As a matter of fact, Anveena and I had completed our mission. Everything was progressing smoothly on Sylvanas' side. As long as she agreed to join our allied forces, it would mean that the entire Forsaken Tribe had boarded our thief's … warship. They were a relatively united race and possessed an astonishing loyalty towards their Queen. As long as it was Sylvanas' order, they wouldn't hesitate even if they were ordered to jump into a volcano. Of course, I was referring to the majority of them. What would happen next would prove that even though free will was precious, free will would also plant the seeds of betrayal in a race that could originally obey orders unconditionally. Of course, due to our appearance, the Royal Apothecary Society and Valimasas wouldn't betray them so easily.
However, even though Sylvanas could rely on a single order to make the Forsaken become members of the Salvation Army, she would never do so. She was a dignified and wise Queen, not a dictator who only wanted to achieve her own goals. Contrary to what I had expected, the Forsaken valued the free will of their members and even formed a voting system that was similar to a simple democracy in this new country. This was truly shocking to me. I definitely wouldn't have known about this in the game. A bunch of Undead actually created such an administrative system in a world that was ruled by a semi-feudal and semi-slave system like Azeroth. It was truly inconceivable. Originally, I thought that this Undead Kingdom would be under a tyrannical rule …
It seemed like it wasn't a good thing to be familiar with the 'Plot'. Many a time, the inertia that came from the game would interfere with my judgment and even cause me to confuse the settings of the game with the real World of Azeroth. Even though I knew that this world was different from the game, I was still seriously shocked when I saw the Undead holding a referendum …
I promised Sylvanas that I would give her three days to make a final decision. In this period of time, Anveena and I, who had nothing to do, naturally had nothing to do. A leader of an Empire leading a high-powered fluorescent lamp strolled around the Undercity all day. Even though this place definitely couldn't be considered to have the best scenery, such a grand and unique underground city had a lot of sightseeing value. I treated it as experiencing the local customs of the Undead.
Of course, the prerequisite was that you could ignore the zombies, skeletons, ghosts, and Abominations that would occasionally appear in front of your eyes and challenge your vision …
After shifting my gaze away from the infuriatingly beautiful Abomination not far away, I deeply understood that in a place like the Undercity, as a normal living person, the most important common sense was to absolutely not go out for an hour before and after a meal. The former would affect one's appetite, the latter would interfere with digestion, and the latter would of course interfere with one's digestion. Basically, one's stomach wouldn't be able to store anything.
"Ghosts are more pleasing to look at." After witnessing the legendary Abomination, I concluded as such. Beside me, An Weina immediately raised her head proudly. Her entire body shone as brightly as the sun at eleven or twelve in the afternoon.
I felt that sooner or later, this girl would become a professional human searchlight.
As for our identities, Cirvanas hadn't made it public yet. This was something I had specially taken care of. I didn't want to be surrounded by a bunch of Bone-Strengthening Granules in the next few days. However, Cirvanas had also specifically ordered that Anweina and I were 'important guests' of Underworld City, or even 'important friends' of Cirvanas himself. Thus, other than a few forbidden areas, Anweina and I could walk around as we pleased. Although this was much better than exposing our identities, it was still unavoidable that Anweina and I would become the center of attention. A strange female specter who would switch between light and dark and use herself as a third wheel, and a living person who called undead creatures brothers and walked around Underworld City as if there was nothing going on. This was already enough to make many undead curious about us. What made their gossipy souls burn even more was that the two of us actually had a close relationship with the Queen. We even had the privilege of walking around the undead's main camp as we pleased. Don't think that the Forsaken were all people with deep hatred and murderous intent. Although they bore a heavy fate, other than a slightly dark side, the Forsaken who had already obtained their free will wasn't much different from ordinary living creatures. In fact, since they couldn't experience most of the pleasures of the living, these super boring fellows were all filled with a spirit of gossip that left one speechless. Now that two super hot topics like Anweina and I had suddenly appeared, these boring undead who couldn't find any joy in life other than gossip suddenly felt that spring had come … Translator's Note: The Forsaken are all people with deep hatred and murderous intent.
Of course, apart from the gossipy but friendly undead, we would often meet the Forsaken who were hostile to us. I didn't even need to guess to know that their hostility was directed at me. Some of them had been treated unfairly by the world of the living after they transformed into the Forsaken, or they had an intense hatred for the living due to the effects of undead magic. There were even some who had been weak when they were alive, which made it difficult for them to get rid of their desire for the flesh and blood of the living even after they awakened their free will. I was rather calm about this last point …
No matter what, with Cirvanas's orders, these undead who were hostile to me were rather well-behaved. At the very least, there wasn't a melodramatic scene where a God Envoy was ambushed and Gloom City was completely destroyed, which made Cirvanas worry for most of the day.
At the beginning, Anveena and I were quite interested in exploring Gloom City, but now we felt rather bored.
This was quite normal. Exploring a haunted house was a very interesting game. It was thrilling and exciting, and many people would never get tired of it. However, exploring a haunted house every day wasn't a good idea for entertainment, especially since there wasn't anything that could be considered entertainment in this damned place. Apart from seeing the post-modern undead to slightly satisfy my curiosity, all I was left with was the emptiness of doing nothing every day, as well as the lack of appetite and indigestion caused by the unique customs and customs of Gloom City. This was such a waste of Cirvanas' good intentions. It should be known that Cirvanas had spent a lot of effort to prepare delicious food for me, the only living creature in Gloom City who could breathe. However, I still needed to test my mental endurance. As for the problem of appetite …
It wasn't just me. According to my observations, the undead were also quite bored. They had no sense of touch, didn't eat or drink, and lacked entertainment. As a result, the only thing these bone-strengthening powder and pork belly could do apart from doing combat training and carrying out quests. However, even a race like the undead, who didn't know fatigue, also had times when they had free time. When they had free time, even I felt a pain in the ass for these boring fellows …
Walking in the dried-up sewers of Gloom City — this kind of road had its own personality — you would see a skeleton or mummy lying motionless on the side of the road or in the middle of the road. Don't ever think that this was a nameless corpse that had been accidentally dropped by a corpse cart, because it was highly likely that it was a forgotten individual who was extremely bored and had no choice but to lie on the ground and pretend to be a murder scene. If there weren't any quests, this fellow who pretended to be a murder scene could lie there for an entire month, and no matter how big the matter was, it might not even be able to make him move. I once saw a skeleton lying in the middle of the road get stomped into pieces by an Abomination passing by. However, after the Abomination left, the pieces of bones would clatter together and form a skeleton that was as clean as new. Then, the bored corpse would lie back on the ground and wait for the next Abomination to arrive …
If a skeleton lying on the ground waiting for a car accident was considered boring, then two skeleton soldiers sitting in a corner playing rock-paper-scissors and tearing apart each other's ribs was considered a pain in the ass.
Looking at these undead citizens wandering around with nothing to do, I suddenly felt that the nine years of compulsory education that had once been like hell was actually so fulfilling and fun …
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