Zhu Liu felt that he couldn't be pitted by the orcs, and he doubted his IQ anymore, and thought of a vicious plan that had appeared in history: "If it's a warrior who cut off his thumb, there's no need to redeem it, leave it to the Flying Fish Tribe for the New Year." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The heart of the army, the heart of the people, the fat man doesn't need those things, for the time being, the main force of the Golden Retriever Beastmaster is not orcs, but wolves." Among the orc clans whose strength is respected, strong represents the military spirit, and those like brutality and selfishness are all minor problems and harmless.

"Cut off your thumb, this kind of thing can only be done by despicable humans, and we orcs will never do it."

Zhu Liu laughed and didn't blush: "Welcome back our heroic warriors, forgot to ask, how many?" ”

"Thirteen."

Zhu Liu covered his heart, mourning more than his heart died: "Shaman, immediately organize the redemption of our warriors, food is impossible, weapons are impossible, slaves can be considered, just use jewelry." Those useless things can redeem the warriors, why not. ”

"My king has mercy." The shaman retreated excitedly.

"Tell the Flying Fish tribe that we admit defeat and redeem the warriors, and we will leave immediately and move out of this place." Zhu Liu failed, he was not sad at all, but laughed evilly, the land that the fat master abandoned, you orcs dare to eat it, you are not afraid of being poisoned.

After learning about the history, he has discovered the Achilles heel of the orc race, although it seems that the Flying Fish tribe is very strong at the moment, Zhu Liu is full of confidence, and it will not be long before the entire Flying Fish tribe is his, and the totem divine soldier is also his.

"We're there, call it a strategic retreat."

Zhu Liu pondered how to dismantle the Flying Fish Tribe, and a bright light emitted from his wrist, and circles of light radiated out and condensed into a three-dimensional projection, but it was Liu Zhong's unbeaten face.

"Brother Zhu Liu, I have encountered difficulties, and there is a serious shortage of funds." During the projection dialogue, Liu Zhong's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, pouring bitter water.

"I've only brought in 300 tons of beef, and I don't have enough here." Zhu Liu is also worried, according to his estimates, a ton of beef is only eaten by an orc for a year, and the number of orcs here is more than a thousand, counting the human being more than five thousand, these grains can last for a month at most.

"Big brother, we exchange it from the Imperial City, one ton of beef jerky is one hundred gold coins, three hundred tons is thirty thousand gold coins, and then calculate the freight, you also know that after the opening of the dream forum, real currency is depreciating rapidly every day, and only gold coins are collected. Our 60,000 gold coins are gone. Moreover, during this time, there was a gold shortage, and gold coins could not be collected at all. A turtle named Eugene added to my blockage, and forcibly raised the price of the trading position to three gold coins. ”

Zhu Liu was silent for a moment, Liu Zhong had just obtained the position of the leader of the Money Gang, his status was unstable, and it was already remarkable that he could achieve the current level. It's also at the limit of his ability: "I'll figure out how many trading positions you have now." ”

"There are only a thousand left, and those positions of three gold coins are completely cheating, whoever likes to use them."

"Okay, I'll keep a thousand positions, and I'll solve the gold problem."

Zhu Liu turned off the projection, he has a blessed land, a steady stream of divine grass, with which he can get rich and obtain wealth that others can't imagine, this is a hypothesis, at this time;

Liu Zhong, Zhang Xuan, and Eugene intrigue openly and secretly, bringing butterfly reactions, the real-world currency counterattack, the market of the forum was a mess, people were panicked, the price of gold coins soared to the sky, in the economic storm, no one dared to rush into the water, and selling Shencao may not be able to get enough gold coins.

The key to the strategy of the Orc Empire is to race against time, and the core is to have plenty of food. Without food, everything is empty talk, and the position of the orc king will be ethereal with Zhu Liu's hopes.

There is no room for error.

There are solutions, but they ...... Zhu Liu sighed and entered a number, a number buried deep in his heart and unwilling to use.

The projection appeared, a lean middle-aged man with a faint smile.

"Camp Commander Zhu, I've been waiting for you for half a month with this number. When you wake up early and hear the cuckoo calling, you know that there is a happy event, and sure enough, it happens. ”

"Chief Feng, you look good."

"Oh, yes. Where have you been during this time, everyone is very concerned about you. Huo Yan's kid has an accident, and the Einsatzgruppen needs you to lead them. The last time you made meritorious service, the reward given to you came down, and you were promoted to the rank of major, and twice for special merit. You're not yet twenty years old, and you have a bright future. ”

"Stop, Lao Feng, don't pour me ecstasy soup first, I've already resigned; I'm here today to make a deal. ”

"Deal, okay; You say, what deal? ”

"Don't we have a blessed land, is Chief Feng interested in adding a gadget to it?"

"Haha, gadgets?"

"Altar." The light curtain shows the shape of the altar, as well as rows of textual messages.

"Functional buildings, which can be used for prayer, sacrifice, sacrifice, and baptism, can be built to directly obtain 2,000 blessed land points." When Zhu Liu conquers a tribe, he will have one more empty altar in his hand, and now there are five. The main god's recovery price was one hundred gold coins, and he felt that this thing was not so worthless, so he kept it all.

"Two thousand blessed land points?" The lean man was immediately tempted, during this time, in order to upgrade the blessed land, he tried his best, and after a few rounds of harvesting, the number of blessed land points was two hundred.

Originally, there were only nine grids in the blessed land of No. 0088, but I managed to exchange some space crystals, and it also grew to twenty-six grids, and Heping Island did not have the blessing of ten times the time, and only three months had passed, and only two stubbles could be harvested.

The planting inside is all high-quality products, and the points added are also the most. to achieve such an effect.

Three years have passed in Zhu Liu's blessed land, and there are ninety-nine grids, which is only eight hundred points.

Like Bloodroot Grass, Silver Thread Grass, etc., harvesting once only has 0.1 points or 0.2 points.

It seems that two hundred points, but the resources consumed are massive.

Regardless of the rest, the good thing of increasing 2,000 points must not be let go.

"Battalion Commander Zhu; I need some pests here, do you have any surplus? ”

The blessed land space is a device that absorbs those chaotic divine powers and transforms them into spiritual energy, and planting spiritual grass will absorb the chaotic divine power.

In the process, there is some condensed malice, which cannot be digested. Shi Tang had also been prepared for a long time, and implanted the law in the blessed land space, and the indigestible malice was reincarnated as a pest and destroyed the growth of the spirit grass.

The so-called pests, to put it bluntly, are malicious crystallizations.

"Yes, I have ninety-two pests here, and in the past few days, I have planted Jingyuan grass, and more pests have appeared, and I have caught more than a dozen, and there are one hundred and seven. Chief Feng, what do you want to do with pests? Do you want to eat it baked? ”

"You don't know what pests do, you don't know what's good, you don't know what's best." The thin middle-aged man muttered, and then laughed.