The red sun obviously didn't want to cover the wasteland quickly, so it slowly hid behind the clouds.

Before he could react, the rapidly rising heat was already raging on the wasteland.

In addition to food, the terrifying temperature difference between day and night is enough to take the lives of ordinary creatures.

Of course, the Holy Orders slept comfortably, and every room was filled with volcanic ash and broken ice from the ice fields between the bones.

The highland milk of the beast tribe is paired with refined grain bread refined by the human race, plus a little imported long-whiskered shrimp paste, and some crab juice with milk huáng sè.

"Hey, Lee!"

"Emerald Lord!"

Whether they knew each other or didn't know each other, they all said hello politely.

If outsiders see it, I'm afraid they will be scared to death, an old man walking around at will, an ice crane, are all real holy orders, demons, sea demons, such races sit at the same table and talk and laugh.

The Lord of Stormwind and Councilor Smai had a great conversation!

"Boss, Redbeard and they're ready!", William said humbly, he used to be a high prince, but now he finally understood what a lord was.

There is no shortage of Holy Orders in the Ice Kingdom, on the contrary, William has many opportunities to deal with Holy Orders.

But there has never been such freedom as now, let alone such an ordinary side of the Holy Order.

Those high-ranking big men are like commoners, eating, drinking and merrymaking.

Occasionally, he would be able to exchange a few words with the demons, talk to the sea devils about the gods and demons in the ocean, and ask the ice crane for the mysteries of the sky.

Who would have thought that the master of this place is only a dark human!

"What preparations?", Li Zhen asked inexplicably.

"The distribution of forces!", William was also very inexplicable, otherwise what were so many bandit leaders coming over at the same time, even Smai City and Stormwind City came over at the same time along with the chief of the Ice Plains Tribe.

The big cake of the Great Agate Wasteland needs to be re-cut.

The difference is that now the initiative is completely in the hands of Emerald Ridge.

In the private room on the fourth floor, thirteen robbers secretly sat together on the periphery of the round table.

When Li Zhenshu just came in, everyone stood up at the same time.

"Sit, sit, what are you doing so nervously, feel free, William, give you a cup of hot tea!", I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Lao Li's position was at the top.

The steaming of the teacup is rising, and if a person dares to speak, no one wants to provoke this head.

"You want to come and see if you can get tens of thousands of golden hooves in the future!", Li Zhen said straight to the point, "If this is the case, there is no need to talk about it!"

"What, Jade Lord, do you want to erase it, don't think that if you recruit a Holy Order, you will be the boss in the wasteland!", a goat cried in the distance, he is the leader of the Lamb Bandit Clan, don't look at the name, but it is the most populous bandit tribe.

For the prisoners and robbers of the wasteland, he does not refuse to come.

In terms of numbers, it is directly ranked first, and it is better at management, and with its terrifying numbers, it firmly controls the most fertile areas of the lower Onyx.

"The head of the goat is so unconfident?", Li Zhen said with a shudder, he was one of the supporters of the Holy Order at this party.

"What am I afraid of, who dares to come to my territory, I can't see him gnawed alive, Li Zhenshudder, say a word of conscience, how about the transfer station we managed this year!"

Lao Li took a sip of hot tea, "The matter of conscience is not something we talk about, to be honest, the management of the lamb tribe is very good, the accident rate is low, and the tunnel repair is timely!"

The Lamb tribe is large in number, but there are not many forces at the top, and they rely on the Agate River to do the business of drinking pi fā.

Sometimes robbed merchant ships on the Onyx River.

There are very few means to get money, and I can't take care of food and clothing.

Since the division of the wasteland instigated by Lao Li, it is very much in the interests of the Lamb robber tribe.

robbery, they have few means, and the drinking water business cannot be sold into the interior of the wasteland.

But it's much easier to protect a piece of territory.

Controlling the territory can get tens of thousands of golden hooves every month, and this kind of trade is cost-effective for the most populous and lowest-strength lamb tribes.

And they can also use the underground high-speed tunnel to get drinking water out of the pǔ fā, which is many times better than the previous embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" asked the lamb leader, unconvinced.

"I'm not interesting?", Li Zhenshu smiled faintly, "The wasteland belongs to everyone, not me, Li Zhenshu, alone!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately became nervous, Lao Li said simply, but in the ears of these people, it completely meant two things.

He was the first to become a wasteland.

The leader of the goat robbers slapped the table and pointed at Li Zhenshu, "If you want to devour my territory, I want to burst his teeth down!"

"That's it, I'll see who has that wrist!", echoed another black knight with no Holy Rank background.

The others did not speak, and the situation was clear.

Now it is relying on strength to ask for territory, and it is not a matter of hiding it at all, Li Zhenshu, a dark human being, looks simple, and he can't bear it at all.

The pattern of heroes in the wasteland, how many lives have died, the culprit must be counted on this person.

This year, all the dead bodies in the wasteland were bought by this dark human.

Can a necromancer, without the aid of a corpse, become a powerful necromancer!

"I already knew, Li Zhenshu, you have already taken a fancy to our lamb robbers, I have gathered the scattered population, impacted your business of collecting corpses, and wanted to cut me!"

"That is, our wasteland is the slaughterhouse of this necromancer, and sooner or later we will all be devoured by this dark human!"

"Simply ban Emerald Ridge, and the wasteland is still under our own control!"

Li Zhen smiled tremblingly, worthy of being a robber, without a little conscience!

If it weren't for Lao Tzu, would the order in the wasteland be stable now, and would there be so many merchants?

In the past, the merchants of the human race and the beast tribe called the wasteland a wasteland, and every time they crossed the wasteland, they were terrified.

What now!

They are relieved to do business boldly, and I will be paid openly.

The earned golden hooves will also be shared!

Now it's all up to me.

Redbeard didn't speak, the Volcano Imp didn't speak, and Bolangsha Flamingo was silent, apparently all of them agreeing with the goat bandits' theory.

Li Zhen clapped his hands, "Yes, Lao Tzu is going to swallow you, what's the matter!", the voice was cold enough to freeze people to death, and the sound of slapping the table was louder than that of goat robbers, "I will give 50,000 golden hooves to destroy the lamb tribe, which one will take the order!"

Everyone was suddenly shocked, at the bandit gathering last year, Li Zhenshu relied on eight hundred golden hooves to kill a void bug.

The murderer was still sitting at the round table, a dwarf named Ash, with the brilliant shadow elf shā shou under his hand.

Li Zhenshu wanted to use the same means again, and as soon as he made a move, it was 50,000 golden hooves!

There is no doubt about Li Zhenshu's worth, and now Jade Ridge is very rich!

The leader of the goat robbers was on guard, quickly pulled out his scythe, and clung to the corner.

Fifty thousand golden hooves is definitely a sky-high price, and a bandit tribe can't destroy them, but the combination of the two and three is more than enough.

He wasn't worth the price at all, he knew it!

The dwarf is on his feet!

He had a smile on his face!

The leader of the goat robbers sweated his palms and swept his eyes.

The shadow elf's talent hidden in the shadows was not perceptible at all, and he suspected that shā shou's dagger seemed to be attached to the back of his neck.

Large beads of sweat fell down, and even the sound of death at the end of life was heard.

"Okay!", Li Zhenshu broke the terrifying silence, "This year has cooperated well with all of you, let me declare, my attitude has not changed, the matter of tunnel division, as long as Jade Ridge exists for one day, it will be divided according to the ratio of 433, I don't care about anything on the wasteland, I only care about the transfer station, whoever can ensure the safety of the transfer station can take the golden hoof from my hand!"

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at the corner of the wall, "As for whether I have the question of annexing you, I don't think there is any need to worry, Emerald Ridge will not form an army, let alone invade you at will, this wasteland is very large, and it can feed us!"

The leader of the goat robbers took a look, "You really didn't plan to destroy me?"

"I'm not interested in ordinary corpses, Emerald Ridge has its own suppliers, as for you, I have a piece of advice, it's best to ask a Holy Order existence to back it up, I don't exclude, a bandit tribe controls two transit stations at the same time!"

Li Zhenshu's words seemed like a joke, but it made the minds of these robbers come alive immediately, indeed, why can't they get a double harvest!