Becoming A God Starts From Farming

This is an ordinary small village, and they don’t know how many such villages have passed along the way.

Sparsely populated, there are dozens of houses on the left and right, sparsely clustered together, a few arable land surrounding the village, providing the only food.

This kind of village has no city hall, no manager, and no name. People live a normal life of hidden land of peace and prosperity.

Whenever Odin sees such a village, he can't help feeling that he will disappear at any time. Maybe one day when he passes this road, this village will not exist.

Just as he sighed, Kunas hurried over.

"My lord, I feel something is wrong in this village!"

"What's wrong, Kunas, I look pretty normal. Looking at the smoke, it means that there is still life in the house for cooking. ."

"Before entering the village, there was no one on the road in the village. After we came in, there was such a big disturbance, and no one came out to see it."

Odin sat on the horse Looking around from the back, indeed, none of them came out to take a look at the group of close to six hundred people entering the village.

This is the first time I have met such a strange village along the way.

"You first arrange for a team to find an open space in the village to settle down, I will go and see what is going on!"

Odin dismounted directly and came to one of the doors. Just now It is the chimney of this house that smokes, and there must be people inside.

Dongdong dong!

"Anyone? We are a passing team and want to ask you something."

After a while, the door turned Then he opened a slit, revealing a face full of wrinkles, an old woman.

"This aristocratic master, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible. There are filthy things near our village, and we must come out every night to kill people. Only hiding in the house is safe!

Hurry up! It’s getting dark soon, and it’s too late if you don’t leave!"

"Dirty, what filth? What does it look like?"

Ignore the old woman , Closed the door babblingly, looking confused.

"What is unfathomable mystery!"

Odin knocked on another door without getting the answer he wanted, but no one responded.

Boom!

A wooden door was violently broken open, but the house was empty.

"No one?"

I flipped through it. The furniture was complete, neatly arranged, and there was even grain storage, but there was no one.

"I'm looking for a family to see."

The third household he asked for responded. This person is relatively young and looks like thirty or forty, but he said that he was talking to an old woman. The same thing.

"This lord, hurry up and go with the team. It's filthy and life-threatening. The Lord Knight came last time. I didn't believe it. I had to stay outside and wanted to see what it was. Things.

As a result, when we got up in the morning and looked at it, there was only a skeleton left in the whole person. There was no meat foam left, too terrifying.

There is also the next door. Because of the fact that they don’t believe in evil, they can’t even find a corpse capital now.

You said, this is not an evil filthy creature, what else can it be.

No... I can't tell you anymore, I'm going to close the door."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut, ignoring the great character in front of him.

Standing at the door, Odin furrowed his brows deeply. After two interviews, combining the situation in the village, it was obvious that an inexplicable creature attacked the village.

"But why do they say that they will be fine if they stay in the room at night. It's not surprising that they don't attack during the day, but what can a wooden door stop?"

Odin Hundred Unexpectedly, he walked quickly to the camp.

The campsite was chosen in a clearing in the middle of the village, just enough to squeeze all the people.

The mercenaries are on the outskirts, the civilians and serfs are inside, and there are three or four bonfires on the ground. Autumn nights are very cold, and it will be much better if there are bonfires.

"My lord, the camp is arranged!"

"Kunas, do you know the creatures that represent filth? I asked two families and said that there would be filth wandering outside the village every night. Reap your lives."

"Foul creature! The subordinates heard that wraith is a strange monster born by fusion with other creatures. It has strange abilities."

"wraith I know, It is the resentment produced by the death of a large number of creatures, or the Evil Spirit body produced after the death of certain powerhouses, which are strongly hostile to flesh and blood creatures, and have almost no consciousness.

But this is the first time I heard about the dirty creatures. What ability does it have?"

Kunas's always stiff face showed a grave expression.

"Foul creatures are called fallen goblins or fallen monsters based on the difference of possessed creatures. Their abilities are all kinds of strange things, and they have this very self-contained logic.

Just like you just said that these villagers will be fine as long as they stay in the house. This unreasonable phenomenon is the filthy self-logic.

It will not kill people hiding in the room. , Even if it’s so easy for it."

"Pure chaotic evil creature?"

"Yes, wraith's strange obsession contaminates possessed creatures, and the two are combined Out of the weird existence, there are huge differences in individual strength, some are extremely weak, and some are extremely strong.

But they have a little in common. Even if the logical conditions for killing are met, they will not kill a large number in a short time. The living creatures, they are naturally happy to torture."

Communicating with Kunas, it was difficult for Odin.

Originally with his strength against Silver Peak, coupled with the Kunas of the same strength, and 30 experienced mercenaries, this strength can even be achieved by the fifth-tier demonic beast. .

But the extremes of this filthy creature are beyond his estimation and there is a certain risk.

The camp has been stationed, and the sky is completely dark, even if you want to move the land, you have to move.

"Kunas, you have arranged to take turns to watch. Ten people must stay awake at all times, and also say to the serfs and civilians, don't sleep too hard, get up as soon as there is a movement.

There are too few fires. Keep going up. Those farmers have ready-made ones at the door. Use them directly. At worst, give them some money tomorrow. At least they will rise up to ten piles. They can’t be extinguished all night, do you understand!"

"The subordinates understand! How about you, sir, are you still sleeping in the camp?"

"I won't. There was an unmanned hut just now. I will go to rest in it. If there is one at night You can deal with the situation and don't care about me."

It's not that Odin is afraid of death, and must remain vigilant in the face of the unknown. He is now a novice silver rookie.

Besides, it’s Lord of a Domain. It’s better to leave it to your hands to do things like this.

He turned back and went back to the unmanned cabin just now, righting the door panel and snapping it properly.

"Does this thing really keep the filthy creatures out?" Looking at the fragile door panel, Odin couldn't help but deeply questioned.

He didn't go to the bed to rest, but moved a chair, put his weapon on the table in front of him, and leaned on the back of the chair to sleep.

"I'm going to see, this is a what the hell thing!"

As soon as my mind turns, my spirit sinks into Soul Space.