Since the birth of human civilization, battles have been inseparable from it. Day after day, year after year, mankind has emerged from barbarism through fighting and sacrifice, and civilization has progressed amidst destruction and setbacks.
As long as the race is not extinct, mankind will never stop progressing.
In the light of swords and blood, courage and self-confidence are the cornerstones of legends. In the purgatory of blood and fire, human beings can always find the right path to overcome difficulties and move towards success.
When the brutal fighting stopped, the strong man who won the victory stood tall and proud. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the surging crowd shouted loudly. The struggle of life and the recognition of others condensed into 'prestige' at this moment.
In front of the mud beach in Black Marsh Village, three corpses of mud monsters fell down. One of them was particularly big, terrifying, and ferocious in appearance. In the past, when encountering such monsters, the villagers would only run for their lives and did not dare to offer any resistance.
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But at this moment, the villagers gathered around, pointing at the corpse of the monster on the ground, and sighed. In this era, the strong enjoy the respect they deserve, and everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng with fear, surrender, and flattery.
The strong are not criticized, the strong have power, and only by following the strong can they survive better. This is a truth that the weak have mastered in their miserable life. The strong can win people's hearts, control resources, and practice their will, so they are stronger.
Even if Zhou Qingfeng is just a "parallel import" strong man now, as long as everyone recognizes him, his status will naturally improve. Not to mention that the villagers still believe that he is a noble, which brings with him a leadership aura.
The old dwarf was almost dead from exhaustion, but he was extremely happy with the results of the battle. He called a few people, got a stretcher, and carried the injured Todd to the witch doctor's shack. The latter had been poisoned and comatose and needed to be treated as soon as possible.
Other villagers gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, admiring and fearing him. Someone boldly stepped forward and asked, "Dear Sir, do you need us to do anything?"
The tense fight had just ended. Zhou Qingfeng's bones and muscles were soft and he felt powerless after the incident. He could not move while standing on the spot. After being surrounded by villagers, he was still a little scared. He didn't know what these people wanted to do.
But when respectful greetings rang out, Zhou Qingfeng just breathed a sigh of relief. Cyric was mocking him because he was lucky enough to survive. But he couldn't tell where he got the courage just now? He dared to jump to the leader of the sludge monsters.
Go back and fight.
"How many people are willing to accept my order?" Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
The surrounding villagers took a step forward, raised their hands noisily, and loudly echoed Zhou Qingfeng's call. The exact number of people was difficult to count, but there were at least hundreds of them.
Although these were just a bunch of people who lacked food and clothing and had bad character. But Zhou Qingfeng was furious after a big battle. He believed that as long as he organized well, even "a piece of loose sand" could be used by him.
Anyway, these people are inherently lowly and despised like snakes and rats. With Zhou Qingfeng as the leader, they will definitely live a better life than living alone. This is the biggest reason why the villagers are willing to rely on them.
With popularity and fame, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
"Come ten people and move the remaining corpses of the sludge monsters to old Borg's shack. Ask him if this thing is useful?"
"Another thirty people will form a patrol team, and those who need to bring their own weapons will be divided into three groups. Choose a small leader and light a bonfire inside and outside the village. Especially facing the swamp, patrol day and night to prevent the invasion of monsters and enemies.
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"The patrols come to me to get paralysis poison and apply it on the arrow blade of the weapon. My poison is stronger than what you used in the past. In the future, the monsters will run away when they see you."
"Who in the village has food in stock? I am willing to buy it at a high price. If there are ten more people to prepare the food, those who work with me will never go hungry."
Black Marsh Village has been invaded by swamp monsters and has suffered heavy casualties all year round. It is time for them to unite to defend themselves. However, the entire village lacks a core figure. Everyone is selfish and no one is willing to pay for others. As a result, everyone is unlucky.
Now that Zhou Qingfeng has stepped forward, a sparse team has finally been organized. The people in the village have some hope and motivation. They are happy and cohesive.
The body of the leader of the sludge monster was lifted up and dragged to the dwarf witch doctor's shack. This monster looked terrifying, and no one would dare to provoke it on weekdays. Today's attack should have caused a bloody storm in the village, but unexpectedly it was lost.
life.
The villagers who carried the corpse were all smiling. This kind of monster leader has a sense of territoriality, and there is often only one in one place. With it around, other scary monsters will generally not approach Black Marsh Village.
Similarly, after getting rid of the sludge monster leader, the escaped sludge monster did not dare to stay in Black Marsh Village. At least within half a year, the security of the village was greatly improved.
Although the leader of the sludge monster stinks all over, and its meat also has a strong smell of rotting corpses, it is inedible. But this kind of monster is usually full of treasures, and there are too many places that can be used.
Zhou Qingfeng hunted this monster, which meant that he naturally had a lot of wealth. The villagers who worked for him were not worried that the 'noble young master' could not pay, but were only upset that they could not do more work for him.
In exchange for more food and money.
This is the first time since the establishment of Kuronuma Village that it is so lively.
The people who had been running away just now came back one after another, and they were even more surprised and amazed when they saw the monster's corpse. It was an amazing miracle that no one in the village died after encountering such a powerful monster, and it was worth being happy about.
As for the 'Victor Hugo' who killed the monsters and protected the village, he was even more favored by everyone. But when Zhou Qingfeng returned to the village, the villagers who saw him along the way respectfully retreated to both sides, bent down and bowed their heads to the village.
He said hello.
Some were so excited that they even knelt down to thank Sir Hugo for avenging their relatives who were devoured by monsters.
Zhou Qingfeng stunk all over during the fight. He pulled out his thin stabbing sword, called someone casually and asked: "How do we deal with the daily water use in the village?"
"Sir, we have a well." the villager replied.
"Go get me some hot water, I want to take a bath." Zhou Qingfeng is no better than the residents of this muddy village. He hopes that he can be clean whenever he has a chance.
"But sir, we don't have a pot to boil water. We can only use a wooden bucket to take a bath on weekdays," the villager replied.
"Who has the pot?"
"Old Borg has."
"Ask Lao Borg to borrow it. If you need anything, ask him to borrow it. I will pay the fee to Lao Borg." Zhou Qingfeng solved the problem with one sentence, "By the way, boil more hot water and let the people in the village
Come and take a shower, everyone is happy today!"
In cold weather, it is a great pleasure to have a hot bath. But for such a simple need, the poor Kuronuma Village cannot popularize it.
After Zhou Qingfeng announced that everyone could take a bath, there was a burst of joy in the village. This was more exciting than seeing a terrifying monster being hunted. It greatly improved people's morale and strengthened Uncle Zhou's status.
A true leader can always make his subordinates feel happy, and happiness starts from every little thing. From this moment on, Zhou Qingfeng ascended to the position of leader, and no one doubted it.