The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 257 Need a Cook

The battle between Wangcheng and Volcano was the most tragic battle in the Shattered War.

This battle continues to this day, and it is not completely over.

The profane volcano is like a quagmire, burying countless Rodel soldiers who went to the volcano.

The long lifespan and the vitality brought by the blessings make this war almost endless.

Countless lamentations and pains were born here, giving birth to all kinds of profanity.

Wuming asked Mengget to go back to the caravan to protect his employees, and he himself took on Mengget's commission - to help these Rodel soldiers as much as possible.

This time he threw away the yellow coat on his body, and still wore the knight armor with blue cloth.

Montgomery had already explained to him part of the situation of the volcano, as long as any creature appeared on this land, it would definitely be attacked, and he didn't have to pretend to be a Rodel soldier to thunder.

The stone bridge on the avenue has been destroyed, and the volcano mansion has turned it into an iron barrel.But fortunately, there are many rope ladders on the cliffs.

It can be seen that Rodel's soldiers were forced to climb the sky moat only through these rope ladders, and some flags of Rodel's army were planted along the ladders.But this kind of flag began to be gradually replaced by the flag of the volcano mansion.The coat of arms of human faces and snakes devouring each other appeared everywhere, accompanied by puppet soldiers hovering on the cliff.

Among the wreckage of the war, Wuming has fully grasped the puppet technology of the volcano mansion.

He has almost never seen living soldiers sent by the Volcanic Mansion, only relying on the Iron Maiden dolls and various puppet soldiers to fight back and forth with the Rodel soldiers.

"Amazing." Wuming praised.

These mechanism puppet technologies obviously have great potential, and Wuming is already thinking about how to absorb these technologies to improve the transport efficiency of caravans.

After knocking over a few little puppets who were attacking him, Wuming climbed up the cliff of the volcano and finally came to a flat ground.

This place is still full of gunpowder and smoke, full of traces left by the battlefield.

Although it is shocking and tragic, it seems that this place has been captured by Rodel's soldiers. Looking around, there is no more troops from the Volcanic Mansion, and they are all Rodel's soldiers.

This place seems to have become a camp for Rodell's soldiers.

"But the rope ladder before has been controlled by the puppet soldiers. And the battlefield below is at the disadvantage of Rodel's soldiers..." Wuming murmured.

Wuming was going to ask for directions, but as soon as he walked to the camp where Rodel's soldiers gathered, he noticed something was wrong.

Although there are also fires here, they are all fires where siege equipment is burned, not bonfires.

The soldiers did not rest around the bonfire, but gathered in groups, lying on the ground, not knowing what to do.

Only chewing can be heard.

A few steps away, Wuming saw what was surrounded by Rodel's soldiers——

Another Rodel soldier.

Wuming looked around at the surrounding environment, seeing that the surroundings were full of cliffs, the lifeless land burned by the flames, and the withered and blackened little golden tree that was burned in half not far away, unable to radiate any blessings, And at the foot of the mountain, the site next to the rope ladder has been re-occupied by the troops of the volcano mansion.

Wuming probably understood that this is because Rodel's soldiers were cut off from the back row, their logistics was interrupted, and they were hungry and crazy, so they could only eat the corpses of their comrades here.

Seeing how well they ate, Wuming also took out a few pieces of meat, put them on wooden sticks, lit the fire and sprinkled spices.

After a while, Xiangxiang came to this battlefield, and all Rodel soldiers raised their heads, looking at Wuming with yellow eyes.

Wuming noticed the eyes of Rodel soldiers, smiled and waved to them:

"It's okay, you eat yours, I see that you eat well, and I will also order..."

It was very rare for these proud golden people on the Yatan plateau to turn their haughty eyes to Wuming's hand for the first time, looking at the barbecue, showing a longing expression.

"Do you want to eat?" Wuming said, "I thought you didn't like roasted food, so you would like raw slices."

Wuming looked at the corpses: "Shall I roast your comrades for you?"

Wuming saw that Rodel's soldiers were ready to pounce, so he stopped talking nonsense and threw the barbecue out.

The Rodel soldiers immediately rushed out like wild dogs, sharing the barbecue.

Seeing Rodel's soldiers who were devouring voraciously, tears of emotion flowed from the corners of Wuming's mouth.

Wuming wiped his tears: "Finally, finally, there are people of gold who are willing to eat - it seems that they were not hungry enough before."

Wuming retreated from the rope ladder and stopped disturbing these people.

The food on his body is not enough for these people to eat, and Wuming needs something other than food.

After these Rodel soldiers finished eating, they would definitely not thank themselves, but would pounce on them and devour themselves alive.

Wuming has already noticed that the eyes of these Rodel soldiers are particularly yellow, not the golden color of the people of gold, but rather chaotic yellow.

Wuming is very familiar with this color, it is a disease of people infected with epilepsy.

These Rodel soldiers have long been insane, and they have to calm down their spirits first.

This is where the function of retaining the Epilepsy Village comes into play. There are enough Yero's eyeballs there to calm the madness-induced pain of the epileptic patients.

The warehouse where Blazer was trapped is actually here. This is the distribution center for supplies, and it is also close to Epilepsy Village.Whether it is to provide raw materials for Blazer, or to relieve Blazer's pain with the harvested Yero's eyeballs, it is very convenient.

The collection of materials is the responsibility of the immortals, and Wuming only needs to collect the materials.

However, when the immortal handed Ye Luo's eyeballs to Wuming, he seemed a little hesitant.

"What's the matter, isn't it enough?" Wuming said, "There are more patients here?"

"It's not enough." The long-lived man said, "Some time ago, there was an earthquake in Pianhuo Village, and some flowers and plants died."

"Earthquake?" Wuming wondered, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"The vibration was not big. I heard that it was near the Epilepsy Village. When we went to collect it again, we found that the earthquake affected the growth of flowers and plants." The longevity said.

Wuming heard the rumors and went to the Epilepsy Village to check it out.

The earthquake did not happen in the village, but behind the village, where the flowers and plants grow.

There used to be a lot of Miranda flowers here, as well as Hierro's eyeballs, but now there is a big crack there, and the flowers and plants are indeed much less, and they look a little sparse.

Wuming stared at the Miranda flower releasing yellow spores, and an inexplicable inspiration appeared.

A few fireballs flew over, and the Miranda flower dissipated amid bursts of explosions.

Wuming went over, staring at the crack, feeling gusts of hot wind, and a very familiar wave of magic.

Considering that only I can know that magic, and I have never heard of it in the junction...

"Ah..." Wuming suddenly understood how the earthquake came about. "It turns out that the underground river is just below here. I said why there is a Miranda flower with madness in the underground river..."

But knowing that Lani and Tuofu are right under their ass is useless, Wuming can only tell the immortals that the earthquake will not happen again, and took away most of Ye Luo's eyes.

Wuming heard that since his caravan rebuilt the Epilepsy Village and the merchants opened the market here, the residents' condition has improved.

Therefore, the consumption of Hierro's eyeballs is not as great as before.

With a sack full of Hierro's eyeballs, the eyeballs squeezed each other in the sack, and the rotten pus seeped out of the sack and dripped behind Wuming.

Wuming didn't take any extra meat, but only brought some spices.

Meat is everywhere anyway, as long as there is fire and spices.

Wuming was more worried about the cook.

In his caravan, there is only one hooligan who is a good cook. Although the others have learned from the hooligan, the results are not very good.A group of immortals with a bad sense of taste, a group of hybrids with inconvenient hands and feet, none of them can learn well.

Although Wuming planned to use these Rodel soldiers to open up the market, the rogue was responsible for the caravan's diet, and he didn't have much time.

"Isn't there a cook with nimble hands and feet..." Wuming muttered, and returned to the small wooden bridge of Huoshan Mansion.

The place where the battle was originally fought was empty and silent because both sides of the war were gone.

In the ruins of the battlefield where there were only dead bodies left, there was a petite figure crawling on the ground, looking with his back facing him, and his behavior was quite familiar——

Exactly the same as the Rodel soldiers before.

Looking from the back, it seems to be a finger witch, wearing coarse cloth clothes, lying on the ground with her buttocks up, making some terrifying chewing sounds.

There was also a huge kitchen knife beside him, and the knife was stained with blood.

Wuming was carrying a big bag and a small bag this time, and he was wearing armor, so he made quite a noise.Seemingly hearing the sound of Wuming approaching, the chewing sound stopped, and the Finger Witch straightened up suddenly, and slowly turned her head, revealing her blood-stained chin and fierce eyes.

The Finger Witch picked up the large kitchen knife beside her, turned around with the knife horizontally, and showed a sinister smile:
"Found you, delicious little one. Don't be afraid, I'll cook you into something you can't even imagine—ah."

"Ah." Wuming also looked at the Finger Witch, a little surprised.

Isn't this the guy who disguised himself as a witch in Epilepsy Village?

The Finger Witch holding the kitchen knife also recognized Wuming, and opened her mouth to reveal a mouthful of shark teeth.

Back then she was slapped away by Wuming, but now she meets again, this...

Wuming smiled happily: "I found you, a kid who can be a delicious kid."

The Finger Witch ran, fleeing deeper into the bloody road.

But Wuming would not give up the prey he was eyeing so easily, put down the package and rushed up.

He walked this road, and the road ahead was a dead end, and she couldn't escape.

Sure enough, the kitchen knife girl stopped in front of the broken bridge, and there was a wooden house next to it.

"You can't run away." Wuming shouted at the kitchen knife girl, "Surrendering with the knife is your only way out..."

The kitchen knife girl sneered: "Did you see this wooden house? This is where I usually cook. I am so familiar with this place, no matter how panicked I am, I won't trap myself in a desperate situation."

"Oh?" Wuming looked around.

The environment here is even more terrifying than when I first crossed the bridge.Rodel soldiers, as soldiers, no matter how tragic their death looks, there is a trace of sadness.But the corpses piled up here are obviously civilians.A large number of people of gold and ordinary people were killed by various methods, some were cut in half, some were skinned, some were hung upside down on a shelf, and they were dried alive with flames and smoke...

The corpses are piled up in mountains, and there are many blind spots around them, which can hide many people.

"Yo, is there an ambush?" Wuming smiled frivolously.

He is really not afraid of how many ambushes are around.Anyway, there are no teammates or living people around, so he can release all kinds of heavy firepower and large-scale magic without any restraint.

Wuming laughed boldly: "If there is any ambush, just bring it up!"

The enemy came out from behind the pile of corpses.

The smelly teeth were still stained with strips of meat, saliva mixed with blood dripped, and a deep grunt came out of his throat.

Several ferocious hounds came out of the pile of corpses, carrying dissatisfaction and anger that their eating was interrupted.

Accompanied by the roar of the vicious dogs, the nameless pride disappeared immediately.

"Dog..." Wuming covered his face, "No, I don't want to fight with dogs. Don't let me see these beasts..."

The momentum ebbed and flowed, seeing Wuming's soft performance, the kitchen knife girl shouted happily:
"Go, tear him apart!"

"No, I don't want to face the dog!" Wuming yelled, and knelt down under the dog's roar and charge, smashing his hands to the ground.

Flames spewed out from the gaps in the nameless armor, spreading in all directions.

Before the vicious dogs approached, they fell into the sea of ​​fire together with the surrounding piles of corpses.

After a while, a smell of meat wafted out, and after a while, it turned into a burnt smell.After a while, the smell is gone, only a vast expanse of whiteness remains.

In front of the broken bridge, the sinful road that was almost covered by pitch-black charred corpses was covered by white ash.

The kitchen knife girl opened her big shark-toothed mouth, watching the scene in front of her.

Bai Hui was less than half a foot away from her toes, if she had rushed faster, she would probably have turned into Hui by now.

The kitchen knife woman's feet softened, and she sat back on the ground, stirring up a layer of dust.

Wuming stood up, came to the kitchen knife girl, and looked at her condescendingly.

"Be my cook." Wuming said.

She was still a little trembling at first, but the kitchen knife girl who was about to wait for the trial was stunned: "Huh?"

"Don't you know how to cook?" Wuming said, "It's just that I need a cook, so you can cook with me."

"Who are you, uncle?" the kitchen knife girl said.

"I'm a businessman, nameless, nameless, you can call me nameless." Wuming squatted opposite the kitchen knife girl, "I've already given my name, so what's your name?"

The Kitchen Knife Girl looked at Wuming vigilantly: "I heard that some witchcraft needs to use people's names as a medium. You don't want to cast a curse on me, do you?"

"I don't think I need to cast a curse on you in that way." The nameless finger poked the big kitchen knife beside the fingered witch, and several red holes appeared on the knife, arranged side by side.

"My name is Anastasia." The kitchen knife girl replied obediently.

"Anastasia..." Wuming mulled over the name, "I used to have a witch whose name is quite similar to yours."

"That's a cliché," Anastasia said, "and girls don't like it."

"It's okay, I don't need others to like it." Wuming said, "It's fine if you can cook for me."

"Is this forcing me?" Anastasia said. "A twisted melon is not sweet. I'm a corpse cooker, not a serious cook."

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Wuming clapped his hands and rubbed each other, "There are a lot of corpses waiting for you to cook! Go around and show your hands. Cooking must be done to let the soldiers feel the warmth and warmth of their comrades-in-arms. Will."

"Comrades? Eat comrades?" Even Anastasia, who was so cruel, couldn't understand Wuming's thoughts for a while.

"Come on, you'll know when you come." Wuming stood up with Anastasia in his arms, beckoning her to follow.

Wuming took Anastasia, Hierro's eyeballs and a large kitchen knife, and climbed up the volcano again.

　After ten days of surfing, it finally stabilized.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)