If we leave this bunch of big-nosed mole people to their own devices, the load-bearing walls of the third layer of the labyrinth will sooner or later be gnawed away and demolished.

The maze beneath Thunder City may be vast, but it can't withstand such abuse, so they need to be dealt with.

With Luo Yan's order, Zhuangzhuang was swiftly promoted to be the chieftain, and the original Iron Teeth Tribe was upgraded to "Iron Teeth City".

Now that it is a city, it must look like one.

Luo Yan set down three rules with the local mole people.

The first was to let bygones be bygones regarding the parts they had torn off from the labyrinth. He didn't expect these fellows to put them back, but from now on, they were not to continue their indiscriminate digging in his labyrinth.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind de-urbanizing Iron Teeth City.

Zhuangzhuang and a bunch of the little guys didn't know what de-urbanization meant, but seeing Lord Demon King's fierce and ferocious look, who would dare to say no? They all nodded with deadly oaths and agreed.

The second rule forbade defecation and urination anywhere they pleased within his Iron Teeth City.

The shacks and the feces piled up in the shacks had to be cleaned up, and the areas for cultivating mushrooms and aphids had to be separated from the living areas.

Although the group didn't seem to fear plagues, plagues weren't the only thing to fear in this world.

Certain actions... especially collective actions, have a probability of unwittingly initiating rituals, such as pleasing the god of plagues, thus inviting even more terrifying things.

Luo Yan certainly didn't want a "Jiaqi" popping up in his territory all of a sudden.

Unexpectedly for Luo Yan, the mole people didn't resist his first demand, but they all looked troubled when they heard the second one.

Under the pressure from behind, Zhuangzhuang, trembling with fear, spoke on behalf of his tribe.

"But, but, my lord... it's manageable to separate the breeding areas from the living areas, but those feces... where do we dump them once cleaned up?"

They certainly couldn't transport it out of the labyrinth.

Luo Yan looked at him with disdain and said.

"Isn't that easy? Just find a place to concentrate it. And the graveyard as well, aren't you afraid that your dead fellows will stand up again?"

Not just humans, but nearly all living creatures with complete intellect have a chance to rise again as undead after rotting.

A few mole people looked at each other with clearly troubled expressions, as if they were hiding something difficult to speak of.

Seeing this group that couldn't even take care of themselves, Luo Yan eventually gave up on making undue demands, sighed, and said.

"I'll send experts from the Shou Palace clan to help you all."

Although they didn't know what the Shou Palace clan was, hearing that someone was coming to help, all the mole people's faces lit up with joy.

"Thank you, Lord Demon King!"

Luo Yan didn't entertain their flattery but continued with a stern face.

"The third demand, from now on you are forbidden from producing that junk stuff, like the one at the entrance… and those things that only know how to explode."

Upon hearing the Demon King's third demand, all the mole people's faces showed an expression as though their lives were at stake, and they panickedly looked at one another.

This time, without anyone's encouragement, Zhuangzhuang couldn't keep still and timidly said.

"But, but, my lord... We can't fight; we can only protect ourselves with these little gadgets."

No sooner had Zhuangzhuang finished than Gabeng and Guangguang, who had been staring at him menacingly before, backed him up.

"The monsters in the maze are too terrifying!"

"Lord! We need the big ones to protect our homes!"

Though their claws were robust and nimble, they were not sharp enough to win against mole people of the same weight on the battlefield.

Or rather, they didn't have to fight at all.

Without their mechanisms and robots, they had no other choice but to surrender.

Besides, building huge machines was the lifelong pursuit of their inherently small selves.

They didn't worship the Mechanical God, and they didn't know much about that deity, but they couldn't control their urge to use those inscriptions stolen from the dwarfs.

"So, that thing protected you all, did it?" Luo Yan chuckled and looked at the few moles that dared to talk back.

Upon hearing this, the moles instantly blushed, humiliated, and lowered their heads.

Luo Yan lifted his chin slightly and continued.

"What I mean is you are not to produce those industrial wastes anymore; I didn't say you can't produce something truly useful! I will have my experts instruct you on what real robots are."

After hearing Lord Demon King's words, all the mole people on the scene were dumbfounded, mouths wide open, revealing their wrench-like front teeth.

Teach them?

Real robots?

Undead Mage???

"I must have heard wrong... Lord Demon King is going to teach us what robots are," Guangguang said tentatively, looking at Gabeng beside him, his face wearing an expression as if he had seen undead.

Gabeng's mouth was agape too, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence in a low voice.

"This is... such desecration."

Mechanical magic was taboo everywhere.

Wasn't it the same in hell?

Luo Yan didn't waste time explaining the difference between hell and the Great Graveyard to them because that was entirely irrelevant to them.

He had already conquered their bodies.

After they witnessed the advanced "Netherworld Language" technology of the Great Graveyard, their souls too, he surmised, would quickly fall.

This was almost certain.

Although it was a little different from the sequence he had envisioned, the outcome, at the end of the day, wasn't much different.

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