The Game of Demon Hunter

What made Guo Yunfeng wake up was the iron anchor that fell from the sky.

The gigantic iron anchor on the Laughing Craftsman slammed into the flat ground less than ten meters away from Guo Yunfeng, and made a big hole there.

The slowly descending airship has a great sense of deterrence to the aborigines. Almost all the few residents in Storm's End are frozen in place and dare not move.

When there was still a height of 30 meters from the ground, ropes hung down from the airship, and Xu Yichen lowered down with one hand holding Xilia, who looked like a kitten.

There were four deck sailors who came down with him. They quickly dug holes on the ground, buried nails and began to fix the airship.

"How's the situation in Storm's End?" Xu Yichen let go of the kitten in his hand, let Xilia's feet land on the ground, and tried to regain balance by drawing circles on the ground.

Some people are born sons of the earth. As long as their feet are off the ground, they will lose all their courage. They are so cowardly that they even struggle to ride a horse. Xilia obviously needs more exercise.

"I have managed a large prison with more than 5,000 people before, and the problems here are not difficult for me." Guo Yunfeng's eyes can't help floating upwards, and that huge funny face always has a way to attract people's attention.

"You are a city lord now, don't treat the residents of the city as prisoners." Xu Yichen walked into Guo Yunfeng's lord's seat with ease.

After the death of the previous city lord, even the leader of the city collapsed in disgrace, Guo Yunfeng simply stayed in the fortress of the city guards to work.

"The living standards of the low-level civilians in the Far South region are far from the level of the prisoners in our prison. They are so grateful to me for the unified arrangement of meals." Guo Yunfeng didn't care, and followed the witcher into the fortress.

The interior of the fortress was still damp and dark, but Guo Yunfeng had been used to this environment all his life, and the thick walls gave him a sense of security.

"What's the matter with that airship?" Guo Yunfeng asked after entering the office, took out an exquisite wine jug from under the table, poured it into two cups: "Local reinforcements?"

"Good wine must be cellared for at least 20 years." After a little sniff, the witcher was sure that the contents of the glass were worth a lot: "That's right, the power sent by the mainland this time far exceeds your imagination. It's about to get busy."

"Give me enough population, and I'll be able to restore the production capacity of Storm's End immediately. All the mines will belong to you. I only need 10% of the profit, and the previous payment can be deducted with grain." Guo Yunfeng didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a A thick document: "This is a catalog of all the products I can provide when the production capacity is sufficient."

The demon hunter glanced at it roughly, and the tabular information was clear at a glance, and many resources even drew a linear growth graph with manpower input as the coordinate.

"I will hand over this information to the person who handles this matter. If everything goes well, you will get enough population next month." Xu Yichen threw the information into the storage bag: "But you have to train yourself They, and these people are probably either weak and sick refugees, or pirates who are not easy to discipline."

"I don't want the former, and the latter happens to be what I'm good at dealing with." Guo Yunfeng showed a satisfied smile on his face under the helmet: "The nature of labor reform, even if it's ten generations of wicked people, I can make them pure in nature!"

"Deal, I have to borrow someone from you this time. Whether this trip goes well or not depends on whether he cooperates." Xu Yichen didn't touch the wine on the table, and gently pushed the glass away: "He Formerly a pirate."

Pirate Will's life in Storm's End is not bad. Although he is dizzy with busy work every day, he is at ease.

After a day's work, he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep almost immediately. God knows how many years he hadn't slept so soundly.

When he was on Treasure Island, he even slept with one eye open. This is the life of pirates. Those who are careless will be eliminated by the sea in a short time, and those who survive are real scum.

Will was rich, so he chose Storm's End as his back route. On the one hand, it was because it was not near the sea, and on the other hand, it was because arms trading was also a way to make money.

In the house that served as an emergency shelter during this period, Will not only stored food and medicine, but also hid one-fifth of his property here.

But Will did all his calculations, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived, he caught up with a city-destroying chaos erosion, plague and zombies, and almost threw his life here.

But now, it is still useless to have money in Storm's End Castle. Food, the most scarce thing in the city, is provided by druids in a unified way. These foods will be sent directly to Guo Yunfeng for distribution by him.

For the rest, the city lacks nothing, really nothing.

Before the plague broke out, Storm's End was one of the most prosperous cities in the far south. When the plague came suddenly, from the city lord to the nobles to the poor, ten houses and nine empty houses left the city full of wealth.

Anyone who is hardworking and willing to wander around the aristocratic district can get some gold and silverware, ancient famous paintings.

Although Guo Yunfeng had already conducted a unified search and seized all the valuables, Storm's End Castle was too big and there were too few available people, so there was still a lot of wealth left.

Simply, Guo Yunfeng directly announced that all the citizens could explore the city on their own after completing their labor tasks for the day, and they only needed to hand in half of what they got, and the remaining half belonged to them personally.

Pirate Will, relying on his extraordinary skills, completed the task quickly, and was able to go to places that ordinary people could not go, and achieved the feat of doubling his assets in a short period of time.

Picking up trash in Storm's End is simply more profitable than being a pirate. He is reluctant to leave at all, not to mention that the lord promised that the survivors who have participated in the battle before will get at least two sets of shops facing the street, and the rest of their lives will be worry-free!

Pirate Will sleeps peacefully with this idea every day. Today is his rest day. He originally planned to sleep until dark, and then wander around the noble district at night. Recently, a group of assholes always follow him Wanting to pick up a bargain, so he has been acting at night.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of slamming sounds made the startled pirate Will subconsciously draw his sword and look around. Looking at the familiar walls and furniture, he realized that he was no longer on Treasure Island.

"Pirate Will?" The voice of the speaker outside made Will feel a little familiar: "Open the door quickly! Something happened to you!"

Wil was taken aback immediately, and dared not open the door even more.

But a mere wooden door obviously couldn't prevent the witcher from breaking in, and with the swing of Alder's seal, the entire door was glued to the opposite wall.

"This is the seal of Alder. If you practice it well, you will find it very convenient and practical." Xu Yichen walked into the room of the pirate Will, and taught the girl beside him: "This is also the seal of our demon hunters." The correct way to open the door."

Ciriya nodded ignorantly, keeping Xu Yichen's words firmly in her heart. In the girl's heart, although the Serisian in front of her was an apprentice with her, he was definitely the strongest apprentice of a witcher in history!

Such a powerful person, what he said must not be wrong!

etc! Pirate Will opened his mouth weakly, he always felt that there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it quickly...