"The more cities we have, the more manpower we can command, and the more materials-" Song Tuo suddenly stopped talking. He was an expert in war, but he clearly didn't know much about the undead creatures. In ancient battlefields, the game of hegemony was quite interesting because every city lord had too many desires and ambitions, such as land, beauties, mines, and so on … But to the undead creatures, they were just a bunch of dead people. They didn't have too many material desires, so naturally, there was no need for them to attack cities. In fact, a city lord wouldn't even "die" again, so why would they waste so much effort to attack other cities?
Song Tuo felt a little stupid, so he shut his mouth.
Qin Lang felt that there might be more to this, so he asked the old butler sincerely, "Then, as the city lord of the undead city, are there any other benefits? Also, why do the other undead creatures have no intelligence other than you, the old butler? "
"Lord Castellan, you finally asked an important question," the old butler said slowly. The old butler said slowly, "In this world, having wisdom is a very luxurious thing. Therefore, only the few lucky ones who are recognized by the God of the Underworld can have intelligence. However, once they have intelligence, they also have the responsibility to serve the God of the Underworld. For example, as the butler of White Yin City, I have to serve this city, I have to serve the city lord. This is my responsibility, this is the responsibility that the God of the Underworld gave me. "
"God of the Underworld, how can you be sure that this is the responsibility that the God of the Underworld gave you?" Although the city was under siege, the old butler still spoke slowly. Perhaps to him, he only needed to serve the City Lord. As for who was the City Lord now and in the future, it didn't matter to him. In the past, he served Bai Yin, and now he served Qin Lang. This was the reason.
"Naturally, we can be sure that in this land, the God of the Underworld is omnipresent —"
"If the God of the Underworld was omnipresent, wouldn't he have killed us a long time ago? Aren't you talking nonsense!" Song Tuo couldn't help but say.
The old butler sneered, but didn't answer Song Tuo's question.
"Don't say anything for now." Qin Lang had no choice but to get Song Tuo to shut up for now. Then, he signaled the old butler to continue. Qin Lang was rather curious about the "God of the Underworld" because as a Necromancer, Andford was also a firm believer in the existence of the God of the Underworld. However, if there really was a god of the underworld here, according to what Song Tuo had just said, how could the god of the underworld tolerate Qin Lang, Song Tuo, and the others acting presumptuously in its territory?
"There is no doubt that the Nether God is omnipresent. However, the Nether God's status was so high that he wouldn't care about the loss of a mere city. What's more, the country has fallen. Even if you're creatures from another world and have occupied this city, can you take it away with you? Could he take away the land here? If not, what does it matter to the Lord of the Underworld who becomes the governor? "The old butler's words seemed to be filled with wisdom.
Qin Lang couldn't help but agree with the old butler because that was the truth. Throughout the thousands of years of Hua Xia's history, there were countless nobles, marquises, generals, and ministers. There were even people who claimed that everything under the sky belonged to the king. However, what happened in the world? Now that the bones of the nobles and generals had decayed, the mountains and rivers were still there, and no one could take away a piece.
Indeed, from the perspective of the God of the Underworld, a mere change of master in White Shade City was not even worth mentioning to him. However, did the God of the Underworld really exist? Did its will really exist?
"Lord Governor, you are the governor of White Shade City, and as the governor, you have some privileges in White Shade City and its surroundings. However, it seems that you are only good at using the power that you had in the past, and you haven't made good use of the authority and power that the Lord of the Underworld gave you. "
Hearing this, Qin Lang really wanted to give this damned old butler a good beating. This was because this fellow had never told Qin Lang before that he would have any special privileges as the City Lord. However, his anger only lasted for a moment. Now, Qin Lang could only ask nicely, hoping that this old butler could tell him some valuable information.
Fortunately, this old butler didn't disappoint Qin Lang too much. As it turned out, as a governor, he had a strong control over the city and its surroundings. For example, the governor could command the undead creatures in the entire city and subdue some of the surrounding undead creatures for his use. In addition, the governor had a deterrent effect on the undead creatures around the city, and he was the only one who could use the city's defensive formation.
"But, why didn't you tell me before?" Qin Lang asked.
"As a governor, you should know these things even if I didn't tell you." The old butler seemed very innocent.
"How is that possible?" Qin Lang said, "I don't know everything. I'm just a governor in name, how could I know these things? "
"That's where the problem lies. Lord City Lord, if you continue to stay in White Yin City, even if I don't tell you what happened just now, you will still know. As a Lord City Lord, as long as you stay here for a long time, you will naturally be able to sense Lord God of the Underworld's will. It will bestow upon you the authority that you deserve as a Lord City Lord. However, although you're a governor, you rarely stay here, and you don't have a sense of belonging to this city. Although you're a governor, you haven't been recognized by the will of this city. That's why you feel that I've hidden these things from you. " It had to be said that this old butler made a lot of sense. Qin Lang was indeed only a governor in name, and he really didn't see himself as the governor of White Shade City. Since Qin Lang didn't have the awareness of being a governor, how could he be recognized by the city and the surrounding undead creatures?
Previously, when Qin Lang and the others had obtained this city, they had only plundered it for their own benefits. They did not have the slightest sense of belonging as the City Lord. Now, Qin Lang had finally obtained some crucial information from the old butler.
"However, I'm a living creature. How can I be recognized by the Lord of the Underworld?" Qin Lang asked.
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