Douluo: Reincarnation of Wendy, the Wind of Freedom

Chapter 137: Renamed to Mello Petersburg

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on the messenger's forehead, and her expression, which had originally relaxed a lot, stiffened again. She looked at Wendy with a wry smile.

"No, I dare not. This is the result of your hard work. I don't know much about it, so I dare not comment on it."

Wendy sighed helplessly, shook her head gently, and didn't say anything more.

Is that really the case?

He really just wanted to ask the envoy if he had any other opinions or better suggestions for improvement here.

But now it seems that it is being regarded as a test again.

Wendy understood that the people around the King of Slaughter seemed to be so afraid of him that they didn't even dare to speak their minds.

It seems that if you really want to see how the local people of Douluo view the current City of Slaughter and Melo Petersburg, you still need to go to the lowest level yourself.

Those prisoners who have committed the least serious crimes, who know the pros and cons and are not so extremely afraid of him, are also the ones who follow the Mello-Petersburg Law.

This group of people is most likely to say something useful.

This matter came to an end, as the elevator slowly stopped, and with a "click!", the door opened.

This is the top floor of the Mellow Petersburg. Although there is sound insulation, you can still faintly hear the sound of steel colliding from below.

"Lord Wind God, it's just ahead."

The messenger bowed slightly, turned his head to look at the door at the end of the road ahead, and made a "please" gesture.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a series of noises, the steel door was pushed open by the messenger. The ferocious-looking man inside turned around instantly, frowned and was about to ask what happened, but the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"Wind, Lord Wind God? You are finally back! Lord Wind God!"

He is the king of killing. He adjusted his state in the first moment, took a few big steps, knelt on one knee in front of Wendy, lowered his head and greeted her with a smile.

The messengers on the side were stunned, and after they reacted, they silently gave the King of Killing a thumbs up.

nb!

How does the saying go, if you lick thighs to perfection, you will be the winner in your life...

Wendy's expression became extremely strange, as if he knew where the bad habits here came from.

The leader is even more exaggerated than the people below!

The corners of his mouth twitched violently, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, get up first. I have something to tell you."

The King of Slaughter immediately took the order, stood up respectfully, and looked at Wendy with a firm look as if he wanted to join the party.

Wendy held her forehead with her hand, feeling a little headache.

"First, delete the first rule of that rule..."

"Yes!"

The King of Killing nodded readily and said, "It's okay, just delete it."

Because the second rule is "Lord Wind God is the creator of this place and the benefactor of everyone. Everyone must greet Lord Wind God when they see him."

Of course, Wendy didn't know all this. After all, the messenger had just been interrupted by Wendy before he could even say the second message. Now she didn't dare to remind him and could only watch helplessly from the side.

If the adults find out in the end that most of these rules are actually about "Lord Wind God", will they blame her as the messenger for not telling the whole story?

The messenger swallowed his saliva in his heart and felt like crying but had no tears.

It’s so damn hard to be a good subordinate!
On the other hand, Wendy has already started to explain the serious matters, such as the subsequent development of the City of Slaughter.

The last thing is to change the name of the City of Killing.

"What do you think of calling this place Melo Petersburg?"

"Everything is up to the adults."

Looking at the well-behaved appearance of the King of Killing, Wendy was speechless.

"Well, since you agree, let's change the name." "The City of Slaughter sounds too murderous. Mello Petersburg will be relatively mild."

The King of Slaughter nodded in agreement. What a coincidence, he felt the same way.

"Oh, there is one more thing, about you."

There was silence for a while. Just when the King of Slaughter thought he had finished the task and was about to carry out the task assigned by Wendy, Wendy suddenly spoke.

The body of the King of Slaughter shook visibly.

About yourself?
He was a little confused. Did he do something wrong? Was the adult planning to replace him?
Just when his heart was about to become a mess, Wendy's next words struck him like lightning.

"Take off this skin. Not only do I want to give him freedom, but I also want you to manage this place with your true self."

After these words were spoken, Killing was stunned.

With a plop, he instantly knelt on the ground.

Staring blankly at Wendy, he thought of everything, except the fact that Wendy was talking about this.

This skin, Tang Chen...

The King of Killing was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, he looked up at Wendy.

"Sir, do you really want to do this?"

Tang Chen doesn't have long to live. Even if the King of Slaughter leaves his body now, he won't live long.

This person, this body had long been sucked dry, and the only reason it could hold on was because he was still attached to it.

But facing the King of Killing, Wendy nodded calmly.

"Don't worry, show me your true form and I won't do anything to you."

"Don't worry, you won't die, although I'm not invincible..."

"But I can make you a promise. As long as you leave this space and Mello Petersburg, you will never die."

The King of Slaughter remained silent and bowed deeply to Wendy.

"Yes, my lord."

"Shall we go out? The space here is a bit small."

Wendy nodded slightly.

Accompanying the King of Killing, Water Dragon King, and Keqing, Venti disappeared from the spot in an instant.

As for the messenger, she was sent to her post by Wendy and had nothing to do here.

The King of Killing, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, or now we should really call him the Little Bat.

Wendy brought a few people to a piece of empty space outside Melo Petersburg, and this time she stopped.

Turning around, he nodded slightly at the King of Slaughter.

"Let's get started. Don't worry, I'm here. Nothing will happen."

Tang Chen, Wendy will not do anything to him, just let him leave the City of Slaughter.

As for the blood-red nine-headed bat king, Wendy will create a human body for him.

After all, ancient beasts like him cannot transform into humans, which is not conducive to the management of the City of Slaughter.

Under Wendy's order, the blood-red nine-headed bat king stopped struggling.

After all, Lord Wind God has promised him such benefits. If he still doesn't agree, he will be the one who doesn't know what is good for him.

Taking a deep breath, his body began to tremble slightly.

It has been so many years, he doesn't know how long it has been since he last revealed his true identity.

(Two updates here, and one more update will be added later. I haven’t finished coding yet, I’m working hard, probably around one or two in the morning.)
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