Undead Farm

Chapter 15 The Wise Elementary Skeleton Soldier
"This cemetery only seems to work at night."

Ye Sangen shook his head, and waved to the four little skeletons that crawled out.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to transform the corpse of a goblin into a human skeleton, but to his surprise, one of the skeletons actually pulled out a hand bone from the soil, and then put a sleeve on it. Let it go on.

"Dongchen, Xijiu, why don't you go back and plan it?"

In the middle of the night, he turned his head, but Dongchen Xijiu just looked down at the broken arm and shook his head.

"Is it gone? Forget it, I will replace the dragon arm for you later."

After simply trying it out, Ye Sangen discovered the disadvantages of junior skeletons:

too stupid!
They can only execute very simple commands, such as walking, running, and chopping. If the commands are a little more complicated, they will immediately become funny.

For example, Ye San Geng asked them to find a tree in the forest, chop it down and drag it back.

Find a tree, cut it, and drag it back. Just three simple commands combined together. As a result, the first skeleton smashed directly at the nearest tree, and the second skeleton was stuck in place in a small bush. Tread, the third one was lucky, he broke off a twig thick as a finger, then bent down and put it on the ground and slowly dragged it back, but...

You are dragging a branch that is only the size of a palm!

As for the fourth skeleton, it seems that he didn't understand what the order meant, and he was still staring at the third night...

With this IQ, Ye Sangeng suddenly felt sorry for his soul energy.

But then Ye Sangeng thought of a way, that is to let the skeleton lead the skeleton, and let Dongchen Xijiu take the 4 wise skeletons to log in the forest.

Sure enough, the usefulness of these skeletons became apparent after following the example. The sound of chopping and chopping the axes was endless, which was very pleasant to the ear, but it was a pity that it seemed a bit stupid to operate with one hand.

Sighing, while the skeletons were cutting wood, Ye Sangen took stock of his resources:

Soul energy: 10.96/15.

Bioenergy: 1.502.

180 gold coins, 200 silver coins, and 153 copper coins.

3 units of common wood, 1 unit of Luo Jing wood.

Goblin corpses: 5.

One cart and one cow.

Finally, there are some weapons, armor and some tools.

"The upper limit of soul energy is too low..." Ye Sangen frowned.

According to the current situation, he will be deducted 16.04 soul energy every day at dawn, which has already exceeded the upper limit of his soul energy.

But yesterday's massacre made him discover that the current soul energy can break through the upper limit and continue to absorb, such as 20/15, but he also understands that there must be a reason for the upper limit.

For example, if the soul energy exceeds the upper limit too much, will he explode and die?

Or, will the soul energy that exceeds the upper limit be erased when the dawn is settled?
Especially the first one, I don't know how many greedy magicians were blown into flying ash because they couldn't control the full magic power in their bodies, which was very likely to happen.

"The way to increase the upper limit..."

Ye Sangen rubbed his temples, he had a lot of knowledge hidden in his mind, but every time he recalled it, it would make his mind ache.

"Well, I found it, did you carry out consumption exercises and drug enhancement?"

Consuming exercise means constantly using energy. Over time, the upper limit will naturally rise, just like building muscles.

And the drug increase is even simpler, one word:

krypton!
But soul energy is different from those energy systems such as magic power, mind power, and holy energy. No one knows what kind of medicine to use to increase the energy that belongs to the undead.

In other words, even if you have money, you can’t krypton.

While he was worried, there was another ringing sound from the stone door. Ye Sangen turned around and looked carefully, but found no trace of Weng Ling, so he got up and ran to the exit.

"Sir ranger, I'm sorry."

An old man with a big beard hurriedly tore aside the bell wire that was entangled with him, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"It's okay, you are here..." Ye Sangen waved his hand.

"Lord Weng asked me to deliver some seeds to you. The things have already been placed on the ground. If there is nothing else, I will leave first!"

"and many more!"

At midnight, he covered his beard,
"Is Lord Weng not here today?"

The bearded man shook his head: "A lot of people suddenly came to Lorraine City today, but because Lorraine City was under martial law recently, there was some conflict. Lord Weng was dealing with it so he didn't come over."

"Outsiders? How many?"

"Maybe thirty or fifty, I don't know the specifics..."

Thirty or fifty?

Ye Sangeng squinted his eyes. Few people would come to such a small place as Lorraine City, let alone so many people. It seemed that Lorraine City might not be peaceful recently.

"Okay, this gold...silver coin, you keep it safe. If something important happens in the city, I hope you can come and let me know, okay?"

"Okay... okay." The bearded man watched Ye Sangen put the gold coin back into his pocket, nodded numbly, and said goodbye.

"Uh, wait, there's one more thing."

"Sir, please speak." The bearded man turned around while rubbing the silver coins.

"You haven't told me what your name is yet?" Ye San looked into the big man's eyes more seriously and said.

He gave all the money, if the other party ran away, wouldn't he lose money?

"My name is Jeff, my lord."

"Jeff?"

Ye Sangen was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and let go of the bearded man with a constipated expression.

"What a strange name, next time I'll ask him if he has a sister."

He picked up the seed bag Jeff brought and weighed it. It was very light, and he could feel that there were not many things in it. After spreading a piece of sackcloth on the cart, Ye Sangen poured out all the things in the bag.

"A handful of wheat, two potatoes, and a... handkerchief?"

In the middle of the night, he spread out the square handkerchief, only to find three black seeds wrapped in it.

"It's wrapped so well, it must be vegetable seeds, right?"

Although he did not enter Lorraine City, he had seen the farmland outside the city.

Wheat is planted on the sloping hillside, but the growth is very poor and it is obviously neglected. However, it is said that there are only a few hundred people in the city, and after the harvest, they should be able to cope with it.

But don't forget, there are still a large group of goblins coveting the food in the woods. Ye Sangen calculated roughly, there should be two or three months before the harvest, and there should be no goblins before that Run out to grab food.

And even if there are goblins who come out to grab them, there will only be a little food left after the humans give an early warning and emergency harvest, which will not attract too many goblins at all. Otherwise, what's the point of grabbing not enough for each person?
If there are too many, no one will come, and if there are too few, they will not dare to go. The number of goblin robbers will only be maintained at a moderate number in the end, and the peak will be more than 100. , if it weren't for the lack of soldiers in Lorraine City and had to go back to the city to defend, it is estimated that they would not be able to grab a grain of food.

It was precisely because he saw through this that he dared to build his building near the mass grave.

In two months, if he couldn't accumulate the strength to deal with a hundred goblins, then he might as well wipe his neck early.

"So the most urgent thing is to develop!"

Watching the skeletons return with the chopped logs, Ye Sangeng clenched his fists.

(End of this chapter)