The lord is red again

Old Cherry did not give a good impression, he was sarcastic and liked to scheme, but today Lind found several advantages in him: strong insight, eloquent, flexible thinking, and the ability to put himself in the right position.

It is difficult to find a person who can think in this magical wasteland, most people's muscles are always one step faster than their brains.

Lind watched Old Cherry arrange and give a speech.

He wanted to increase the population, so it became very important to appease the residents of Prey Town.

In terms of playing a brave leader and a speaker, Lind followed his blood and instincts and could do it easily. He could make the cowardly people passionate and inspiring, just like a lion leading a group of lions.

It was as if he was standing beside the wheat waves sprinkled by the sun, with a holy light... Some undead people have described him like this.

But every profession has its own specialty.

His method is feasible when facing believers, but when facing the people at the bottom who are trying to survive like dung beetles, the dry heart will not be revitalized by personal charm, only interests can do it.

A place to sleep well, a full stomach tomorrow, etc.

Old Cherry used some coercion and inducement in his speech, which Lind could hear when he was listening to the undead people complaining.

[You don't want to...] has almost become Old Cherry's standard rhetoric.

"This mayor Old Cherry has a strong sense of déjà vu, is he from a low life?" The undead looked at Old Cherry differently, which meant that Old Cherry might be played by the undead, and his future days would not be too easy.

Lind couldn't help but nod in his heart, the smell was indeed very strong.

Although he disdained to threaten a group of powerless people, he had to admit that Old Cherry saved him a lot of energy.

The radiant old Cherry did not find anything wrong with what he said. He gently patted his dirty plush robe, like an elegant noble tidying up his gold-embroidered robe, while finishing his speech:

"... There will not be much change in Prey Town, and life will not change much. You can trust Lord Lind and his knights. Lord Lind also promised to give you more help than before."

Lind turned his head to look at Miss Miko standing not far away. She once again carried the huge package that looked exaggerated. The rabbit-toothed witch really got a lot of good things in Prey Town.

"When are we going to your territory?"

"I'll leave later."

The walls of Prey Town are too low, the soldiers are too weak, and the geography is too remote.

Lind really can't find a reason to stay.

His Star Dragon Outpost also wants to add NPCs, but it is impossible to take them all back at once. It is better to treat this place as a second gathering place for the undead to visit, to satisfy the impulse of some people to run around.

It is necessary to get close to the undead, but not too close. The scale is difficult to grasp. He is trying in many ways.

"What else do you want to find?" The Rabbit Tooth Witch looked at Lind. In her opinion, the most precious things in Prey Town have been obtained by him.

The potion formula, and all the potions that Ronin currently has.

Oh, by the way, because the Rabbit Tooth Witch is fully responsible for brewing potions from now on, half of those potions are hers.

It is reasonable to charge half of the materials as processing fees... Of course, Lind has to pay the processing fee separately. This part of the "processing fee" he collected was set by himself.

"Some basic configuration." Lind was waiting for Old Cherry to bring the registration information.

According to his guess, if Prey Town really has a complete configuration like other novice villages, then the signboard, pharmacist, merchant, and blacksmith are all necessary.

Merchant Old Cherry.

Pharmacist Miko.

The poster... No one stipulates that the poster must be a beautiful woman, so it seems that any one of the two brothers, Mad Wolf, Ronin, and Rock, can be the poster.

Linde's heart is inclined to Mad Wolf, and he has even smelled a development law that makes him instinctively feel bad after the appearance of Mad Wolf and the new nobles.

Maybe... the new nobles will bring changes to the world, which is an unstoppable trend.

Maybe... the old nobles, like the disaster, will become the main enemy?

He hoped that he was wrong. Although according to the basic setting of the game, there is no new force rising, and it is more in line with the "main line" set for players to follow the new forces to clean up the remnants of the old gods.

Linde carefully took his attention away and continued to study how to improve the competitiveness of his Star Dragon Outpost.

Come little by little, at worst, he will abolish his martial arts and claim to the outside world that he is a half-blood, so he does not belong to the Goliath nobles.

Anyway, the final right of interpretation is his own.

The last necessary configuration is the blacksmith, who can help repair weapons, sell weapons, and forge, upgrade, and inlay equipment.

It's not that he is making up the demand, but similar roles have already appeared in other novice villages.

What others have, Star Dragon Sentry must also have.

Who said that a makeshift team can't develop? Now Star Dragon Sentry is the best developed among a group of novice villages, although his novice village may be a fake.

While waiting, Lind still found a local soldier and asked: "Is there a blacksmith in Prey Town?"

"Yes."

"Find him!"

"But he was killed during the siege by your men."

Fuck!

Undead people, do you know what you have done!

Lind took a deep breath: "Who did he learn forging from? Is his master or apprentice still alive?"

"His wife is still alive."

"I'll go see his wife."

In Lind's impression, the blacksmith's wife might be wearing a headscarf and an apron, holding a red-hot iron tong in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other. Every time she raised her arm, she would smell like a body odor and laugh like a barbell.

But when he saw the blacksmith's wife with his own eyes, he felt that he was really superficial.

She was a pretty person, weak and gentle, with a bookish temperament.

She smelled very strong like a wife.

"Sir" The blacksmith's wife looked at Lind calmly, without any resentment. Maybe she had already thought of this day.

Lind arrived in time, because he found that the blacksmith's wife was already packing up her belongings. It seemed that she had found a buyer?

"What did the blacksmith leave behind?" Lind retracted his gaze. Although the blacksmith's wife was not particularly beautiful, let alone compared with his fiancée Tionebi, she was much worse than the cute and innocent Miss Miko.

But Miss Miko could not be touched.

A man who has not seen meat for many years can't stand this kind of tone. He has reason to believe that after being promoted to a great knight, all aspects of his body have been strengthened, including desires and impulses.

Linde pulled his eyes away from the other's white wrist.

He admitted that he thought of it after seeing the white arm... Well, Lu Xun was right, he really wanted to do that now.

The blacksmith's wife looked back and said, "Some of his tools are in there."

"Lian! I'm here to pick you up!" A voice outside shouted, but after seeing Linde, it immediately calmed down.

He didn't even dare to look at the blacksmith's wife and turned around and ran away.

It was so abrupt that people couldn't react.

Why did he run.

"Your man?" Linde looked back at the embarrassed figure and asked with a smile.

The "pursuer" blacksmith's wife had a resentful expression. A person who found a taker just after her husband died is still very skilled.

And she still kept white and clean in the doomsday, and she was dressed cleanly, which showed her ability even more.

The other party obviously misunderstood that Linde wanted to occupy the blacksmith's wife, so he gave up on her and ran away.

Linde didn't care about her love life at all. After carefully looking at the blacksmith's forging tools, he could conclude that maintaining weapons and forging weapons are absolutely two different things.

Even if he got the tools, he wouldn't know how to forge iron.

"How much forging knowledge do you know?" Linde asked casually.

"Almost all of it" The blacksmith's wife raised her hand and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair and slender arms.

Really white.

Linde's eyes were attracted, and then fell on her face: "Just understand?"

She seemed to notice the erratic look in Linde's eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "I can't forge iron, he is reluctant, but he often tells me what he knows, I listen and see more, and I will know."

Noticing the lord's gaze made her a little happy. Maybe losing a useless man is not a bad thing, there are better ones in front of her.

"Work for me," Lind said, "I don't need you to forge iron, but I need your knowledge. I will ensure your survival, at least not worse than before."

"My pleasure, sir!" Her voice was excited, which made Lind a little confused.

But he didn't care too much.

Although there was no blacksmith, he could train himself, so the problem was not too big.

After solving the blacksmith problem, Lind no longer had the need to stay, and it was time to return to the Star Dragon Outpost.

When the blacksmith's wife Lian saw Miss Mi Ke, she felt a sense of crisis in her heart.

A strong competitor!

Whiter than herself, more beautiful than herself, but the figure is not prominent. Maybe the lord prefers her like this.

She glanced at Lind's strong back, and her eyes were slowly pulled by his handsome and tough profile.