Chapter 915 Borrowing Food

"Good afternoon, Ms. Aribes. I heard from the housekeeper that you have something important to discuss with me?" As soon as Zhang Cheng came to the living room, he took the initiative to bow slightly to the female paladin in armor.

He could feel how fragile and helpless a soul was hidden behind the other person's forced calm appearance.

The terrible plague in Neverwinter has almost driven Irebeth crazy. She is tired and helpless. No matter what she does, she cannot stop the spread of the plague, and the order in the city is almost collapsed.

Especially in the Penisula District, where the prison is located, it has completely lost control. The prisoners who broke out of the prison were smashing, smashing and robbing unscrupulously, venting the animalistic nature of the fear of death in their hearts.

The docks were not much better, with daring smugglers and sailors even attacking the guards, driving them out of the entire area, and doing whatever they wanted behind closed doors.

It can be said that Lord Nasir has now lost control of Neverwinter City and can only order various areas to be sealed off to ensure the safety of the city center.

"Good afternoon, Benny, I do have something important to discuss with you." Aribes forced a smile.

"Oh, what is it?" Zhang Cheng asked pretending to be sincere.

"It's about food! In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the city council has ordered a blockade of the entire city, so we have been unable to receive food supplies from the outside world for a long time, causing food prices to skyrocket. Now many civilians have lost their food sources. I I heard that you hoarded a large amount of food before the outbreak of the plague, so I hope you can step forward and provide some help to the people at this critical moment." Aribes explained the purpose of his visit straightforwardly.

After all, the paladins are a group of straight-headed people who don't know how to beat around the bush, let alone test the tone of things like this first.

"Sorry, Miss Timaland. What do you mean...let us donate a large amount of food for free?" The old housekeeper frowned and suddenly interrupted.

Aribes nodded slightly: "Yes! The city hall no longer has enough money to buy food. All we can give is gratitude from the bottom of our hearts."

When the old housekeeper heard this, he couldn't help but sneered and said sarcastically: "Gratitude? Sorry, Mandane Manor never needs any gratitude. If there is no money, we can accept magic items, potions and scrolls of equal value, but It’s impossible to take it away for free.”

"Are you just going to watch those poor people starve?" Aribes asked with an ugly face.

"What does their starvation have to do with us? That is your and Lord Nasir's problem! It is you who failed to manage this city well.

It is not our responsibility to allow magical plagues, famine, and chaos to spread. "The old housekeeper retorted sharply.

Aribes was obviously irritated by these words, her whole body was trembling slightly, and her eyes were bursting with angry flames.

But in the end, her duty as a paladin forced her to calm down and turned her attention to Zhang Cheng: "Benny, are you really not going to use the stored food to help the people?"

"I'm really sorry, I can't make the decision on this matter. In addition, I suggest you don't try to rob with guards. My father placed a large amount of scorching glue in the warehouse, which can instantly burn all the food to ashes. .”

Although when he said these words, Zhang Cheng's expression and tone were full of sincerity.

But even a fool can tell that this is not a suggestion at all, but a naked threat. He would rather burn it all than donate it for free.

"Very good! Very good! I misjudged you!" Aribes was obviously about to go crazy. She turned around and left without saying a word, not even staying for a second.

Looking at her slightly slim back, Zhang Cheng touched his chin and murmured to himself: "Are you so easily angered? No wonder there are not many paladin who can persist to the end. It is too easy to fall into darkness."

"Master, do you need me to send someone to continue stimulating her and make her lose her mind earlier?" the old housekeeper asked meaningfully.

"No, there is no need. Her fall is inevitable, it is the arrangement of fate, and there is no way to escape it. What we have to do is to wait, wait patiently. But before that, I don't mind giving the idiot Lord Nasir first Take a look. How dare you take my idea? I really don’t know how to write the word death. Go and find a few people to spread rumors in the city, saying that this plague is actually because he offended the goddess of plague and disease. Once he dies, , then the plague will stop immediately." Zhang Cheng sneered and issued an extremely sinister and vicious order.

You must know that if this rumor spreads, Lord Nasir will not be able to explain it even if he has a hundred mouths.

In addition, he ordered to blockade the city and completely isolate various areas. He has already offended too many people. It won't be long before this bottom-up anger will completely tear it apart, let alone continue to rule Neverwinter City. , it’s hard to say whether he can survive until the end of the plague.

"Ah! This is such a wonderful idea! I can already see Lord Nasir's rule being overthrown, and you will become the new ruler of this city." The old butler put one hand on his chest and bowed, his tone revealed strong expectations.

"Hehe, maybe."

Zhang Cheng did not say that he never intended to rule the city, but only used the people in the city as pawns and consumables to conduct a huge experiment.

After the experiment is over, it is not certain whether the city and its residents will exist.

…

At the same time, Mandane, who was hiding under the necropolis, was concentrating on placing a fresh corpse that had just been buried on the autopsy table.

Just when he was about to awaken it and transform it into an undead, the half-orc guard Gromin suddenly ran in and shouted, covered in blood: "Master! It's bad! There are some mysterious guys outside! They Control the zombies, skeletons and mummies you awakened, it looks like you are planning to do something."

"Huh? Controlled the undead I created!" Mandane's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because anyone who can control the undead is either a powerful mage or a priest from the evil camp.

No matter which one it is, it will help his research to a certain extent, and even speed up the progress significantly.

No hesitation!

After making some preparations, Mandane left this hidden underground laboratory and headed towards the opponent's area under the leadership of the half-orc guard Gromin.

He did not realize at all the huge conspiracy hidden behind this terrible plague, nor did he understand how powerful and dangerous a race he was about to deal with.