Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 446 This is the Undead!
"Xanatos is a pig!"

"Xanatos is worse than a pig!"

"Xanatos is like a potato root rotting in the ground!"

"Thanatos is just used sheep intestines!"

...

For a moment, the entire institute was filled with blasphemous and obscene words, all of which were verbal attacks against Thanatos.

The variety, complexity and profoundness of the ideas made all the Nice people present feel ashamed.

Is this something a fucking human could come up with?

These characters lingered for a long time, fluttering back and forth like butterflies, obviously controlled by some extremely sophisticated shadow power.

But at this moment, the people of Nice present had no time to appreciate this exquisite skill...

Their minds were completely attracted by these blasphemous words.

Yes, it is true that Thanatos is the usurper, and we only have Lady Death Speaker in our hearts.

But no matter what he said, he was still a god-level existence who created the underworld...

Are you really not afraid of being punished by God by insulting people in public in all kinds of ways?

Even if the North is blessed by the Death Speaker Lady, don't you plan to leave?

——They completely forgot the established fact that if the two were identified as undead and dealt with, they would really not be able to leave.

When people are extremely shocked, they have no ability to think, and can only instinctively open their mouths to witness this miracle.

Even Nikis was not immune.

She opened her mouth slightly, looking at the dirty words in the room in surprise, her senses fully open, trying hard to find any glance from Thanatos, wanting to be the first to see how angry that guy was.

However, it does not.

The usurper simply ignored such blasphemous words.

...

Da Huang: "That's enough, I already suspect you are scolding Mr. Sa in a roundabout way."

Wei Dianyuan then stopped.

Siara watched the characters gradually dissipate, and watched other people recover from the shock one after another, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

She was also so surprised when she first saw the name above the skeleton archer's head.

But she was far less surprised than the people in front of her.

"As you can see, they do not pledge allegiance to the usurper."

She spoke softly, but her words were powerful.

Is there any need to argue about this?
It's not necessary at all.

Feodor took a deep breath and said, "So you mean to say that this is not a ghost?"

"No, this is the undead!" Siara said, "If this isn't it, then what is the value of the identification you did before?"

Many warlocks looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't understand what this woman was trying to do.

Andre, who had been hiding in the corner as if nothing had happened, was becoming more and more aware...

Good god, I almost got cheated by my own father.

He was originally puzzled as to why his father, who clearly knew the whole story and had always had a good impression of McCalla, took the initiative to stand up and act as the bad guy this time.

Now I understand.

This is undoubtedly a good show.

Moreover, everything Feodor did was in compliance with procedures and justice, and he was worthy of his identity and position.

Sure enough, Feodor's brow furrowed even further.

He first calmed down the chaotic crowd behind him, and then asked back as if actively guiding the topic:
"Since our identification methods have always been correct, what exactly went wrong?"

Ciara: "The answer is obvious. There is something wrong with the way we deal with the undead. It is a program error and needs to be corrected."

Quiet.

Unprecedented silence.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Siara as if she were a monster.

As if surprised that she dared to say such a thing...

They couldn't help but glance at the chief priestess on high. Wouldn't she bring down punishment?

No.

The answer is no.

Nikis seemed to be asleep, without any response, as if she was still tacitly allowing all this to happen.

"We assume that undead creatures are evil and need to be purified, and that necromancy is evil and needs to be banned. But if there are non-evil undead creatures, does that mean that necromancy is also a means of destruction? What about necromancers?
“The conclusion couldn’t be clearer - the Undead Disaster Prevention Law needs to be amended. We need to make it clear that not all undead creatures are enemies, just like not all necromancers are evil.

"It's the evil ones who choose necromancy, not the necromancers who decide to become evil." Ciara said word by word.

This is not a clarion call to charge, but a summary of the past month.

When two undead creatures turn the city of Helgeland upside down, this ironclad fact becomes the elephant in the room that cannot be avoided.

Even if we pretend that it does not exist and pretend that we are indifferent, all discussions about it will become rampant and affect everyone.

Over time, the iron dam of cognition will be abruptly breached, and new ideas will flow in, completely muddying the water.

At this time, the new voice that emerges is no longer harsh, nor is it the only cry in the silence.

Likewise, there is no aversion to consistency.

Ciara looked at the nervous faces.

The fact that they were not angry about being offended shows that they had already thought this way.

I was just speaking for them.

From what Dylan has done to now, things have finally changed.

This is not a careful plan made in advance, but a silent understanding among a group of people.

From the moment she found out what Dylan was doing, she knew what she had to do.

The Shadow Temple must do something to seize this opportunity.

Fortunately, she wasn't alone.

Fyodor, Andrei, Dmitriy.

Even the chief priestess thought so.

She is the most special one because she cannot take the initiative to stand up against the procedure.

She must and can only be an advocate of procedure. Once she, as an authority, has a moment of hesitation and concern, the anxiety will spread to the entire temple, causing terrible turmoil.

So the only thing she could do was to allow it to happen.

Acquiesce with anger, watch with indifference, accept with calm.

After a brief silence, Feodor said, "So, are you going to call for a vote?"

“Yes,” Ciara replied, “I want the vote to be held right here.”

"But this is just a research institute, not an administrative agency..."

"No need." Ciara interrupted the crowd's objections: "We need to vote on 'whether to conduct research on a new definition of undead creatures', or more specifically, to establish exclusive entries for them based on the expanded research of these two special skeletons, and finally submit it to the executive department to amend the bill - please note that 'amendment' is a task we assign to them to complete, not an 'application' we send to the higher authorities."

Once again, the crowd fell silent.

But this time, many people clenched their fists and gritted their teeth to prevent their cheers from leaking out from between their lips and teeth.

So cool!
Even Feodor couldn't help but exclaim that it was wonderful.

He is truly worthy of being a servant, he is much better than these technical people!
Just look at what happened to Godro City to see how miserable the Temple’s technical staff’s say is.

It was they who had discovered Barry Gittier's manuscript in McCalla and brought back such important research from there.

However, because he scrapped a floating city in Macala, he lost most of the material rewards and was only given a lot of flashy praise and honor.

They didn't even apply for the qualification to replace the floating city - not to upgrade, but to add a second-hand floating city. They didn't even get the application approved, and they had to take a carriage to go back and forth...

All this is because Meno is a bad guy and doesn't have any connections.

Therefore, we were endlessly prevaricated - after we upgrade the floating city technology, we will definitely equip key places like Godro City with the latest floating cities as soon as possible, so you just wait!

This is simply ridiculous!
A fourth-level shadow technician named Gittier was bullied by the civil servants of Saint-Cité, let alone the embarrassing situation of others.

Look at what Ciara said this time - the examples they provided based on facts are commands, existing as conclusions rather than just serving as references.

What a reference! The conclusion is thrown in your face. Now you have to legislate according to this!

"Then let's vote now."

Fyodor turned and looked at his colleagues:
"Please raise your hands if you agree."

In an instant, half of the people raised their arms.

The people of Nice have always liked to wait and see, but faced with this overwhelming trend, the remaining half of them also raised their hands.

Passed unanimously!

Feodor glanced at Lady Nice out of the corner of his eye. She was already sitting on the Diaoyutai, as if everything happening below had nothing to do with her.

So he decided to go a step further.

He stepped forward and extended his hand to the two skeletons.

"I invite you two to participate in our next research."

...

Wei Dian Yuan: "What's the difference? Doesn't it still need to be studied?"

Da Huang: "We are collaborators now, not things!"

(End of this chapter)