Chapter 428

In the Home of the Departed, Yinbi recorded the conversation between the cloaked person and the Vice President of the Undead Guild, Li Aoduo. They are preparing to use the news of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree to fish, digging out the guys who leaked the news and conducted internal transactions.

Everyone has been on guard, not knowing what kind of bait they would release. Now it's good, the bait has been released, it just depends on who takes the hook. Anyway, Yinbi, the real mastermind, will not take the hook.

Throwing this matter aside, everyone went about their own business. With sufficient manpower, within three days, the iron cable bridge spanning the river valley was successfully built.

Along the way, everyone also continued to repair the road from Torrent Fortress to the river valley bridge, reaching a level that could be traveled by carriages, so they didn't have to be like the group of people led by Labu, who had to abandon their horses and use people to push and pull.

This is a big project and cannot be completed in a short while, unless they ask Ang for help.

However, Yinbi doesn't intend to do this. If Ang does all the work, what will the disaster victims do? Idle around and cause trouble?

Now there is food and drink, and there is a god-level healer like Ang on the scene. Any external or internal injuries, as long as they aren't completely dead, can be saved.

So everyone has no worries, and after eating their fill, they work with peace of mind, and the project progress is very fast.

Three or five days later, Torrent Fortress had changed completely. The terraced fields outside the city were lush and full of vitality, the environment inside the city was clean and hygienic, everyone was busy with things, and they were full of spirit.

Having already learned how to drive the undead guards in the cemetery, Ang summoned a batch and dispersed them to every corner of Torrent Fortress.

Without experiencing chaos, it is difficult to understand the preciousness of these undead guards. Seeing their figures, everyone's hanging hearts settled down a lot.

As long as the food problem is solved, Torrent Fortress and North Wind City behind the mountain range will become a safe paradise, which is even more precious in this world where order has collapsed.

Ang began to repair the terraced fields on the mountain wall. The previous terraced fields were already full, and since he was idle, he might as well open up some more fields to plant.

For ordinary people or even ordinary mages, this is a time-consuming and laborious big project, but for Ang, it is a daily routine. The first-level Earth Crack Art is most suitable for use here; on the contrary, those high-level magics are not practical.

After the ground was leveled, Ang would go down the mountain to find a piece of fertile land to dig soil and pile it into the Divine Realm.

The Goddess of War certainly wouldn't have thought that one day someone would use her Divine Realm to carry soil.

Carrying soil in the Divine Realm has one advantage: all things with souls in the soil will die quickly after the Divine Realm is closed. After being emptied out again, it is the cleanest soil. All insects, parasites, bacteria, insect eggs, etc., have all lost their activity.

Although this will also destroy the beneficial bacteria in the soil, it doesn't matter. Ang can adjust back whatever is missing.

Falling into the fertile soil, the little zombie digs like a dog. After filling it up, he closes the Divine Realm, returns to the terraced fields, and then opens the Divine Realm to dig like a dog again. The efficiency is super high.

"Sigh, using the Divine Realm to move soil, can the efficiency not be high?" Nai Ge Li Si scoffed at Ang's wasteful approach.

Suddenly, a loud, long cry came from afar. After a long while, from the direction the sound came, five bone dragons flew over slowly. That slow appearance could tell at a glance that there was no hostility.

The five bone dragons flew to the top of the cemetery and circled.

Yinbi and Du Luo Ken had already rushed over when the long cry came. Watching the bone dragons approach, they asked suspiciously: "It's the bone dragon knights from five days ago. Why are there only five left?"

"They should have separated. If they had died, the remaining ones wouldn't be so slow," Nai Ge Li Si said.

"It seems to be etiquette, issuing a sound in advance to remind, approaching slowly, very clearly expressing goodwill. These bone dragon knights are quite polite," Du Luo Ken praised. He just likes polite children.

The bone dragons began to circle. On the back of the bone dragons, a voice sounded: "Hello, we have no malice."

After speaking, a knight wearing majestic soul armor jumped down from the back of the bone dragon, floating down slowly like a feather, and finally landed lightly.

"Hello, I am Newen, the leader of the Spirit Long Qishi Order. I came here presumptuously and disturbed everyone. I am very sorry." This leader Newen took off his helmet while speaking, revealing the face of a human teenager. After speaking, he put his feet together, tapped his chest, and gave a knight's salute.

"Hello, hello, is it Leader Newen? Welcome, welcome. Welcome to your visit. This is the honor of our Torrent Fortress, honor." Yinbi greeted him enthusiastically, with a burst of polite flattery. This Leader Newen was actually flattered to the point of blushing.

A few days ago, the bone dragon knights rested in North Wind City, and Feiwo entertained them and then reported in detail to Yinbi, so everyone was no stranger to this bone dragon knight.

It's just that I didn't expect the leader to be a green teenager, and he actually blushed after a few polite words?

Facing such a green teenager, the God of Profiteers easily grasped the initiative: "Leader Newen, what is the matter with you coming to Torrent Fortress?"

"Oh, oh, it's like this. We want to borrow soldiers. A rebellion occurred in Iron Shacheng, fifty kilometers away from here. Someone killed the city lord, closed the city gates, and slaughtered the residents in the city. I hope to borrow some undead guards from you to go to Iron Shacheng to quell the rebellion," Leader Newen said.

"Borrow undead guards?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Yinbi asked: "Does Iron Shacheng not have undead guards?"

"Yes, but they are controlled by the rebels. They took the Undead Scepter and commanded the undead guards to surround and kill the city lord," Newen said.

Du Luo Ken and Yinbi looked at each other. Look, what they feared came. Changing the balance of power in a place is very likely to trigger a fight. In so many cities, there will always be a few scepters that fall into the hands of ambitious people.

"Why did you think of coming to us to borrow soldiers? How many undead guards do you need to borrow to gain an advantage? How many undead guards does the other side have?" Yinbi asked.

Newen said: "We patrolled all the way here. Your Torrent Fortress is the most orderly place, and it is also the closest to Iron Shacheng. There should be extra undead guards that can be mobilized. Torrent Fortress is on the mountain, easy to defend and hard to attack. Withdrawing a part of the power will not affect your safety."

"So that's how it is." Yinbi suddenly realized, and then rubbed his hands and asked: "Leader Newen, I don't know how many undead guards need to be mobilized, and what kind of remuneration are you prepared to pay?"

"Ah? Remuneration? Uh, no... no remuneration. Can you mobilize fifty thousand?" Newen was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something incredible.

"What? No money? Free... uh..." As a businessman, the thing Yinbi least wants to hear is 'no money'.

Even if a king wants to mobilize the troops of his knights, he has to prepare food and military pay. You, a leader of a knight order, come to a city to mobilize soldiers and actually prepare not to pay?

"Leader Newen, I can't make the decision on this matter." Yinbi skillfully used the 'God Skill: Shirk'. Everyone knows this kind of god skill, and they push it away if it doesn't concern them.

Newen smiled shyly and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yinbi. You don't need to make the decision on this matter. I'm not here to request, just to notify. I have higher authority than the lord and can mobilize the cemetery guards of any city."

While speaking, Newen took out an Undead Scepter that was obviously more exquisite. The skull on top of the Undead Scepter that Basoluo brought back was a gray bone, but the one Newen took out was a silver skull. Just the material was a grade higher.

Yinbi was stunned. These words were so domineering, but Newen said such domineering words so shyly. The contrast was so great.

"You have higher authority, why don't you directly order the undead guards of Flowing Shacheng to help you quell the rebellion?" Du Luo Ken interrupted and asked.

"I ordered, but they don't know what secret method is controlling them, resisting my order." After Newen finished speaking, he turned his head and said apologetically to everyone: "I'm sorry, I'm going to summon the undead guards. Be careful."

Raising the Undead Scepter, ghostly blue flames burst into the eye sockets of the skull on top of the staff. Newen shouted loudly: "Rise, undead souls, obey my command, from the realm of slumber, wake up!"

Ang felt that weak power again, and naturally, he struggled again.

The flames in the skull made a squeaking sound and went out...

Newen's expression changed drastically.

Seeing this scene, Basoluo shouted excitedly: "It's out, it's out. His is also broken. His seems to be higher grade than the one I collected, and it actually broke too? Why is the quality of these Undead Scepters so poor?"

Hearing his words, Newen's face flushed red, and he shouted anxiously: "Idiot! There is a powerful soul in the cemetery. The scepter offended him and was shaken away by him! You idiot, your scepter was also shaken away, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Ah?" Basoluo was stunned. A powerful existence? Offended? It wasn't broken, but shaken away?

Not knowing what he thought of, Basoluo looked at Ang in horror.

Newen knelt down on one knee and shouted urgently: "May I ask which lord it is? I didn't know you were here. Please forgive my offense. I didn't mean it. I came to mobilize soldiers to go to Iron Shacheng to quell the rebellion. Please approve, my lord."

Nai Ge Li Si leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Ang, did you extinguish his scepter?"

Ang tilted his head.

Seeing this posture, he knew he had guessed right. Nai Ge Li Si said: "This kid's character is okay, quite polite. Should we help him?"

Du Luo Ken also turned his head, his face also showing a similar expression. This Newen is polite and sentimental, and at such a time, he is still thinking about maintaining order. Everyone has a good impression of him.

Even Yinbi is just purely disgusted by 'no money', which is the nature of a businessman. He has no bad impression of Newen as a person.

Ang nodded.

Following his nod, the cemetery became restless. Looking around, the lids of the crypts that could be seen were constantly flipping open, and the skeletons and zombies inside crawled up, converging into a tide and rushing to the entrance.

Basoluo kept a thought in his heart. Seeing the situation now, it further confirmed his guess. Damn it, Lord Ang is actually the powerful existence that shook away the Undead Scepter. It turns out the Undead Scepter wasn't broken.

No wonder only Lord Ang can use the scepter. Damn it, I'm so stupid!!

And Newen shouted excitedly: "Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord. I will definitely bring the undead guards back intact, and there will only be more, not less."

After speaking, he leaped upward, his fighting spirit surging, supporting him as he flew toward the bone dragon circling in the air.

"Only more, not less? Intact is easy to say, how can there be more?" While thinking, Nai Ge Li Si saw Ang following the tide formed by the undead guards, walking down the mountain, with the little angel and little zombie following along.

"Uh, where are you going?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

"Iron Shacheng," Ang replied.

"What are you following for? We have a bunch of things to do here," Nai Ge Li Si asked in confusion.

"Not going, they, don't listen," Ang said.

"Ah? Can't he control them? Can't you just give the next command?" Nai Ge Li Si said.

Ang shook his head: "The scepter is out."

The soul node in Newen's silver scepter was shaken away by Ang. If Ang didn't follow, these skeletons and zombies would stop halfway, and then be at a loss: What am I doing here... and finally turn around and come back.

Nai Ge Li Si was overjoyed and hurriedly followed. It's rare for Ang to be willing to leave his vegetable field. No matter what he is going to do, he is very happy.

Others naturally didn't fall behind. Anyway, the rapeseed cakes had been made in advance, enough for everyone to eat for a month. The problem in Torrent Fortress was mainly the food problem. As long as there was no problem with food, order would not collapse.

Iron Shacheng is fifty kilometers away from Torrent Fortress. With the tireless pace of undead creatures, it would take until midnight to arrive. This is also because Leader Newen is leading the way in front.

Of the five bone dragons that came to mobilize soldiers, only Newen remained to lead the way in front, and the other few had already rushed back in advance.

Newen rode the bone dragon, flying at the very front of the tide formed by the undead creatures. The bone dragon under him occasionally let out a long soul cry, urging all the undead creatures to speed up.

Everyone started running, traveling a hundred miles a day.

Slowly approaching Iron Shacheng, Du Luo Ken suddenly stopped, grabbed a handful of black-gray sand from the ground, rubbed it with his palm, and said: "I know why this place is called Iron Shacheng. The soil here has a high iron content. There is a rich iron mine here."

Nai Ge Li Si leaned his head over to look: "How do you know? Can you tell the iron content of this soil is high just by touching it?"

"Of course," Du Luo Ken said confidently, taking out a touchstone and pointing it at the iron sand in his palm.

The iron sand quickly melted into liquid, the impurities inside precipitated, and the remaining liquid rolled into a drop, solidifying into a silver-gray iron bead.

Nai Ge Li Si tugged at Ang and asked: "What are the weights of the impurities and the iron bead respectively?"

"Six grams, four grams," Ang replied.

"Forty percent iron content? It's indeed quite high. It's a pity it's iron. If it were refined gold or secret silver, I'd be rich," Nai Ge Li Si said regretfully.

Du Luo Ken and Yinbi looked at each other, their expressions strange.

Seeing their expressions, Nai Ge Li Si immediately realized that he might have made a common sense mistake again, and hurriedly asked: "Did I say something wrong?"

"It's not wrong," Yinbi said: "One ton of refined gold or secret silver and one ton of iron, of course, refined gold and secret silver are expensive, but if it's one hundred million tons, you must choose iron ore."

"Refined gold and secret silver are meaningless if there is too much. They can be used for alchemy, enchantment, and gain, but iron is the foundation. Without iron, you don't know where to attach refined gold and secret silver," Du Luo Ken said.

Nai Ge Li Si understood: "In other words, this iron mine is more valuable than a refined gold mine?"

Du Luo Ken nodded: "If there is high-grade iron ore, there will definitely be a high-level alchemy industry. This Iron Shacheng is probably not an ordinary city."

Just as he said this, Newen in front suddenly shouted heartbreakingly: "There is an ambush! Everyone be careful, it's the Round Rolling Great Demon King!"

Pfft—Round Rolling Great Demon King? Nai Ge Li Si almost laughed out loud. Is this name too cute? It's already round and rolling, and it's still a Great Demon King?

The ground trembled, and the sand and stones were jumping. Everyone cast their eyes forward. When they saw the appearance of the Round Rolling Great Demon King, they couldn't laugh anymore.