Outside Nether City, the originally chaotic wasteland had already been tidied up by hundreds of thousands of laboring undead.
The useless dead soil had been cleared away completely, revealing endless gray bones buried beneath.
Canals drew Nether River water from its tributaries, irrigating the bone fields reclaimed by the laboring undead.
Some bone fields had Spirit Soul Fruit trees transplanted into them, while others grew Decaying Life Flowers and various other special materials from the netherworld.
The skeleton undead felled Spirit-Sinking Wood and mined Necro Stone, the goblin undead tended the bone fields, and the ghost undead dredged low-level undead creatures from the Nether River while sifting Dead Soul Sand deposited on the riverbed.
Even the Walking Corpse Undead, whose movements were stiff but whose strength was astonishing, were helping transport the resources produced.
If this had been the Chaotic Continent, and those undead creatures had been replaced with living beings, it would have been a scene of peace and prosperity.
But in the netherworld, where no one knew what production was, this sight seemed bizarre and deeply incongruous.
After seeing this scene, the six Gold Councilors who had just entered the netherworld could not help twitching several times.
It seemed that no matter where they went, the farming talent engraved deep within a race's soul always had room to shine...
"Lord Huanyu is truly omnipotent!
"He had only just conquered Abyss Layer 233, yet before long, he had invaded the netherworld and built up such a great enterprise...
"Compared with that, the gifts we prepared so carefully must seem utterly ordinary to Lord Huanyu."
Lord Jiashide stood by the window of the bone fortress and glanced at the scene outside, sighing with heartfelt emotion.
While they were digesting the gains from Abyss Layer 233, Huang Yu had already entered