Chapter 1186: ? Congestion plan

Satanna picked up the contract on the table and threw it to the succubus behind her to sign. It seemed that it really had nothing to do with her. She looked at the death knell with calm eyes and played with her fingers rolling her own big waves.

"Forcing something out of the sewer, is this why you are looking for an underground race?"

Su Ming nodded and shook his head: "Actually, I can still go to the Atlanteans, but the tsunami is too loud. It's not as easy to use as these guys living further down the sewer."

Satanah leaned on the sofa and raised Erlang's legs, picking up her toes in red boots, turning her eyes to probe:

"What is worthy of your so much excitement?"

"The creatures of the Cosmos dimension have slipped over. They have been huge, and they are incommunicable beasts. Now they do not know where they are running in the sewers, which is very dangerous for ordinary people."

There is nothing to hide from the death knell. This is how it happened, but Satanah put her legs down and moved forward with a look of disbelief.

"The Cosmos dimension? Isn't that the slug dimension? Has Kama Taj found any new value in those ghosts? Can it be used for food? Used to generate electricity? Or is it worth itself?"

"There is no benefit, but as a supreme mage, it is my duty to deal with the invasion of alien creatures."

Su Ming threw the apple peel on the table with a righteous face. He didn't eat the apple, just put it on the table.

Satan's eyes narrowed, and she shook her head slightly: "I don't believe it. If there is no benefit, it is enough for you to send a few apprentices to deal with this matter. You still want to make a profit?"

"If you don't believe me, you can act with us. Your flame magic is very useful." Su Ming generously invited her to join the team.

The daughter of **** stared at him and looked at him, as if she wanted to analyze the death knell from every inch of her facial skin, but even if the lights in the living room were brighter, no matter how close the two were, she still couldn't get the death knell. Read any emotions and thoughts in your eyes.

After a while, she stood up as if discouraged, and scratched her hair: "No, it is impossible for me to work for you for nothing. I have gone back to hell. I wish you all the best."

"Whatever you want, but next time you enter and exit the main dimension, remember to contact Kama Taj first and do the immigration registration inspection. You are smuggling today, understand?" The death knell beckoned to the succubus and beckoned him to come and sit down and speak. Satan's back exclaimed.

This sentence was replaced by one of her middle fingers, and she glared at Su Ming madly, her body turned into a flame with a chuckle, as if she had gone deeper into the ground and disappeared.

The succubus looked at the scorch marks and big holes on the carpet in the reception room, with heartache that could hardly breathe. It was obvious that such a handmade wool carpet was hard-won, but it was burned.

As for the relationship between this dungeon and Satan, the answer is almost the same as the relationship between believers and God.

In addition to self-cultivation and enhancement of their own **** dimension, Satan and Dimon brothers and sisters have a relationship with the number of believers. This is a special ability or limitation they inherited from their father.

If it can be digitized, the combat power of their family can be calculated by a formula. Their combat power multiplied by a coefficient related to the number of believers is the actual combat power shown.

If there were only a few hundred and thousands of believers, Satan could not even exert her full strength, but if she gave her trillions of believers, she could destroy the planet by throwing a fireball.

Why does she open a queen store in Philadelphia? Absorbing desire and soul is one of them. On the other hand, because those customers worship the queen, they are voluntarily driven by the queen in the process of various "games", and their beliefs and desires are collected by the shop owner, Satan. Up.

That shop probably collected thousands of shallow believers for Satan, it was still far from her goal, so she was always looking for opportunities to teach.

Marduk used to experiment with Satan. An ancient **** named Basilsk was implanted in her body. Basilsk is one of the descendants of the snake **** Set, also known as the devouring snake , She is still asleep, and once she wakes up, Satan’s own personality will probably be annihilated, so she is very anxious.

In contrast, her brother Dimon is much more relaxed. Although the experience is quite dark, he believes that human nature is inherently good and has more positive energy in his heart. His current identity is as a pastor in a church in Los Angeles. Part-time exorcist.

Yes, the lord of **** became a priest of the cross religion, and he praised God when he opened his mouth, and there was no one.

When Su Ming was thinking about the problem, the Succubus City Lord was sitting on the opposite sofa and squeezing, as if he didn't know how to speak, he looked at the carpet and the death knell, always speechless.

"I need you to help me block all the sewer exits in New York City. This is the condition. If this is done, your monster metropolis can exist in the underground of New York. If you can't, I will erase you today. ."

The supreme mage raised his head, looked at the eyes of the middle-aged man with purple skin and said, the lights in the room seemed to dim.

"This... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." The succubus showed a difficult expression, like it was constipation.

"This is the Casillas mage from the New York Temple. He will supervise your work and use magic to help you accomplish things that humans cannot accomplish."

Su Ming will not give this little devil a chance to bargain. The contract has already been signed and he only needs to get the result.

"Now shut up and listen to my plan, and then arrange your people to do things."

The earliest sewer in New York City can be traced back to the Dutch colonial period, when a trench was dug in the middle of the street and a roof was laid on it. Until the mid-nineteenth century, New York City did not have a real sewer system. Residents and businesses just dumped their wastewater in outdoor toilets in the backyard or directly into the gutter on the street.

After several severe cholera outbreaks, in 1849, New York City began construction of sewers. In the next 50 years, almost all developed areas had sewer networks, and even low-rent housing began to provide flush toilets.

However, almost none of the sewage flowing through the sewer system to the waters around the city has been treated. It was not until 1931 that New York City fully realized the necessity of establishing a sewage treatment plant and issued a detailed plan for the construction of a modern sewage treatment plant.

Today, the daily wastewater treatment in New York City relies on 14 sewage treatment plants and about 100 pumping stations. After chemical treatment, the sewage flows directly into the sea through the drain.

There are a total of 450 sewage outlets in the urban area, and the city produces about 1.5 billion gallons of wastewater every day. As long as these sewage outlets are blocked, it will not take long for underground sewage to gush out from the road.

Of course, Long Island, where Wilson Enterprise and Loyalty College are located, has long since been transformed by the death knell into an underground pipe network, and has long since been separated from the sewers of New York City and operated independently.

A plan was arranged. Naturally, this kind of dirty work must be done by underground creatures. Their city is developing well, and they will certainly take it seriously in order not to give up the right to live here.

Looking at the succubus city lord with a weird expression after listening to the plan, Su Ming didn't even bother to ask his name: "I heard that you have two sons and a daughter. Call to chat with me."

The succubus who turned into a middle-aged man shook his body. He didn't expect that the Supreme Mage would even know this. He was worried that he would take the opportunity to run away and take hostages.

Not only did the evil spirit ice cube face surveillance be arranged around him, but also his child was detained. The Supreme Mage was too dark.

"I... my two sons died in the battle with the blood, and only one daughter is left. Please, don't hurt her."

"Is it dead? Then it's okay if what you said is really good. If only Xia Kela is here, then tell her to come, I just want to see her." Su Ming curled his lips, he didn't want to hold hostages or anything. Because it is completely unnecessary, where the contract witnessed by Emperor Weishan is placed, where can this little succubus go?

He just wanted to meet his younger siblings, and he remembered that Xia Kela's two older brothers were Amjad and Berger. It is said that Bitor was stupid, so he wanted to see the lower limit of biological intelligence by the way.

If it were Universe 616, Xia Kela would have been lying in a coffin in a pyramid somewhere in Egypt at this time, but it seems that Universe 40K is a bit different.

So are those two fools really dead? Or are they also looking at inheritance?

The city lord wanted to say something, but the death knell didn't even look at him. Instead, he picked up the apple on the table and fed a weird black creature. The monster seemed to have emerged from him.

This wasn't actually a threat. It was mainly because of the news that he felt a bit salty after eating Black Sword, and he wanted to eat fruit. The time just happened.

The succubus swallowed his saliva and asked the butler to notify the princess to come over. He obediently took Casillas and left, and couldn't say a word to explain.

"Is Black Sword really salty? It's saltier than salted fish?"

Watching the small black bean sprouts wrap the apple in one bite, Su Ming communicated with consciousness and strangulation.

The strangling little head nodded on his shoulder, a very tired look, it was too difficult to digest the black sword's genes, and it felt overwhelmed.

"Don't worry, there is time. The dragon's head was blown off and landed on the North Pole. It was a bit difficult to find. I am afraid that it will melt the North Pole. Um... I will take you when you finish digesting the black sword. Go eat that."

Strangling rubbed his head against his face, acting like a cat.

stare......

When Su Ming touched the strangulated head and communicated with it, he suddenly felt a burning gaze looking at him, turned his head to see, it turned out that the magic floating cloak flew down from behind him at some point and floated to the side. , Protesting silently.

Obviously, it also worked hard when fighting against Geer~www.NovelMTL.com~ It broke Geer’s neck twice and created opportunities for the death knell. Is it critical?

But why does the Supreme Master only take care of the symbiote and not give himself anything to eat?

He probably guessed the idea of ​​it. Su Ming curled his lips. He wanted to have a bowl of water, but he was very happy to eat an apple or chocolate. What the cloak wants to eat is energy or magic gems. The difference is big. .

The purple gems stolen from the purple dimension have been controlled for these years, but now there are not a few pieces left, but he still has emotional gems transformed from the lantern ring, but that thing is one of the hole cards, it is impossible to use it often Feed the pet.

While drew a magic wand from Karazhan from his pocket and threw it to the cloak as a bone to chew on, Su Ming thought about where to find a stable source of food. Never let the magic floating cloak stay away every day. Fair treatment is blackened out.

The cloak provides space flight capabilities, super energy resistance, and convenient means of transportation, all of which are important to the death knell.

Why don't Hilly contact Geralt and bring a little crystal of light back to see if the cloak can be eaten?