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Chapter 948 Undead Lord's Decree

As the emperor spoke, he tossed Michael a sign billowing with black smoke.

—System notification: You have received the quest "Declaring Administrative Sovereignty over Ghost Island". You have obtained the quest item "Undead Lord's Decree".

Undead Lord's Decree: City Building Decree, usable within undead territories, granting control over the territory.

……

Evil Island! Lord's Decree?!

Sariel and Raphael were both dumbfounded: "Boss, did the Emperor send you here... to take over our territory?"

Gabriel was shocked: "It's still the Undead Lord's Token! Where did you find it? It's very targeted!"

Michael said, "The Emperor probably only knew that the Island of Evil had appeared, but he didn't know that you and the two princes were on the island."

Sariel said in a muffled voice, "If the Fourth Prince has any problems, the Emperor will know."

Raphael panicked: "This is our mobile base, our hidden force used to fight against the Emperor! It's just been taken back by the Emperor with a single token? What's the point of our bank then?"

Michael frowned and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, are you sure this Evil Spirit Island is a wild, indigenous force?"

The Emperor said in a deep voice, "If it is, then rule it and make it part of the empire. If not, then conquer it! You have failed twice since the start of the competition. This time, I hope you will perform well."

After saying this, he disappeared.

The chat group fell silent.

Finally, Sariel sighed, "It seems that this time, the boss cannot afford to fail."

Metatron sighed, "Moreover, the mission issued by the Emperor is clearly to keep the leader away from the Golden Throne. This is essentially a way to prevent the leader from becoming alienated."

Raphael frowned and said, "Perhaps we should ask the Siren goddess for her opinion first?"

Michael said in a deep voice, "Ask away."

……

Raphael found the Sirens: "Goddess, I haven't had a chance to ask you a question yet."

The siren was in high spirits: "Ask away."

Raphael asked, "Who is the owner of our island?"

The siren laughed: "Oh, the whole island worships me, so wouldn't you say I am?"

Raphael rephrased his question: "I mean, the kind of island lord with a lord's decree."

The Siren asked in surprise, "What is the Lord's Decree?"

Raphael asked in surprise, "So there isn't one?"

The siren coughed lightly: "No, I don't think so..."

Raphael hurriedly asked, "You said you wanted to show the Empire your sincerity in cooperation, and that the Empire would send an official to bring our island under the Lord's command. Do you agree?"

Siren frowned: "I've already cooperated very well with the two princes, isn't that enough sincerity?"

He really is a local!
Raphael Khan said, "Only a lord's decree to be incorporated into the empire can be considered a sign of sincerity."

The siren scoffed, "Then it depends on the will of all the evil spirits on the island!"

So the Sirens summoned the evil spirits on the island: "Fellow travelers, if the Empire were to rule us with the Lord's Decree, would we be willing?"

Blacksmith Smith was the first to stand up and object: "Does having a lord's decree make one a lord? What a joke! A lord is one who has the hearts of the people!"

The square was filled with a chorus of protest: "Yes, we oppose it! We oppose it!!"

The Siren said to Raphael, "This is our answer."

Raphael asked, "Is it the will of the people?"

"Correct!"

Raphael Khan said, "But our island is full of evil spirits. What kind of people are evil spirits?"

The Sirens laughed, "The Gem Sage has been here for a day or two, and he still doesn't know what the will of the evil spirits is? How can we allow someone who understands even less about the will of the people to rule us with his so-called Lord's Decree?"

Raphael felt a chill run down his spine: "As the goddess said, the reason she received the island's offerings was because she could steal many ships, so the people of Evil Spirit Island are won over by stealing?"

The goddess laughed and said, "That was true before! Now we've decided to improve relations with the Empire and stop robbing them."

Raphael was taken aback: "Then what about the public sentiment of not seizing the last opportunity?"

The goddess sighed, "Yes, what will become of us now?"

Sariel sighed, "Boss, let's get to the island first. We can do a poll and find out what the people's sentiment is..."

Michael said, "You guys help me with the polls first, and I'll figure out a way to get to the island."

Sariy Khan said, "No, the evil spirits have all sorts of strange wishes. Are we supposed to ask them one by one?"

Michael sighed, "Go ask, maybe it will trigger a bunch of hidden quests."

Sariel panicked: "It would be better to just start a war with someone, and have the boss appear as a war hero to gain the support and recognition of the entire island!"

Michael frowned: "Who can we start a war with?"

Sariel hesitated: "This..."

Gabriel laughed and said, "Didn't our boss just learn a celebration skill? Let's hold a celebration on the island and bring joy to the whole island!"

Michael was taken aback: "But that would require a lot of wine and fireworks, wouldn't it?"

Gabriel laughed and said, "Money isn't the boss's problem, is it?"

Michael sighed, “But that’s thousands of evil spirits! A single celebration would cost at least a thousand bottles of wine! And one celebration certainly wouldn’t be enough; this is no small sum.”

Gabriel laughed and said, "But isn't this the most feasible breakthrough point?"

Michael thought of something: "Raziel, you can go to the prison today to pick up Bishop Sherlock's mission. He must be very rich. Try to make him cough up the money so that he can buy me some wine and also do good deeds to atone for the Dark Soul Witch's sins."

Raziel said helplessly, "Boss, I've been up all night and I want to sleep."

Sariel Raphael Metatron was furious: "Only women and the weak think about sleeping! The strong aren't afraid of staying up all night! Get your act together!"

Michael said in a deep voice, "My matter is of utmost importance."

Raziel trembled: "I...I'll pull myself together..."

……

So Raziel took Bala directly to Sherlock's cell.

First, ring the doorbell: "Bishop Sherlock, I am Raziel, the lawyer and magistrate."

Sherlock was ecstatic: "Sage, I've been waiting for you! Please speak, please come in!"

Raziel led Bala inside.

Sherlock was startled: "And who is this?"

Raziel introduced and got straight to the point: "I bailed out the Dark Soul Witch in the cell next to yours to be my servant. I'm going to do a lot of good deeds to help her atone for her sins."

Sherlock pleaded, "My lord, I can be your attendant too, and I can do good deeds to atone for my sins!"

The men burst into laughter.

How could a fatso compare to a beautiful woman in terms of followers? Raziel was utterly disgusted and speechless, but, well, that was just right.

Raziel asked solemnly, "Are you sure you want to do good deeds to atone for your sins?" The man immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Yes, yes!"

Raziel pulled out his notebook: "But my authority doesn't allow me to bring more followers. We can do good deeds in your name. We need funds, a list of impoverished victims, and we need to contact the winery and fireworks factory to organize a celebration..."

Sherlock was bewildered and anxious: "What I mean is, there must be some misunderstanding about why I came in. I am the governor of the five cities under the Emperor's command. My lord, please go to the Empire to see the Emperor—"

Raziel interrupted impatiently: "Entering the Divine Prison means facing supreme justice. No amount of power is useful here. Just now, the Emperor sent a special envoy to bail out Da Chun, but it was unsuccessful. Besides, the Emperor bailed out Da Chun, not you. Please recognize the situation. You only have one path: do good deeds to atone for your sins!"
Sherlock was immediately dejected: "I have to go out first. I can't just deliver a message from inside the prison."

Raziel grew even more impatient: "Your good friend, Marquis Guaido, is also very powerful. Just let me pass on a message to him and ask him to help us resolve this. It's also a good deed for him."

Sherlock was stunned: "Him? Impossible!"

Raziel sneered: "You must have evidence of his crimes, right? Write down his crimes, and if he dares not to save you, I will immediately accuse him."

Sherlock frowned: "I don't think the Sage can shake him."

Raziel smiled smugly: "Dark Soul Witch, tell the bishop, who am I accusing?"

The Dark Soul Witch said, "The Sage is pursuing the Andariel demons who accused Gem City! They are also the masterminds who have been ordering me to persecute dancers for decades."

Sherlock exclaimed incredulously, "You...how dare you?"

Raziel became interested: "Oh, the bishop knows quite a bit about the Andariel demons?"

Sherlock immediately shook his head in surprise: "I've only heard that it's very powerful and secretive, and no one has been able to investigate this organization."

Raziel laughed: "I dare! Anyway, I'm young, and the divine realm is my backing, so I'm not afraid of anything! All I want is to do great things and raise my reputation. Bishop Sherlock, you won't refuse to help me, will you?"

Sherlock let out a long sigh: "I'll write it..."

Michael let out a long breath: "As expected of Raziel, in that case, I don't need to rush to the island. I'll help you do good deeds and first get this Marquis Guaido under control."

Raziel laughed: "Now I'm not sleepy anymore..."

……

8 pm.

Da Chun let out a deep breath in the bathtub.

As Xiaoqin cleaned, she asked with a smile, "Feeling better now?"

Da Chun felt his bones go soft: "I feel so comfortable, all the fatigue from the afternoon is gone."

Xiaoqin laughed: "It's not that exaggerated. Why don't you just stay home and rest tonight and go to work tomorrow morning?"

Da Chun shuddered. Tomorrow morning? Wouldn't that mean a second round of grain taxes?
At the same time, his concern for the game aroused a strong sense of responsibility in Da Chun: "I have to go. I'm not tired now, I'll go right away."

Xiaoqin got up and dried herself off: "Okay, but you also need to remember to rest."

"understood."

Da Chun changed into new underwear and put on his delivery uniform again. Xiao Qin saw him off at the door.

He turned around and said, "Xiao Fan, Dad's going to work. Do your homework."

"Okay, Dad takes longer to take a shower than I do my homework..."

This brat...

As Da Chun arrived at the entrance of the residential compound, the security guard greeted him again: "Mr. Ding, are you still delivering orders tonight?"

"Yeah, I come back for a meal and then have to go back to work..."

Yes, I must emphasize that I came back for dinner.

While contacting the driver, Da Chun walked out of the community entrance and suddenly spotted the familiar security car at the intersection.

So, they're always there. Maybe they've been following you all afternoon while you were delivering orders.

Soon, the driver's van arrived: "Mr. Ding, we've come to pick you up."

Da Chun laughed and said, "Great! Do you have a ride that goes the same way?"

The driver laughed and said, "Yes!"

"Then I'll drop you off on my way."

9 pm.

Da Chun arrived at the intersection of the alley behind the internet cafe, where there was a specific order for customers from the internet cafe.

Da Chun put on his helmet, carried his suitcase inside, and was greeted by a delivery rider from the same restaurant who waved to him.

Da Chun nodded in response. Da Chun knew that these were the delivery riders Zhou Qing had arranged to come and go, all to cover for him, who only went in and never came out. This feeling of sneaking around was just too exciting!
Da Chun entered the internet cafe's kitchen, where a waiter had already prepared a food cart and was waiting: "Brother Chun!"

Da Chun looked at the steam rising from the food cart and smelled the familiar aroma: "What's this?"

The delivery guy grinned mischievously: "Brother Chun probably didn't eat well for dinner, so the boss will arrange for him to have some extra nutrition. Don't worry, it won't be much."

amount……

"it is good!"

Da Chun squeezed into the food cart, took the elevator, entered his private room, quickly changed out of his delivery uniform, and took the tray. Thus, his secret mission home came to a successful conclusion.

Da Chun opened the plate and saw that it was indeed sea cucumber, oysters, and vermicelli again!

Da Chun was utterly exasperated! What was Qing thinking this week? Did she think that just because I went home, I had to make up for it? We're not even married yet, but she's already so thoughtful…

Da Chun wasn't in a hurry. He ate some nourishing food first before leisurely logging on. Well, actually, he wasn't so leisurely. He was still a little anxious. What would happen in the game if he didn't log on all day?
—System notification: Dear player, welcome to the Golden Continent. It is now 9:23 AM Golden Continent time.

First, let's look at the larger one. The larger Raven isn't in the power plant anymore; instead, it's in a small room filled with various equipment and wiring. Tifa is intently calculating on a machine. Tifa has also disassembled her own Raven's mechanism, with a long string of wires connecting from the core to Tifa's machine.

Where is this? What's going on? Is Chifenda's machine spirit complete? Daiharu sees Tifa completely focused and doesn't disturb her.

I switched to the alt account under the orchard. The alt account had a long list of system notifications indicating successful treatment, and still had hundreds of 90% progress bars.

Da Chun asked, "How's the progress on Earth Lotus?"

Di Lian said, "Father, we have already treated two batches of more than 700 trees. Now we are treating the last batch of more than 300 trees, which is also nearing completion."

Da Chun exclaimed in surprise, "So fast?"

In fact, Da Chun didn't know if this progress was considered fast.

Di Lian said, "Yes, after the tree spirits successfully treated the first batch of fruit trees, they became quite skilled. The second batch was much faster, and the third batch is even faster. They will definitely be able to treat the orchard before tomorrow's monster siege."

There are still 4 hours left in the siege. What's the point of healing the orchard before the siege? We can only hope it's far enough away from the village to avoid being affected.

"Very good, everyone keep up the good work."

The alt account was fine, and Da Chun switched back to the main account.

The guild contacted the siren directly: "Goddess, is there anything I can do during my break?"

Siren laughed: "Just last night, two cruise ships from Gem City let me seize two Hell Bank machines. Master Fa is currently working hard to calculate the connection between the Hell Bank machine and the Imperial Bank machine..."

That's it!

Judging from Tifa's demeanor, Da Chun has absolute confidence in her, after all, she also has the Void Athena's subsystem to help her with calculations.

Siren added, "Furthermore, I received word from the sage that the Empire intends to send officials to take over our Evil Spirit Island using the Undead Lord's Decree, and the entire island held a meeting to oppose it."

Da Chun trembled with shock! The Order of the Undead Lord?

My Black Flag Order was ineffective against the undead, so this separated Evil Spirit Island was completely outside its jurisdiction. My position as city lord was entirely due to everyone's favor. My initial idea was simply to find an undead force to support me, and now… surprisingly?
(End of this chapter)