Lan Wu fainted again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wind swept him high in the air, rolling him to the ground, and his stomach was churning. When people were still in the air, they couldn't help but vomit all the overnight meals.

Fortunately, although Tagio's methods were a little rougher, he was quite good-hearted. The wind swept Lan Wu, who was full of meat and vegetables, and sent him back to the ground safely and steadily.

"I ...... "Lan Wu was lying on the hot sand, just wanted to vent his scolding, but he didn't want his stomach to churn again, and he lay on the ground again and vomited a little gastric juice....... I vomited at high altitude for a long time, and there was nothing left in my stomach.

Finally recovering, Lan Wu lay on the sand with a pale face, looking up at the blue sky with blank eyes. This toss cost him most of his life. Suddenly, he only felt darkness in front of him, and vaguely saw a figure walking in front of him.

"God...... Benefactor? ”

Lan Wu was first shocked when he heard this familiar exclamation, and then he was happy. He remembered Tag'o's last-minute words to send him directly to the distant oasis. If this is a distant oasis and you hear a familiar voice, then this person is probably only the former mercenary leader Grez.

"You're Grez?" Although Lan Wu was still dizzy and couldn't see the scenery in front of him clearly, he still jumped up in surprise. It's just that I subconsciously forgot the honorific title.

"It's me." Grace was equally excited to see Lan Wu, a miracle-winning benefactor.

At this time, Lan Wu also regained his sight. Seeing Grez's weather-beaten face and his fully armed outfit, he smiled dumbly, "Lord Greze, are you hunting?" ”

"Of course not." Grez laughed and said with a proud smile: "This is a distant oasis. As long as you are willing to put your mind to it, there will be no shortage of food and water. I'm patrolling the neighborhood to keep those damn demons from sneaking up on our camp. ”

"You're amazing." Lan Wu laughed and stepped forward to give Grace a warm hug. If you can find Grez, everything will no longer be a problem.

"Come with me, and tell me about the situation when you get to safety." After all, Grez was old and serious, and immediately walked ahead to lead the way.

The two of them walked all the way, walking for nearly twenty miles, and only stopped in the evening. Before Grez could remind, Lan Wu had already stepped forward to inject mana into the four broken stone statues that looked like ordinary stone pillars. Soon, a portal appeared in the middle of the four stone statues.

"I forgot that you and Gross discovered this place in the first place." Grez smiled and walked into the portal first. It's a rule he makes. There are a lot of mercenaries near the portal of the underground temple. If you find out that it is a stranger, they will attack it in groups. A large number of demons cannot be dealt with, but it is enough to work together against one or several demons. He had to go down and give a notice first, so that those mercenaries under him would not accidentally injure Lan Wu.

Returning to his hometown, Lan Wu looked up and looked around, not very emotional. Years have passed in a flash. The Raven Order, which was a headache for Lugoin and Rog's camp, has been wiped out. I'm afraid that the only thing left is such a former nest. Nothing has changed.

"Haven't Gross and Lord Varif arrived yet?" Lan Wu looked around and asked casually.

"Gross is still alive too?" Grace was suddenly pleasantly surprised, stepped forward and grabbed Lan Wu's shoulder, his eyes were red: "Thank you for the blessing of the gods, he is still alive." ”

"He can't die." Lan Wu shook his shoulder and broke free of Grace's big hand, which surprised the latter. He had the impression that the benefactor didn't have that much strength.

Lan Wu smiled, didn't explain, and directly changed the topic and asked, "How many people are left here?" ”

Grez's expression quickly darkened when he heard this. He laughed to himself, shook his head, and said, "There are only one hundred and twelve mercenaries and fifty-three civilians left. There were no old people, no women, and no children. That's all the numbers we have. ”

"Let them all come. I can make everyone a professional. Lan Wu laughed and motioned for Grace to hurry up and gather his men. The situation here is dire, but it is a very desirable outcome.

Without the drag of the elderly, children, and women, as long as everyone is turned into professionals, everyone can gather their strength to fight their way out of the encirclement and go to the paradise of New Tristram. The only thing that needs to be done is for Akara to check and filter it, find out the ones who are prone to breeding ambitions, and try to find a leader to send to death, so as to nip the hidden dangers in the bud. It would take at least a little over a month to complete the transfer and almost a month to arrive in New Tristram. After two months, it is almost time for careerists who have suddenly gained strength to breed ambitions. It is fitting for Akara to "see" the ambitions of such people.

One hundred and sixty-five survivors were quickly summoned by Grace to the temple, which could hold thousands of people. When they learned that they could become professionals, they all cried tears of joy. The biggest problem that has plagued them so far is the lack of strength.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is underground, it would be a nest of dark crows. At the beginning, the dark crows did not strengthen this nest. Not to mention impregnable, at least it can block the senses of some demons with keen senses, and resist demonic creatures such as sandworms that can move underground.

Lan Wu wasted no time, and once again began to condense the power seeds as he had done in New Tristram. However, this time he kept an eye on it, and did not ask the survivors what kind of power they loved, all of them were Holy Cult Soldiers or Warrior Monks. If the original rebellion had happened three years later, giving the rebels all the new classes, then even Skeletron might not have been able to quell the rebellion in a short period of time.

Although the Holy Cult Army and the Warrior Monk are equally powerful, they are both power-based professions after all, and their agility is not as good as that of a witch hunter, and they are not as weird as a witch doctor, nor do they have a wide range of magic skills of a magician. Even the strength is slightly inferior to the improved Barbarian, which has been strengthened on the basis of the Barbarian.

In the middle of the night, the last mercenary accepted the power seed and began to concentrate on fusion. And Lan Wu was so tired and dizzy again that he couldn't even stand steadily. He was tired and hungry, so he hastily nibbled on some dry and hard bread, dealt with it with cold water, and then threw himself on the bed under the arrangement of Gretz, and fell asleep.

In the days that followed, Lan Wu wholeheartedly restored his consumed soul, and didn't care about the integration of the mercenaries and civilians under Grace's hands, and only stayed in the room to recuperate.

All the mercenaries and civilians who had received the Power Seed also cherished this opportunity to increase their strength, and it went quite well. In less than a month, ninety percent of the people have successfully fused the power seed and become professionals. The remaining dozen or so people are also about to merge successfully.

At this time, Grace brought back the dusty Gross and Varif at noon one day. (To be continued.) )