My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

The bald man, who was initially disheartened,

I was really annoyed by these comforting words that kept bringing up money.

"Get lost! You money-grubbing bastard."

"Believe it or not, I'll show you what it means to have a flushed face!"

"Then we'll go and discuss the true meaning of reproduction with the goblins."

The second-in-command's extremely threatening words sent a chill down Scarface's spine.

He quickly glanced around at the goblins whose eyes were glowing.

He quickly waved his hands, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll leave."

"But one shouldn't be too rigid in one's ways; when it's time to make money, one still has to make it."

Hearing Scarface's mutterings, Bald Wu Di wanted to retaliate again.

But Dorothy stopped him with a single blow.

"Hey, you incompetent subordinates, haven't you caused enough trouble?"

"The tasks assigned by the Father God should be completed with gratitude."

"I'm not here to waste your time blaming each other, Doro!"

As the buzzing rod rises,

Wu Di Zheng Liang had a large bump on the top of his head.

The pain made him grimace, and he almost couldn't control himself and was about to explode.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, he remembered the other party's identity.

That was the divine messenger appointed by the Demon God, and his rightful superior.

If you want to gain a stable position here

Just as Scarface said, one shouldn't be too rigid in one's ways.

You need to be flexible in defining your bottom line.

After having a plan in mind.

The second-in-command, whose eyes had been darting back and forth, suddenly changed his angry expression.

He readily agreed, very obsequiously.

He showered her with compliments:

"Hahaha, Her Majesty's admonition is correct!"

"It is our honor to follow under the Father God."

"The tasks assigned by him must be completed 200%; otherwise, it is considered disrespectful and ungrateful."

"It is a sign of failing to live up to the grace of the Father God."

Wu Di's sudden change stunned Scarface and Hawkeye, who were standing to the side.

Their eyes twitched wildly, and their lips twitched.

I was already cursing under my breath.

But what shattered their worldview even more was what the other party said next.

That was a perfect demonstration of the abilities of a counterfeit negotiation expert and a cunning strategist:

There's an old saying that goes, "Cuteness is justice."

"The Queen is not only lovely, but also the Father God's most brilliant aesthetic creation."

"Look at that short pink hair and purple eyes, doesn't it hint at an aura of dominion over all things?"

"Especially when you wave the buzzing stick in your hand, the world loses its color and the earth roars."

"It's definitely a world-destroying artifact bestowed by the Father God."

Wu Di's unrestrained praise deeply disgusted his other companions.

Everyone seemed to be meeting the second-in-command for the first time.

My mind was full of complaints.

This guy never praised the chief like this when he was in the mountain stronghold.

And now they're praising monsters so insincerely.

This indeed confirms the saying in the transmission of knowledge:

A shameless person is invincible.

Just as everyone was admiring him, Scarface, who was always the most unromantic, suddenly interrupted and asked:

"Master, the Demon God's legacy says this thing is called the 'Self-Winging Stick,' how did it become a divine artifact?"

As soon as he said that,

The expressions of the others immediately changed drastically.

Each of them felt a chill run down their spine, as if their hair had been pricked up.

They certainly knew what that buzzing stick was, but none of them dared to say it openly.

As a result, this idiot actually said it out loud.

Is it that you want to give the Demon God a good slap in the face?

A terrified Wu Di quickly tried to salvage the situation, his face contorted with rage as he delivered a vicious backhand strike to the head.

It slammed hard into the scarred man's forehead:

"Fool! How could you possibly fathom the Father's profound meaning?!"

"If you dare to desecrate this divine artifact again, I will punish you on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen and personally plant you in a mine to serve as a streetlamp!"

"Do you understand?"

Scarface, who had just been brutally beaten, looked utterly aggrieved.

"Oh dear, it's really hard to be a good person these days."

He complained while pursing his lips:

"I was even thinking of making some copies of these [divine artifacts] to sell to the Nightingales of Iron City."

"So that we can accumulate some initial capital for our dilapidated mine and buy some delicious snacks."

"Looks like it's all for nothing now."

Such disrespectful words, once spoken,

The second-in-command and Hawkeye were terrified, their expressions changing drastically.

As for the deaf and blind man, he was still in a daze.

They tried to stop the scarred man from spouting nonsense, but were stopped by an order.

"Stop right there, all of you!"

Is it true that you can buy lots of delicious snacks?

Dorothy, carrying the buzzer, jumped onto the second-in-command's head.

With a cute expression on his face, he looked down at the scarred man.

Looking at his seemingly harmless boss so close at hand,

Scarface subconsciously swallowed.

Based on the observation just now,

He slyly discovered that the so-called Queen's mind was always on the snacks.

In that case,

Naturally, they wanted to cater to their preferences and make a fortune in the process.

The product is a buzzer.

They will definitely be able to successfully complete the "friendly interaction" task of spreading the gospel.

Scarface patted his face.

He also wore a fawning smile.

While rubbing his hands together, he gave his report:

"It's true, Your Majesty."

"The buzzer is sure to be very popular among noble ladies and brothels in the city."

"It's definitely a necessity."

"Trust your subordinates, and I guarantee you'll make a fortune."

Confused, Dorothy tilted her head and glanced at the buzzer in her hand.

The knowledge bestowed by the Father God did not specify what this thing was.

It only indicates that it is a weapon used to attack enemies.

In that case,

She could accept making money by copying some of the products to buy small snacks.

Dorothy, with her simple mind, nodded.

They agreed to Scarface's plan.

"Very good, your subordinate is surprisingly capable."

"I'll leave the counterfeiting to you."

"This queen wants to see many, many little snacks, and I will ask the Father God for permission for you then."

"Distribute sufficient contribution points."

"I hope you won't disappoint this queen, Doro!"

Scarface, who was listening intently, was overjoyed and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, this is a highly profitable business."

"There is a kind of flapping-winged insect in the forest. I just need to send 10 goblins with me to capture it."

"Then we can carve the shape of a buzzing rod out of wood and put the beetle inside."

"With just a little stimulation, it can achieve the same effect as a buzzing stick."

Scarface spoke eloquently, his eyes filled with a thirst for money and recognition.

They've even figured out the production method.

It's all for the sake of making a fortune.

"Alright, I can allocate 10 goblins to you."

"We need to finish the task as soon as possible!"

The others were filled with envy and gnashing their teeth when they saw Dorothy agree to Scarface's plan.

They also want to quickly earn contribution points to exchange for various rewards.

I'm just not as quick-witted as others, so I can only worry helplessly.

After giving her instructions, Dorothy turned to the second-in-command and the others, and began assigning them tasks as well:

"As for you incompetent subordinates, go to the nearby towns."

"While completing Father God's tasks, go and collect intelligence, snacks, and trinkets for this Queen."

"Look at what humans do."

Her arrangement struck right at the second-in-command's Achilles' heel.

This instantly excited him.

Her wicked makeup was covered with a ferocious expression.

Even the succubus pattern on her forehead was faintly glowing.

"Hehehe, that's great!"

"I will personally avenge the chief."

"Let the local gangs see the power of this new force."

Dorothy glanced at the second-in-command, who was laughing wildly.

They didn't care about the other party's insistence on revenge.

In her view, as long as she could complete the task and obey the Father God's commandments,

Then it doesn't matter what you do.

That's how relaxed and free they are here.

After watching the four bandits worship the statue and gain 1 contribution point, which they then exchanged for a health potion before leaving the mine,...

Dorothy's purple pupils narrowed slightly.

He shouted orders at the dumbfounded goblins.

This launched a massive construction campaign.

We must build a defensive camp in the shortest possible time.