i have a shelter.

The other bandits were not bad either. It seemed that they were all from the mountains before, and they were all good at using javelins.However, he was not as steady, accurate, and ruthless as when he shot.

Yes, it seems that there are still a few guys who can use it.

But there are still a few guys who are relatively useless.For example, the thinnest follower is the horse thief named Aji.He was almost jumped by a zombie!If Alexander hadn't shot at a critical moment, someone would have been injured.

The bandits finally dealt with the six emaciated zombies without any risk.This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.However, the strict instructors are like slave masters, not giving them any chance to rest.He went straight up and kicked a few people who were sitting on the ground, and ordered them to pick up picks and hoes to work.

No one dared to complain, so they could only work like the exiled prisoners.

The big pit where the corpse was to be buried was slowly dug up.The lord walked over slowly and asked the name of the best-performing subordinate.

"Martin, sir, you can call me Martin," said Martin.

Martin was in his mid-thirties, but his face was smeared with mud from being so spoiled.Two more beards grew on his nose, and his beard hasn't been trimmed for a long time.So it looks like it's over 40.

"Well, it's a good name. It's very suitable to be a knight." George nodded, and said in the words that everyone can stand up to: "Sinners will not always be sinners. Martin, I remember your name."

After finishing speaking, he gave a cold look at the sneaky guys.

After that, everyone swung harder with their picks.

Ignoring their thoughts, George walked aside after speaking, and chatted with Alexander, "Teach me two tricks, big man? Do you have any special skills that are suitable for me to use?"

"Throw! My javelin is spot on!"

"Change to another." George spit out these words crisply.

The big man patted the back of his head, a little unhappy.He pouted, lowered his head to look at his little lord, and suddenly nodded again: "Yes, boss, you are such a dry boy, it is really useless to learn how to throw a javelin."

"......"

0018 Robbery Mobilization

"Teach you to wrestle, this is my second best." Alexander said: "Boss, I found out that you only know how to use hammers and books, and you especially like to hit the head directly. But in fact, you should be good at using weapons and body All parts of the..."

Following Alexander's explanation, as well as some demonstrations and pointers, George suddenly had some insight and felt that he seemed to have found some tricks.

Tripping: You know that if you can easily trip an enemy whose physique is lower than yours, this skill will make you more flexible and adaptable in battle.

"Let's practice, no." Looking at the lord who grinned and kicked his leg, Alexander said naively, "I'll call you over."

As he spoke, he waved to the subordinates working over there.

A guy came over in a hurry. He just worked hard after hearing what the lord said.So I thought it was going to be a good thing...

After a few tries.George found that under Alexander's guidance, he became more proficient in mastering this technique.If he wanted to, those guys who were thinner than him would hardly have a chance to stand up.

Although the servant was thin and weak, he had a lot of strength.His physical fitness should not be much different from yesterday's, but George felt that he was tripping him now, just like tripping over a little chick.

After playing a few times with that guy without using this technique, George found that his extra 0.3 physique had an absolute advantage when dealing with him.But if you don't use the technique of tripping, it won't be so easy and freehand.And not only does it take a lot of effort, but it's also impossible to succeed every time.

He suddenly discovered that this seemingly simple technique seems to have a lot of knowledge.And his master is obviously very good at this, even if he throws away his extremely advantageous body shape, he is probably at the level of a gold belt wrestler.

"When I was 12 years old, I was already invincible in our village. No one could fall me." Alexander said, reaching out to pick up the guy who was almost unable to stand up.

George looked up and down the guy's body, and nodded deeply.

"You need to practice more, boss." Alexander casually threw the guy in his hand aside, hooked his hands, and called another one over.

The guy who was slacking off and looking over here to watch the excitement had a look of despair...

The big pit was dug quickly, and when all the corpses were put into the pit, George began to pray.

When the angel appeared in midair and the sun penetrated the clouds to shine on the cemetery, the followers who witnessed this miracle fell to their knees one by one after a moment of stupefaction.

This scene is undoubtedly solemn and sacred, especially in this doomsday.It can't help but rekindle the hope that has long been annihilated in people's hearts.

Once connected with the big cake that the lord had painted before, superstition began to gradually rise in these people's hearts.

Someone even took the initiative to crawl over and started crying to the pastor, and made a confession.

Finally, an audience watched me perform miracles...

After the prayer was over, George took this opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, and told the lie: "I was originally a high priest of St. Willek Cathedral, but I was inspired by the God of Sanctuary to leave the sanctuary. Now I will build a sanctuary. People of God, although the territory you see is only a barren land, that’s why God guided me to choose this place for my journey of redemption. Because He knows that there are people most in need of help in this most severely affected area. And I also know that there is the guardian of God hidden among the disaster victims waiting for me to wake up."

After speaking, he glanced at these people.And nodded meaningfully...

Everyone thinks he's talking about himself...

While the subordinates were burning the corpses and working in full swing.George quietly unfolded his scroll.

There are many corpses in this cemetery, some of them crawled out a long time ago, and they wandered off to nowhere.Some have been beating rotten coffins in the soil.But now, in this soul transcendence, these waiters must have truly rested and will not wake up again.

Coupled with the corpses brought in today, George's wish reached 30 at one time!

After thinking about it, George improved his ability to inspire.

Inspiration v1: You have begun to understand how to lure those foolish people who have no faith. When you teach them the holy scriptures, it will be easier for them to become believers.

What's the use?What a waste of my ten prayers!Scratching his dirty and itchy hair fiercely, George felt a pain in the ass.

The reason why he chose to improve this ability was entirely because he always felt that this calling should be more than that simple.After all, in the myths and legends, those legendary great priests can even transform demons into heroic spirits and beasts into guardian beasts.

But the truth slapped him hard.

It may also be that the level of inspiration is not enough... George shook his head, leaving himself with a little hope.However, he swore that if he wished for another 100 points, he would never upgrade this thing first.

It seems that without going up a level or two, it will be of no use at all.

After ordering those people to fill up the burned bodies and bury them, George was not in a hurry to let these people go out with himself to rob.Instead, he went back to the tavern and asked them to fish out the clothes that lived in those cauldrons.

These clothes belonged to the dead soldiers and had Johannes' logo on them.

Although it is a little wet, it is still stronger than before.And after putting it on the outside of the clothes, it will probably dry out in the sun during the day, and it won't take too long.

When the subordinates looked at the clothes and hesitated, fearing that wearing the clothes of the dead would bring bad luck, George pretended to recite the holy hymn to the clothes without using mana.And told them that the evil spirits above have been completely purified, and wearing these clothes will not only cause nothing, but will also receive the blessing of the dead heroic spirits.

"In addition, if anyone of you is bitten by a zombie in the future, you can also tell me. I will represent the god of protection and remove the diseases and demons from his body."

Poor followers, until now they still don't know that this great priest can only save two people a day.That hymn without mana can't completely cleanse the poison of corruption.If I really believe him, I am afraid that I will die one day without knowing how...

However, it was too late, these bandits had already started to have a superstitious belief in the lord who seemed to be more powerful than the great priest...

Listening to the praises, confessions and random prayers of those people around him, George taught with a holy face.But I was thinking of something else in my heart.

It wasn't obvious when I cleaned the house before, but when I applied holy hymns to these clothes, I felt some obvious difference. It seems that these clothes were indeed polluted before.But the hymn at level v1 should have played a role.

After thinking about it, he asked these subordinates who were already dressed to move over a few wooden barrels.