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Chapter 156 Developing Pamukkale
After Flynn accepted the allegiance of these ghost maids, he tearfully became the master of the maids.

Zhen drew a very complete circle on the ground with his bare hands, and then drew various complicated and difficult magic patterns and spells inside, and finally sprinkled a large amount of Mithril powder.

Accompanied by bursts of light effects, magic collars symbolizing oppression and slavery reappeared on the necks of the ghost maids.

All the collars glowed at the same time, and the light shot at Flynn in unison. At this moment, Flynn felt a surge of magic power hitting his body.

This level of magical impact is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people.

Ordinary people are impacted by such powerful magical energy, and they may be knocked into the air at least, or die suddenly.

Fortunately, Flynn's physical strength is very good, plus he has a passive advanced skill - Suffering spell damage, so Flynn feels that he can still hold the scene.

And with the impact of magic, the ghost maids who had been put on collars revived one by one—of course, because they were ghost maids, even if they recovered, they were all pale and bloodless.

From a lifeless ghost to a ghost with a little bit of life.

The ghost maids floated very low, almost floating over on their stomachs, and kissed Flynn's feet in turn.

And whenever a ghost maid kisses Flynn's feet, the collar around her neck no longer glows.

Finally, all the ghost maids completed the ceremony, and Flynn officially became the master of more than 30 ghost maids.

He failed to turn the maids back into human beings, and failed to let them rest in peace. Flynn felt quite regretful and took more than 30 ghost maids back to his castle.

But on the road, Flynn figured it out.

It just so happened that it was really difficult for An'er to take care of this huge Little Swan Castle by himself, and he planned to recruit some newcomers.

Now, here comes the newcomer.

Uh, here comes the new ghost.

Maybe these ghost maids are no longer human beings, but they are indeed excellent maids. With their assistance, An'er will definitely feel a lot easier.

Back at the castle, with An'er's inexplicable resentment in his eyes, Flynn introduced to An'er: "These ghost maids were once human, so don't be afraid of them."

"They were captured by the evil countess to become ghost maids. Now I have rescued them and placed them in Little Swan Castle."

"An'er, you will be promoted in the future, and you will be the head maid of Little Swan Castle in the future, responsible for managing these ghost maids."

"Don't look at them all floating without legs, but in fact, their hands and feet are very quick and diligent. They hardly need to rest or eat. They are absolutely obedient and absolutely loyal. You can relax from working in the future. fine."

An'er bit her lip, hesitated for a long time before nodding, said oh, and then whispered: "I... I actually eat very little."

Flynn was originally out of good intentions. It was really hard to see An Er taking care of the castle by himself, so he wanted An Er to command these ghost maids to work and enjoy the happiness.

As a result, in the next few days, Ann seemed to have a sense of crisis, and worked harder from morning to night, making Flynn dumbfounded.

In the end, Flynn was forced to use the master's tough tactics to get Ann to assign part of the work to the ghost maid, and that was the end of the matter, preventing Ann from being overworked.

After hearing that Flynn had snatched back more than 30 human girls from the north, Lena also hurried over from her church with great interest.

But after seeing that the so-called human girls were nothing more than a group of half-human, half-ghosts, Lena was immediately disappointed.

"Since the ghost maids are dead, there should be no need to believe in religion..."

Seeing the loss of the saint, Flynn also comforted: "Didn't I unplug the dangerous stronghold in the north step by step? It will be more convenient to snatch people from the north in the future."

"I'm afraid there will be too many residents at that time, and you, the saint, will not be too busy!"

During this period, the development work on the cotton fields beyond the Ghost Castle was not over.

The ghost castle has now been renamed Pamukkale by the players.

First of all, the old mercenary Mosen organized a player escort and led dozens of villagers to snatch the remaining cotton in the fields of Pamukkale.

Although many cotton fields were destroyed in the previous battles, there are still larger cottons waiting to be picked. If they are not picked, they will be wasted.

The Northwest Cut King was responsible for this mission. He brought more than a dozen players and 30 villagers to Pamukkale in a mule cart.

Several beasts appeared in the ruined Pamukkale fields, but seeing a large group of people coming, these beasts also chose to run away wisely.

The villagers immediately began to pick cotton, while Northwest Cut King was going to take a few people to patrol the surrounding area first, and then joined the work after making sure it was safe.

In fact, this is the first time that the Northwest Killing King took the indigenous villagers on a mission. He knew that unlike the players who died, the native NPCs in this game seemed unable to be resurrected after death.

Players die casually, villagers cannot die!
Therefore, the Northwest Cut King also feels that he has a great responsibility. If the villagers he protects have an accident, he will not only lose face but also feel guilty.

After surveying a small forest, the Northwest Cut King said to a villager: "This forest should be safe. Camp tonight. You can collect some firewood here."

Then the Northwest Cut King continued to lead the people forward: "Let's go! Let's go to that big rock and observe it. We should see far from there."

The villagers behind him took out the kettle, smiled and complimented: "Master Northwest Chop King, try it. This is the fruit wine given by my nephew who came to join me last week. It's a special product from him, and it tastes very good."

The Northwest Killing King originally didn't want to take the people by the needle, but the Northwest Killing King likes to drink in reality, and he hardly gets drunk in the game, so he can drink freely without any scruples.

So the Northwest Cut King said: "Hey, originally the brave men in our Tudou Village didn't take the masses one by one, but what you said made my throat a little smoky."

"Then I will thank you, fellow."

The villagers smiled honestly: "Hey, what's the matter, the villagers in Tudou Village can have such a life, it's all thanks to Mr. Flynn and Mr. Brave."

The Northwest Chop King has a drink, and the sweet wine is in his throat!
"Ha! Gulu Gulu! Ha!" The Northwest Cut King laughed heartily, "Haha, I didn't expect your wine to be quite strong! Although I drank in the game, it made me addicted to alcohol in real life."

"Brothers, wait a moment, I will retreat a little."

(End of this chapter)