The desolate northwest wind swept across the wasteland, and it was only past spring, but the land had completely entered the steamer age.

But at this moment, on the edge of the Emerald Ridge, a corpse has been blistered by the sun, and from time to time there are mosquitoes buzzing in front of the corpse, it is the lynx orc who has just made a noise.

In the wasteland, there may be golden hooves thrown on the ground, but there will never be a corpse wasted, and a few clever nezumi pick up the corpse and sell it.

Killings happen from time to time in the wasteland, but now the death of the bobcat orcs suddenly makes it tense.

The bobcat had just revealed the secret of a necromancer before losing his life.

It's so weird too!

Time passed minute by minute, the scorching heat of the day finally passed, the night was still not half cool, and when the creatures finally survived the slow long night, three trombone sounds suddenly came from the front of the Temple of the Dead.

Three necromancers!

The creatures suddenly remembered the moment when the banshee became a necromancer, and they were taught by Clive, and the five of them were sealed together.

Who is it now?

White-tailed monkey people!

It has a white tail and can walk upright like humans, but it has monkey hair, and most of them are active in the shrubs on the Orc Plateau.

Due to their claim that humans are their descendants, they have been ostracized by the human race for generations, which is one of the few things that the Seven Kingdoms have in common.

In every kingdom there are notices of hunting monkeys, and although the intelligence of the monkeys is not under the Forbes fox clan, they have never been able to become a large clan.

Roland has contained the entire human realm, and the monkey clan can only run to the Emerald Ridge.

But at this moment, there are actually three monkey-headed orcs who have become necromancers at the same time, which can be regarded as the second great clan to turn over in the Emerald Ridge after the Tiffin Giant Elephant.

As soon as the three monkeys came out of the Temple of the Dead, they were surrounded by lynx orcs, who came to take revenge, for the life of just an ordinary clansman.

Of course, everyone knows better that the attack that is not important is obviously the work of the monkey clan in front of them.

The necromancers of the monkey clan are naturally not afraid, they become necromancers, they can be regarded as official residents of the Emerald Ridge, and the lynx orcs are not as powerful as the monkey clan on the plateau.

"Do you want to become a necromancer, I have a book of broken mental power splitting methods, which only need ten golden hooves to teach. A monkey tribe spread directly in front of the temple.

"How dare you!", shouted the bobcat orcs, when they got this method, they were warned, although they knew that the method of dispersing mental power would become a universal commodity sooner or later, they still wanted to take advantage of this short time to let more necromancers appear in the tribe.

It is now clear that the necromancer is the elite of Emerald Ridge.

It's a pity that no matter how strong these bobcat orcs are, they can't go against so many creatures.

"Mental power is scattered, it's so simple, I didn't think of it before. ”

"The Typhin Giant Elephant race is so evil that it has long been rumored that we can all become necromancers. ”

"My ten golden hooves!", a completely happy tone, as long as you become a necromancer, you can get a magic crystal coin, and one magic crystal coin is simply a golden mountain compared to ten golden hooves.

Everyone is eager to carry out the necromancer identification, but there is no way, even if they know the method, they need to practice together, as long as the spiritual power is constantly dispersed, they can reach the level.

Perhaps stimulated by the monkey race, another method of spiritual growth has also begun to be sold, which is very simple to achieve spiritual growth through continuous mental stimulation.

The price is a bit higher than that of the monkey family, about fifty golden hooves.

The necromancer's cultivation books were suddenly worthless, and one by one was pouring out.

"How do necromancers practice. ”

"Necromancer Cultivation Experience from Failure to Success!"

"Become a necromancer with me!"

The appearance of these texts is like rain, which makes the living beings unable to react at all, and the day before the word was more expensive than gold, now it has become a rain all over the world.

These texts are not falsified, and each publisher is a necromancer recognized by the Temple of the Dead.

There was a lot of commotion in the wasteland, but at this moment, at the Muhammad transit station, Li Zhenshu hadn't dealt with any things in the wasteland for three days.

It's a cave buried deep underground!

In the burrow, a reddish-brown flax-copper warhead was held tightly in the air by a white bone arm, and behind it was a syringe-like gunpowder injection machine.

"Don't get distracted, take control of your undead machine, Clive, and think of every part as a skeleton. Li Zhen's harsh voice echoed in the cave.

In this ever-growing cavern, a full fifty creatures gathered, each with an undead machine in front of them.

The undead polisher, the white bone cold platen, the white bone curl, the white bone stirrer, the mixer, a whole fifty units, the appearance is completely different, but the structure is all white bone.

"Do what you have to do and recite the Code of the Dead when you're nervous. ”

Three days!

For three whole days in this sealed hole, from the ordinary surface heat treatment to cold working to polishing, from failure to continuation, continuation and failure, failure and failure.

No one closed their eyes, and the mental consumption was extremely terrifying, to be exact, the most consumed was Li Zhenzhen's spiritual power, fifty people, and Li Zhenzhen's spiritual power were firmly tied together.

In the center of the cave, the three skeletons firmly hold the bullet casings firmly in the most stable triangular posture, and now the most critical step, ammunition injection.

Inject freshly mixed smoke ammunition into the eggshell!

The injection is complicated, and the hardest part is that the bullet is too small, the machine is too big, but everything needs to be done by the machine.

There have been more than seventy failures.

Li Zhen trembled with sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know how many times he had done it.

Without the drawings for the production of the bullet, the bullet could not have been made at all.

In the center of the cave, there are two bullets, Li Zhenshu has to try again, even if he fails many times, there is no fluctuation in his heart, maybe he is naturally suitable for this kind of alchemy industry, the more nervous he is, the calmer his heart is.

He alone can't be calm, fifty people have to be completely synchronized with him.

At this moment, even those who possessed the spiritual cultivation of the Undead Monarch level were exhausted, not to mention these ordinary beings, this was the most difficult time.

If you stick to it, you may succeed, and if you give up, you will give up.

Tuffin Elephant Cliff's potential exceeded his expectations, he was worthy of being the first to become a necromancer, and now he can perfectly control more than 15,000 components, and the construction of the ammo syringe in front of him is about 16,000, which is a bit overrun.

This action was originally completed by Li Zhenzhen himself, but now Lao Li unceremoniously handed it over.

It's a crucial step, but Lee can afford to fail, and the newcomers must be given a chance to work out, and once Clive succeeds, the confidence of the others will stabilize.

As long as he can go this far, he can be regarded as a qualified undead mechanical master.

The progress of the undead industry cannot rely on Lao Li alone, what is needed is countless masters to promote the development of this territory.

The more critical the moment, the faster the progress.

Each of the fifty creatures in front of him is challenging his own impossibility.

"Yes, slowly control the insertion, precise, remember our purpose, you must be precise, sink the mental power in the bones, be steady, imagine that the bones are your arms, yes, very good, hold on. ”

In the cave, there was only Li Zhenshu's voice, but now everyone's eyes were wide open, staring at Clive, and now they had forgotten what nervousness was.

"Okay, the injection is done. ”

It worked!

More than 70 failed injections and succeeded!

But there was no trace of a smile on Li Zhenshu's face, and it seemed that he had just completed the simplest operation, and shouted directly to the other person, "Seventh, it's your turn, start injecting explosive powder into the bullets." ”

There was no time to celebrate at all, the first successful injection was only the faintest and first small part of the refining relief.

Another needle-like machine began to slowly approach the bullet, everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly manner, and every time there was a hint of trembling, Li Zhenshuo said a word.

Perhaps it was this kind of mandatory order that became the topic that these necromancers on the Emerald Ridge could best express in the future.

Succeed!

The necromancer who controlled the undead machinery wanted to cheer happily, but Li Zhenshu's words directly pressed him.

"Next, rose essential oil injection, Banshee 19, no problem. ”

"No problem!", one of the banshees said loudly, but her voice was visibly shaking.

"Let's get started!"

The three-step injection is complete, which is considered to be the official release of the explosive flame into the cartridge case, but it is now only a third of the way through, and now it is necessary to install the ejector pin that activates the entire bullet.

It's a very delicate job, and if you make the slightest mistake, you have to start all over again.

"Don't be nervous!", Li Zhen said loudly to everyone.

But everyone was nervous, and if they didn't succeed, they might be able to let go, but now the three of them in a row have successfully completed it. The more this happens, the more I feel that I can't fail.