CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 88 LAYOUT

"Interesting indeed."

Li Qing, this two-legged creature, watched the spectacle amidst the crowd, listening to the Slime’s high-pitched speech.

Presently.

The three Abyss Dominators, the Skeleton Monarch, Slime Monarch, and Demon Dragon Monarch, have all perished. Without any protection over these three races, they’ve begun to fall into despair.

The current Abyss Era is quite organized.

Within the enclosed spaces, nearly a self-contained ecosystem has formed, establishing a self-sustained food chain.

Though it doesn’t achieve complete energy conservation, through the photosynthesis of plants and the absorption of the thermal energy under the glass skylights, it keeps energy loss to a minimum.

And in the Abyss, on the surface, there are still three mainstream races.

The Burial Ground nurtures the Skeleton Race.

The Dragon Cave nurtures the Demon Dragon Race.

The Slime Caves nurture the Slimes.

These three holy lands continuously nurture life, replenishing the creatures of the land.

Meanwhile, other racial nests, the Burrow Spiders, Ghouls, Vampire Insects, are the subordinate races created by other Abyssal Gods, and their numbers are not many.

Now, having lost their three Dominators, the three races are on their own.

The Demon Dragon Race remains the strongest race in the Abyss.

The race evolved from the Peacock Mantis Shrimp continues to write legends in this world.

They have extremely terrifying explosiveness, and no one dares provoke them. Dragons are the nobility at the top of the Abyss hierarchy. Even within the Dragon Cave, Half-Dragon Men, Half-Subterranean Dragons, and Dragon Spiders have appeared, these branches of dragon blood evolving into thriving life forms, flourishing and spreading.

The Skeleton Race maintains a standard manner.

They lack explosiveness and move slowly, but their bodies are tough.

With high defense and low attack, they enjoy transitioning into Skeleton Mages. Within the Sylph Academy, it is the largest faction, using various external tools and magic to compensate for their lack of attack power.

In the Dark Night Elf Academy, there’s a popular saying:

"You can forcefully pay a price to initiate a melee attack on a frail Wizard, but never do this to a Skeleton Mage, because you’ll find out their strongest trait is defense once you’re up close!"

The Skeleton Race is doing quite well overall.

It’s the largest group of Abyssal Casters, and has even formed an Abyssal Wizard Association, wielding significant influence on this Abyssal Land.

But what about the Slime Race?

They have no explosiveness, no defense, only undying.

They can’t fight or protect themselves, and their undying quality made them seen as a commodity in the eyes of some people.

This results in them having the same fate as "Turbellaria of the previous life," used as experimental materials in secret laboratories, free and convenient little white mice.

Some mentors even have apprentices conduct resistance experiments on Slimes, resulting in random acidic Slimes: serving as fermentation tanks to ferment some foods.

Healing Slimes: as germicidal band-aids.

Cleaning Slimes: cleaning streets and fecal dirt.

In short, they have become apprentices’ favorites, faintly turning into familiars in name and slaves in reality.

Even now, some academy apprentices secretly kidnap members of the Slime Race, tying them to racks as targets for casting, practicing all kinds of magic on them daily.

But before them, this Cleaning Slime has brought this increasingly sharp contradiction to light.

The Cleaning Slime is indeed a massive, enticing cake.

After all, the Abyss used to be full of dirty, chaotic, and stinky cities, with many people urinating and defecating everywhere.

Slimes have transformed the filthy Abyss into a civilized society.

Even in response to the Slime Race’s protests, the "Tear of Freedom" guild from the Dark Night Elf Academy, with Wadon swirling his wine glass elegantly at a ball, explained:

"It’s not that I insist on feeding feces, but since feces are there, someone has to eat them."

In theory, it’s not crude without reason.

At least, some of those old heads think so.

Cities on the other side of Earth appear clean, with underground pipes and septic tanks. Where does the accumulated waste in those tanks go?

Of course, it’s decomposed by microbes, slowly turning into fertilizer in various ways.

And here, Cleaning Slimes are akin to a race decomposing waste in septic tanks. If you don’t decompose the garbage, who will?

And, the more advanced ones, operating automatically, can even act like vacuums on streets.

Wherever they go, it’s as clean as new.

However.

The "Tear of Freedom" guild’s upper echelon provoked the Slime Race, leading to various assassinations. They’ve threatened: to stuff feces into their brains through their nostrils!

If it were not for those three hiding in the Dark Night Elf Academy, if it were not for the support behind them by the Sylph Dean, and supposedly the shadow of the current majesty standing behind them, they would have been assassinated hundreds of times by now.

After all, being capitalists means having blood in the pores, naturally there’s resistance from beings oppressed by capital.

"Think about your mouths!"

"Everything other creatures excrete, you guys have to eat! Gulping it down, that stench, that despair..."

Observing that Slime’s speech, Li Qing showed a hint of contemplation.

Speaking of, the Slime Race and the race I need to study, the Crystal Wall Snail Race, are both soft-bodied animals, both possess powerful Undying Regeneration...

There’s indeed a plan to be laid.

After all, Elis killed their ancestor, don’t the Slime Race bear hatred?

Perhaps, I can place a small pawn!

Elis, wants to rebel against the Ancient Gods beyond the sky?

She doesn’t even realize that during Atabia’s time there was hope, now... I always have a backup plan, carefully eliminating any potential hidden dangers. She has long unknowingly become my subordinate, with no chance to revolt.

I can easily erase her.

But Li Qing has not done so.

Instantly killing her would undoubtedly overturn my setup.

One must know, according to the setup, Ancient Gods cannot easily enter the Crystal Wall World. The living beings within the world can roar at the sky...

Furthermore, it’s only this way that in the ages, large numbers of god-resisting geniuses can emerge, constantly rising, wanting to fight against the gods, like Atabia....

An era is like a flow of living water, surging forward!

If gods could easily reach into the world, with them being restricted, unfree, having to be cautious in speech, it is not beneficial for development.

Do what you wish!

If you want to become a wise king and wish to open a new era, go forth and raise the torch high.

If you want to be a Tyrant, creating lands where people live in misery, indulge heedlessly.

If you want to conspire against the Ancient Gods, I will be waiting at heights, playing my role.

Li Qing permits them the greatest freedom, not worried about overturning himself, because he can flip the table anytime.

"For now, I still need to act according to the rules."

Li Qing displayed a gentle smile:

"The power of the Ancient Gods cannot easily descend within the Crystal Wall, logically, there is no way with Elis... but it’s not impossible to use old methods, beguiling some beings of the era, letting them grow a few rebellious bones, to conspire against that ambitious monarch."

Use rebellious bones against rebellious bones.

Create some troubles, while secretly pushing some technical challenges of my Crystal Wall Snails, killing two birds with one stone.