Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Although Snow Old Dog didn't know when Hill had taken down a Half-Succubus, but thinking of that face, and then the attributes of Succubus, it wasn't surprising at all.

So he needs to be careful.

The trouble is, although he had instructed the command group to slow down their demolition actions before rushing in, Snow Old Dog knew all too well that smashing everything flat is the true pleasure for those guys outside.

Perhaps someone is already watching his movements, ready to send him off once he finishes searching the palace!

Speaking of the Black Rose guys... who knows the architectural structure better than them?

They know exactly where to demolish to make a three-story palace collapse instantly.

'Snow Cloud Peak' was quickly turning the thought over in his mind, although this palace seemed to be a cozy little home only inhabited by the Queen and her lover, he absolutely refused to believe that the Succubus mistress would wholeheartedly settle down as a housewife.

He gathered too few things running up and down.

The well-traveled Snow Old Dog did another loop and began to search drawers and cabinets for hidden mechanisms in the bedroom.

With Succubus! It should be similar to some special professions where the bedroom serves as their residence and workplace.

'Snow Cloud Peak' was satisfied to find in the circular bed, draped with pink canopies, a small shell box of intricate design. Opening it with an outstretched arm, Snow Old Dog suddenly crouched down... a puff of red smoke spewed forth.

Snow Old Dog grinned, waving the magic wand lightly, a gust of wind whisked the smoke away out the window towards those jerks peeking in.

"Dodge quickly! Succubus potion!"

Seeing those guys scatter like ants, 'Snow Cloud Peak' dusted off his robe and stood up, his face froze... there was only an odd statue in the box.

Obviously, this was a tool the Succubus used for amusement, causing Snow Old Dog's face to twitch... even with his thick skin, he dared not put his hand on it.

He quietly turned and found a short whip from beside the bed... regardless whose backside it was meant for, it was cleaner than that toy.

With a grim face, Snow Old Dog looped the whip around the toy, slowly tugging at it, soon spinning the statue three times... a diamond-shaped carpet before the bed spun downwards, revealing a stone staircase.

'Snow Cloud Peak' hesitated for a moment, decided to leave the whip in the box, then found a long rope woven from Rose's spider silk, lashing the whip and statue together to a nearby pillar.

'Snow Cloud Peak' hesitated for a moment before sending notification to all command and clan leaders to come over, preparing to enter the underground vault... it's not that he didn't want to quietly make a fortune alone, but he had grown wary of Succubus.

If truly blinded once... because their world is overly advanced in technology, many toys are popular, abundant things won't be blocked... he absolutely couldn't suffer alone!

Hmm... the Interstellar Society seems populated, but keep in mind, previously it was a planet with billions, now it is a vast galaxy with billions.

Other nations also have significant populations, but they belong to other galactic systems.

And many stronger countries are striving to open new planets... populations are constantly insufficient.

Even though most work has been taken over by machines, those who can control the machines are still crucial.

They have shorter working hours but carry out substantial work.

The demand for population has made things that don't involve law become commonplace, once of age, what one sees is much more exciting than in games.

Thus, many parents are willing to bring children to play William's game, especially in Teraxil's novice world... a child's physiology textbook holds more than what Teraxil reveals.

Most games mainly focus on bloodshed filters... grades aren't really a thing, once over the warning line, the entire company goes mining on the Mine Star!

Snow Old Dog sighed, though he didn't mind seeing those toys, he did mind that the toys were used.

Hoping William would act human, he completely ruled out.

Snow Old Dog truly understands the difficulty in earning money, like eating feces, but after struggling for so long, it is to have a chance to earn money while standing!

So this bit of money, despite a pinch in the heart, Old Dog decides to give a little... it's not like he's stopping earning.

Although Snow Old Dog himself isn't interested in these matters, others aren't the same... the Succubus' secret underground chamber, merely imagining it is enough for many to auto-create films in their mind!

So within 10 minutes, everyone meant to come was there, and the sound of house demolition outside became distant... these folks finally decided to abandon the thought of burying the command alive, starting demolition from the top floor.

Hill sat inside the floating castle, initially glancing curiously at the images circling that little palace.

Though the materials were somewhat valuable, the palace itself lacked innovation... it was clearly the standard Royal Family style of Ferun Great Land's eastern part, reminiscent of a Greek-style palace with many columns and large windows... a cut-rate version.

However, to his surprise, the Undead Tribe had started a live broadcast of the Succubus Queen's basement scenery.

It was a basement very fitting of the succubus flair—though devoid of living beings, it was filled with the whimsical ideas of the Succubus Queen... perhaps her lovers couldn't satisfy some of her needs, yet she wanted to remain loyal?

The Undead Tribe, obviously excited, had begun discussing the uses of those toys amongst themselves.

Hill moved his hand and closed that giant screen, leaving only the one capturing the mountains.

Faced with this sudden attack, he truly had nothing to say, but Hill was a bit concerned his castle might blow up... whether Shaer or Celene, despite birthing many deities, they were still pure maidens.

The titles Maiden of the Moon and Lady of the Night weren't given in vain.

Shaer's shadow vanished completely.

Meanwhile, Celene, worthy of once owning a tavern, stubbornly stayed at the Moonlight Pool.

Hill, having turned off the giant screen, did not know that not everything could appear on screen, and even onsite, some excessive things were directly mosaicked... Although William didn't block breeding-related content based on that world's legal standards, anything beyond his comprehension could be closed according to the Undead World rule; he practically shut them all.

Thus, many people still wanted to play in William's game even if there were many rules and fuss... interpersonal relationships were simpler, and there wouldn't be wild parties; those who only wished to play games found satisfaction.

"Snow Cloud Peak" planned to retire in this game; otherwise, he wouldn't be so diligent... Normally, some battles that could be crushed with brute force were delegated to clan leaders following him.

Anyway, he was still part of the Command Group, and the pay wasn't bad.

But here, no; William's money was likely spent on NPC's intelligence programs... even an easy-to-kill civilian had its own little calculations.

And the higher the level of existence, the higher the intelligence level.

Players are never the strongest force in the game... All Gods and those Archmages had ways to wipe them out.

Every battle had unexpected events, and Snow Old Dog dared not become a mere armchair general; furthermore, he didn't want the relationships he'd built with certain NPCs to be replaced by others.

Striving for a perfect retirement life, Snow Old Dog was indeed very diligent... but today, he suddenly felt it might be wise to delegate some power at times.

Even Hill, who planned to build good relations, temporarily gave up once or twice; it was no big deal.

Thankfully, amid those strange tools, Snow Old Dog finally spotted a filing cabinet... With the succubus's personality, thinking to stash these materials in the basement was already commendable, so Old Dog easily completed the task.

With his resilient will, he surveyed once more, convinced there were no written things left behind in the palace, and left cheerfully.

As for those trying to take certain intriguing toys... they were directly hit with a divine warning.

Clan leaders of the Undead Tribe regrettably withdrew from the basement.

Upon exiting, seeing Snow Old Dog dashing off in the distance prompted them to realize their heartfelt desire to send him off had become outdated due to excessive curiosity.

Everyone could only console themselves with a broadened perspective... Having one success out of ten attempts to scheme Old Dog was remarkable.

"Snow Cloud Peak" circled the mountain once, released a small mushroom house in a clearing devoid of buildings, trees, or even a nearby cave, and dove inside, finding several Command Group members skilled in deciphering meanings between the lines and patient, to begin book-by-book analysis.

He knew very well that presenting the final result to William and Hill would certainly yield a generous reward... way more profitable than dismantling walls!

Other clan leaders and commanders occasionally came in for a look, lending a hand, but for most, researching documents while gaming was pure nightmare.

In the end, it was them who secured the lion's share of this task's reward.

Snow Old Dog, clutching a thick dossier, smiled with satisfaction... The Succubus Queen herself had no problems, but her brave knight lover was from Mark City, a subordinate of Istanvan, the Planar Trade Association President.

No wonder the Succubus Queen remained so loyal to her lover—she couldn't afford to provoke the Mark City big shots.

This warrior had been to Ferun Great Land for a long time, judging from his communications with colleagues who likewise arrived in Toril and are now on other continents, they were searching for a mysterious gemstone imprisoning Ancient Mage Sandra's soul.