Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The battle between the Royal City and the Volcano was the most brutal battle in the Shattered War.

This battle continues to this day and has not completely ended.

The volcano full of blasphemy was like a quagmire, burying countless Rodel soldiers who went to the volcano.

The long lifespan and vitality brought by the blessings make this war almost endless.

Countless lamentations and pains were born here, giving birth to all kinds of blasphemies.

Wuming asked Mengette to return to the caravan to protect his employees, and he accepted Mengette's entrustment to help these Rodel soldiers as much as possible.

This time he threw away the yellow coat he was wearing and still put on the knight's armor with blue cloth.

Menggert had already explained to him some of the conditions of the volcano. As long as any creature appeared on this land, it would definitely be attacked. There was no need for him to disguise himself as a Rodel soldier to cause thunder.

The stone bridge on the avenue has been destroyed, and the official residence of Huoshan has turned this place into an iron barrel. But fortunately, there are many rope ladders on the cliffs.

It can be seen that Rodel's soldiers were forced to climb the chasm through these rope ladders. There were also some flags of Rodel's army planted along the ladders. But this kind of flag began to be gradually replaced by the flag of the Volcano Mansion. Crests of human faces and snakes devouring each other appear everywhere, along with puppet soldiers hovering on the cliff.

In the wreckage of this war, Wuming fully understood the puppet technology of Huoshan Mansion.

He had almost never seen live soldiers sent out by the Volcano Mansion. He only relied on Iron Maiden dolls and various puppet soldiers to fight back and forth with Rodel soldiers.

Awesome. Wuming praised.

These mechanism puppet technologies obviously have great potential, and Wuming is already thinking about how to absorb these technologies to improve the transportation efficiency of the caravan.

After casually knocking over a few small puppets that were attacking him, Wuming climbed up the cliff of the volcano and finally came to a flat ground.

The place is still filled with smoke and full of traces of the battlefield.

Although it is shocking and very tragic, this place seems to have been captured by Rodel soldiers. Looking at it, there are no more troops in the Volcano Mansion, they are all Rodel soldiers.

This seems to have become a camp for Rodel's soldiers.

But the previous rope ladder has been controlled by the puppet soldiers. As well as the battlefield below, Rodel's soldiers are at a disadvantage... Wuming murmured to himself.

Wuming was about to ask for directions, but as soon as he walked towards the camp where Rodel's soldiers gathered, he noticed something was wrong.

Although there is fire here, it is the fire where siege equipment is burned, not a bonfire.

The soldiers did not rest around the campfire. Instead, they gathered in groups, lying on the ground, doing something unknown.

Only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Taking a few more steps away, Wuming saw what object was surrounded by Rodel's soldiers——

Another Rodel soldier.

Wuming looked around at the surrounding environment, looking at the cliffs all around, the lifeless land burned by the flames, and the withered and black little golden tree not far away that was burned in half and could not emit any blessings. As well as the territory at the foot of the mountain, next to the rope ladder, that has been re-occupied by the troops from the Volcano Mansion.

Wuming probably understood that this was because Rodel's soldiers were cut into the rear row, and their logistics were cut off. They were starving and could only eat the corpses of their companions here.

Seeing that they were eating well, Wuming also took out a few pieces of meat, put them on some wooden sticks, lit a fire and sprinkled spices on them.

After a while, the aroma reached the battlefield, and all the Rodel soldiers raised their heads and looked at Wuming with yellow eyes.

Wuming noticed the eyes of Rodel's soldiers and waved to them with a smile:

It's okay. You guys eat your food. I see that you enjoy it, so I'll take care of it too...

It was very rare that these proud golden people on the Yatan Plateau turned their proud eyes to Wuming's hands for the first time, looking at the barbecue with a longing expression.

Do you want to eat it? Wuming said, I thought you didn't like grilled food, so you just wanted to eat raw meat.

Wuming looked at the corpses: Would you like me to help you roast your comrades?

Wuming saw that Rodel's soldiers were ready to pounce, so he stopped talking and threw the barbecue out.

Rodel's soldiers immediately rushed out like wild dogs to share the barbecue.

Looking at the devouring Rodel soldiers, Wuming's lips shed tears of emotion.

Wuming wiped away tears: Finally, finally, there are golden people who are willing to eat - it seems that they were not hungry enough before.

Wuming stepped down from the rope ladder and stopped disturbing these people.

The food he had on him was not enough for these people, and Wuming also needed other things besides food.

After these Rodel soldiers finished eating, they would never thank themselves. Instead, they would pounce on them and eat them alive.

Wuming has noticed that the eyes of these Rodel soldiers are particularly yellow, not the golden color of the Golden People, but a rather chaotic yellow.

Wuming was very familiar with this color. It was a symptom of people infected with epilepsy.

These Rodel soldiers have already gone crazy, and they need to calm down their spirits first.

This is where the role of the Epileptic Fire Village is preserved. There are enough Hierro Eyeballs there to calm the pain that causes madness in epileptic fire patients.

The warehouse where Blaze was trapped is actually here. It is a distribution center for supplies and is close to Epileptic Fire Village. It is very convenient whether it is providing raw materials to Blaze or using collected Hierro eyeballs to relieve Blaze's pain.

The collection of materials is the responsibility of the Immortal, and Wuming only needs to collect the materials.

However, when the Immortal gave Yero's eyes to Wuming, he seemed a little hesitant.

What's wrong? Isn't it enough? Wuming said, Are there more patients here again?

It's not enough. The Immortal said, Some time ago, there was an earthquake in Diianhuo Village, and some flowers and plants died.

Earthquake? Wuming wondered, Why didn't I hear about it?

The earthquake was not big. I heard that it was near Diianhuo Village. When we went to collect it again, we discovered that the earthquake affected the growth of flowers and plants, said the Immortal.

Wuming heard this and went to Dianhuo Village to check it out in person.

The earthquake did not occur in the village, but behind the village, right where the flowers and plants grow.

There used to be a lot of Miranda flowers and Hierro eyes here, but now there is a big crack there, and the flowers and plants are indeed much less, and they look a bit sparse.

Wuming stared at the Miranda flower that released yellow spores, and an inexplicable inspiration appeared.

Several fireballs were thrown over, and the Miranda flower disappeared in bursts of explosions.

Wuming went over and stared at the crack, feeling the hot wind and a very familiar magic wave.

Considering that I am the only one who knows that magic, and I have never heard of or seen it in the border area...

Ah... Wuming suddenly understood how the earthquake came about. It turns out that the underground river is down here. I wonder why there are Miranda flowers with epileptic fire in the underground river...

However, it was of no use knowing that Lani and Tuifu were under their butts. Wuming could only tell the immortals that the earthquake would not happen again, and took away most of the Hierro Eyeballs.

Wuming heard that since his caravan rebuilt the Dilianhuo Village and the merchants opened the market here, the condition of the residents has improved.

Therefore, the consumption of Hierro's eyes is not as great as before.

With a sack full of Hierro eyes, the eyes were squeezing each other in the sack, and rotten pus seeped out of the sack, dripping behind Wuming.

Wuming didn't bring any extra meat, only some spices.

Meat is available everywhere anyway, as long as there is fire and spices.

What Wuming is more worried about is the problem of the cook.

In his caravan, there was only one gangster who was a good cook. Although others also learned from the gangster, the results were not very good. A group of immortals with poor sense of taste, a group of hybrids with inconvenient hands and feet, none of them can learn it well.

Although Wuming planned to use these Rodel soldiers to open up the market, the gangsters had to be responsible for the caravan's food and drink, and he didn't have much time.

Isn't there a nimble cook... Wuming muttered, returning to the small wooden bridge at Huoshan's official residence.

The place where the battle was originally fought was deserted and silent as both warring parties were no longer there.

Among the remains of the battlefield where only a dead body was left, there was a rather petite figure lying on the ground, looking away from his back, his behavior was quite familiar——

Just like the previous Rodel soldiers.

Looking from the back, it seems to be a fingered witch, wearing coarse cloth clothing, lying on the ground with her butt sticking out, and making some terrifying chewing sounds.

There was a huge kitchen knife next to him, and the knife was stained with blood.

Wuming was carrying a large bag this time, and he was wearing armor, so he made quite a noise. As if she heard the sound of Wuming approaching, the chewing sound stopped, and the finger witch suddenly straightened up and slowly turned back, revealing her blood-stained chin and ferocious eyes.

The fingered witch picked up the big kitchen knife beside her, turned around and showed a sinister smile:

I found you, delicious child. Don't be afraid, I will cook you into something delicious you can't imagine - ah.

Ah. Wuming also looked at the finger witch, a little surprised.

Isn't this the guy who pretended to be a witch in Diaohuo Village before?

The fingered witch holding the kitchen knife also recognized Wu Ming and opened her mouth, revealing a mouthful of shark teeth.

Back then, she was knocked away by Wuming with a slap, but now she encountered this...

Wuming smiled happily: I found you, a child who can make delicious food.

The Finger Witch ran away, heading deeper into this bloody road.

But Wuming would not give up the prey he was targeting so easily, so he put down the package and rushed forward.

He had walked this road, and there was a dead end ahead, and she couldn't escape.

As expected, the chopper woman stopped in front of the broken bridge, and there was a wooden house next to it.

You can't run away. Wuming shouted to the kitchen knife woman, Surrendering is your only way out...

But the kitchen knife girl sneered: Have you seen this wooden house? This is where I usually cook. I am so familiar with this place. No matter how panicky I am, I will not trap myself in a desperate situation.

Oh? Wuming looked around.

The environment here is even more terrifying than when we first crossed the bridge. As a soldier, Soldier Rodel always had a trace of tragedy no matter how tragic his death was. But the piles of corpses here are obviously civilians. A large number of golden people and ordinary people were killed by various means, some were cut in half, some were skinned, some were hung upside down on racks, and some were dried alive with flames and smoke...

The corpses piled up in mountains, and there were many blind spots around them, where many people could be hidden.

Hey, is there an ambush? Wuming smiled frivolously.

He really wasn't afraid of how many ambush there were around him. Anyway, there are no teammates or living people around, so he can unleash all kinds of large-scale magic with heavy firepower without restraint.

Wuming laughed boldly: If there is any ambush, just bring it up!

The enemy came out from behind the pile of corpses.

The smelly teeth were still stained with strips of meat, saliva mixed with blood dripped down, and a low gurgling sound came out of his throat.

Several ferocious hounds walked out of the pile of corpses, dissatisfied and angry that their feeding was interrupted.

Along with the roar of the vicious dogs, the nameless pride immediately disappeared.

Dog... Wuming covered his face, No, I don't want to fight with the dog. Don't let me see these beasts...

The momentum waxed and waned. Seeing Wuming's subdued performance, the chopper girl happily shouted:

Go on, tear him apart!

No, I don't want to face the dog! Wuming yelled, kneeling down directly in the face of the dog's roar and charge, and smashed his hands on the ground.

Flames spurted out from the gaps in the nameless armor and spread in all directions.

Before a few vicious dogs could get close, they were plunged into the sea of ​​​​fire together with the surrounding piles of corpses.

After a while, the smell of meat wafted out, and after a while, it turned into a burnt smell. After waiting for a while, all the smell was gone, leaving only a vast expanse of white.

In front of the broken bridge, this evil road, which was almost covered in pitch black and scorched corpses, was covered in white ash.

The chopper woman opened her shark-toothed mouth and looked at the scene in front of her.

The white ash was less than half a foot away from her toes. If she had rushed faster, she would have turned into ash by now.

The chopper girl's feet went weak and she sat back on the ground, stirring up a layer of dust.

Wuming stood up, came to the kitchen knife girl, and looked at her condescendingly.

Be my cook. Wuming said.

The kitchen knife girl, who was still a little trembling but was already waiting for the trial, was stunned: Huh?

Don't you know how to cook? Wuming said, It just so happens that I need a cook, so just cook with me.

Who are you, uncle? said the chopper girl.

I am a businessman, nameless, you can call me Wuming. Wuming squatted opposite the kitchen knife woman, I have already given my name, so what is your name?

The chopper girl looked at Wuming warily: I heard that some witchcraft requires the use of a person's name as a medium. You're not going to cast a spell on me, are you?

I don't think I need to cast a spell on you in that way. The nameless finger poked the big kitchen knife next to the witch, and several red holes appeared on the blade, arranged side by side.

My name is Anastasia. Chopper Girl replied obediently.

Anastasia... Wuming pondered the name, I used to have a witch whose name is quite similar to yours.

It's such a cliché, Anastasia said, and it's not something girls like.

It's okay, I don't need others to like me. Wuming said, As long as you can cook for me.

Does this count as forcing me? Anastasia said, It's not sweet if you force yourself to do it. I'm the one who cooks corpses, not a serious cook.

Isn't this a coincidence? Wuming clapped his hands and rubbed each other, There are many corpses waiting for you to cook! Go around and show your hands. You must let the soldiers feel the warmth and warmth of their comrades through cooking. Will.

Comrade? Eat comrade? Even the cruel Anastasia didn't understand Wuming's thoughts for a moment.

Come on, you'll find out when you come. Wuming stood up with Anastasia in his arms, beckoning her to follow.

Wuming took Anastasia, Hiero's eyeballs and a big kitchen knife with him and climbed the volcano again.

After ten days of wandering, it finally stabilized.