Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

Opening the lid of the clay pot, a thick cloud of smoke suddenly rose. There was no obvious smell, but it was light and soft.

Taking another look, the stewed yellow snake soup was like solidified fat, and there were shiny spiritual stone pieces all over it, like sesame seeds and peanuts.

After many experiments by Du En, he finally came up with this method of crushing it into pieces and sprinkling it at the last moment as a seasoning.

Relying on the pure spiritual energy provided by these fifty pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, the defect of insufficient main auxiliary materials was made up.

However, this snake soup was only of the second-grade medium quality.

Because the grade of the clay pot was too low, this was already the limit of what it could cook.

"The update of the pot is imminent."

Du En thought and started to taste it.

The spiritual stone pieces were crispy, fragrant and chewy, and the overall taste was quite good.

Although this could not be seen from his still calm expression.

Then the power of food began to rise.

"Oh? There is an unexpected gain?"

Du En found that the power of the spiritual food with the spiritual stone fragments made his qi, blood and magic power slightly more agile. Obviously, it was in line with the purpose of Jianling Gong, which was the reason.

I originally thought that Jianling Gong was just like the spiritual stone, hard on the outside and pure on the inside, which was just a metaphor. Now it seems that the predecessors who created this technique may have really used the spiritual stone to cut in, and may have eaten the spiritual stone raw.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable."

In this way, the number of times Du En exercises his skills every day will be increased to thirty-five times.

Eat, practice, practice, practice...

Du En's life is on the right track and begins to accelerate steadily.

As long as there is almost no food, he will go to find spirits, collect spiritual objects, and catch and kill monsters as food.

At the same time, he was stingy with various materials and used the fire burning technique to refine instruments, making many inferior second-level low-grade instruments for self-destruction, and quickly improving his proficiency.

In this way, he either took the initiative to attack or encountered predation. In less than a month, he had already wiped out several nests of monsters and killed eight second-level monsters.

Among them, four second-level early-stage monsters were buried directly in his magical death place.

Because there was really too much meat, there were still tens of thousands of kilograms of second-level middle-stage monster meat, and it was visible to the naked eye that it would be stored more and more.

Naturally, he could selectively bury the second-level early-stage monsters in his magical death place, and honor him as the master of magical power in another form.

One family is happy, and several families are sad.

The situation of other new patrol guards seemed very bad.

When the time came to the month when they were sent to fill the position, and they could go to collect their first monthly salary after work today, 19 newcomers had been killed while patrolling alone.

The cause of death was basically being caught, eaten, or bitten to death by monsters. Only one person was found dead of poisoning. No one knew where he ran to, and he was infected with a fierce miasma that even the initial stage of foundation building could not withstand.

Such a bloody lesson forced the remaining new patrol guards to rely more on the old patrol guards and dared not leave their patrol areas rashly.

Even so, it only slowed down the rising trend of the number of victims.

On the night of the monthly salary, Du En still controlled the speed and slowly returned to the camp.

He was still flying in the sky, and he saw a figure from a distance, like a kite with a broken string, slamming outside the camp formation.

The dust and smoke were flying, stained with dazzling red.

Looking up at the direction where the man fled back, a monster with blood on the corner of its mouth huddled in the dim miasma of the mountain forest, revealing an unwilling look, but still chose to retreat and leave before the people in the camp reacted.

"Another attack by a monster..."

Du En began to lower his altitude, and after landing on the ground, he wanted to turn around and see the situation.

But at this time, when everyone else heard the sound and gathered, Yu Jian suddenly jumped out, blocking Du En's eyes, stopping his steps.

"Xiao Du, bring me two bottles of spirit wine later, tell Zhao Jinlin that I want them, he knows what kind of wine to give."

Yu Jian's attitude was arbitrary, with his hands folded, and he seemed unquestionable.

"Okay."

Du En's answer was simple, but he didn't see any actual actions, and he stood there, looking at the other party calmly.

This made Yu Jian stunned for a moment, then he thought of something, seemed unbelievable, suppressed his anger, and asked coldly: "What are you still doing here, hurry up and get to me!"

"Where are the spirit stones?"

"Ah?"

"Let me run an errand on the way, it's not a big problem, but you have to buy me spirit stones for wine..."

"Asshole!"

Faced with Du En who really dared to ask for money for wine, Yu Jian was furious and couldn't bear it anymore.

He rushed forward, while Du En retreated suddenly. While rushing forward, they could not get closer to each other. So, after a while, Yu Jian's head, which was filled with anger, finally calmed down a little.

"You really don't want to be shameless, right!"

Yu Jian stopped, his face was extremely gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and his magic power began to surge. It was obvious that he was going to get serious.

In response, Du En remained calm: "Let's not mention that I was not wrong, just mention another point."

"What? Humph! I want to see what you want to say!"

"Nineteen people have died. No, including this one today, it should be twenty."

"... That's it?"

"There are also four faces on the old patrol side, and they haven't been seen for more than seven days."

"..."

Yu Jian fell into silence.

The personnel problem of the outpost camp has always been obvious. The full staff is 700 people. If you want to do two shifts day and night, take turns patrolling, and take turns resting, you need at least 500 people, but the actual number of people here is less than 250.

Minus some personnel who will not participate in daily patrols, they have long been unable to do even the basic two shifts day and night. There are more and more empty patrol blocks, which have not been alleviated with the recent replenishment of personnel. On the contrary, with the continuous deaths of newcomers and old people, the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

Others may not care about this matter, but Xiang Tao, the camp owner, must care!

Don't look at him scolding Tang Yiping harshly, killing the newcomer is like killing a chicken, but in that case, insulting the chief steward will not hinder his job, and secondly, the newcomer who is already hopeless can't be saved no matter what, it is better to kill him directly to establish his authority, which can also be regarded as making use of his remaining heat.

But if he really can't do his job, that is, managing the camp and maintaining the most basic daily patrols, then he will be punished. Being held accountable and reprimanded is a minor offense.

Tang Yiping is very clear about this, and silently remembers the insults from the other party from time to time!

So, Du En is pointing to the key pain point at this moment.

I am alive and kicking now, I have adapted to it, and I can do a good job of daily patrols. Even the camp owner Xiang Tao can't kill me casually. You, Yu Jian, have to think carefully about the fate of fighting with me to the death here!

"..."

Yu Jian wanted to say something but stopped, and opened his mouth for a long time.

Because he was really afraid of the consequences, who made Du En in front of him put on a posture of burning jade and stone?

Is it worth it to use his future and even his life to exchange with such a guy who doesn't know the difference between respect and inferiority?

It's not worth it!

But now he is embarrassed here. Although no one is watching, he can't get off the stage, lose face, and take the initiative to soften his attitude.

Damn it, why are all the other newcomers so obedient, humble, and always attentive, but you just refuse to give in?

Now I can only pretend to be well served in front of others, and fake smile and comfort all day long!

Yu Jian thought about the recent events, and became more and more angry, but he was still very cautious.

So, both sides fell into silence, and no one spoke for a while.

"Bury the corpse, come here!"

Xiang Tao's shout broke the deadlock here.

Yu Jian breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and said nothing, just watched Du En leave grimly.

"You have buried so many corpses, are you used to life and death?"

"Humph! You are not afraid of death, right! Okay! When I break through to the late stage of foundation building and increase my weight in the camp owner's heart, I will torture you severely at that time, and make you want to live but not to die!"

Yu Jian thought to himself and silently made a vow.

The main reason was that Du En was too sharp in holding this card, and apart from this, he couldn't think of a suitable solution.

Yes, it is indeed possible to ambush and kill Du En outside the camp.

But Yu Jian felt that this was too easy for the other party. Moreover, he had not squeezed enough money out of this kid. Seeing other new guys being so proud and cool recently, he was very jealous!

So, he couldn't let it go so easily!

Therefore, he saved his life for the time being.