Between two rows of giant bookcases 10 meters apart, a figure landed in front of Lott.

It was a girl in a black purple robe, a slightly curved pointed magic hat and a common broom. She looked like a normal witch.

The little witch, with her flaxen braids, tender and round white face, is less than 1.60 meters tall. In addition to the magic robe, which is bigger than the size, she looks like a local girl who is not good at taking care of herself. If you give her a pair of round frame glasses, it will be even more like that.

"Maybe I should really give her a pair of glasses." Lott looked at her and thought.

"It's impolite, my Lord!"

The little witch held the broom in her hands and laid it in front of her. Then she bowed heavily towards Lott.

Lott looked at her in a flustered manner and repeatedly waved her hand to say that it was OK - this is the second time they met. When the new Lord took office, all the new decision-makers would gather together. After everyone received the message from the previous one, they began to take over the relevant business in their own fields.

They don't have any memory of the past, but all kinds of magical skills will be inherited from the previous one.

At the same time, there is such a message in their subconscious: serve the Lord, be absolutely loyal and never betray.

This is the decision-making level replacement mechanism of the underground city, which was made by the early lords themselves.

When the decision-making level is replaced, the last one will go back to their hometown and continue to live their own life - the memory of the underground city will be erased, but many powerful skills will be copied and retained, which can be regarded as their reward.

"Emily, I need some books about plants. Do you have any?" Lott looked at her and asked straight in.

Since pharmacists say that they need a lot of literature for research, it should be OK to copy some herbal literature from their own library.

After listening to the books about herbs that the Lord needed, Emily said she needed to go to the front desk and look through the contents and locations of the books.

"Lead the way."

After walking through the huge bookshelves like a forest, she lost her way several times. Finally, she found the place where she had arranged the literature by relying on the magic beacon.

"This is where you work."

Lott swept around, and the bookshelves disappeared. Instead, they were filled with mountains of parchment literature, which was disturbing.

Finally, it's better to come to a clean desk - this is the front desk.

"Just a moment, please. I need some time."

Emily came to the back of her desk and began to rummage through the piles of papers - it was hard for her to manage such a large place alone.

"Look there, my Lord." Maria asked softly, pointing to the red wall in front of her? A group photo of the past dynasties

Lott nodded gently.

On the front wall, there are three huge portraits with gold frame.

They are the first generation to the third generation. According to the ruling time, the first generation is the longest, with hundreds of years. Then the second generation is less than 100 years, and the third generation is only a few decades. The main reason is that the latter two generations are monsters, and they are not good at running underground cities, so they gave up early.

The first generation is a mixture of human beings and demons, so they are quite clear about the management and operation of the city. Lott's generation is even more powerful. They have master's degrees in modern psychology and economics, and have internship experience in large companies, and have achieved quite proud results in a very short time, Only in this way can we bring back the bankrupt underground city within a few days and successfully deliver it to the "highway" of development.

Knowledge is power, and flexible use of knowledge is a real giant.

"These are the former generations?" Maria looked at the picture and whispered to herself.

In the portraits of successive lords, the one on the throne is the Lord. On the left is a knight in armor. On the right is a housekeeper in a tuxedo. In front of the knight is a diplomat. In front of the housekeeper is a witch. In front of the witch stands a masked spy intelligence officer in a tight vest. In front of the diplomat is a dwarf with a hammer, Master of weapons.

These are all the decision-makers.

Every generation of decision-making teams are different:

The first generation of Lords was a middle-aged man in gold armor and a red cloak who was sitting on the king's chair.

The knight of the throne standing on his left is a heroic adult woman, and the Housekeeper on his right is a girl with two silver braids.The diplomat in front of the knight is the same as he is now, black hat, one-sided lens, tuxedo, left hand walking stick, fat man with split mouth and smile. The only difference is that he has two big beards at the corner of his mouth.

The witch in front of the housekeeper looks like a graceful and elegant lady.

The dwarf is very strong, and the spy is dressed like a ninja.

The second generation of lords were skeletons in black bachelor's clothes.

The Knights of Thrones next to it are wrapped in black armor and look like large death knights.

The Housekeeper on the other side is a charming young woman with silver wavy hair.

Diplomats are the same as before, but their walking stick is replaced by their right hand and their beard is gone.

The witch became a bent old witch.

The dwarfs look a little thin.

The spy's eyes are yellow.

The third generation of lords were the shadow demons who were dressed in purple robes and could not see anything inside.

A knight on the throne is like a big Hellboy.

The housekeeper is a little Laurie with silver white hair and braids hanging on her chest. She has a bright and innocent face. Her tuxedo looks like something.

The diplomat's walking stick has been replaced by his left hand again. There is no big beard, and there is no single lens. Everything else remains the same.

The witch looks like a kind old woman.

The dwarves are a little fat.

The spy's ears are the long ears of the elves.

The fourth generation is blank.

This is the family portrait of the first three generations of Lords, knights, housekeepers, witches, diplomats, intelligence officers and weapons masters. The Lords of each generation are different from their subordinates, except for the silver white hair of housekeepers and diplomats who seem to have no change.

"My Lord, where are the Knights of our generation?" Maria turned her head and asked, her heritage is only housekeeping and etiquette, other things do not know.

Lott closed his eyes and scanned the whole city with his consciousness. At last, he opened his eyes and said, "except for Dilia, there's nothing else... And so on."

Lott closed his eyes again and began to search for information about the Lord's subordinates in the sea of knowledge. Finally, he found that the housekeeper and the diplomat were brought by the city, The Witch and the other two were randomly selected from the adventurers, while the knight needed to be recruited by the Lord himself. The second and third generation lords were too lazy to recruit, so they made their own.

At the same time, Lott discovered the reason why it was called the white dragon dungeon.

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