i have a shelter.

On one side of the weed pile, the weeds are still weaving their own baskets...

What a fucking ghost...

A lot of that gold has been polished.In the basket on one side, there is still a lot of black soil and meat paste.

The huge millstone was dripping with pus and exuding a scorched stench.It looks very disgusting.

George walked over, sniffing his nose, and chanted a divine hymn.Although this hymn did not use mana, it did have some effect.After the vicinity of those millstones was purified, the stench disappeared a lot immediately, and the gold and rubbish became much drier.

"You two mix the unburnt ones with weeds and burn them. Remember to grind them as finely as possible, and then sieve the broken pieces again to remove the large, unbreakable bones. Pick them out and throw them back into the cemetery. Mix the available ones with dung, plant ashes, and black soil, so that the citizens cannot easily identify them."

The servant of the kingdom of heaven seemed to understand the words of the lord, and bowed to accept the order.

After saluting, they stood there without moving, but the weeds suddenly flew up out of thin air, wrapped the bones one by one, and piled them into a pile.Afterwards, a faint blue fire was automatically ignited.

This fire seems to be very special, as if it came from the underworld, or from heaven.The pile of bones was quickly scorched in the faint blue flames.

Looks like they're still two good cooks...

Smelling the smell of the barbecue, George secretly thought he was guilty, and he didn't plan to stay in this disgusting place for another second.

He gave some instructions to the servants of the kingdom of heaven, and told them that after finishing the golden clumps, don't forget to clean the two baskets of grasshoppers that the children in the tavern secretly sent at night .

Then he went directly to the cemetery and put the three ghosts into the tomb.and prayed for them.

Seeing that the grace was consumed from grace: 87267 to grace: 27267, George's heart twitched slightly.

At present, even if all the leaders blindly believe in it, the foundation of divine grace is at most 330.This can't help but make him feel very inadequate.It can be said that it greatly restricted the development of the territory.

There seem to be two small villages on the other side of the logging camp, so you can drop by tomorrow to see them.As long as there are not many newcomers coming at one time, and the old people bring newcomers, they will soon be integrated into the group and increase the resources of divine grace.George thought it was a good idea.Because tomorrow, after those people are fooled out of the village by him, they can be lured to the lumberyard first to help him do some work first.

After making up his mind, George unfolded the scroll and experimented with the servants of the kingdom of heaven, confirming that the scroll could store them.This can't help but surprise him.

While a Servant of Heaven is in a scroll, it is considered to be in Sanctuary.So it is not time consuming.

In this way, he can take the servants of the kingdom of heaven directly to the lumberyard.

Although they can only work for an hour at most after they walk out of the scroll, they have to return to the scroll.But George felt that time should be enough.

There is not much work at the lumberyard that requires the servants of the kingdom of heaven to do. Their main job is to help him with river transportation.

The wood needed for the school site is not particularly large. If you are lucky, you can start the work by transporting it there tomorrow.As for my castle... hey.Thinking of this, George couldn't help but burst into tears.

According to the current situation in the territory, the work of repairing the castle can only be postponed, and the first batch of wood will definitely not be wasted on the castle.

After sighing, George slid his hand over the scroll.During the sliding process, those new servants of the kingdom of heaven immediately received the instructions on the scroll and went to the mill.

When I left the cemetery, I brought a bunch of corpses with me...

When George walked out of the tomb, he saw the scene of the corpse flying in the sky, and his hairs stood on end in horror.

"It's so fucking scary!" Wiping the cold sweat off his brow, George urinated by the tree and trotted towards the tavern

With these five guys, everything in the cemetery can be turned into gold tonight.There are a lot of zombies around here, and the fertilizer in the field can be endless.

The servants of the kingdom of heaven are very efficient. I am afraid that as long as they are busy for a few hours every night, the fertilizer for the next day can be produced.

The sanctuary at night was buzzing with insects, George pushed open the door of the tavern thoughtfully, and smelled the aroma of barbecue.

He almost spit it out...

The subordinates seemed to be still on patrol, and he was the first one to come back.

Sitting by the fire pit and taking two sips of wine, George suppressed the squirming in his stomach.He looked at the roasted wolf meat, the corner of his mouth twitched for a long time, and found that he couldn't get any appetite.

Not long after, Alexander and others also came back.These people were dusty and dusty, and their hands were still a little wet. They seemed to have washed their hands before meals according to the stories in the scriptures.

I thought that these people would be very excited after seeing the wine, but it seems that except for a few old followers, everyone else has a little panic in their eyes.But amidst the greetings of George, Martin and others, these newcomers slowly came back to their senses, put down the shield and gun in their hands, and sat down in their seats.

The wine and meat made their somewhat rigid bodies relax.

While drinking happily, Martin saw George's questioning eyes.So he leaned over and told the lord what happened during the patrol.

"Boss, everything went smoothly. Although there were not many new weapons and shields, they were all powerful. However, when cleaning the east side, there were two special things that were very deformed and full of tumors. And its body is big on one side and small on the other. It's so tall." He made a gesture, and it was probably over two meters.

When Martin said this, he also felt a little terrified: "That thing is really terrible when it collides. The most important thing is that it keeps screaming, which sounds creepy! Those newcomers were so frightened that they even took weapons. It didn’t move. But the six of us didn’t hesitate, so we took it for a wild boar! After the javelin passed by, we directly killed one of them.”

Martin spoke very succinctly, but it could be seen from his eyes that the process of their fight with that monster must be very dangerous.

"But another monster rushed into the crowd." Speaking of this, Martin swallowed, as if the thrilling scene still remained in his mind.

"Fortunately, Sir Alexander was there. He kicked it over and cut off its head. Otherwise, someone would have to break it there tonight." After Martin finished speaking, he looked at Alexander full of admiration.

Hearing this, George felt a little cold in his heart.However, there was a smile on his face, and he patted Martin on the back and encouraged him: "Good Martin, you are worthy of being the one who lived in the mountains before. I will teach you a few hymns in a few days. Then you'll realize that these monsters are nothing at all."

After hearing this, Martin's expression became agitated. After he took a sip, he couldn't help but patted his chest and began to brag: "My lord, even now we are not afraid of that thing. Those man-eating bears in the mountains, but Much stronger than that! If there are a few dogs, I can settle it by myself!"

This remark aroused the interest of many people.The people in this room used to eat in the mountains, so they couldn't help but participate in the discussion, bragging about their previous glorious achievements.

Gradually, no one paid any more attention to the terrifying monster.Naturally, I won't think about it anymore, will there be more terrifying monsters appearing in the mist in the future...

In this lively atmosphere, George was distracted.

There are more and more of these special monsters.The kind of thing Martin was talking about was obviously a severely corrupted human being.And maybe still alive... I don't know if it's a blood moon coming soon.Or is there a demon nearby...

Neither of these things are very good...

But as a lord, George could not show confusion and timidity.Watching the atmosphere grow, he delivered another speech.

He made up the monster indiscriminately by citing scriptures, and then blew up the soldiers like gods.

The originally low morale completely disappeared under his adjustment.Then everyone took a few more sips of wine and bragged about it.The thing that almost broke them before became another capital for them to brag about in the future, and their morale became even higher.

George observed carefully. Except for those subordinates, only those bad people were hit the least.And in the encouragement, the encouragement they receive is also higher.

Human nature is really wonderful...George rubbed his chin.

After the couple had gone, George called Martin, who was somewhat drunk, and gave him some orders.

Tomorrow, he had to go to the lumberyard with Alexander and others, and the matter of the territory could only be handed over to Martin and the old blacksmith for the time being.

With this old bandit and old Duke around, there shouldn't be any trouble.And the recruits were already somewhat cohesive, and at critical times, they were able to stand together with their Chief Martin.

Back in the room and sitting on the bed, George sighed while looking at the moon outside the window while flipping through the scriptures.The appearance of the new monster made him feel that the pressure on the shelter was getting heavier.

He has to keep moving forward and quicken his pace.Because the moon turns red after who knows what...

Silent night...