Chapter 310 – 310. There Is Actually Not Much Difference Between Offering Food and Healing.

A district on the outskirts of the Underworld.

A factory complex that is a densely populated area of ​​abandoned factories and low-rise buildings that comes just a short distance from the downtown area made up of tall skyscrapers.

Originally, the people who were hiding in the factory complex had already turned into a meal for the drug addicts, and the air in the factory complex was very polluted due to the drug dealers who had gathered here since about 3 days ago.

“Collock, Coke.. Damn you guys.. What and how much are you making…”

According to the owner’s order, Perpero entered the industrial area where drug dealers were gathered. Drug dealers hiding in abandoned factories were manufacturing drugs using various drugs and tools supplied from various places.

In the underworld, there is not only food, but random objects are created periodically in random locations, so if you find it well, you can make anything. In the first place, the Yi tribes in the slums were not even in a position to cover rotten food.

Anyway, sometimes items that lost their owner flowed into this place, so there were a lot of useful things if you farmed well. It was possible because it is a place where all errors gather.

At this, the drug dealer Yi tribe cheered. This was virtually impossible because the black market was scarce. This is also the reason why most of the products sold in the food alley are of the Yi people. The easiest thing to get was the black market poor people who had no place to go, so they caught them and made them into food and sold them.

Anyway, Perpero looked around and arrived in front of the factory where the head of the drug dealers was.

“Hey!! Herotanil! Grow!!”

Even in the drug dealer’s lair, the name of a particularly notorious person was Herotanil. Perpero stood in front of the factory with the entrance blocked and the drug dealers called the boss.

“Um..? You…”

Soon, the ventilation fan on the second floor of the factory opened, and a one-eyed bison poked out its head. Herotanil, a green-skinned one-eyed biped. He was already high on drugs.

“My master has returned! We have to go out now!”

“What are you talking about, flies? Why should I listen to your master?”

“Are you rejecting me now? Is that right?”

“Huh..? Uh.. Right?”

“Good! You refused! Haha! Then I’ll go. Hi! Goodbye!”

Perpero did not solicit twice. One warning was enough. That’s right, Perpero didn’t care what happened to drug dealers who didn’t use his store. He rather wanted to die at the hands of his master.

“Wait a minute! What!! In times like these, ask a few more times…”

“It’s okay!! There’s no time to deal with drug addicts!! I’m busy, but what am I going to hold on to you for? It’s none of my business whether or not you search!”

Perpero quickly got out of the factory area. Soon Hero Tanil licked his lips at Per Pero, who flapped his wings eagerly and flew away.

“Huh… What is it? When you suddenly come…”

Herotanil felt strange.

‘That fly has been visiting me from time to time over the past few days, watching as if watching over me, then disappearing… But today, to follow the owner’s words right away… In addition, as soon as I refused, he happily left…”

If you want to live as a drug king on the black market, you have to be quick-witted. A lot of it too. If I don’t, I’ll be dragged away and turned into minced meat and put on the table.

“Hey!!! Everyone pack your stuff!! We have to get out of here quickly!!”

“Yes? What do you mean by that?

Hehe… Boom… I’m going…”

“This…”

Unlike Herotanil, which has a high drug resistance, most of the other drug dealers gathered at the factory were drunk and unconscious.

In this case, I had to survive alone. Thinking that he couldn’t die with those idiots like this, Herotanil packed a year’s supply of medicines and a drug making notebook he had kept for a long time in a worn-out bag.

It was then.

-Thud! Thud! Thud!

Someone knocked on the entrance of the factory that had been blocked.

“Oh… Fuck…”

Herotanil realized that his ominous predictions were correct. Something came At the same time as Perpero’s warning, something invaded this place.

‘I should have taken the offer…’

Even if you regret it, it’s already too late. We have to pay the price for belittling humans.

“Uh.. Uh uh.. Captain.. Who’s out there?”

“Hehe.. Let’s open.. Let’s open the door..”

“Hey you crazy bastard!! Hey! Stop that bastard!!”

“Uh… Uh…”

Herotanil opened the fan and checked outside.

“Hey…”

The outside of the factory was full of parasitic hosts that I had already faced in my nightmares. As soon as Perpero left, they attacked. As if you were waiting.

Yes, the parasites were waiting. If the story had gone well between Perpero and his drug lords, he probably would have gone back without revealing that he had come this far, but the story didn’t work out. The results were appearing now.

Originally, opportunities in life are not given many times. Most are given only once. If you don’t seize that opportunity, you will fall into an abyss from which you can’t escape forever.

“Shit…”

Having missed their chance to escape the Underworld alive, they had to go deeper. The easy way out is gone, so I’ll have to grit my teeth and try.

“Hey!! Those who are sober, listen to me! Escape to the rooftop! Just throw away those bastards who can’t even move!”

Herotanil shouted at the drug addicts in the factory. In response, those who were at least sane hurriedly packed their bags full of medicine and gathered in front of the window on the second floor of the factory.

“Let’s go!!!”

-Quaang!!!!

“Uuuuu!!!”

“Quaaaaa!!!”

By the time they climbed the second floor window and jumped into the building next door, the factory entrance was smashed and parasitic hosts poured into it.

“For a moment!! Go together!!! Aww!!!!”

The one at the back was caught by the hands of the parasitic trees and dragged in. I have no idea what the hell will happen if I get dragged by them.

The important thing is that the parasites are all made from human corpses. There was not a single parasitic tree parasitic on the corpses of the Yi people.

“Haha…”

“Captain… Over there…”

“Huh..?”

Those who had fled for a while were soon able to see what was going on with the Lees in the factory.

“Are you being dragged away…?”

“Wasn’t he dying?”

“I don’t know, let’s just keep moving… It’s going to be difficult to get caught and look good…”

That’s how the five drug lords escaped from the parasitic tree.

They’re probably hiding in the depths of the underworld. Maybe you’ll reach the boundary.

******

Cheshire and I were waiting in a twisted alley. Then, shortly after, the Yi tribes caught by the parasitic trees were forcibly dragged out.

“It’s coming soon.”

“Iknow, right. Stupid pups. How good it is if it comes well.”

“Whoops. Even if it came out well, you would have killed it anyway, right?”

“That’s right. Hehe.”

There is a reason for doing this laborious and cumbersome task of sitting in a twisted alley and waiting for the Yi tribes to be dragged out.

This is because authority cannot be used in the underworld. To put it simply, skills don’t activate in the underworld. That meant that human sacrifice, a type of skill, could not be used.

Therefore, I had to kill the guys waiting in the twisted alley.

“Quaaaaa!!!”

“You crazy bastards!!!”

– Wood deuddeuk…

“Save me!!! Can’t you hear me!!! Help me!!!”

“Drop to Hell!!!”

The Yi tribes tell people who have already been through hell to go to hell. I watched Cheshire’s stomach indifferently as he sat on my lap.

I cut off the head of the first 10 animals, cut off their heads, and offered them, but when the number went out of double digits, I felt like I was wasting my energy.

Automatic offering means, for example, mixing tentacle ejection with an unclean blade to stab and kill the bikin as soon as they are thrown out, or mixing Abyss Maw with polluted breath to create a simple gas chamber and suffocate them all.

Originally, the objects my summons killed were not treated as if I had killed them, so offering them was impossible. Perhaps an intelligent being killed by a being with a will, such as a summoned beast, is not judged to have been killed by me.

However, if you mix tentacle ejection and Abyss Maw for automatic hunting in this way, it will be judged that you killed me. Therefore, I was able to sit still and make offerings while maintaining only my magic power.

It was no longer necessary to catch them one by one and cut, cut and slash them like before. In terms of mass offerings, the efficiency has increased tremendously.

“Hey! Perpero!”

“Yes..!!”

“How many have died now?”

“A total of five hundred and twenty-three, Master.”

“Are you all having a good time?”

“Of course I wear it. They are all being sent to the food alley.”

The corpses of the bijok who were butchered and sacrificed in the twisted alley are handed over to the vigilantes and are being sent to the food alley.

By the way, all the vigilantes were hired by me. I hired them very cheaply on the condition that they keep their lives.

“Huh-huh.. Junie, you really look like some kind of evil president.”

“Chairman Akdeok?”

“Yeah, it seems like they are always looking for opportunities to earn coins. It’s so cool.”

Cheshire, who was sitting on my lap, stroked my arm and complimented me. I laughed at her praise. Looking at people, he is a vicious president.

‘Chairman…’

Most of the main users of the black market had left before the dragon wave started. So, we are procuring materials in advance in order to continue normal business operations when they return.

Because coins are important. In this worldview, all transactions are possible with coins. I think this coin is probably a refinement of causality. Anyway, since I had summoned a longing hole in Infernal Hell, I decided to turn the remaining corpses into food and sell them.

“Master..! Six hundred have been reached..!”

“Okay, who should I dedicate this time to…”

Apparently, he had made an offering to Kashinax before…

After thinking for a moment, Kashinax opened his mouth.

[No. This is my turn.]

When Carshinax claims to be his offering, Indicron immediately intervenes.

[This fucking tentacle monster… It must have been my turn this time… If it’s dementia, kill yourself quietly.]

[What are you talking about? Are you really too old and senile?]

[This rotten bitch..!! Do you know how much it costs to maintain Kysyria? It means to keep your turn!]

[Hehe.. So, who told you to make fuel economy worse..? It’s all four years of work.]

[Huuuuu.. I couldn’t make a creature properly, so the subject is always a lump of tentacles or a cheap insectivore..]

[What? This damn old man…]

The two gods started fighting again because they wanted to relax.

[Cultist, I’m waiting patiently. Isn’t it nice?]

And at that moment, in order to get points again, even Botamilli who implicitly appeals to himself.

‘This is the Three Gods of Manmajeon… My heart naturally becomes petty..’

Holding my messy head, I stood in front of the corpses of the two tribes and shouted.

“Dedicated.”

This turn was a tribute to her because her indy crone was hit.

For reference, I am currently offering in units of 100. It takes too long to dedicate each one to death. It would have been more efficient to just dedicate it at once whenever 100 were gathered.

[Wood deuddeuk… Gulp… Good. As expected, he is fair and just because he is my child..]

[Joy. Even though you are a swindler god who was covered in trickery… My partner and you are qualitatively different.]

[Shut up! An insectivore who just eats without doing anything!!]

I patted Cheshire’s stomach while listening to the shouts of the two evil gods fighting endlessly.

‘Originally, when someone is full and gets a warm back, they want to fight the person next to them…’

It’s as if the demons, who had been more united than expected until the dragon wave started, are now fighting like this.

“Today is the day the evil gods eat.”

“That’s right… Haha…”

Well, whatever it is, I’m glad everyone seems to be in a good mood.

When you finish offering 5,000 birds, the time will come to receive the rewards from the gods.

‘Previously…’

Mer and Ayla, Cheshire and Keker. I should spend time with the girls who came to the black market first.