"Chance?"
Hall keenly sensed the trap Ed had set for him in his words, but at this moment he could only accept it willingly.
This is what happens when you're under someone else's roof; the guy in front of you looks like a teenager, but he's actually an old man who's lived for who knows how long.
Could this existence be a trap for oneself?
The answer is yes.
The problem is that Hall actually hates working on the assembly line 24/7 more than the traps that could kill him.
I'd rather be dead!
After joining the High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant, Hall observed that many people were working twelve-hour days.
He learned from some regulators that those who had to work long hours Stained Ones, and that they had caused irreparable damage to the sacred Tree Worship Church Theocracy, so they had to be reformed through labor.
Hall was extremely shocked by this.
Even when he led the vampire army, he rarely made the vampires do such long hours of work every day outside of combat.
Although this was partly due to his own lack of knowledge about what he was asking his men to do, Hall just found it absurd.
But this is just the beginning:
Even with his poor physical condition, Hall had barely managed to reach the threshold of the High Tier.
Ed noticed this as well, and in order to make the best use of the equipment, he assigned Hall a special role: to release Psionic Energy shocks every now and then to activate the Machine Spirit of the machines assembled by the players themselves.
For a High Tier, how much energy would it consume to unleash a few Psionic Energy shocks?
Ed thought the same way, so he directly adjusted Hall's working hours to twenty-five hours a day.
Yes, twenty-five hours.
Clearly, according to Ed's method of calculating working hours, Hall would owe the factory an hour of working time for every full day he worked at the High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant.
Hall's back hours have now accumulated to dozens of hours. When the end-of-month work data summary was presented to the Hall, the Grand Duke couldn't even tell who the vampire was.
So now that an opportunity to gain freedom is presented to him, Hall has no choice but to seize it.
Even if that's hell, it's definitely a hell on a lower level than the one we're in now.
He composed himself and asked the boy in front of him earnestly:
How can I get this opportunity?
Three things.
Ed held up one finger:
"First, you need to make a big fuss when you escape, creating some chaos in the city."
Hall looked completely bewildered, but Ed raised a second finger:
"Second, after you escape, you must run towards the Eternal Domain, or at least appear to be running towards the Eternal Domain."
Before Hall could ask a question, Ed held up his third finger:
"Third, I want you to devour Rosalind."
Hall's lips twitched, and he sighed, saying seriously:
"The first two points are not a problem, but the third point..."
"Do your best."
"I see."
Hall sighed softly:
"Go ahead and use me; at least I still have the right to be used..."
"Okay, you can refine the plan yourself."
Ed gave the order in a commanding tone, then asked:
"Any other questions?"
"I just don't understand why you would target your own city..."
"I didn't target my own city; it's you who targeted the cities of the Theocracy."
Ed said with a smile:
"Besides, with your current strength, how much chaos do you think you can cause right under my nose?"
"..."
Hall remained silent. He already knew the power of the Root Network. For a plant-based powerhouse like Ed, his combat strength might be relatively average in unfamiliar land, but in territory covered by his own root system, the best way he could think of to deal with it was to run away and not fight.
Seeing that Hall had no further questions, Ed nodded, then his body, along with the chair beneath him, melted away, once again becoming part of the Root Network that permeated the rock crevices.
"This is really..."
Facing the empty workspace, Hall murmured softly, his voice filled with grief and sorrow:
"What a humiliation."
Under the planning of Grand Duke Hall, a world-class Master of real-time communication, all forces in the world except the Empire became aware that a great war was about to break out in the central part of the Demon Realm.
However, as a thinking communicator, Hall would naturally do his best to guide the situation in a direction favorable to himself.
The method of guidance is to tell the truth, but only part of the truth:
He only promised the skeletal councilor that he would find Rosalind's vampire army.
He only promised Rosalind that he would help find the army of skeletons.
He only revealed Rosalind's whereabouts to the Eternal Twin Kings, while concealing the presence of the Skeleton Army.
He also only revealed Rosalind's whereabouts to the Graycast Corridor, concealing the Skeleton Alliance and the forces of the Eternal Domain.
As for Ed, he informed Rosalind and the Bone Councilor, but kept it a secret from the Eternal Domain.
By selectively revealing information, Hall has drawn in every possible force into this chaotic battle.
He was the Grand Duke who sowed and Harvest, and only such a battle could bring him the greatest benefit.
Now that all means have been exhausted, the final outcome is left to fate.
Meanwhile, Ed was also deep in thought.
Just as he finished listening to the Hall's intelligence report, the Great Labyrinth City Machine Spirit sent another intelligence report through the Root Network.
The situation was pretty much as Ed had predicted, and he could also guess most of the Hall's plan.
Ed, in particular, knew that Hall had four clones, so he could naturally deduce that at least four forces that received the information might be involved.
However, although Hall didn't say it explicitly, he didn't mind if someone guessed the truth.
In the Hall's eyes, everyone wanted to participate in this battle, yet none of them felt they would become a sacrifice.
Ed understood this idea, but there was another problem: Samuer.
This creature, lurking in the shadows and feeding on death, has been in hiding for some time.
If Ed could spread his Root Network all over the world, then of course he could be found.
The problem is that, with his High Tier strength, he can currently only control the root system of a third of the continent at most.
Samuer was clearly hiding in the remaining area.
Although no one had specifically notified Samuer about the impending brawl, Ed was certain the other side would come.
Without disrupting the battle, Ed needs to find a way to minimize Samuer's Drain to High Tier death.
So objectively speaking, he was also a troublemaker in this battle, even more so Hall.