Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 290 - 292: Your Domain... Is Quite Unique

Chapter 290: Chapter 292: Your Domain… Is Quite Unique

“Your territory… it’s really quite unique,” Hercules managed to say after holding back for a while.

Looking at the rich Abyssal Power, it’s fortunate that these reinforcements are all rank 7 and 8, otherwise survival itself would be questionable.

“It’s just a small price to pay, ‘Lord Era’ is a cruel game, if you want to survive, you either cheat or go crazy,” Qin Muye calmly observed as various Spirit Monsters tested the physical data of the three Giants.

Hecate also felt a bit of disgust for this, as Abyss Power was not exactly a good thing, after all.

“There seems to be a reflection beneath your territory?” Hecate spoke up.

“Hmm, forty-five levels of Abyss, I haven’t figured out how to develop it yet, for now I can only store it,” Qin Muye was not surprised that Hecate could see the Abyss beneath his Floating City.

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Speaking of which, Hecate was quite knowledgeable about the Evil Path, being involved in both Magic Witchcraft and magic.

In the world of fairy tales, Witchcraft and magic are mostly considered evil, and only a small specific group of beings or people can release proper Magic Witchcraft.

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“But the modernization of your territory is really good, even better than my palace,” Hecate said somewhat sentimentally.

Qin Muye said leisurely, “My territory is already an interstellar society, naturally it’s much better than your palace. When you go back, I’ll set it up for you, it’s not a big problem.”

Indeed, in the fairy tale Netherworld, Qin Muye did have a factory where the tortured souls in the Place of Suffering worked on assembly lines to produce various products, which were then sold far and wide to various Titan Divine Races or City Kingdoms, although most actually ended up in the hands of the Titan Divine Race; City Kingdoms received very little, unless there were connections.

The chief gods on Mount Olympus, leveraging their relationship with Qin Muye, completely transformed the original Ancient Greek style into a modern one. With the natural artistic sense of the Titan Divine Race, the decorations naturally matched their aesthetic taste.

“Didn’t expect you to have a trick up your sleeve, is there a difference?” Hecate asked curiously.

She had lived a long time and was sufficiently curious about novel things, mainly because these things could bring her pleasure.

“Yes, life has become much more convenient, and for many things, you just have to call out,” Qin Muye said.

He had not obtained strong artificial intelligence, but he did have materials on artificial intelligence. After studying and researching, creating an AI that wouldn’t make stupid mistakes was not too difficult, although the underlying data was a bit excessive.

“That’s it?”

“Of course, there’s more. You can try it out yourselves. For now, you can stay in the guest house. It’s not too late to get started after I finish crafting the equipment for Briareos and the others in the next few days,” Qin Muye replied.

Hercules seemed eager to try, finding it all quite novel.

Although his dwelling was partly modernized, it was not as completely modernized as that of Zeus, Apollo, and other chief gods. But even the luxury of electric lights and refrigerators was enough to make him very happy.

As for the rest, he had thought about it, but considering he wasn’t familiar with Hades, Qin Muye, and others, he didn’t go to them to ask.

The appliances in his home were gifts, to have more would require a trade-off.

But this time, by coming out to help, he would get a set for free, and at first glance, it seemed to be an expensive one.

“That’s really great, it saves me a lot of resources. The stuff from your factory isn’t cheap, even Hercules can’t afford it. His wife, the youth goddess Hebe, complained to me for a long time. She has seen the luxurious decoration inside the Hera Palace, the kind that’s extremely costly,” Hecate said with a teasing tone.

It seemed like a casual remark, but in reality, she was helping Qin Muye win over Hercules, hinting at the exorbitant cost of such modern décor.

“No problem, although it’s a bit expensive, it still can’t compare to the favor you all are doing for me. I’ll tighten my belt but make sure each of you gets a set,” Qin Muye said with a smile.

Hercules was also a bit embarrassed; he felt like an old fossil unable to keep up with the times.

But that was normal because these items were produced in limited quantities. Although there was a factory assembly line, Qin Muye couldn’t really mass-produce them. He was creating scarcity for marketing, targeting the high-end market—otherwise, the value would decrease if too many were available.

To say he was selling products was an understatement; it was more like selling services. After purchasing from his factory, customers received free home renovations and installations, even free perpetual after-sales service, and damage returns.

What Qin Muye was cultivating wasn’t business, but connections.

What good was it to treat transactions with 6th, 7th, and 8th-tier Divine beings as mere business when using them to build a network of relationships was more profitable?

Moreover, the work was done by souls who didn’t require wages or provisions, nor did they have holidays—the labor cost was zero.

As for the cost of materials, they were mined from fairytale stories and not Qin Muye’s resources, so he was only providing the technology and guidance. From the start, it was a business without any capital investment, so there was no possibility of loss.

And this Titan Divine Race kept saying how expensive things were, but in reality, they didn’t care about the price at all.

Even Qin Muye didn’t care about the price—he was giving discounts openly and in secret, or just giving things away due to familial ties.

He only worried about insufficient goodwill, afraid of unexpected issues, or else he could have invited all the chief gods from the Titan Divine Race such as Apollo and Athena over.

Of course, these chief gods had also been considering approaching Qin Muye in the past few days, especially Ares, the War God, who was quite interested and even offered to bring along his army and many offspring to help.

But Qin Muye turned him down, preferring to keep a respectful distance from gods of their level, as he still harbored apprehensions.

Ares was no saint. If Ares really did come over, perhaps the Demon Machine Emperor could have been dealt with without the help of Hecate or Hercules, and it could have even been possible to easily steamroll through the entire Warlock Dynasty server.

After all, Ares was the War God. In one-on-one combat, he was not as strong as Hercules with great strength, but there’s a difference between an army and individual valor.

However, in terms of personality, Qin Muye still leaned toward Hercules, who at least could be categorized as one of the good guys.

“I really can’t thank you enough, Dionysus. Hebe has always wanted a liquid crystal display screen that can stream an entire series of youth dramas. I wanted to buy one, but unfortunately, I don’t have enough resources,” Hercules said, sounding quite pleased.

“Hercules, I have to remind you that streaming is about the set-top box, not the display screen. I think, apart from the light, fridge, and water heater, you probably don’t know how to use any other appliances,” Hecate said, exasperated.

“Actually, I can use air conditioning. Once it’s on, it’s very cool. And with ice-cold spirits, even if Helios’s chariot pulled by fire horses flew over my head, I wouldn’t feel the heat,” Hercules confessed, a bit embarrassed.

Helios is the Sun God, not Apollo. Apollo is actually the God of the Arts.

“I think you should watch fewer gladiator fights and surf the internet more. I don’t want Hebe’s husband to be laughed at as a bumpkin when she goes out,” Hecate said, somewhat speechless. She thought that pleasures too had their levels, and Hercules’s way of enjoyment was already outdated.

“…”

Hercules wanted to say that he had once punched through a computer screen in his excitement, but he thought better of it and remained silent, as it wasn’t exactly a proud moment.

During this conversation between Hercules and Hecate, Qin Muye did not interject but was chatting with Cerberus, the three-headed dog of Hell. Its size was enormous, as big as a water buffalo, and each head had its own thoughts, so Qin Muye asked them whether they wanted dog food or meat.

This led to a disagreement among the three heads: one liked dog food, another preferred canned food, and one, more peculiarly, wanted to eat vegetarian to balance meat and veggies.

The special dog food and canned food that Qin Muye provided were not ordinary; they were made specifically for Cerberus’s taste and nervous system. Normal people might find it hard to stomach, but Cerberus devoured it eagerly.

As for work, if you can’t pay a salary, you should at least ensure good food, drinks, and entertainment. You can’t exploit them like the souls pulled from the Place of Suffering. Who knows when you might need their help again? So, it was best to establish a good relationship now to ensure future cooperation.