"Ahem, cough~" The figure in black leather armor coughed, accompanied by scarlet blood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's a ruptured internal organs." His companion said, looking at his wounds. "It's good that it's not poisonous."

"I didn't expect him to be so powerful." The figure smiled bitterly,

"Prepare to go back and be punished." The companion glanced at his pale face. "Our mission has a clear requirement that we must not fight Van Cleef!"

"What do you tell me to do in that situation? He's got three guards! "The figure's voice is no longer hoarse, and it sounds young." I'm going to run and I'm going to die in an instant! ”

His companion looked at him and agreed with him.

"If it weren't for the detailed map we had here, we wouldn't be able to walk any of us today!" The companion took off his hood, and his long blond hair fell freely. "Take off your clothes, we have to disguise ourselves, otherwise we won't be able to get out of Yuexi Town!"

"My wound will smell bloody, you better go by yourself." The figure looked around. "We can't outrun the gnolls." The Gnolls could smell the blood on him from a thousand yards away, and they would be chasing him in less than ten minutes. "You should know our rules."

"I'm in charge of this mission, and I'm in charge." The companion stopped talking nonsense, and directly took off the black leather armor, and the black lining made the figure cough dryly and turn his head.

"What about my wounds?"

"We have a way to deal with hounds, what do you think the previous preparations were for?!" The companion took out a linen garment from the space bag and put it on herself, and she misplaced some ash on the ground, and smeared it with water on her hair and face, and in a few moments, her long golden hair became obscure and dark.

"How can I disguise myself like this?" The figure looked at his wound, which was still bleeding slightly.

"Don't move." His companion pulled out a dagger and cut the entire leather armor around his waist along the wound, which had been turned open like a baby's open mouth and spat scarlet blood.

"I'm going to seal the wound first, and the paladin will treat it for you when I get back." Her companion took out the flint and lit her leather armor, and she roasted the dagger on the smoky fire, and put away the cloak, which was the most expensive piece of equipment in her body.

"Hey, you're not really going to do that, are you!" The figure stared at the fire. "If I don't go back like that, I'll bleed to death!"

"That's better than dying now!" His companion spun around sharply and pressed the dagger against his wound.

The cry of "Ah----hhhh

"Alright." His companion raised his dagger, and the wound was sealed together like blackened skin. "There's no time, let's go." She picked up the figure and walked out of the room quickly.

Outside the room was a tattered carriage with ----- cart of feces on it.

"Damn, I didn't expect to use this." The wagon was prepared before the mission, and the man in charge of cleaning up the manure for the Brotherhood of Defia had been bought for five gold coins, and he didn't know where to go.

"Take it." The companion pulled out a hermetic helmet from the space bag, a diving device made by the 'Research Department' for the intelligence department, a very simple device, which looked like a large metal coconut with a few strange copper pipes on the outside.

"Whew~" The figure sighed helplessly and put on his helmet.

The companion looked left and right, and with a slight force, sent the figure into the carriage, and the figure looked at the toilet bowl with feces, gritted his teeth and jumped down.

"May the Light bless you!" The companion sighed, closed the toilet seat, and prayed in his heart that the boy would not die from the wound infection caused by soaking in feces.

The old horse walked slowly, and his companion finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the eyeliner of Defia along the way was accustomed to the carriage, and should not arouse suspicion.

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"There aren't so many people here, can you help us find a vacant land? I need to set up a temporary settlement. Redpass said helplessly as he looked at the crowded Sentinel Ridge outside the watchtower.

"What the hell are you going to do?!" Grian asked, frowning. "In just a few days, you've recruited almost the entire outcasts of the Western Wilderness here!"

"Didn't I say that? Give them a new life. Redpass turned and shrugged.

"You're pumping the blood of the Wild West!" Without population, what if the Wild West is regained? Who will grow the land? Who will raise livestock? Grian is not a fool!

"We have the king's consent." Redpass was once again the legal document that had been read to the madface countless times.

"Dog!" Grian suddenly became a little furious. "The king has abandoned this place! We will not recognize this agreement! ”

"Don't you think that's good?" Redpass didn't care to put away the papers. "We gave them food and jobs that they could support themselves."

"What about the Wild West?"

"We're not going to drain it all here, we just need half the population."

"Half." Grian sneered. "Do you know how many people are there?"

"According to preliminary statistics, there are about sixteen,000 people, including those of the Brotherhood of Defia." Redpass said. "There are very few left." For Stratholme, it is far from being reached. "I know what you're worried about, don't worry, your king will have a way."

"If he had a way, he wouldn't have abandoned his people in the first place!"

"I don't comment on this, but there is a way." Redpass pulled out a drawing and handed it to Grian. "With the latest agricultural machinery researched by Dawn Light, you don't even need half of the population to restore the entire Wild West to its former state, or even better!"

Grian took the drawing and looked at it suspiciously.

"I don't understand." Grian handed back the drawing.

"Uh~" Redpass withdrew the drawings and shook his head helplessly. "This machine can plow 10 to 15 acres of land in an hour, and the supporting device allows it to plow the land and sow and harvest at the same time."

"Snort~" Grian smiled disdainfully. "Do you think you have such a machine?" The western wilderness is full of harvesting golems, and the three of them harvest one acre of land a day.

"Samples will arrive tomorrow, so you can see for yourself."

"I will!" Grian looked out the window, and the faces of those people were just as confused about the future as he was.

Redpass smiled and walked out of the watchtower, he had too much to do. (To be continued.) )