Great efforts meant great rewards.
Originally, they thought that the Undead Gems on the battlefield were the biggest rewards, but after entering White Yin City, they realized that the real rewards were in this city.
Indeed, Bai Yin had ruled this city for hundreds or thousands of years. After such a long time of accumulation, this city was naturally overflowing with wealth.
Moreover, these undead creatures were different from other creatures. They had almost no desires, so the wealth of this city was almost only coming in and not going out. Bai Yin could indeed be considered the richest person in the world.
In addition, after entering the "Castellan Mansion" of White Yin City, the group of people verified that this White Yin City was not built by Bai Yin. This city was even older than White Yin. Perhaps it was because Bai Yin had killed the previous castellan and seized this city.
In this undead city, there were actually specialized "military factories" and "barracks". The former specialized in forging armor and weapons. In these places, Qin Lang and the others made a new discovery. They originally thought that the undead warriors' armor was forged by themselves, but it turned out that this was not the case. In this city, there were actually specialized "military factories" that forged these armors, swords, and other weapons.
However, after thinking about it carefully, it was not strange. After all, not all of these undead were warriors. There were always some undead who used to be craftsmen or master smiths. After these guys became undead, they naturally became the "technical workers" of the undead city and continued their work day and night.
Uh, day and night could not be said to be the case, because there was no such thing as sun and moon. At least, they could not see the sun and moon, so there was no such thing as day and night. Perhaps time was the most useless thing here.
This discovery that battle armor and swords could be forged surprised everyone. At the same time, they felt that there might be a lot of hidden value in this.
Today, when fighting against the million-strong undead army of White Yin City, everyone witnessed the power of these battle armor and weapons. They also saw undead warhorses, giant elephants, and other mounts. It had to be said that these undead mounts were obviously more reliable than cars and armored vehicles, especially during the Doomsday War. At least they did not need to consume energy.
In addition, these undead mounts also had some power. If used properly, they could become a combat force.
Other than the mounts in the 'barracks' and the equipment in the 'munitions factory', everyone was more interested in the White Shade's treasure vault.
Bai Yin was probably the only intelligent being in the City of the Undead. At least, that was what Qin Lang thought before. However, after they attacked the City Lord's Mansion, he changed his mind. This was because one of the City Lord's Mansion's "stewards" was actually an intelligent fellow. This fellow was a very, very old fellow, and he exuded the aura of a steward from head to toe.
The stooped body, the humble posture, and the shrewd way of talking showed that it was indeed a butler.
"Esteemed City Lord, welcome back."
The old butler said respectfully to Qin Lang, as if Qin Lang was really his master, and as if he had served Qin Lang for many years.
This was the quality of the old butler. Even Qin Lang had to admit that he was a very qualified butler. However, he naturally would not easily trust an undead creature, especially an undead creature with intelligence, so he calmly asked, "Did you know that I've destroyed Bai Yin? He was your original master. "
"Bai Yin was the one who killed the previous City Lord back then. I believe that this day will come for him. However, I'm just a butler, and I only want to be a good butler. So, since you have destroyed Bai Yin, you are my master, "the old butler said with certainty and sincerity.
"Alright, then what's your name?" Qin Lang asked.
"Master, you can call me butler. I know you don't believe me yet, but I will make you trust me through devout service. I am your servant, and also the servant of this city. I know that as long as I serve the City Lord with sincerity, I can continue to exist because you need someone who is familiar with this city to manage it. You need a real butler, right, my master? "
It seemed like this old butler was very accurate in his position. He knew that the City Lord was a city made of iron, and he knew how to protect himself.
That's right, no matter who became the City Lord, they would inevitably need someone who was familiar with Bai Yin City to manage it. This "old butler" knew the principle of being loyal to the City Lord, and not to Bai Yin, so it found its own way of survival. It didn't need to be strong, it just needed to understand this principle.
Because of this, when Bai Yin took over the city, this old butler continued to exist. Similarly, when Qin Lang took over the city, it could still survive. Perhaps one day, when someone else became the City Lord, it could still exist, as long as it continued to adhere to the principle of survival.
Because it swore loyalty to the City Lord, this butler answered all of Qin Lang's questions. It even took the initiative to give Qin Lang the key to the City Lord's Residence's treasury.
Even though the others didn't trust this butler, Qin Lang felt that this butler could be trusted. Because Qin Lang didn't feel any hostility from it. With Qin Lang's Saint Realm, as long as it showed any hostility, it wouldn't escape Qin Lang's senses. So, for now, Qin Lang felt that it could be trusted.
Moreover, this butler was even older than Bai Yin. As a butler that had existed for such a long time, perhaps it really didn't care who became the City Lord. As long as it could continue to be the butler of the City Lord's Residence, it was fine.
The City Lord's Residence's treasury was simply a true treasure trove. This treasure trove made Qin Lang's eyes stare blankly. This made Qin Lang feel that the previous bloody battles and sacrifices weren't in vain. Obtaining this city, obtaining the city's treasury, would be extremely beneficial to the Poisons, Dragon Snake, the Devil Sect, Taoism, Tantra, and other powers of the pugilistic world.
Qin Lang didn't have any thoughts of monopolizing the benefits, because there were just too many benefits here. Even if a few sects and Dragon Snake came to divide it up, it wouldn't be enough.
Spectral crystals were piled up like mountains. All sorts of weapons were piled up like mountains. There were also all sorts of treasures from the netherworld. These could also only be described as piled up like mountains.
This was the benefit of being a City Lord in the netherworld. Because once one became a City Lord, they could continuously amass troops, because these soldiers and warhorses would almost never die again. After amassing troops, these spectral warriors practically didn't need food or other consumables. They could continuously gather resources and treasures for the City Lord. After accumulating for many years, hundreds and thousands of years, after countless years, these things all entered the City Lord's Residence's treasury.
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