The Dictatorial Lords

After more than 2 months of trekking, Locke and others finally arrived. It is located in the wild land at the southernmost tip of the empire, the legendary battlefield of the gods, the Wigerut Wilderness, where there are countless criminals, aliens, and half-orcs. Orcs, anyway, those who can't survive in their own race or who have committed serious crimes are concentrated here. There is no law at all.

The wolfhunter tribe, this is the first small tribe that Locke passed by, specializing in robbery, notorious robbers, making a living by plundering, of course, the process may be a bit bloody, in the end the wolfhunters paid one-third of the whole village. The price of not hurting Locke and others passed through there. It can be seen that the combat effectiveness of elite soldiers and high-level knights. Locke led the knights through the wolfhunter tribe, and came to a dry forest. This is a unique tree in the wild. Only this kind of tree can survive in this place with great temperature differences between cold and hot. A few leaves grew on the bare trunk, showing their tenacious life.

Very quiet, but also very hot.

Locke led the knights all the way, only to see stumps and dead trees everywhere. At a glance, there was not even a little moisture. Fortunately, Locke and the others came close to night, otherwise they would definitely be roasted into mummies fate. According to the leader of the wolfhunters, the daytime temperature in the Wegerut Wilderness is at least 50 degrees Celsius. When you think about it, you can't imagine how the race here survived.

It seemed that he had to reach a foothold as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Locke ordered the knights to mount their horses. The soldier and the knight rode together on a war horse and galloped away into the distance.

After running fast for about an hour, at least 60 miles away from the wolfhunter tribe, Locke found some low shacks made of haystacks in front of him, and low figures came in and out. Seeing the arrival of Locke and others, they all showed a vigilant look. A guy who looked like a leader stepped forward, and Locke saw clearly that they were a group of low ground rats. "My lord, what can I do for you?" Locke looked at the ratman and sized him up carefully. He was short in stature, with a pair of claw-like hands, and he seemed to be an expert at drilling holes. Is it the high temperature during the day? Why don't I recruit this group of ratmen to dig holes for me to avoid the cruel temperature during the day? "Are you the leader of this tribe?" Locke asked after making up his mind.

"Yes, my lord, I am the leader of this ratman tribe."

"I'm the lord of the Pioneering Land. I heard that you ratmen drill holes very quickly? Now I need to see your abilities?" Locke said

"My lord, the talent of our Ratmen is to make holes. We can create an underground space that can accommodate dozens of people within a few hours. However, our combat effectiveness is low and our population is large. We are driven by the orcs and can only come here. This is the Vigrid Wilderness." The Ratman leader said proudly and frustrated.

"Let me see your abilities. If it is true as you said, I will recruit you. You don't need to fight. You can become my subjects and work for me. I can give you food and silver coins!" Locke said.

The leader of the Ratmen was overjoyed. There was no force in the Wigrid Wilderness that was willing to recruit a group of Ratmen with low combat power. He immediately patted his chest and shouted, "Don't worry, give us half an hour, and we will definitely be able to create a qualified underground space! "

The mice moved quickly, without any tools at all, only saw the sky full of dust, and more than 50 mice had already gone underground, Locke was stunned.

"Okay." The leader of the Ratman came out directly from the ground. In less than half an hour, Locke walked into the cave in disbelief. The passage was as high as a person, and he went down obliquely. Ten meters of space. Several beams are supported in the middle, apparently to prevent landslides.

"My lord, this place is 15 meters underground. During the day, it can completely insulate the high temperature of the surface." The leader of the Ratmen pointed to the underground space.

"Very well, what's your name, from now on, your tribe will be my subjects and work for me." Locke nodded with satisfaction. Niu X, such a short time. Dig out such a large space. It can be seen that the talent of the Ratman is really awesome. Why don't those savages in the Wigerut Wilderness not know how to use the Ratman? Or does each faction have a group of Ratmen serving it?

"My lord, you can just call me Lawrence. Are you really planning to recruit us? You know, our Ratman's combat effectiveness is low. Even those big forces don't want to recruit us. They just hire us to make holes for them. We will be expelled." Lawrence said excitedly.

"That's right, now, you gather your clansmen, let's set off quickly to find a good place to establish a territory and dig underground caves. I don't want to be roasted into dry meat tomorrow." Locke turned and walked out as he said.

When they got to the ground, a group of Ratmen gathered together, talking and laughing, obviously such a burrow was a piece of cake for them.

The ability to dig holes was completely beyond Locke's expectations. He rode on a horse and waited for Lawrence to gather his tribe. Silently watching their excited gestures there, Lawrence obviously told everyone about Locke's recruitment of them. One by one the eyes are red.

"My lord." Lawrence looked at Locke coyly, "Well, can we make some requests? I know, it's a bit too much to ask my lord now."

"any request"

"My lord, can you give us some water? Many people in the tribe have never drank water. If they migrate now, many people will die on the way." Lawrence looked at his new master, Water, begging. What an extravagant word it is in the wilderness of the Wegrut Wilderness.

"Of course" Locke smiled. He didn't know how precious the water in the Wigerut wilderness, especially the clean fresh water, was. With a wave of his hand, a knight came over holding a wooden barrel and placed it beside Lawrence.

Lawrence returned to the crowd of rats with the bucket in his arms, and burst into appalling cheers, as if praising the kind lord.

Locke looked a little funny, isn't it just some water?

Called Lawrence, and saw his belly bulge slightly. He obviously drank a lot of water, so he asked, "Lawrence, where did you get the water you usually drink?" Seeing this, Lawrence said, "There are foxes who specialize in selling water in the Wigerut Wilderness. merchant."