"I invited the owner of Horsens to come this time, just to discuss and see if the owner of Horsens has a good way to help us repair the stone wall!" I put down the wooden plate in my hand, put the silver knife aside, and took another sip of water before saying: "In a few days, Az and I are going to return to Gurudin, it seems that those swamp zombies have withdrawn to the Death Swamp, and in the past few days, the hunting team we sent out has gained very little." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can only be hunted in the margins of the Death Swamp. It is estimated that the remaining swamp zombies will not come out easily. ”

Horsens didn't expect us to be in such a hurry to return to Gurudin, and now that the situation of drowning has not stabilized, Kutz and I are a little hasty, and he groaned for a while before saying, "Oh?

"Well, buy food!" I said, staring into Horsens' eyes as he looked at me curiously. The shrewd miner, who was settling around trying to figure out what I was trying to say, probably didn't understand why there was an inexhaustible supply of sweet potatoes in the swamp. When the tide of corpses has completely receded, there will be yellow sheep and one-horned bison in the wasteland in the future, and we can hunt rich meat from these large beasts, why do we need to buy food!

I pointed to the village and said, "The walls of the whole village were made of logs, and the swamp zombies pushed them to these wooden walls, and even if we rebuild them, they will still be able to tear them down one day, and then it will be the people of the Raitu tribe who will be harmed." ”

"Az and I had the idea of seeing if there were any tribes with large populations around us and asking them for some help, of course, and of course the help would be mutual, and we would be willing to give some food and hire some strong laborers. Helping us carry the stones, the Horsens farmer was more familiar with the area than we were, and Az's idea was to borrow some gray dwarf slaves from the surrounding miners, who were natural craftsmen and might be very good at building walls! Sweet potatoes, black flour, and jerky are fine. ”

It was only then that Horsens realized that we were not talking on paper, but wanted to mobilize the forces of the surrounding orc tribes and mines to build this village of the Laitu tribe. Moreover, this time it is in the nature of remuneration, and in this year of great famine, this kind of cash-for-work practice is also very feasible. Horsens carefully considered whether to help these two teenagers, and he was very hesitant at the moment.

The Laitu tribe has lived in drowning for decades. It is one of the earliest tribes to move from the western wilderness to the edge of the swamp, but in the last ten years, the old people of the tribe have died one after another, and the pillars of those tribes have fallen one by one, and the Laitu tribe has gone from glory to decay. But it has to be said that the Laytu tribe occupies the best place to drown, and the terrain is high and not affected by flooding. And it is also considered to be in a mountain col, and in winter, the northern slope of the earth mountain can block the extremely cold north wind. Most importantly, it's the best land in the whole of Drowned.

The chiefs of the surrounding beast tribes all knew that drowning Bo had a natural geographical advantage. A few months ago, Horsens had heard that the Raytu tribe had moved away, and he had heard that his men had probably gone to the wasteland to earn a living, and he thought that he would not come back again, and that the people of these tribes would die of illness in the wasteland. But no one thought of it. Just as spring was coming to an end, the Raytu tribe returned.

Horsens was very disappointed in his heart, this col that was about to be in his hands was like fat meat that was about to be eaten in his mouth, and it was inexplicably snatched away. But what if you don't help. These two teenagers have exceeded Horsens' expectations again and again, it seems that the adventure group invited by the two of them is very powerful, and they have scared the drowning zombies back, just in the first battle, they made the swamp zombies suffer a big loss.

When Horsens was hesitating in his heart, he heard me say again: "This time we also want to go to the wasteland, and I have heard that many tribes wander in the wasteland, if they can bring them back, they will be willing to join our tribe, and if they do not want to join, as long as they come to work with us, they will not continue to starve." Take a pound of mixed flour for three meals a day, and I guess someone will want to come!"

It's not just someone who is willing to come, but if the old guys around hear about such a good thing, it would be strange if they didn't break their heads!!) Horsens thought to himself.

"This drowning moor is in the southeastern corner of the western wilderness of the Pai Plateau, surrounded by the Death Swamp, the Cursed Desert, and the branches of the Yelian Mountains, from which it is cheap to go deep into the wilderness. There are a number of mines in the Yelian Mountain branch, three of which are iron ore mining grounds alone, and a few copper and silver mines, and it is estimated that their situation will not be much better than mine! I might as well go around and ask them if they would like to let those gray dwarf miners come out and exchange some food! But I haven't figured out one thing, there are a lot of sweet potatoes growing in the swamp where the drowned berth, why do you want to go near and far, isn't it better to use potatoes instead of food?"

I poked my finger lightly at the door of my head, and said, "It's late spring and early summer, and I think there should be a lot of orcs who have brought back a lot of meat from the depths of the wasteland, and now, we have returned to the drowning berth and chased away those swamp zombies, there are a lot of sweet potatoes in the swamp here, but this kind of thing grows in the mud of the swamp, we don't want the female warriors of the tribe to dig into the mud all day to dig potatoes, they have to continue to enter the death swamp and hunt down those swamp zombies." ”

Horsens was even more confused, the wrinkles on his forehead looked like they were about to come together, and he asked, "Jia, you mean that the Laitu tribe doesn't have enough people to dig potatoes by hand, so they need to go to Guruddin to buy food?"

Kuz was beside Horsens, gesturing a rough outline at him, and continued: "The sweet potatoes must continue to be dug up, and the grain must be bought, those sweet potatoes taste a little jerky, and eating them for a few days in a row will make the orcs' stomachs sour and swollen, compared to the black bread made of black flour, which is much more delicious and hungry." We're going to buy food, because we're going to find many, many people to build this high wall for us, and we're going to build it all the way from there, oh! By the way, we're going to build a gate that's bigger than the council chamber of Gurudin, and the gate hole is going to be very long, Jia. How about you say that our city gate cave is 30 meters long?"

Kutz drew with his hand like this, and Horsens could roughly understand how big the ambition of the two boys in front of him was, where is this a simple wall to resist swamp zombies, this is clearly to enclose the entire mountain col here, this is to build a city! Horsens only then remembered why I had asked him where to get enough stone just now, because the stone needed was really not ordinary.

"I don't have to do that!" I bent down, pulled out my wolf's tooth dagger, and drew a pattern of an urn city on the ground, and said, "As long as it is repaired like this, the city gate does not have to be so thick, and even if those swamp zombies really break through the city gate, they will not be able to enter the city......

I continued, "Speaking of which, we're going to buy food. After many considerations, I think it is more convenient to buy some food. Because at this time, the grain merchants of the Grimm Empire should have arrived in Guruding one after another, and they will definitely take the opportunity to transport a large amount of coarse grain in such a cataclysmic year, at this time, I am afraid that they have all been hoarded in Guruding Town, I think at this time, some tribes have solved the food crisis because the tribal warriors brought back a large amount of meat. Some tribes continue to go hungry, and those who have solved the food crisis can afford to buy food. Because they can exchange dried meat, leather, herbs, etc., for food, but they already have meat, and they don't need that food so much. The starving tribes have nothing, so the tribes that should not be able to afford food still cannot afford it. ”

Hearing this, Horsens was silent for a moment.

I continued: "The grain will be stuck in Gurudin, and even a large amount of it will be accumulated in the warehouse. These coarse grains are definitely not too expensive, these grains have not been transported to us, in fact, the real reason is because there is still a corpse tide in the surrounding area, and our tribe is killing all the way from the windmill hills. This time, we brought food back to completely solve the problem of the corpses drowning in the area around the edge of the swamp. ”

Pointing to the entire village of the Laitu tribe, I said, "Only by driving a nail firmly into the drowning berth can we seal the exit of the death swamp and completely solve the corpse problem near the drowning berth." So Azzy and I were going to build a strong wall and drive these swamp zombies back into the swamp. ”

Horsens introduced the surrounding mines, counted the population they each owned, their approximate location, and even the temperament of the owner of the mine, and the content was very detailed.

"Around the Beigou Valley Quarry, there are a large number of poor iron ore abandoned on the roadside, and those poor iron ore iron smelting can't even recover the cost of charcoal, so all the poor iron ore dug out has been discarded by me outside the quarry, these iron ores are actually good building materials, and their volume is not large, more convenient to transport. It's just that it's almost a week's journey from the quarry, and it's a bit far, and even if tens of thousands of slaves continue to carry stones here, it will take years to build such a wall!" said Horsens.

I had never thought about the poor iron ore! It was so good to build a city with that iron ore, and then I came up with a very bold idea! What would happen if the gaps between the stones of this wall were not made of three-fold earth, but were poured into a copper wall with molten iron.

I think there are things that Kuz must do, and I am a passer-by after all, so I didn't say anything, and I'll tell Kuz about these ideas later, and I think maybe I should write them down on a piece of parchment, so as not to forget them later, and write them down if I think of any new ideas, so it's best!

As for the handling of those iron ores, if according to what Horsens said, it is really going to move to the Year of the Monkey, in fact, when I think of the mine, I can think of the rail minecarts, the quarry is definitely not short of iron ingots, if the rails can be laid all the way from the quarry, then it is not difficult to transport those poor iron ore.

It's not that I want to show off my wealth, but I think Horsens can't see the strength in our hands, and he will hesitate and suspect in his heart, and he will measure whether Kutz and I have the strength to do this, after all, this matter involves a wide range of things, and it needs to have a huge financial source, after all, this is to build a wall.

Even if Kuzi has enough say in the Ku family, it doesn't mean anything!, so before that, I specially asked Kuzi to select dozens of magic cores in his hand, and asked a famous craftsman among the gray dwarf slaves to polish off the hard shell and take out the magic crystals inside.

I didn't know that magic crystals can have many colors, it looks like gorgeous and colorful gems, transparent like diamonds, white like jade, emerald green like jade, deep blue like sapphires, and it dazzles my eyes for a while. Kuzi poured these glittering magic crystals into the palm of his hand, and I could feel the strong aura of magical elements emanating from the magic crystals. It was so pure, those magical elements made my sweat pores completely open, and I felt like I was immersed in warm water.

These are all primary magic crystals with good quality, probably each magic crystal can be sold for six to ten gold coins, and the fluctuations and price differences are very large, because magicians are very picky, and the quality of magic crystals directly and seriously affects their prices, so a demon hunter like Viru is very aware of these doorways, and he even told this information to the two of us through Sister Guoguo early, which means that try not to open these magic cores, and sell these magic cores directly to merchants, maybe the benefits cannot be maximized, but the risks are minimized。

With a full forty magic crystals, it can be seen that Horsens has thoroughly understood that the two of us do have the capital to do (die). One thing he has always overlooked, that is, when he knows that we have cleared thousands of swamp zombies, and the orc warriors of the Raitu tribe have even been equipped with bone shields and bone scimitars, which means that we have killed enough corpse kings and death sickles, even then he has not thought about the demon core, subconsciously, he has actually been thinking that it is precisely because of the Wind Chaser Adventure Group that we can drive away those swamp zombies. Therefore, these demon cores should be the trophies of those human warriors.

I didn't expect Kuz to have so many magic cores in his hands, but he didn't know that these magic cores were even less than one-third of the total number of magic cores in our hands for us. The most conservative estimate of these forty magic crystals can also be worth three hundred gold coins, in addition, we also store eighty gold coins worth of corpse fire oil in our warehouse, these three hundred and eighty gold coins alone, if you only buy those coarse grains, it is enough for a large tribe of three or four thousand people to eat for a whole year, not to mention that you can usually eat some sweet potatoes and animal meat.

In the middle of the night, the wind was cold, the two cold moons had hung high above the canopy, the orcs were about to disperse, Grile was asleep by Kuz's side, only the maids Asakusa and Ella led a few orcs to clean up the mess, the bonfire was about to burn out, and Asakusa covered the snow-white charcoal ash with wet soil, splashing a spark.

Horsens was satisfied with the orcs and left, I chatted with Kuz a few more words, discussed a few more days, and when the last batch of vermicelli dried, I returned to Gurudin with the vermicelli and the oil furnace filled with corpse fire oil, maybe at this time old Kuru had already arrived in Gurudin, I haven't seen him for so many days, I am really a little unaccustomed, I have a lot of things to ask him for, such as the four stone drums on the body, only the fire and water can be used, and the other two stone drums belonging to the wind and earth are indifferent without entering the mana。

And what the wonders of my spiritual sea are all about, the ice wrapped in lightning and the green pillars of light wrapped in the wind. I don't know what the two elemental seeds on the shoulder blades on my back are, so I can only wait for old Kuru to help me solve the mystery.

Speaking of returning to Gurudin, maybe you will be able to see old Kuru, and Kuz is also excited. (To be continued.) )