Zhang Mu and the deity naturally don't know the reason, after the gladiatorial arena, the reputation of the two has long been like the sky, although the deity is defeated, but his massive long-range troops have become a lingering nightmare for countless players. As for Zhang Mu, not to mention, the confessed priest of more than 700 units, even if he was hit in the state of half-arrow punishment, that unlucky soldier would be in pain for half a month and couldn't get out of bed, right?

Zhang Mu still farmed and hunted every day, and the seeds or finished products of low-level plants he obtained were left in the warehouse in the town as the primary materials for the cultivation of pharmacists in the future.

It's been 5 days in a flash, and Zhang Mu's heroes have not risen in the past 5 days, but the level of the sub-profession has improved by leaps and bounds, especially the 'farmers' and 'hunters' who focus on training, and there are S, and even SS-level tasks for him to choose every day, and it has become very difficult to practice slowly.

Dowelve-winged Angel Subclass:

Apprentice Farmer Level 4 with 45% proficiency.

Apprentice Hunter Level 4 with 70% proficiency.

In the past few days, the wind has been calm, and players from all over the country on the 6th level map are recuperating, unless the previous deity kills 7 people in a row, there is no more battle, how to say, it is a bit of a quiet feeling before the storm.

At noon on the 16th, just after lunch, Zhang Mu was lying lazily on a chair, fiddling with Simba's little paws.

"Twelve, Big Ben, in a week I am going to organize members to attack the town cluster of Yueben, I hope you can participate then."

The emperor came out of nowhere, and came out of nowhere.

The deity spoke first: "Attack the town cluster? Are you sure? I don't think you even have a map of the other side. ”

The emperor smiled: "Their number has not moved, they are at most 200 people, including dozens of waste numbers that have been whitewashed by us before, and there are no more than 140 teams that are really combative." ”

"Then you can't beat it, there are only more than 40 of you war songs." The deity shook his head, he didn't like to fight uncertain battles, as for the one with Zhang Mu, it was purely a mistake. In fact, the main reason is that Zhang Mu's strength cannot be estimated at all.

"It doesn't matter, I've found many masters with a combat power of about 12,000 to help, and I will move here one after another in the next few days." The Emperor smiled.

"Huh? More than 12,000 combat power? How do you calculate this? The deity asked stunned.

"As long as you build a power tower in a town, you can conduct a combat power assessment... Wow, Big Ben, you don't even know this. ”

"The Combat Tower... I'll see..."The deity said a little unhappily, "I don't know what's strange... There are so many things that can be built in the town, and there is no official explanation..."

The chat between the emperor and the deity was listened to by everyone in the studio, and the fat man leaned over and said cheaply: "Brother, is there really such a thing?" Why didn't I find it in town? ”

Zhang Mu smiled at him: "After entering the 6th order map, the seal of the 'Battle Tower' will be unlocked, the map below the 6th order cannot be built, this thing has no real use, and there are too many resources required to build it... Don't look at me like that, I don't have the money to make this thing, and I can't even hire the soldiers in the city..."

It's still the same old saying, the deformed development of Zhang Mu's town has led to the lack of money to recruit powerful legions, and now Zhang Mu has ignored all the high-level troops below the 5th rank except for the marksmen and big lizard shooters.

"How can you say that there is no real use... That's good stuff! You can judge your own combat power! Brother, what kind of troop does the emperor's mouth refer to with a combat power of more than 12,000? You say, my combat power is 12,000, don't you? ”

Deng Jie tugged at Zhang Mu's arm, looked at him with blank eyes and said, "I also want to know..."

"Look at you vain." Zhang Mu rolled his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "It is estimated that your combat power has already exceeded 20,000, and with the heroic strategic treasures, it may have reached the level of 30,000 or higher." ”

"Then you..." Before the fat man could speak, the voice of the deity came out of the speaker: "Huh? How did this power tower be built so quickly? ”

"Of course, as long as it's not the barracks and the magic tower, the other outbuildings will be built quickly, after all, they don't have any real use... Big Ben, test and see, see how much combat power you have. ”

"Hmm..."

Everyone in Studio Twelve pricked up their ears, including Zhang Mu, of course.

After a few seconds, the deity smiled lightly: "It's okay... The combat power is good..."

"How much?"

“47000。”

"What? 47000？ No way! Big Ben, you're really my idol... I'm only 16,000 fucking power," the emperor shouted frantically. It's really better than people to damn it, hearing the combat power value of the deity, the emperor has an urge to delete the number, just like when Night Romance just joined the studio and saw Zhang Mu's troops.

The deity asked, "What is the evaluation of this combat power?" Is it purely a military force? ”

"Hero Level, Hero Talent Level, Strategic Treasures, Learned Magic, and Strength." The emperor suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "Twelve, when your forces recover from the gladiatorial arena, you can also build a test to open the eyes of us little rookies." ”

"Do you want to make a bet, this guy will definitely find a thousand excuses, unexpected..."The yin and yang weird tone of the deity forced Zhang Muwan's refusal back into his stomach, and Zhang Muurn said: "Big Ben, when did you start to know me so well?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhang Mu cupped the back of his head and said with a smile: "Just measure, isn't it just the method of agitation, can't I calculate it?" Satisfy you guys. ”

In fact, Zhang Mu himself also wanted to know what the gap between him and the deity was, and finally met a 'partner' who was on par with him, and the man's vanity and competitiveness were stimulated for the first time.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is another 5 days, and Zhang Mu's 'farmer' and 'hunter' are infinitely close to the 'veteran level'.

And those soldiers who died in the gladiatorial arena 10 days ago also crawled out of the graves one by one and returned to Zhang Mu's team.

"My maximum combat power is 27,000." The emperor was the first to speak, and in order to attack the town cluster, he bought a lot of strategic treasures.

"My maximum combat power is 24,500." Di Ling'er said.

"My maximum combat power is 26,000." Difeng said.

"Where's Big Ben?" Zhang Mu began to integrate useful troops, and the battle tower composed of red stone pillars had been established two days earlier.

The deity said slowly: "57,000, not counting miscellaneous soldiers, not counting enchantment, is the combat power that is completely taken out to fight." As soon as these words came out, the three emperors felt their faces a little hot at the same time, and in order to increase the combat power value, they brought all the messy troops.

"Then, it's my turn..."Zhang Mu clicked the one-star team into the battle tower, and everyone gathered around him.

(To be continued)