Farming and raising insects: I have a daily intelligence system

Wang Ju swung his hammer to resist thousands of strands of cloud brocade. He felt very strenuous, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move out with all his strength. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Wang Ju knew in his heart that this was probably Yu Ren's killing move.

At this time, a powerful bloody light appeared in the lower eye, which activated the blood demon pupil Gu.

The bloody light instantly hit the feathered leader, and a bloody hole was torn out of its wings.

"Bloody Hammer!"

The king raised his hammers and danced like the wind, and the green light covered the sky and the earth.

His hammer power exploded.

Killing moves collide.

There was an explosion in the air, and the force of the hammer shook the white threads apart, like thousands of pear trees in full bloom.

"kill!"

Wang Ju knocked it down on the head, and the feathered man's wings were pierced by the blood demon pupil. His dodge speed slowed down, and now he was enveloped by the hammer's force, and his figure suddenly stagnated.

"Bang!"

The leader of the feathered people was knocked over, but there should be some kind of defensive Gu on him, which helped him absorb 90% of the hammer's power.

"die!"

Wang Ju swung his hammer again and struck the killer.

If these feather people want to have good luck, they have no choice but to become mortal enemies.

If it turns into Si or Refutation, he can consider it and see if it is worth offending the Yumin.

Although Wang Ju is cold-blooded and brutal, he can be said to be a born devil who kills people without batting an eyelid, but when good luck is recognized by him and enters his heart, Wang Ju naturally protects him with all his strength, no matter the cost.

Good Luck is a psychic, so he naturally understands that Wang Ju is the enemy of the Feathered People because of his skills.

Since the opening of the war, its mood has been fluctuating violently, and it has been scurrying around the battlefield. It is very fast, but there is nothing it can do to face the Yumen who are high in the sky.

"Woof!"

"Woof woof... woof woof!"

Good Luck raised its head and roared repeatedly. There was a desire in its heart, an extremely strong desire. It wanted to fly high into the sky and fight side by side with Wang Ju.

But it has no wings, and no flying Gu insects.

It is generally difficult for land beasts to be parasitized by flying Gu insects.

"Woof!"

Good Luck rushed towards the fallen body of the feathered people. Since it could not fight at high altitude, it bit the body of the feathered people to vent its anger.

Good luck was torn apart violently, and feathers were flying everywhere.

The blood of the Feathermen is milky white, dripping on the ground, emitting a strange fragrance.

Good Luck's nose twitched, and he felt a strong desire. Then he bit Yumin's neck and sucked greedily.

…

The battle above was fierce and fierce. Wang Ju unleashed a hammer with all his strength, but the feathered man avoided it.

After all, he was a master of flight. His skills were outstanding, and he had just avoided Wang Ju's attack as if he teleported!

The leader of the feathered people was already frightened because all the men he brought with him were hammered to death by Wang Ju, leaving him alone in danger.

"Frenzy!"

The more Wang Ju fought, the more courageous he became. This Yumin's spirit was exhausted and his luck was suppressed by him. It was only a matter of time before he fell.

At this time, he had already begun to think about what to do next.

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After tea time, the feathered man flapped his wings and tried to escape, but Wang Ju threw the stone hammer directly.

This time it failed to guard and was directly interrupted by Wang Ju.

There was no need to clean up the battlefield. The good luck and barges directly devoured the feathered man's corpse without waiting for it to dissipate and turn it into trophies.

Si and Dangkang were not interested in blood food, so they walked around for a few times and then left.

The corpse was eaten without dissipating, and naturally there was no loot. However, Wang Ju didn't care. These feathered men were average in strength and couldn't produce anything good.

These strange beasts have been helping me run around outside these days to get opportunities, so they should also give some benefits.

You can't just let the horse run and don't let it eat grass.

"Why are you so greedy? You secretly took other people's medicine. This time I got into big trouble. Do you know that?"

Wang Ju went over and grabbed the lucky dog's head. This dog acted too recklessly and must be severely punished.

Although I say I know everything, what if I can’t?

"I'll be more careful next time. You'll be caught even if you eat secretly. Aren't you listening to the poison? You're so high after eating that you didn't even notice when you were discovered?"

After being scolded for a while, Wang Ju put down Good Luck. He felt that Luck would be a little sick, but he didn't care.

It's strange that he can be so full of life after being scolded by his master.

He ate a few corpses and screamed happily. Although the flesh and blood of the feathered people was not as tasty as the savages, it was much better than eating grass and other mortal beast meat.

All creatures that can be gathered into a group always have some spirituality in their flesh and blood.

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"The feather people have been killed, and now it's time to deal with the trouble!"

If a clan member dies, the Feather People will soon notice it, and revenge may come at any time.

Although the Yumen are kind, they are only for the creatures who have no enmity. If there is a conflict, the Yumen will naturally have harsh means, otherwise they will not be able to survive in the Gu world.

Wang Ju was no longer in the mood to fall asleep and sent a message to He Jinshan to inform him of the situation. Then he directly started to pack up the blessed land spiritual plants and prepare to move away.

He Jinshan did not reply to the message. He was probably in the process of breaking through the closed hall and did not read the leather scroll.

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Things happened so suddenly. Fortunately, Wang Ju had taken precautions and made plans beforehand, so there was no chaos.

The intelligence opportunities around here are getting worse and worse, and he has obtained everything he needs to harvest through intelligence.

So he himself had the idea of ​​​​moving away from here and going to Changshengtian.

But what he thought was that after at least four turns, if he moved his position, his level would be too low, and he would be just a trash fish, not good enough at all.

But now, all we can do is catch the duck and put it on the shelves.

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Wang Ju commanded the valley dwellers to harvest the spiritual plants and grains that had been planted, and the operation was in good order.

The inkstone pool had just been built, and the black snails that had been released for just one day were fished out again.

Wang Ju dug out all the spiritual plants and sent a message to Wen Qi.

Wen Qi responded to him, saying that He Jinshan was in seclusion.

Wang Ju briefly explained the situation, and then sent the wild people, valley dwellers, stone people, black people, purple stream rice toads, and a bunch of materials and spiritual plants to the trading market.

On the other side, Wang Ju stayed in the poisonous blessed land. It was too troublesome to migrate the nine-line wood, and there might not be a place to plant it in Jinshan.

And the feather people might not be able to find this poisonous blessed land, and even if they found it, they might not know it was theirs.

"You guys, go back to the forest for the time being, and wait for me to call you then."

Wang Ju dismissed several strange beasts, leaving only one good luck with him.

Bo, Si, and Dang Kang were all stunned. They didn't expect Wang Ju to let them go back into the forest so easily.

"Go..."

Wang Ju did not say much. He was alone. These creatures gathered together, but they were not united. In fact, they could not help him much.

If there was resentment, there might even be a backlash of luck.

Apart from the auspicious beast Dang Kang, to be honest, Bo was at least golden luck, and Si was also blue luck, but the help these two brought to him in recent days was not as much as good luck.

Is this really a lack of strength? It's just that his heart is not devoted.

It's better to retreat than to force it.

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