Chapter 127

When Orlega stepped off the carriage, the rest of the team subconsciously avoided.

Most of their identities are civilians, only a few are nobles.

And the real power of this World, in addition to experiencing life-style outings.

In the long-distance travel, I basically don’t choose to ride in carriage, but rather ride demonic beasts or use teleport spells.

Even if you have to take a carriage, it is a private convoy with an escort. After all, you are in a civilian convoy and a group of civilians. For the upper class, it is a very low performance. A few nobles, in fact, are the kind that don’t mix well.

It is very likely to be the little nobleman who can’t afford the caravan or the fallen aristocrat in the family.

Although he is better than an ordinary person, his actual status is similar to that of a wealthy businessman.

Spiritual God →Large church, Demi-God Level transcendents, top powers → upper powers, ordinary churches, powerful transcendents, super wealthy merchants → ordinary nobles, large wealthy merchants, ordinary transcendents → wealthy merchants, common people, Poor

This is the approximate status chain of this World. Originally, there is a [slave] class that can pad the poor to avoid bottoming out. After all, no matter how poor they are, they still have a little personal freedom, but since After the invasion of Bottomless Abyss, those gadgets were gone, and they were all forcibly requisitioned to the front lines to contribute to this society.

It can be said that the slave masters all suffer from blood loss.

Forced to change career on the spot.

Those large arena or slave trading grounds have mostly been converted into large hotels and the like. You can only vaguely see the glory of the past.

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Walking to a relatively secluded place, Orlega didn’t dislike anything, and directly found a piece of grass and sat down.

It looked like he was resting, but no one noticed an invisible mist that was slowly evaporating from him.

If you take something like a high-multiplier Microscope, you can see that the mist is actually something similar to bacteria.

And they are following the flow of air, drifting to a distant place where they are unknown.

According to Orlega’s setting, they can survive in the air for about two days. Where they can get to is purely a matter of luck. He did not specifically control this.

The function of this kind of bacteria is to produce symptoms similar to colds, fever and breathing difficulties in humans or animals.

The intensity is not high.

Basically, people with better health can be immune, even if the health is not good, just taking some medicine is not a big problem.

It can be said that what serious illness can’t be called completely.

But Orlega doesn’t care much about it. He wants this kind of effect.

For this reason, even to greatly weaken the lethality of the plague.

Otherwise, he will go on a little plague at will, let alone people, even the stones may not be left.

Universality and concealment are the focus of Orlega’s concern.

Even if the fatal rate is low, there will always be bad luck. As long as the base number goes up, it is still not a small number.

After all, in the modern world, a large number of people still die of high fever every year, not to mention the medically lagging world.

Furthermore, this is just one kind. He still has dozens of diseases on the research and development schedule, which will be released soon.

According to his vision, as long as these diseases spread to one-tenth of the world, based on the population of this World and his carefully designed fatality rate, he can gain about seven figures every year. The soul, it can be said that if he is an aboriginal of this World, he can start preparing for the gods by just packing up.

Moreover, this is an extremely stable long-term gain, which is more practical than the so-called belief in gods.

After all, where is he playing biochemical missions quickly.

Try hard to start the game, and the harvest depends on lying down and waiting, isn’t it elated!

If you achieve the ultimate goal in the future, you can successfully embed your disease system into the rules of the multiverse, and make it evolve into a world similar to colds, fevers, diarrhea, organ failure, etc., as long as It is a disease that occurs automatically if there is a biological existence.

Then Orlega’s strength can instantly jump in multiple stages, taking charge of the [disease] of birth, old age, sickness, and death, and become the throne of [Demon Prince].

Although he feels that because of the high popularity of this thing, it is true to attract people to hate, and it is easy to be beaten to death on the way.

But as an excellent demon doing big business, Orlega decided to try without fear and danger.

What if it is done after all?

At the moment, Orlega has two roads that are the broadest.

[Pain] and [Death Disease], both can be regarded as elevators to the top of the food chain.

Speaking of stability, there is a probability of reaching the finish line safely.

But that thing is just what you expected. If you can succeed with stability, there won’t be that many powerhouse overturns.

Compared to the guys who have passed millions of years and don’t even bother to move their butts, Orlega feels that he can’t be more stable than them.

So these two can only be regarded as beacon lights. Whether they can be achieved depends on good luck.

Apart from this, Orlega does not plan to give up on other developments.

[Blood inflammation], [spell], [hand-to-hand], these three are all directions for him. They have their own advantages in terms of positive battle strength and flexibility. It can only be said that there is no road 【 Epidemic] and [Pain] are so clear.

And this little problem is not a big obstacle.

He hangs up after all.

If the resources are sufficient, just close your eyes and add some points.

He has to sigh that it is easy to do things with a system.

Although I don’t know where the upper limit of this evolutionary system is, it is more than enough to meet his needs until now.

As for the future, he doesn’t know much.

After all, he is not the only one who can hang up in this world.

Maybe someone opened the hanger more ruthlessly than him.

Strictly speaking of which, the guy who can stand at the top of the multiverse is either Innate noble and has everything sacred from birth, or is an open cheater. No one succeeds by pure effort. of.

Because someone will always work harder than you do not say, the other person may have innate talent than you.

You work hard for 24 hours a day. Others use time to determine ability. It is not a problem to work hard for 240 hours a day.

There are countless similar cases.

If you want to rely on this to succeed, you won’t be able to queue up.

Orlega’s inherited memories clearly indicate that the guys who follow the steps can’t climb up for a lifetime. If you want to reach the top, you have to gamble all the way, or you can only open it all the way.

If the conditions are right, he wants to take the lighter one.

After all, betting on fate along the way is a bit too much for luck.

‘Hope everything goes well…’

Looking at the germs that keep drifting away, he thought silently.

Orlega’s knowledge of the various measures of this World is still limited.

He can only fill up all kinds of loopholes as far as he can.

He can’t be sure of the actual effect.

Whether this World’s monitoring methods can be concealed is still unknown for the time being.

If someone sees through the plan, although it will not fall short, the rest of the action will undoubtedly be hindered.