Although the blood in the container was no longer very fresh, and some of it had even congealed, it was still a delicacy compared to the blood from a hundred years ago that filled the bodies of the Blood Corpse.
At this moment, [ Clear Soup Master ] could almost feel the Marquis's throat bobbing; the old fellow, who hadn't eaten for seventy or eighty years, was clearly about to lose his temper...
"My servant, you have done well."
The approving voice reached the mind of the Soul Returner, and the Marquis seemed somewhat unable to believe what he was seeing.
"How much blood is there in total?"
[ Clear Soup Master ] said unhurriedly:
"My lord, through our actual experiments, we have found that each human being can fill five such containers with their blood without any waste."
"And there are a full ten thousand of these containers here!"
[ Clear Soup Master ] spoke with confidence and pride, as if he had really led his Blood Corpse to kill two thousand living humans.
"Good job! But why didn't you revive me immediately after obtaining the blood?"
Of course, it's because I was dawdling.
He gave a disdainful snort in his mind, and [ Clear Soup Master ] said humbly:
"My lord, while you are still unconscious, I dare not act on my own, for fear that improper use of your blood may be detrimental to you."
"Hahahaha, you're quite observant, but there's no such saying."
Oliver seemed to be in a very good mood, and he patiently answered the questions, which was unusual for him:
"Whether I am awake or asleep, you can offer me your blood to help me revive. However, there is one thing: once the revival process begins, it cannot be stopped, so you must consume all your blood at once."
"Yes, sir, I understand."
Oliver's excited voice came through:
"Good, get ready. I plan to revive you immediately."
The Marquis's command echoed in the ears of the Soul Returner like a thunderclap. He had been sealed long enough, and seeing that the amount of blood was sufficient to revive him, he could no longer wait.
However, [ Clear Soup Master ] could not revive the Marquis at this moment, because his plan needed to be coordinated with the plan of his mentor, Ed.
The attack from the Hive had not yet begun, and the Marquis still had the leisure to savor the bloodshed.
If the "artificial blood" plan is exposed, a marquis with Middle Tier strength should still have enough backup plans waiting for them. Although the backup plans may not be effective, the initial plan may not be able to achieve its full effect.
In order to achieve a resounding victory, [ Clear Soup Master ] gritted his teeth and decided to try to persuade the marquis.
Upon hearing this new order, a look of difficulty appeared on [ Clear Soup Master's ] face:
"My lord, this..."
What? You have another opinion?
The Soul Returner immediately bowed down:
"My lord, may I ask if I may inquire: will the more human blood you have, the smoother your revival will be?"
"So what if it is?"
Oliver's arrogant voice rang out; the high and mighty marquis did not like his subordinates disrupting his existing plans, even if his plans were actually a mess.
"After we captured that human settlement, we discovered letters they had sent pleading for help to other settlements, who were unaware that our stronghold had already been breached."
"So what?"
"If you are willing to wait patiently for a while, reinforcements from those settlements will arrive. We will set up an ambush in advance, and more human blood will be transported over then."
The marquis in his mind fell into deep thought; he too felt extremely hesitant and conflicted.
It's certainly a good thing to be resurrected now, but it wouldn't be bad to be fully prepared beforehand.
Although I need to wait a while longer, I've already endured decades of sealing, so I might as well minimize the aftereffects of the seal...
After a brief moment of thought, the Marquis of Oliver made his decision:
"What you say makes some sense. In that case, let's do it this way. If we can bring back more blood... well, I'm tired of talking about rewards. In short, you won't be treated unfairly."
"Thank you, sir."
[ Clear Soup Master ] bowed again, feeling that his plan had taken its most important step, but that wasn't enough; he needed to further weaken Oliver's already weakened consciousness:
"My lord, there is one more thing."
"Speak quickly."
"To ensure nothing goes wrong, I request that you summon the roaming Blood Corpse from the vicinity once more. Rest assured, with this wave of cannon fodder, we will offer you all the human blood we have!"
Oliver remained silent for a while, but once again his gambler's mentality triumphed over his already Fragility rationality.
He had already sacrificed a great deal to be resurrected in better condition. If the entire resurrection plan failed because he couldn't meet this last request from his four subordinates, wouldn't he become the biggest loser?
If humanity wins that battle, his four intelligent Blood Corpse will surely be reduced to ashes, and he will be powerless to seek revenge.
But if the Summoning Spell is cast again, the already Fragility consciousness will...
Forget it, never mind!
Oliver gritted his teeth and said in [ Clear Soup Master's ] mind:
"Okay, once you're ready, there's no need to wait for me to wake up. Begin the resuscitation process immediately."
"Yes, sir."
Soon, the familiar Psionic Energy fluctuations returned, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the Soul Returner's lips.
He knew that Oliver had completely fallen into his trap.
As expected, Oliver, who had released the summoning spell, quickly fell into a deep sleep, and the Blood Corpse he had summoned naturally did not join the cannon fodder ranks.
The other players who were cooperating with the four-person team had already divided up their respective areas of responsibility. Once the Blood Corpse was gathered, it would quickly become an experience pack for all the players.
Meanwhile, in White Wax Town, the last batch of "red liquid" has been loaded onto trucks and will soon arrive at the sealing site.
The plan is progressing steadily, and all the actors except the queen bee are in place.
Under the influence of pheromones and nourished by abundant honey, the growth rate of this batch of Bee Person larvae was much faster than that of normal Worker Bee.
Several days passed, and these worm-like monsters, more like humans than insects, had grown from their initial larvae into fully grown adults.
On this morning, thousands of newly conceived Soldier Bee finally tore through the last membrane covering their bodies and became true adult Bee Person.
The queen bee's Supreme will was quickly transmitted, and countless Soldier Bee flew out of the Hive in the very center of the Sea of Flowers like a black cloud.
Their destination is only one place: the lair of the white-skinned enemy, that nameless cliff!
The Supreme queen bee has given the order: kill all the enemies there, and keep the Sea of Flowers under the Hive's control forever!