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"This…is your temple?”
Abel looked at the so-called temple. It was actually a house made of stone. It was spacious, but that was because the stone pillars were too big and rough.
That was why the temple was so large.
"Ere, your life is worse than I thought.”Abel patted Ere's head. Although the game mentioned that Ere's temple was simple, it was too simple.
If Ere didn't use the rules of the Underworld to clean it, it would definitely be covered in dust.
"No, there's no problem. As long as we work together, we can definitely create a perfect Underworld.”
Ere felt the warmth on her head and narrowed her eyes, showing a look of enjoyment. She had always been a cold person, and no one had ever been so intimate with her.
"That's not urgent for the time being.
Abel rubbed his chin and glanced at the collapsed stone pillars on the floor. He then looked at the gun sill outside and thought back to the Jarulahs. A plan slowly appeared in his mind.
"Can you command those Kalulahs?”Abel asked.
" Yes," Ere replied." I'm the owner of this place!" Their creation and disappearance are under my control.”
"In that case, why don't you gather them from all levels first?”Abel said.
"Eh? "Isn't this not good? They're working very hard every day. They should be resting now…" Ere said hesitantly.
"No, I've been here for almost a day. With the support of the Underworld's laws, these souls won't feel tired at all.
Anyway, they were disappearing day by day and could be replenished at any time. Such a huge productivity should be utilized.”Abel said.
"But what if there are new souls in the underworld?”
"We only need to send one person to every floor and patrol once every hour. The newly fallen souls wouldn't disappear right away, would they?”Abel replied.
Ere's eyes began to ponder as she mumbled,"This won't be good for the final resting place of the soul, right?"”
"Idiot!" Abel imitated the tone of Gilgamesh, who had just left.
"Do you think those Jarulalings are tired? If the Underworld's ecosystem was better, they wouldn't have to stay in there every day. It's obviously more potential for creativity…"
"Uh…"
"It's very tiring to manage the Underworld alone! You can't take care of the entire civilization by yourself.”
Ere was speechless, but she didn't know how to retort.
Therefore, she decided not to say anything and quietly looked at the black-bellied guy in front of her with anticipation.
"First of all, you have to put the strong Jarulahs into the production of the Underworld. Let them create some objects first, and then let the weaker Jarulahs use tools to reclaim the land.”
"After the land is reclaimed, we need to start modifying the environment. Finally, those souls who can't enjoy working in the gun cage and suffer will be put into an environment where they can work..."
"Let me think. First of all, the Netherworld is very big. The first thing we need to do is to reclaim the roads and rails, and then we need to build a preliminary elevator system a few days before a certain level. After that, we need to turn it into a magic elevator or something."
Ere quietly looked at the man who was standing at the door overlooking the Underworld. It shone and circled.
Her judgment was right. From the beginning, she felt that this person was very suitable to be the ruler.
Three weeks after Abel arrived in the Kingdom of the Underworld, in the temple of Aresh Kigal.
Cuneiform characters covered in the sand of the underworld were all over the walls of the temple. In front of an ancient Greek pillar from a history book, Abel stood in front of the stairs with his back to the completed temple, overlooking the endless hillside leading to the upper level.
There was a long track that had been strengthened by magic to reach the end. On both sides of the road, there were rows of Jarulahs. Skull skeletons were holding hoes on their arms to fix the track.
Sparks occasionally flew in the air. Not far away from him, 200 meters away, there was a huge hill of rubble collected from the Underworld Wilderness.
One by one, the floating Jarulalins carried the crushed rocks onto the cart designed by Abel (Future). Then, the Jarulalins pulled the cart and aimed it at the groove of the track. Then, they let out a waaa
At the end of the tunnel, Abel had come up with an idea, and Ere had created a huge spear cage, using magic as a bow.| He used his power to move the Jarulal Spirit that was pulling the cart into the wall to a higher place to build the wall.
A Kalula Spirit holding the Bell of the Dead rang the bell from above, commanding the Kalula Spirits to walk in the same direction. The ranks were orderly.
A scene that resembled the early days of railway construction in 1865 appeared before Abel's eyes.
If this group of Jarulalings were wearing caps, overalls, and sweaty dirty faces, perhaps it would be more in line with the taste of that era…Abel thought.
"This can be considered as pushing the schedule! All I need to do now is to include Ere in my suggestions.”Abel murmured. He turned around and glanced at the temple's door. The beautiful Mistress of the Underworld was not there.
"I don't know where he went.”He muttered and shook his head.
Now that he was modifying the ecological environment of the Underworld for her, the innocent girl probably only thought about the design of the Underworld surpassing the surface in the future. She wouldn't have any other thoughts.
Abel was imagining this with uncertainty. Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him." Hey…"
There was a whiff of fragrance. Ere was already standing behind Abel. Before she could finish her sentence, there was a sudden noise in the distance that interrupted her.
She snorted in anger and looked at the fellow in front of her who was in the way. She saw a Kalulal spirit waving a hoe and pouncing towards them.
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