Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 423 Rat's Nest Street

The broken bone was corrected and fixed with sutures, and the wound was also stitched, except for the broken arm.

Not because too many pieces were broken, but because this arm was not original, otherwise it would not have been damaged so badly.

The problem is that the zombie girl doesn't know that her original arm is missing, so she can only make do with it.

Owen threw Lian Tada's arm aside, picked out a female arm from the jar on the shelf, and sewed it on for the zombie girl, but she was very dissatisfied.

"It's too fragile. I even suspect that this hand can't even squeeze a man's bird." The zombie girl's complaint made Owen feel a little sad, but he still promised to prepare a new arm for her, but it would cost more.

The zombie girl who had no worries about debts readily agreed, since she would not use this slender arm to fight anyway.

Because the technique of manipulating puppet silk is used to suture, the repair speed is very fast, which makes the zombie girl who is not the first time very curious, but whether it is Mithril City or Bone Street, curiosity is never a good habit, so she did not Instead of asking, he put on the temporary clothes Owen sewed and acted as a clerk.

Unexpectedly, the zombie girl was a decent clerk, which relieved Owen a lot.

There are not many guests coming, a few skeletons are responsible for sweeping the streets on weekdays, so the joints are severely worn out, so we pooled our money together to buy a can of cheap corpse oil, carefully applied it to the joints, and then satisfactorily moved without letting out The skeleton of the sound leaves.

The last one came was a suture zombie, whose sutures were loose and infected with corpse bugs, which made him very distressed, so he came to the door.

Owen disassembled it, killed insects and retrieved eggs, maintained it, and then sewed it up again. Finally, he gave it a bottle of insect repellent, which was poured in water according to a certain proportion, and soaked regularly to kill the remaining insects. egg.

Because of the zombie girl, Owen saves a lot of trouble and has time to do some things of his own.

When the bell representing daytime rang and it was time to close the door, the zombie girl skillfully closed the heavy store door.

Owen put down the things in his hands and rubbed his sore back. He felt a little headache about his health, but the most important thing right now was to win over his only subordinate.

Walking in front of the holy emblem, Owen pretended to pray devoutly, and then shot a gloomy light into the body of the zombie woman who was watching the show.

"What is this?" The zombie girl, who was about to fight back, paused, her stiff expression became more lively, and she said to Owen in surprise.

"The blessing of the God of the Shadow of Death, you can also get it if you pray sincerely. It will make your zombie body more flexible and powerful, and even feel like a living person." Owen is really not fooling the zombie girl. Done.

Thanks to the good reputation of the Shadow of Death sect and the idea of ​​just giving it a try, the zombie girl picked up the teachings that Owen had given her, and stumbled to read it.

Owen took some money, and hid the old revolver next to his body, preparing to go to the next street.

His predecessor was not picky about food, and all kinds of hard bread made up three meals a day. This not only caused his body to weaken, but also caused serious problems with his teeth. Therefore, Owen decided to start eating some normal food from today. But on the Street of Bones, it was obviously impossible to satisfy his request.

Let the zombie girl look after the house. After going out, Owen came to the deepest part of Blood Sausage Lane according to his memory. There is a door made of steel, which separates the street of bones from the street next door.

However, as long as the magic power belonging to the undead spellcaster is input, the steel door can be opened automatically. After all, many undead spellcasters are still alive, and they also have various needs, so there are some hidden doors, and this one in Blood Sausage Lane is just one of them .

As soon as he stepped out of the steel door, the small door behind him was quickly closed, and it was integrated with the surrounding environment under the influence of magic. If there was no magic power input into it as a mark, ordinary people would not be able to find it at all.

Owen didn't care, and walked out of the alley while looking around, and found that the environment here was indeed a bit bad.

How can there be any safety in this ghostly place in Mithril City, especially in narrow alleys like this, where all kinds of tragedies happen every day, so for a long time, stumped limbs and arms, broken teeth, pulled out Fingernails, as well as excrement and vomit piled up layer by layer to form a special ground.

The residents living here have long been used to it, but for Owen, every step can be regarded as a kind of torture, but what he didn't expect was that before he reached the entrance of the alley, he saw another scene that made it difficult to control himself .

Not far ahead, a short and stout gray dwarf was having something with a short and fat rat woman. The scene looked stingy. Owen frowned and was about to leave. He didn't expect to see him with fine features and no pants. The gray dwarf who mentioned it smiled strangely and picked up the hand ax on the side, and the rat woman who had not had time to put down her skirt also took out a shiny boning knife from the basket on the side, and decided to cut some meat after the gray dwarf finished having fun. Add meals to the family.

Owen couldn't get used to them, he flicked his fingers, and after a clear sound of the strings, both the gray dwarf and the rat woman remained still as if they had been cursed, until Owen went around and turned into a pile of fresh Cuts of meat.

Wipe the blood-stained sutures clean with a cloth and wrap them around his wrists again. Owen let out a suffocated breath and walked out of the alley.

This is Rat Nest Street, just like Bone Street, most of the people living here are rat people.

Ratmen are natives of the underground world. Although they are not as strong as gray dwarves or drows, they are good at being assassins or spies. In addition, they are very suitable for the underground environment and have a large group of people. Although the individual is weak, the overall strength is not bad, even in Mithril City, it has a place.

The buildings on Rat's Nest Street are very interesting. Buildings that can only be built with two floors in other places can be built with three or four floors here. Only in this way can the relatively large family members of the rat people be accommodated.

Because of the smell of blood on his body, Owen attracted the attention of a group of ratman guards just as he walked out of the alley.

These Ratman guards were wearing close-fitting vests, thin iron helmets, and weapons that were said to be spears, more like needles, and daggers stuck in their waists. They stared at Owen with greedy eyes, as if they wanted to eat same as people.

Being stared at by a bunch of black beans, Owen felt a little hairy, but when he released the power of death, the ratman guards left very sensible.

There is no such thing as good or evil in Mithril City. If Owen's weakness can be deceived, let alone civilians, even the ratman guards responsible for stability would not mind killing him for meat.

So looking for guards in danger will not work here, it will only make you die faster.

But it would be different if they had strength, these Ratmen would become extraordinarily reasonable and helpful, as long as they don't get led into the pit, it's fine.

(End of this chapter)