Chapter 43: A Lot of Joy and a Lot of Sorrow

Han Lie watched Blowing Snow leave with the newly recruited bronze-level soldiers, and when he couldn't see it, he put his gaze on the altar again. www.biquge.info At this time, except for blowing snow, the other soldiers have already returned, and they all have their own things to be busy with. Because there are only ten quick recruitment materials left, they must be used where it is most critical. In this case, it will take a while for each recruitment, and even if it is only Fukiyuki, you can guide the newcomer well.

In a sense, Han Lie was very lucky, among the more than forty soldiers recruited before, three of them were bronze-level soldiers with a rare special nature like Xiao. But what is disappointing is that the more than forty soldiers recruited before are all bronze-level soldiers!

Han Lie had suffered many blows, and he was already a little numb, so he skillfully put the resources and pressed the button. Perhaps because of my disappointment so many times, I didn't look at the top of the whirlpool for the first time, where it reads, "One hour, ten minutes, fifty seconds!" ”

Han Lie had just stretched his waist, and the moment he looked up, he saw the time on the whirlpool, and he froze there on the spot. With difficulty, he straightened his body and picked up a quick recruitment material with trembling hands. Han Lie took a deep breath before calming down a little.

From the timing of the recruitment, it can be speculated that the situation of the recruitment will be carried out this time. Generally speaking, those under twenty minutes are bronze soldiers. And if it is more than two hours, it is likely to be a silver-level soldier, and once it appears for more than eight hours, it is a gold-level soldier who can laugh at every dream!

In more than an hour, there was already a silver-level soldier. It's just that Han Lie has been running wildly on the peak of Mount Kilimanjaro for a long time (referring to the fact that black faces can't recruit soldiers above the silver level), and now he suddenly sees the dawn, and he has a trace of unreality.

Even if it is two hours, there is only a more than ninety percent chance of recruiting a silver-level soldier, and more than an hour, at best, there is only half a chance. Han Lie slowly put the quick recruitment materials in, and he wanted to close his eyes and wait for the verdict of fate. Just thinking about the soldiers who are about to come out, I hope that the recruits will be able to see their caring eyes when they come out, and insist on looking at the whirlpool.

After putting in the Quick Recruitment Materials, the time became ten seconds, and the vortex emitted a faint light, and Han Lie's mind was attracted to it.

A shawl's hair fluttered haphazardly, a bow and arrow were carried on his back, and his proud body was outlined in red tight-fitting leather armor. The moment she appeared, Han Lie's restless heart settled down, and he only felt that the whole world was beautiful!

"Silver-level soldier sincerity, report to the island owner!" Chicheng frowned and looked at his island master, his eyes a little wandering.

"Well, you're going to love it here!" Han Lie wiped his mouth in embarrassment, he was out of shape for a moment just now, and his saliva flowed out. This must have brought a bad impression to the other party! Han Yeol tried to salvage his image.

"Sincerity, right, are you an archer?" Han Lie saw the bow and arrow behind Chi Cheng's back and said from this aspect.

Chi Cheng stroked the bow and arrow, a look of love in his eyes, and then walked towards Han Lie again. "Are you my lord?" Chi Cheng said softly, the imprint on the soul can't be wrong, from the moment he walks out of the altar, his life belongs to the person in front of him.

"Arrows are invincible! Silver-level archers are sincere, please give orders from the island owner! He saluted honestly and looked at his owner.

"Well, there's no war now, so there's no need to be so formal." Han Lie sensed that Fuxue was back, and said, "Come, follow your senior first, she will arrange your accommodation and other matters." ”

Fukiyuki led Chicheng away, although Fuyuki was Chicheng's predecessor (in terms of the time of recruitment). But Fuyuki's appearance is a little stronger than that of an elementary school student.,It's just reached Chicheng's chest.。 In the future, I will have another sister, Blowing Snow secretly compared, thinking so in her heart.

When I was on the road, Blowing Snow chatted with Chicheng for a few words, mainly asking about Chicheng's strength and other conditions, and when it was not tested, only I knew best. When Fuyuki arrived at the camp with Chicheng, he had already figured out how to distribute it.

Since we will continue to recruit 100 soldiers today, a grand banquet will be prepared in the evening to welcome the newlyweds. Before that, there is a small welcome ceremony.

"Bang" small fireworks scattered, there were already a few soldiers waiting inside, and a red welcome banner hung in the middle of the legitimate, which had been used many times. Although it is a little rudimentary, such a scene has happened many times, and everyone who recruited later has experienced it, and they don't want to change their methods for the time being.

Blowing Snow led Chicheng in, wrote down the arrangements for her, said hello to Chicheng, and left. Today, the island owner has only completed less than half of the recruitment, and Blowing Snow has to go back quickly.

Chi Cheng, who stayed in the room, was picked up by the soldiers inside, and the first thing he did was to eat!

The newly recruited soldiers are all weak, and eating is the best way to replenish energy.

"Can you eat all these meals?" The soldier's food is mainly based on energy blocks, mixed with three other resources. It was cooked by a soldier who knew how to cook, and the food had improved a lot since the owner recruited the soldier who knew how to cook.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Chi Cheng smiled, and his eyes twinkled as he looked at the meals prepared to welcome all the newcomers at the several tables piled up in front of him.

Blowing Snow has returned to the owner's side, where he is resting. This time, the recruitment time was twenty-two minutes, and there was no use of quick recruitment materials.

"Bronze-level light-armored swordsman, Ding Sixty-three reports to the island owner!"

The next process was uneventful, and Han Lie fell into the hell of bronze-level soldiers again, more than a dozen times in a row, all of them were bronze-level soldiers, or ordinary ones.

Blowing Snow's face is a little strange, as long as Blowing Snow leads the new soldiers to the camp every time, and then every time he goes to the room, he will always see a figure who is buried in hardship.

From the back, even if you are eating, it should be an elegant gesture of sincerity, once you look at it from the front. Hehe, who is the one in front of you who has been chirping? Blowing Snow remembered Bell, who was also delicious. Sturt, sincerity is as good as her!

Because of sincerity, the canteen has urgently gone to cook food, and these meals are made with resources! Blowing Snow thought that even if a soldier could eat, he shouldn't be able to eat too many resources, so he let the canteen be open to supply as much as he wanted. Even if we are not rich here, we must let the soldiers be fed, otherwise how can we talk about a happy life in the future? This is the idea of the owner of the island, and the blowing snow has been carried out.

Because there are not many materials for rapid recruitment, the time for recruitment cannot be reduced, and the sky is gradually getting dark, and it is already evening.

Not far away, there was a lot of laughter, and the banquet had begun! Han Lie took a deep breath and thought for a moment, a total of ninety-nine soldiers had been recruited today. The reason why he was able to recruit so much was because most of the later stages were less than twenty minutes, so even if there were no rapid recruitment materials, it was relatively fast, but why did Han Lie's heart hurt so much?

Of the ninety-nine soldiers, eighty-nine were ordinary Bronze-class soldiers, and there were six special Bronze-class soldiers. The remaining four are all silver-level soldiers, which is also something that Han Lie is happier about (because he doesn't think that special bronze-level soldiers are rare, so he will only be happy with silver-level soldiers).

Since most of them were the time of bronze-level soldiers, there were still two more materials for quick recovery, so Han Lie planned to use them all and then go to the banquet with everyone. After a day of recruitment, both mentally and physically, I was very tired.

It's not that Han Lie didn't want to put too many resources, but he couldn't afford to consume such resources now. It's still four resources for one hundred, plus a recruitment draw. When the button was pressed, the altar instantly devoured resources and recruitment scrolls, and a vortex appeared. Han Lie looked at the time while putting the quick recruitment materials inside.

"Forty-seven minutes" was not a brilliant time, and Han Lie did not have much hope.

"Bronze-level soldier Walkland, report to the owner!"

"Good boy, come here to my sister." When I meet someone who is a little younger than myself, I like it very much. Because he knew that the owner of the island would recruit another one immediately, he waited and did not leave.

The last quick recruitment materials were put down, and what came out was an ordinary bronze-level soldier, and Blowing Snow took the two newcomers to the camp and left first.

Han Lie should go back to his room to rest first, and then go to the welcome banquet at night, but looking at the altar before leaving, he always had the idea of recruiting again.

Ten minutes, half an hour at most, Han Lie thought to himself and pressed the button. There are still a few recruitment volumes, but there is no one of the quick recruitment materials.

Blowing Snow skillfully led the newcomers to the room, it was time for the banquet, and after registering the two newcomers, he told the soldiers guarding here that today's recruitment was over. The soldiers brought the two newcomers directly to the banquet, and Fuyuki went back to his room to rest first, and followed the island owner to recruit all day, and it was he who had been running errands and arranging it.

Blowing Snow lay on the bed for a while, feeling the joyful atmosphere outside, and was also very happy. With so many newcomers added at once, it will be even more lively in the future. Thinking of this, Blowing Snow hurriedly got up, as the deputy of the island owner, he had to lead by example, and tonight's banquet was an important occasion to communicate with the newlyweds.

At this time, the number of people on Guyun Island had already exceeded two hundred, and it was not too far from three hundred. This also led to the extraordinarily lively banquet, which was far from the scene of two or three kittens and puppies.

Most of the recruits today are ordinary bronze-level soldiers, all of whom are relatively dull and a little unaccustomed to this kind of excitement. But Blowing Snow has already arranged for his predecessors to accompany him, whether it is a light-armored swordsman, a heavy-armored swordsman, or an archer or a sorcerer. There are seniors in their respective fields coming, which may be easier for newcomers to accept, and those seniors are also from the state of newcomers, so they naturally know how to deal with this kind of scene, and they also have the same topic.

"Why hasn't the owner come yet?" Fukiyuki drank a glass of juice with his companion next to him, and glanced around, but did not see the figure of the island owner.