Sherlock's idea for his dungeon was originally to use players from these other worlds to build the basics, and to complete the buildings and some production buildings. If he could dig out valuable mineral veins, or simply dig out If it is a magic stone mine, then Sherlock hopes to use the magic stone to buy other dungeon cores to upgrade his own dungeon.
After upgrading the level of the dungeon, you can recruit higher-level dungeon servants. After all, goblins can only be used as laborers and have no way to become specialized combatants. The lack of strength is only one of the reasons, and more Mainly a matter of worrying about IQ.
However, these players summoned from another world have completely defeated the goblins in terms of IQ, and can be resurrected without limit in the dungeon. Sherlock couldn't help but have a bold idea.
"Blue, I have a bold idea."
Sherlock said.
"Lord Sherlock, have you finally figured it out?" Brullo said with an excited tone: "You plan to use these Goblins from another world as your army and then conquer other dungeons, right? ? I have already thought up a very comprehensive combat plan for you! Now we are still in the first-level dungeon, and the only ones we can recruit are goblins, but we can use various task guidance to continuously strengthen these different worlds. Goblins, and then we look for a dungeon as a target. We can build a portal in the corridor outside their dungeon, and use the characteristics of these different world players to be infinitely resurrected, so that they can continue to pass through the portal, tirelessly. , feverishly attacking other people's dungeons. As long as Sherlock has enough magic power, you will be able to rely on these goblins to conquer the dungeon one day!"
"After we obtain the core of the dungeon in this way, we can upgrade me, and when I upgrade, we can recruit more and more powerful underground creatures from other worlds. Our power will be like a snowball. Getting stronger and stronger, and eventually annex the entire underground world, even the underworld. Then, we can occupy the surface and conquer the entire world. I will become the only underground city core in the world, and you, the great Lord Sherlock, you You will make all races around the world surrender under your feet and become the only and strongest demon king in the world!"
The more Blu talked, the more excited he became. In his description, a beautiful future of blood and fire seemed to unfold like a picture scroll.
Sherlock did not immediately respond to Blue's reverie about the future, but asked calmly.
"How many years have you been abandoned?"
"I have been abandoned for ten thousand years. Lord Sherlock, you just woke me up half a month ago." Blue replied respectfully.
"It's no wonder. If I were a demon from ten thousand years ago, I would probably be as excited as you are when I hear your plan like this. But times have changed, Blue." Sherlock said:
"The era of casually attacking other people's dungeons has passed. Now there is a rule-based underground society. Not to mention how difficult and troublesome it is to declare war on a dungeon. Even we demons have become popular. I have been in compulsory education for 90 years. The city lord of any dungeon might be my classmate, senior or even junior! As for conquering or destroying the world, this is what ancient demons, old guys, and antiques would pursue. Target, the demons of the new era are not interested at all.”
Sherlock smiled, as if recalling something interesting, and then continued:
"A teacher at school once told me that if people live in pain from the beginning, then the misfortune added by the devil, no matter how miserable it is, will be a common thing for them. The worst is death, and the soul will be gone. The underworld has little to do with us demons. But if they are immersed in the happiness that they cannot extricate themselves from, and the happiness is suddenly shattered and the tragedy is added, watching them in pain while recalling happiness, While struggling, the soul at this time is the most delicious, and of course, the condensed magic stone is also the most expensive."
After Sherlock finished speaking, he showed a smile:
"The devil does not destroy the body, but plays with the human heart."
"It seems that Sir Sherlock's pursuit seems to be a little more difficult." Blue's voice also had a smile, and then he said: "Let's not talk about these for now, since I didn't guess Lord Sherlock's bold idea. , then Lord Sherlock, can you tell me what your bold idea is?"
"When it comes to this bold idea, I feel like I'm a genius." This time it was Sherlock's turn to be excited. He rubbed his hands and said, "Didn't you just say that these goblins from another world can pass through Continuously fighting, summing up experience, and finally defeating the impossible enemy through continuous resurrection?"
Sherlock clapped his hands and said:
"I can make a lot of money by using those players. I can register them as gladiators and go to the arena to fight! Think about it, the opponents are full of beastmen, werewolves, suture monsters and other powerful creatures. As for underground creatures, I only have humble and pitiful goblins here. I let them go to the arena to fight these powerful underground creatures. The gamblers must have lost by buying goblins. After they were tortured and killed dozens of times, If it is true, as you said, that they can sum up experience and finally defeat the impossible enemy, then when they become strong enough, I will buy them to win. As long as they win one game, I will pay! "
"Sir Sherlock, didn't your ninety years of compulsory education tell you that gambling is something that even the devil can't touch? Also, you exploit those players like this... are you a devil?" Blue was silent for a moment, so asked.
"That's right, a superior demon."
Sherlock's idea is indeed bold. After all, he doesn't have much money now. Even if it is true, those players have registered as gladiators. If they buy the players to win, they don't know how many rounds they have to buy to make money back. And If you lose too many times, you may not be able to get your money back even if you win.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the players are really as magical as Blue said.
While Sherlock was chatting with Core Blue here, the players outside who had returned from suicide had already put on their armor, and then gathered with everyone to discuss.
"How is it? How is it? Did you find anything? OSS skills, mob skills, etc.?"
"What did we find? We only fought once, but we found that the hatred value of those kobold warriors is not connected with the leader Kramer. Taking away those kobold warriors alone can pull them far away, and it will not cause the leader Kramer to Mo’s attention!”
"Isn't that just like an underground spider?"
"Yeah, then can we fight them like underground spiders? Lead a few of them over and kill them?"
"You can give it a try, I think it might work."
"One group of people went to draw the hatred of the kobold leader Kramer, and then another group of people brought short bows to clear out the mobs. Stand far away, shoot a few mobs to death and then we will withdraw. There are twenty or thirty kobold warriors. We will kill them after a few waves, and the remaining leader, Kramo, will be killed by our pile of heads!"
"This method is okay. In fact, the most difficult thing is the leader Kramo. Hitting one person at a time is totally unreasonable!"
"Wait, are you sure this game has a hatred system?"
"There should be, otherwise why would those kobolds be chasing us all the way? And when we attacked spiders before, wouldn't those underground spiders only attack those closest to them?"
"I think this method can be tried. Wherever those kobolds are blocked, we can't use the materials to fight them."
"Yeah, yeah, get rid of them quickly. We can also get mission rewards for completing the main plot. I'm still waiting to get materials. My equipment hasn't been strengthened yet."
Dozens of players discussed it and decided to fight like this. Soon they formed fifty teams with different divisions of labor. Twenty of them only carried shields. They were responsible for attracting the kobold leader Kramer. Those who have hatred, to put it bluntly, are planning to die, so except for the shield, their other things are left in the dungeon, and are temporarily kept by the players who are being helped. Now is the first test, the number of players is small, and it has not been released yet. In the warehouse system, it is still very common for players to keep things safe for each other.
The other five players are all holding short bows. These players holding short bows are the main force in outputting kobold warriors. The remaining players are fully equipped and are mainly responsible for protecting the short bow players. By the way, they can also use the arrows of the short bow players. When the arrows are used up, they can be replenished as combat power.
The remaining people who did not join the group either lacked the equipment, were not optimistic about OSS development, or simply did not want to go and just wanted to make money by building bricks in peace.
Soon everyone completed the division of labor and cooperation, and then the fifty players set off happily.
Sherlock was naturally very concerned about whether the tactics that these players came up with after collectively dying once would work. After the players left the dungeon, Sherlock used magic to observe them.
The team of fifty people soon arrived at the place where the kobolds were stationed. They once again conducted division of labor and tactical review on the spot, and then the players holding shields walked out first.
The remaining five players with short bows strung their bows and prepared nervously. They were ready to wait until the players with shields activated monsters, and then deal damage to the kobold warriors.
The time is almost up, but the question also arises, how to attract the hatred of the kobold leader
Hoe He, who was holding the shield, said "I'll kill the monsters" and then walked out shirtless. The kobolds in the distance quickly noticed Hoe He and heard Hoe He yelling at the kobolds. :
"grandson!