after Keqing's detailed explanation, the Water Dragon King finally came to his senses.

At the same time, her expression became extremely bitter.

As she had already broken through to the level of God King, she could naturally feel what the City of Slaughter was.

This is a space that is truly independent of Douluo Continent.

Moreover, it is quite stable and is no longer the prototype of the world from the time of the Asura God.

As a result, this place that had formed its own little world was just casually reconstructed by Wendy...?
Looking at the blue sky and the breeze that was everywhere around him, the Water Dragon King really couldn't imagine that the City of Slaughter that Keqing described was what it looked like a few days ago.

While the Water Dragon King was lost in thought, they had already arrived at the City of Slaughter.

In the outer city, there are no longer any skinny villains to be found everywhere.

On the contrary, there are very few people here, and even if there are, they have already hidden in their houses and dare not come out.

The rule of submitting Bloody Marys as protection money was long since abolished.

There is no Bloody Mary in the Killing City now, after all, the Hell Road has been purified by Wendy.

In the current Killing City, a completely new set of rules is implemented.

The new rules come from Wendy's impression, but they are just beginning and are not yet perfect.

"What do you think of the current Killing City?"

As they walked, Wendy suddenly spoke, and once again asked the King of Slaughter a soul-searching question that could take his life.

A chill rushed straight to the top of his head, and the King of Killing took the high ground with his intelligence, nodding repeatedly.

"Not bad, very good!"

"It's just that I feel that the current Killing City is not perfect and needs further instructions from the adults."

As he spoke, the King of Slaughter bowed his hands with a flattering smile on his face.

Wendy didn't say anything, but raised her hand, and a white letter appeared in her hand.

"Since there is a clear order of rewards and punishments, how can it work without corresponding planning?"

This is a blueprint, delicious crab roe...ah, it's the construction blueprint of Mello Petersburg.

Wendy drew this a few days ago when she had nothing to do and found some paper and pen.

Considering that this is neither the deep sea nor the continent of Teyvat, he made some special improvements to make the entire building more in line with the Douluo Continent and more suitable for the City of Slaughter.

This is a huge project, almost the same as rebuilding the Killing City.

But the King of Slaughter did not refuse. Not only did he not dare to refuse, but what Wendy said was not unreasonable.

Many people were dissatisfied with the new rules of reward and punishment from Mellow Petersburg.

Most of these people were the ones who received the heaviest punishment.

They united to rebel, but because they could not use their martial spirits, they were suppressed by the King of Slaughter and his guards.

As an aside, Wendy did not erase the rule that martial spirits cannot be used in the City of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter still has the right to allow others to remove or add seals.

This was a small gift from Wendy, and it could be considered a non-existent token, recognizing him and allowing him to continue to manage the City of Slaughter.

The essence of this place is still a prison, and each prisoner is stronger than the other. It still takes some strength for the guards here to suppress them.

After the rebels were suppressed, the King of Slaughter did not kill them, but planned to imprison them according to the meaning of the order. Then he discovered the problem.

There are no prisons in the City of Killing!
Helplessly, he could only throw that group of people into the long-abandoned hell killing field and lock them up first.

Looking at the drawings given to him by Wendy, isn't it the thing that can solve his troubles?

Reconstructing the Killing City is the first step to give it a new life.

Rebuild order, make the city of killing no longer a city of sin, make it orderly.

A system with clear rewards and punishments makes everything normal.

The blueprint that Wendy just took out has determined the future development trend of the City of Slaughter.

This place will no longer be filled with killing, nor will it be a lawless and disorderly area.

"My Lord, there is one more thing that worries me."

As if he had thought of something, the King of Slaughter suddenly looked at Wendy with some worry.

At this time they had entered the inner city, and Wendy was observing everything around her.

Unlike the outer city areas which are submissive and submissive, the inner city areas are obviously much more aggressive.

The most common people seen on both sides are not the ordinary Fallen in the City of Slaughter, but the guards of the King of Slaughter.

They are always ready to suppress the rioters. In fact, they have questioned this new rule, but just like the King of Killing did not dare to question Wendy.

This group of people did not dare to question the orders of the King of Killing.

The situation in the city has actually improved a lot. After all, the group of people who rebelled a few days ago have been educated and locked up by the King of Killing.

Although it still seems uneasy here, Wendy is satisfied.

Completely transforming this city where sin has long been entrenched is not a matter of a day or two; it is a process that takes time.

However, facing the sudden worry of the King of Killing, Wendy turned to look at him and nodded.

"If you have any concerns, just speak up. You know this place better than I do. If there's anything inappropriate, I'll take your suggestions into account."

The King of Slaughter's heart tightened, and he quickly shook his head and waved his hands, beginning to deny.

"No, no, no, sir, you misunderstood. What I meant was that I am a little worried about the materials for rebuilding the City of Slaughter."

"Don't worry, sir, the person in charge of the reconstruction. With me and my men here to guard, few people dare to rebel now."

"But for such a large-scale transformation, I'm worried that even if we demolish the entire Killing City, we may not be able to replicate it."

The King of Slaughter looked unhappy.

This is also what he is most worried about now.

He was not worried about someone rebelling, nor was he worried about someone taking advantage of this opportunity to make small moves, nor was he worried about the size of the project.

Because he will personally monitor all of this, no one can violate the rules under his nose.

But there is only one thing: he has no materials!
There is nothing, so what can he build with? He is very powerful, but he doesn’t have the ability to create something out of thin air.

There was no other way. For the sake of his own life, he could only ask for help from Lord Wind God.

Wendy paused slightly and looked at the King of Killing.

"Little bat."

"I heard that you have been cooperating with the Spirit Hall in the past? Most of the basic resources you used to survive were traded from the Spirit Hall, right?"

(It’s the end of the month, and I see that others seem to be asking for votes recently, so I’ll ask for votes too, family members (#^.^#))

(End of this chapter)