Undead Farm

Yang Feng’s expression of eating a fly nodded: “Not only is it fast, but according to our receiving standards, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it!”

If the logging is not cut down, it will also include the process of taking the branches straight, including the requirements for controlling the direction of the tree.

If the tree is not controlled in the reverse direction, it is easy to hurt people and cause damage to other trees. In addition, a secret that Yang Ping has blocked for a long time, so a skilled lumberjack will be so high.

"What's even more frightening is that they don't even have a break. It is said that they are still chopping until now..."

"Don't rest? What about our people? How long have they been working?"

Yang Ping was relieved. The group of Goblin was so skilled in logging that it was beyond his expectations, but if he was to progress to the liver, he would not have to worry too much.

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders: "It was customary to work eight hours a day, but I have already informed them that I have to work for twelve hours from tomorrow."

"Can this be chased?" Yang Ping asked.

Yang Feng shook his head in a wry smile: "If they are still so desperate today, then we can't catch up."

"They are simply not killing their lives!"

Yang Feng was shuddering at the picture that the spy sent to supervise the return.

People have been doing it for a whole day without eating, drinking, or sleeping. Is this coming to them to commit suicide?

Or the night three more guys gave this group of brothers Brin what ecstasy, and actually so spell?

Yang Ping blinked: "I can only do twelve hours? What is this like! Even Goblin is better than they are so happy to rest for so long?!"

"If you can't catch up, then do more! Twelve hours in 12 hours, and 18 hours in 16 hours. I think that as a city owner, I can only sleep for three or four hours a day, and I can live for six. Isn't it enough to eat and drink Lazard for hours?!"

"Go back and tell them how many people can't get this opportunity. A tree is nearly 1 silver coin. It doesn't have so much money to sell! You let them go to find a boss like me, but this is They will be able to repair the blessings in a few generations!"

"If such a good blessing doesn't know how to cherish it, then don't stay in our Pingcheng again after this incident. I don't have such a city citizen who did not pursue it!"

"Yes! I know!" Yang Feng wiped a cold sweat and bowed his head.

"But if there is no catch up on the progress side..."

"Idiot!" Yang Ping slammed a cup.

"Have you ever seen anyone who can't eat, drink, or sleep for three days? Can they cut three days of wood? Even if they do, do you think they will have a life under the influence of that thing?"

Yang Feng’s heart glimpsed and bowed back.

At this time, Hedel finally installed the garbage in the huge garbage pool outside Pingcheng City, and began to slowly rush to Loland City.

According to the requirements of the night three, these garbage will be divided into two categories:

One type is bark, leaves, sawdust, waste wood, etc., which can be used as fuel. The other type is simple and rude. Many of the fuels cannot belong to this category. At that time, they will be put into a green pool.

Only in the second category are a number of fluids that are semi-liquid and semi-solid, especially those that are stinky and can only be packed in sealed wooden barrels.

However, Lorraine did not have so many wooden barrels. In the end, he had to use the money earned by Kuru on the first day to make up the holes. For this reason, Kuru did not know how long it took.

However, these have nothing to do with Heddle. He just traveled silently between the two places, transporting the garbage of a city home, and then turning it into a green water protection farmer.

On the road, apart from encountering a group of farmers who wanted to catch them as slaves, they did not encounter any trouble.

After all, the Goblin workers are not fragrant in the slave market, and they are transporting the smelly garbage. It is not worthwhile for all the people who are robbing to measure the amount.

This made it a long time later to know the night of the night, and decided to let these Goblin wear a gold chain to transport the manure truck. Later, I felt too arrogant that some people misunderstood the garbage he received and was too valuable.

On the other side of the road, it was still rubbed, and the roadbed was already dug up, but the paving Goblin was still playing with the stones slowly, and I don’t know what the night is.

But Yang Ping doesn't want to care about this anymore. He is full of brains now.

"Why why? Why three days! Three days! Why can they cut down without eating or drinking? Are they dead souls? Are they unreasonable, do you want to die?!"

"Oh, that. They still have a rest, and they bought some meat and meat during the meal. And I forgot one thing, they are summoned beasts..." Yang Feng reminded.

"You mean they cheated? Cut a tree for a batch?" Yang Ping hurried.

In his opinion, every Goblin looks the same. If the other party is to change people by means of lifting and summoning, he really can't see it, but it is cheating.

And cheating is to lose.

But Yang Feng shook his head: "No, the 20 guys who fell the wood, we have been paying attention to this. I mean, their physical fitness may be different from the general Goblins."

Summoning beasts are naturally recruited by summoners, and summoners usually have some spells that increase the ability to summon the beasts~www.readwn.com~ These spells are passive and active, often allowing an ordinary summoned beast to exert great power. There is even an evil spell that attacks the summoning beast to attack, so it is not difficult to overdraw the vitality of these Goblin.

If the Goblin on the mountain is to participate in the state of overdraft life, it seems that the skilled lumberjack who exceeds their humanity can explain it. Otherwise, it is really sensational to rest for only one hour a day!

"Isn't that what we lost?" Yang Ping said.

When he signed, he did not say that the other party could not use the summoned beast. The result was only three days later, and the gap between the two sides was tripled. How to catch up with the estimation could not catch up.

"No, not necessarily." Yang Feng suddenly laughed.

"The city owners don't forget, they don't know what will happen in the woods for a long time. Now that three days have passed, the aftereffects should appear."

"And, they can add spells to themselves, and we can do it naturally. I suggest recruiting some wizards now and letting them cast spells to the loggers."

"It’s not going to work anymore... We have occasional forest thieves in the mountains of Pingcheng. Sometimes there are accidents that nobody wants, it’s normal!”

Yang Ping listened, and nodded with satisfaction: "It is normal, then it will be handed over to you, remember to do something beautiful."

"This is natural!"

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