It stands to reason that within a thousand meters, the hit rate of her elemental arrows is almost 100%, and it is absolutely impossible for a mortal to avoid a fatal blow.
But that guy...
She couldn't help but think of Zhang Liang, a genius?
If it is true, it seems to be a little stronger than Zhang Liang's. Zhang Liang's reaction speed is definitely not as fast as the guy in front of him.
Thinking like this, she ran nine hundred meters away.
I looked at the blood stains on the ground and traced them for dozens of meters, but there was no trace.
The dense forest had just been exposed to the sun, the ground was hard, and there were no footprints to follow.
There are also rangers in the opponent's camp, and they also have considerable knowledge about anti-tracking capabilities.
I'm afraid it won't be that easy to find it in the huge forest.
After a while, she returned to the camp.
Looking at Lin Ye with a calm expression, he lowered his head and said with shame, "I'm sorry, Lord, I messed up again."
"For the sake of your injury, this is the last time."
Lin Ye glanced at her and went to the bunker with a solemn expression.
He plans to spend huge sums of money to build a third-level taming field in advance.
There is a blueprint for the third-level wolf-riding warrior in the resource page of the Civilization Chronicle. With the taming field, you can recruit the third-level beast soldier earth giant wolf.
This beast-like troop is extremely capable in tracking, far surpassing any humanoid troop.
It was originally expected to be a few days late. After all, Lin Yi and others are only second-level farmers, and their construction capabilities need to be improved.
But he was determined to kill the one who had just escaped.
I vaguely remember that I have read a certain novel before, in which the little villain in the early stage became more courageous with every setback, and his life was as tough as a cockroach.
Every time you don't die, the next time you appear it will definitely cause a devastating blow.
And that one looked very much like the villain in the novels he had read before.
Cruel, vicious, decisive, and accurate in judging the situation...
He seems to be a gifted person too?
He has seen the power of Adelia's elemental arrows, and there is no chance for mortals to be spared.
There is a high probability that he has an ability similar to Zhang Liang.
Sir, no matter what, we must nip this dangerous element in the cradle.
Stepping into the recruitment hall of the bunker, I happened to bump into Lin Yi.
At this moment, he was coming out of the portal with a large amount of money for indigenous farmers.
"What's wrong with your face?" Lin Ye looked at Lin Yi strangely and asked you to recruit thousands of farmers. You didn't say anything for so long, and you made yourself look like you had been beaten by dozens of people, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
, the panda eyes of both signs were punched out.
"it's okay no problem."
Lin Yihan smiled and scratched his head, pointed to the team of farmers coming behind him, and introduced: "Lord, this time I spent a lot of money to recruit all the relatives of the tribe, no, just to see if I have any
Changjin, my uncles and uncles gave me many cordial and friendly greetings."
"Fortunately, we didn't lose face to the lord, and they didn't take advantage, haha."
Hearing this, Lin Ye looked in the direction he pointed.
As expected, the dozen or so farmers headed by them all looked somewhat similar to Lin Yi.
Likewise, there are more or less bruises on the face.
It is estimated that when Tohru and others started fighting against the zombie tide, they competed in the recruitment hall.
Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the middle-aged man standing in the front row at the core C position is the only elite farmer in the audience who did not suffer any injuries.
What surprised Lin Ye most was that this person was still in the third stage.
He remembered that after the bunker was upgraded, he was specifically reminded that farmers and casters of one level higher needed to obtain new recruitment orders before they could be recruited.
Without the third-level recruitment order, he should not be able to recruit higher-level farmers.
"Ahem..."
At this time, Lin Yi coughed lightly and interrupted appropriately: "Lord, this is my father, Mus Baruch, a third-level farmer. He once founded Dragon Blood City, one of the seventy-two major cities in the underground world.
He has made great contributions and was given the name of the Dragon Blood Clan."
"It's a pity that only my father is qualified to inherit. After he retired from Dragon Blood City, he established a peasant tribe in our village. Now he is the tribe leader. Because of my relationship, he went through special channels and spent more zombie souls.
, only then can we invite him here."
"That's it." Lin Ye nodded, showing an expression of understanding.
As for what method to use, he didn't ask much.
His eyes fell on the leader of the peasant tribe.
Well, he does look a bit like a clan leader.
The clothes he wears are several levels higher than those of ordinary farmers. His clothes are neat and tidy, his face is upright, and he doesn't look like a farmer at all.
On the contrary, there are small landowners in some biographies.
Seemingly sensing Lin Ye's thoughts, Lin Yi casually said, "Lord, don't look at my father's well-dressed clothes. In fact, he is really a farmer. This is the only thing he has left after he came back from Dragon Blood City."
The last one is unpatched and is only worn when meeting distinguished guests. It is similar to what we wear at ordinary times."
Rebellious son!
Mousse Baruch was furious.
If the lord hadn't been here, he would have slapped the traitor with a slap in the face, making him cry for father and mother.
I have seen cheating people, are there any cheating people like you?
I have lost my bloodline transfer quota once in decades, and now you are trying to undermine me. Don't you and I don't want to lose face?
"Shut up if you don't know what to say!"
He glared at his bastard son fiercely.
Then he bent down and acted out the aristocratic etiquette he learned from Dragon Blood City decades ago in a serious manner, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "This is the lord of the territory, I am Lin Yi's father, Mous Baruch.
It's a pleasure to meet such a young and promising lord like you."
"At the same time, I would like to thank you for thinking so highly of my stupid son and giving him a name. On behalf of the Baruch tribe, I salute you and am willing to serve you."
"Nice to meet you too, Mousse Baruch."
Lin Ye smiled and nodded. After helping the other party up, he quickly said: "Mousse, you came just in time. I have the drawings of the third-level domestication field and I need your help."
"This is no problem. Lin Yi told me before he came here. I have built third-level and even fourth-level taming fields in Dragon Blood City. I have rich experience. Plus the lord has the drawings, so it will be twice the result with half the effort.
Much faster than an ordinary third-level farmer." Mus Baruch said confidently.
"That's better, but I need to fix it in ten seconds."
As soon as Lin Ye blurted out these words, Mous Baruch almost became paralyzed with fear.
Are you kidding me?
For ten seconds, you thought I was the god of farmers.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to embarrass you. As you can see, my bunker has been upgraded to level 5. For basic construction, you can use zombie spirits to exchange for taming field acceleration rolls. I don't have much else, but I have no shortage of zombie spirits. You can use them as you like.
"
"That's it." Hearing this, Mous Baruch breathed a sigh of relief and secretly smacked his tongue.
My stupid son didn't lie. This new human lord is simply lawless.
The third-level taming field may not seem high, but using the accelerated construction function requires at least six acceleration rolls.
This is 6,000 zombie souls.
Good boy, you've got a big dog. I heard from my stupid son that if you do it well, you might get an upgrade coupon as a reward.
Well, in the long run, this wave seems not to be a loss.