Chapter 77: Fire Hazard, Seeing the Flesh-and-Blood Trees Again, Logging

Jier broadly categorized these Church Priests who followed along as the medical personnel of the team. He would not let them intervene in ordinary battles to save the Divine Power of the few Priests, and their primary task was to treat the injured Warriors after the fighting.

Of course, they were also capable of relieving the Warriors' combat stress, recounting the great power of the gods, and guiding the Warriors to calm their minds.

And if a situation arose where the entire team was wiped out, these Priests could also erupt with powerful strength to support everyone's retreat. Especially since Jier did not require them to release Battle Divine Art during normal combat, even though these powerful Divine Arts could significantly boost the Warriors' combat effectiveness.

The entire caravan drove rapidly across the undulating wilderness; the large swaths of abandoned farmland outside the Cunzi had already been left behind, and from this point on, Jier's caravan was traveling on the wilderness without roads.

Unlike the wilderness in general impressions that is full of blooming flowers and lush wild grasses and flowers, this year, because there was not a single drop of rain, everything was a dry, earthy yellow, unless near the streams flowing out from the mountains.

The struggling wild flowers and grasses drooped, either half-dead or already withered under the sun that had been scorching them day after day recently.

When the carriage wheels rolled over these withered plants, the sound they made was the crisp sound that only dry plants could produce.

"This level of drought, hmm, is extremely easy to trigger a fire!"

Jier noticed this point, his expression changed, and he kept this important situation in his mind, staying alert at all times. After all, for a team like his, it was a very difficult thing for anyone to want to crush them head-on by force.

His personnel all rode in carriages that could move quickly in open areas, so even if they faced enemies several times their number, they could run away if they couldn't win and continue the fight. Therefore, only some large-scale natural disasters could accidentally crush his team.

And now, the withered plants on this vast wilderness were a natural disaster that could potentially trigger a large-scale fire.

Therefore, in this situation, the use of fire in the Yingdi had to be very careful, and the fire lighting at night also had to be cautious. He only hoped now that the Shulin was not like the surrounding wilderness; if the Shulin to the Bei Mian was also in a state where a forest fire could easily break out, then Jier would have to change his combat plan.

Since the entire caravan was either riding horses or riding in carriages, the entire team moved very fast, and before noon, they had already arrived at the predetermined edge of the Shulin.

The terrain ahead rose, and the scattered trees on the wilderness began to spread and connect into a patch in front. Although the carriages could still move forward for a distance, it was very strenuous.

So Jier called a halt to the entire caravan, looked left and right, and selected a somewhat special edge of the Shulin to establish a supply Yingdi there.

What is meant by a somewhat special Shulin?

The Warriors who got off the carriages to stretch their limbs soon found out.

They saw that some of the trees at the edge of the Shulin had been artificially smeared with a large amount of dried Human Viscera on the bark; these bloody, messy things were evenly smeared on the tree trunks, being bitten by flies like a swarm of bees.

But those flies were also doing useless work; whether it was their biting and feeding, or laying eggs to hatch maggots, it was not very effective. Because the weather was dry and hot, this batch of trees closest to the edge of the Shulin could also easily be reached by sunlight.

Therefore, the large amount of Viscera smeared on these trees had actually long since dried out completely. Even because it was too dry, many flies were stuck to the Viscera on the surface of these trees, and in the process, these flies were also roasted dry.

"Ugh—"

"What is this? What is this!"

A Warrior who saw this scene for the first time vomited in disgust.

Their faces were pale, they looked at the surfaces of these terrifying trees a few times, and then they couldn't help but vomit; as a result, not believing it, they looked up again after vomiting a few times.

As a result, they vomited again.

Because everyone was not stupid, just the large amount of Viscera smeared on the hundreds of trees in front of them would require at least the Viscera of several dozen Humans added together to have that much.

Just thinking about the scene of dozens of people's Viscera being gouged out in their minds made many people's faces look very ugly.

Jier sniffed, and found that these things had no strange smell, indicating that it had been at least a few days since the Monsters had done it.

He jumped off his horse and found that there were clearly a large number of footprints entering and exiting the ground around these tree trunks that had been smeared with Human Viscera.

But there were not only Human footprints.

Jier raised his eyebrows, his expression becoming grave: "It seems that the next battle will have some new interesting challenges? Just right, I haven't had much passion for killing Monsters lately, it's not bad to have something new."

Jier informed the others of his new discovery; some Warriors were excited and some were sorrowful, but generally, they were not very happy, because most people could only deal with one ordinary Parasitic Vine Monster one-on-one, and they had to invite three or five friends to crusade against the flowering Monsters together, and as a result, they hadn't even settled the flowering Monsters yet, and these damn Parasitic Vine Monsters had created a new problem for them.

Many people cursed angrily.

Only Jier and a few others chuckled, feeling that the new enemies were a pleasant surprise to them.

"Don't just stand there, there are a large number of traces of Monsters entering and exiting here, which means they often enter and exit the Shulin from here. I don't care why they chose to enter and exit here, anyway, cut down these disgusting trees for me! Those with great strength, twenty of you come here! Come over to the side of the carriage and collect the logging axes yourselves!"

Jier stood on the carriage, shouting and directing.

"Remember, you cannot go deep into the Shulin, you cannot act alone, you cannot go up to fight as soon as you see an enemy; first shout to warn others, and then gather enough people to solve the Parasitic Vine Monster that pops up!"

"Besides those logging, I also want twenty people to come over and collect shovels! We are on dry and loose ground under our feet, this won't do, shovel it all away, shovel away all these flammable dry debris! Clear out a piece of clean, non-flammable soil ground!"

"In addition, when setting up a campfire in the supply Yingdi, you must keep the campfire at a distance from flammable items outside! At least one person must watch those damn flames at all times, and not let a single spark float outside the Yingdi!"

Jier made a face of a raging fire: "I don't want to look up and see that we are surrounded by a big fire. By then, don't let those Monsters fail to kill us, but instead be burned to death by the big fire in the Shulin. That kind of stupid way of dying, I don't accept."

The crowd burst into laughter, and when everyone was choosing tools, they scrambled for the Iron Shovels; obviously, they would rather work harder to shovel the ground and clear out the space to build the Yingdi than get close to those trees that looked disgusting.

There was no other way, so Jier had to do it himself, carrying the Yueshui Skull Two-Handed Axe, and led the eleven or twelve Warriors who volunteered to log toward the nearby Shulin with big strides.

As soon as they approached, they stirred up a large number of flies attracted by the flesh and blood on these trees; this scene made everyone retreat a few steps in fear, and Jier was also disgusted to the point of being unable to stand it. He subconsciously wanted to throw the axe in his hand forward, but then he thought, the Yueshui Skull has no effect on these flies, right?

It was like using an anti-aircraft gun to hit a mosquito, making a mountain out of a molehill.

So Jier pulled out the Hunting Sword from his waist with his left hand and released a round of Sun God Blinding Divine Power forward.

Don't look at this wave of Divine Power as only a simple Blinding effect for Humans; it was just right for dealing with these fragile little flying insects.

Large swaths of flies buzzing in mid-air were shot down by the flash; the fragile nervous system and developed vision of the insects made them easily killed in large numbers by the Blinding flash that was not very harmful.

The strong light that only made Humans feel uncomfortable was a terrible 'slaughter' that insects could not resist.

"Ha! I knew it!" Jier shouted excitedly.

He ran and jumped, and the Hunting Sword in his hand continuously released short and intense Blinding flashes toward the Shulin in front, shooting down and killing large swaths of flies. Nowadays, Jier had a part of the Divine Power of the Sun God Church Priest in his body, and the weakness of the Hunting Sword originally lacking Divine Power had completely disappeared.

As long as he wanted, the Hunting Sword in his hand could continuously release intense Blinding flashes. An even more outrageous point was that Jier could even forcibly absorb a small amount of Divine Power from the Hunting Sword back into his head after the Divine Power of the Blessing Ability on the Hunting Sword was full every day.

Although he would have some mental discomfort during this process, it was only uncomfortable for a while, and he would be fine soon.

This Sun God Divine Power, which was "freeloaded" and absorbed from the weapon, could be mixed with the Divine Power he obtained from the Priest. Although both were the Divine Power of the Sun God, they were actually slightly different; perhaps in the eyes of the Priests who specialized in Divine Power, the difference was huge and they could not be easily mixed together, but Jier did not feel that there was any big difference between the two.

Both could be controlled by him in use, and the effect was not much different.

Soon, those annoying flies that made people feel uncomfortable fell to the ground and stopped moving. Only then did the Warriors carry their axes, stepping on the large number of fly corpses that crunched under their feet, selected the disgusting trees at the outermost edge of the Shulin, and swung their axes at the tree trunks in pairs.

The Warriors dared not look at the trees themselves too much, and could only use their peripheral vision to confirm the accuracy of their axe strikes.

Jier also quickly returned from the depths of the Shulin; he randomly selected a large tree with bark covered in dried Viscera, swung the Yueshui Skull a few times, and with a bang-bang-bang, easily chopped down the large tree that was as thick as a Human's waist in a few strokes.

Because the Yueshui Skull had the Spirit of a tree spirit, it not only had the ability to specifically kill the Parasitic Vine Monster, which also belonged to plant Monsters, but it also had a strong restraint on ordinary large trees.

After two axe strikes, the originally tough wooden structure was easily cut through by Jier with one axe, just like cutting sand.

If it weren't for the fear that the tree would suddenly collapse and hit someone, Jier felt that he could completely chop down a large tree with one axe.

Whoosh, the sound of continuous trees collapsing echoed through the Shulin.

While the Warriors at the very edge of the Shulin were still struggling to endure observing these evil tree figures at close range and trying hard to hack away, a short distance ahead, Jier had already single-handedly and rapidly chopped down over a dozen large trees.

After Jier swung his axe for a while, he suddenly jumped in place a dozen times, discovering that compared to before, the physical exertion on his body from his normal running, jumping, and axe-swinging was surprisingly very small?

He was a bit puzzled at first, but soon remembered something and took out the Sixth-Rank Rescue Badge of the Sun God Church he had obtained last night from his neck.

This thing was taking effect.

Jier had not expected that the stamina recovery brought by his Hunting Sword at his waist, added to this reward badge from the Sun God Church, and the stamina naturally recovered by his now robust physique, would actually combine to produce such a miraculous situation.

While wearing armor and carrying multiple pieces of Heavy Weapon, he could perform high-intensity activities while jumping around without consuming much of his own stamina; after jumping and moving about many times, his body felt the same as it had before.

This discovery made him feel amazed, because if the stamina consumption was only this tiny while carrying so much weight, then if he only carried one weapon, could he fight for a long time almost infinitely?

But Jier laughed at himself soon after, because the real world is not a game where one can reduce stamina consumption to zero by stacking exclusive modifiers, or even reverse the meter to replenish his stamina and energy during battle.

Things like becoming more energetic the more one fights were likely just a hallucination Jier had imagined.

"After all, no matter how you put it, reducing stamina consumption still requires my body to move and do work, right? Whether it is generating activity, heat, friction, or even the loss of nutrients, it is all actually happening."

Jier actually did not understand how these things related to the gods specifically influenced his body's stamina recovery.

Was Divine Power replacing his consumption?

Or was it accelerating his body's stamina recovery?

If it were the latter, then his usual food intake would become even more frequent.

Stamina was consumed after all, but his original stamina recovery speed was boosted by various means, and the actual food that should be consumed was not reduced by a single bit.

Jier could not figure out the logic behind it; he guessed it was likely a mix of various situations, because as he felt it himself, he would always eat a huge meal after fighting to stop feeling so hungry. But compared to the food he should have consumed in a whole day, he did not eat that much.

Because the other Warriors under his command could eat a lot every night after each battle, and some with big appetites even ate more than Jier, but clearly, Jier's total daily consumption was higher than everyone else's.

It was likely that some very mysterious circumstances existed, but Jier was currently unaware of them.

After chopping over a dozen large trees, Jier stopped chopping trees and instead swung his axe to cut off the branches of the fallen trees, trying his best to turn the trunks into usable, straight materials.

Afterward, Jier dug one hand into a tree trunk, single-handedly dragged the straight trunk weighing over a ton, strode out of the Shulin, and tossed the heavy trunk away, letting it crash onto the open ground ahead.

The ugly and disgusting Human Viscera and flesh originally on the trunks were also scraped off by friction with the debris on the ground during the movement, making them look much more normal, or at least acceptable to the Warriors.

"Yes! Shovel away those withered grass and fallen leaves on the ground, pile them far away, and don't let them get near our Yingdi. For the tree trunks we've prepared here, select some to plant vertically in the ground, then place the subsequent trunks horizontally in the middle, and just like that, build a simple wooden wall."

Jier gave a few commands, telling the Warriors not to put too much effort into the temporary Yingdi; it was just a temporary supply camp made for the sake of the offensive, so everything should prioritize practicality and speed.

For instance, there was no need to clean the bark of the large trees; one only needed to scrape off the disgusting dried Human Viscera on the surface. The tree trunks did not need to be dried either; the moisture in the wood, the lack of sufficient strength, or even the material being too heavy were all minor issues not worth caring about.

At this moment, the commotion Jier made alone was far greater than that of a team of over a dozen people; not only did he toss the heavy wood with a rumble, but he could also spare time to command others, which was truly excessively strong.

However, the Warriors were somewhat numb to this, because in the battles of the past few days, Jier would occasionally perform all sorts of superhuman feats.

This made these Warriors understand at least how great the difference between a Knight and an ordinary person really was.

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