As the saying goes, "there are three fires when a new official takes office", which means that the master who has just become an official has a very high spirit, and always wants to put 300% of his enthusiasm into his work, urging his miscellaneous soldiers to run around like a fire on their buttocks, and they have no leisure time for a moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, this kind of heart is regressive, most people don't have much strength left after the three axes, and it won't take much time to return to what it was before, and now it's still the same beating, maybe there has been a change, but it will never be too much.

Among them, there are also some great people. They burned three fires very well and very powerfully, not only successfully changed the status quo, but also won everyone's recognition, they felt that it was worth following him, it was very energetic to follow him, and there was nothing to complain about even if they burned their butts with him.

Of course, anyone who can do this will have to pay a terrible price. Rivers of blood, piles of corpses, wars, and devastation, without a little blood and tears, it is absolutely impossible to succeed, maybe future generations can get benefits because of this, but as a participant, as long as you are not too stupid, you can foresee what will happen to you.

is also like the soldiers of the "Iron Bear Army", at this time they are immersed in the entanglement of "pain and happiness". The reason for this is Li Liang's first fire, and it is also the remarkable results achieved in implementing the "Outline of the Corps Development Plan."

In just over half a year, whether it is a "problem person", "cover cannon fodder", or "cultivator failure", no matter what level of people they are, there have been drastic changes, and even some of the old, weak, sick and disabled who are about to enter the coffin are now living a tougher life than before.

However, the impact of the development speed of this kind of perversion is also quite terrifying, such as the assembly and drill of the surrounding legions, the snooping and inquiring of the neighboring countries, the investigation and investigation of various forces, as well as the undercover agents, secret agents, assassins, and killers who were stationed in the legions, as well as those who quietly mixed in to make profits, wanted to pick up cheap, and wanted to cheat things, all kinds and varied, as long as one is not careful, the "Iron Bear Army" will become the target of the public, and only God knows how many people can survive in the turmoil.

"Feng Junsi, you can do it, sell me a few more grains of grain! I'll exchange the gold for you, and the spirit stone will do too!" In the side hall of the military secretary's office, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a thin figure begged Feng Bao with a sad face.

Now, the people of Wu and even the surrounding neighboring countries know that there are "three monsters" in the "Iron Bear Army", namely: grain is sold by the grain, staff officers scold the marshal, and conscription recruits beggars.

"Hey, Lao He, it's not that you don't know, although there is food in the army now, it is not the ones we grow ourselves, but some ordinary goods, even if they sell you, what's the use?" Feng Bao sighed and said helplessly.

"I know this! However, as far as I know, Li Junhou had already ordered you to buy grain on a large scale before the autumn harvest, how could you not keep any of it? Feng Junsi, for the sake of you and I being fellow villagers in the fairy world, you can sell a few grains for your brothers!" The middle-aged man took out a small leather bag from his arms and stuffed it directly into Feng Bao's hand.

"Hey, it's not that I don't help, brother, but I really didn't keep wow!" Feng Bao stiffly stuffed the small leather bag back into the middle-aged man's hand and said bitterly. At the same time, in my heart, I greeted Li Liang's ancestors for the eighteenth generation.

Don't look at the small leather bag is very small, but the value of the things inside, Feng Bao knows it too well in his heart, because a middle-aged man who goes through the back door, he has to receive a lot every day, what genius treasures, cherished spiritual objects, and superb insects, he is already numb.

Speaking of which, Li Liang's work is too lacking in morality! Let everyone plant a "super food" at the level of the sky, but he doesn't say anything about his mother's fart, and fools everyone like fools. More than 50,000 acres of land! After harvesting so much grain, except for 30 catties of this month's ration left by each person, he let him take the rest! Now that he thinks about it, he still underestimated the degree of foolishness of this "gallant and fat military marquis."

And in this process, I am like a stupid donkey, busy helping others collect food, saying a lot of good things, wearing out several pairs of cloth shoes, in the end, I only get such a small pocket, if I say hello earlier, or give a hint or something, as for letting people call them "Feng Da fool"?

"Feng Junsi, don't joke with me, brother! We have been friends for more than ten years, what kind of person are you, I don't know? Such a precious grain against the sky, you are so serious about buying, I don't believe you don't keep any of it! The scales are a little higher and a little lower, how much does it have to be Wow! What is it to sell me so many grains?" The middle-aged man took out a small leather bag from his arms, and stuffed it into Feng Bao's hand together with the one that Feng Bao had just pushed back, and begged bitterly.

When Feng Bao heard this, his eyebrows, beard, wrinkled eyelids, and most of his face began to convulsions uncontrollably, and his regretful, indignant, and ferocious eyes seemed to be able to penetrate nothingness, penetrate many barriers, and directly rape and kill someone first, and then rape and then kill, and carry his parents, brothers, relatives and friends, and ancestors for eighteen generations......

The core secret of the "Iron Bear Army" is located, in the inner sanctum laboratory of the Military Equipment Research Institute, Li Liang is squatting next to a huge pool, carefully observing. Behind him, standing respectfully were Xu Shan and Chu Tianxing, the two "right-hand men".

"Old Xu, you can find someone to get some pig blood tomorrow, the blood stains in this pool have been absorbed, I think you should be able to add a little more" Li Liang observed for almost two quarters ......of an hour before slowly standing up and commanding Xu Shan solemnly.

"Uh, master, the spiritual boar is already very difficult to get, why don't you think you can change it to other beast blood?" Xu Shan shuddered when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and then humbly asked Li Liang.

"How can that be? I finally figured out the characteristics of pig blood, and I don't know what to do with it if I replace it with other beast blood! Hey, remember, I want about five hundred years of 'black-maned demon pig' blood, don't fucking fool me with those messy mongrel pigs!" Li Liang raised his eyebrows and said in an undeniable tone.

"Hehe, don't worry, master don't worry, Lao Xu will definitely handle this matter well!" Chu Tianxing saw that Xu Shan was deflated, smiled embarrassedly, and then stepped forward and reported to Li Liangyu seriously.

"Well, I believe he has the ability. By the way, there aren't enough high-grade spirit stones, so you want to get some. Li Liang nodded in agreement, but after thinking about it, he thought of something again, so he instructed Chu Tianxing: "Also, you are not allowed to sell grain!, if you let me know that you are stealing food behind my back again, it will not be as simple as taking a bath in a pressure cooker!

"Ah, master, this is very difficult!" Chu Tianxing stumbled and said in a trembling voice with tears.

"Nonsense, if it's not difficult, how can you let this 'solid right arm' do it yourself?" Li Liang said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, don't make fun of the old slave, okay? If you don't let you sell grain, how can the old slave get a high-grade spirit stone? Don't forget, this is the 'Huangyue Continent', cultivators are not allowed to set foot in the world, there is no sweetness, there is no temptation, just those unlucky people who pretend to be grandchildren, how can they take out their family foundations? As for the little family background of the old slave, didn't you let you give it to the communists a long time ago?" Chu Tianxing's tears all fell, and he cried to Li Liang with a sad face.

Although the standard is very high, the conditions are very harsh, and it is more difficult to find the work assigned to Xu Shan by Li Liang, but for him who has recovered his cultivation, he will waste some time on cultivation and oil rubbing when he reaches the sky, fly farther, and go around the ravine more, it is estimated that it can still be done. The work assigned to him by Li Liang is different, it is not something that can be done with time and energy at all, how can you do it without crying?

"Okay, I'll give you two hundred catties of 'Blood Tooth Rice' and get me two thousand high-grade spirit stones. Li Liang pondered for a moment, feeling that what Chu Tianxing said was very reasonable, so his heart softened and he said again.

"Two, two thousand, master, you just spare the old slave, how can one pound of 'blood tooth rice' be exchanged for ten high-grade spirit stones? This is almost catching up with the price of a thousand years of medicinal herbs......

"In my opinion, the quality of 'Bloody Tooth Rice' is very high! When you make mature rice, you can top a dozen mid-grade mid-grade pills in one bowl. ”

"Master, no matter how good the 'Bloody Tooth Rice' is, you have to take out the high-grade spirit stones that those unlucky people have to take out! Some time ago, they took all the bottoms in order to exchange the 'Bloody Tooth Rice' from those mud legs, and now you still want them to bleed profusely, you have to let them squeeze it out!"

"But didn't you say that they didn't have any private money, so they must have died a long time ago?"

"Master, at this time, at that time! Think about it, there are more than 50,000 mud legs, one person left 30 catties of 'blood tooth rice', and the worst one was exchanged for 50,000 taels of gold. ”

"That's right, Lao Feng told me yesterday that there are almost more than 100,000 people in our 'Iron Bear Army' during this time! Okay, I'll give you a 20% discount, 1,600 yuan, how about it?"

"Master, this number, this number is also a little suspenseful, why don't you fold it again?"

"Oh, the quality of 'Blood Tooth Rice' is so good, if you fold it again, you will lose it!

"Master, look, what's the half-price?"

"I said, Lao Chu, which side are you on? Isn't it my 'solid right arm'? Why don't you help me earn more spirit stones, but just want me to discount?"

"Woo, master, the old slave's loyalty is evident! You say this about the old slave, it really makes the old slave sad, woo woo......"

"Look at you, why do you cry at every turn when you're so old? Okay, okay, half price, half price is always okay, right? What, you and Lao Xu will do these two things well, and each of you will give you a hundred catties of 'blood tooth rice' as a reward!"

"Really, that's so thankful to the master, the old slave must have done his best, and then died!"

……

Outside the side hall of the Military Equipment Research Institute, Xu Shan grabbed Chu Tianxing, who had just obtained two hundred catties of "Blood Tooth Rice" from Li Liang.

"Lao Chu, is the acting good?"

"What's the matter? Envy, isn't it? Huh!"

"Okay, don't be crazy in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will report you?

"I said Lao Xu, it's too unauthentic for you to do this! If you have the ability, you can also go to the master's place to act! Besides, this is what the master asked me to exchange for a high-grade spirit stone, and half of your family, what should I do to pay for it?"

"Come on!****, you've lived for tens of thousands of years, but you can't get thousands of high-grade spirit stones, who the hell are you fooling? Hurry up, half of the 'Blood Tooth Rice' family, Lao Tzu will give you five hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”

", how do you think I know such a dead-faced guy as you?"

"Cut, why do you think I'm willing to know you? If it weren't for the fact that you cried and shouted that you wanted to mix with your master, all these benefits would be fucking mine! Hurry up and give me 'blood tooth rice', I'll have to look for pigs in a while!"

"Got it, got it! next time I have a benefit, I'll score half of it!"

"Alright, what nonsense!"

……

In the side hall of the Military Equipment Research Institute, Li Liang silently looked at the "roster of legion soldiers" sent by Feng Bao yesterday, and his heart was uncertain.

The flow of more than 100,000 people shows that some people have chosen to leave because they are timid and afraid of things, and some people have gained wealth, or they are comparable to high-quality pills, and they have regained their self-confidence and chose to leave. Of course, there are always some people who are not afraid of death, or who want to find opportunities, to join.

What is the flow of the "flowing camp"? Is it vitality, is it resources, is it wealth, or is it the courage that has been lost because of something that has been experienced? What do people really want to gain in this wandering position? Is it worth it? Perhaps, only they know.

A bold idea, in fact, is a further extension of the "Immortal Dao Microscience", it has changed the choice of more than 100,000 people, so it seems that the "Seven Holy Ancestors" or the "Ancient Ancestors", they control the development of the "Void Heaven Continent" and control the fate of all living beings, which is not a legend, but does exist.

Exercises and supernatural powers, once they are spread, the domino effect begins, people with all kinds of desires, give up their original lives, give up everything they once had, and re-stand at the critical point of choosing the future, or face it bravely, or stick to the original, or embark on a road of no return.

This may be life, facing choices again and again, getting the opportunity to choose again and again, and just like the unlucky self, there will always be such and such a fucking experience, there will always be all kinds of people, always have to make decisions in various life and death situations, and then look forward to the clarity of the choice, and there are additional rewards.

However, if you think about it quietly, it all becomes very naïve again. If you choose the right one, you may be able to die a few days later, and if you choose the wrong one, you may die a few days early, and what is the difference between dying early and dying late? The gods in the sky will fall if they don't get it right, and they won't even leave the master with eight characters, so what's the point of thinking so much? It's better to open your mind and devote yourself to life, at least you can be in a happy mood.