The lord is red again

"You did a good job"

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Even Linde himself has a picture in his mind, which comes from the post posted by the undead.

Could it be that every time he praises the undead, he makes this action too frequently, so it was screenshotted and made into an emoticon package?

Facing the undead's expectant eyes, Linde still gave his praise. At least from a normal perspective, there is nothing wrong with Linde's praise. It represents the lord's recognition, the lord's respect, and expectations and hopes.

For the rest, just pretend not to see it. Anyway, I am an NPC, and I can't see it if I say I can't see it.

The person who was praised by Linde for doing a good job was Ace Aimu who went out to search for seed information. In his words, this time he really returned with a full load.

"But I died, so I didn't bring back any seeds."

What about the full load?

Considering the recent situation in the territory, Linde finally decided to go out with Ace Aimu.

The mutant food that can be planted in large quantities and can be planted in severe cold weather is very important, which can directly solve the current problem of insufficient food in the territory.

He also found that the undead also need to eat. Although most of them have no interest in eating, some of them are still keen on "alien food".

Economic development is inseparable from agriculture. How can the undead from the country of big foodies not experience the food of the other world?

Therefore, whether it is economic development or tying the stomach of the undead, food is a must.

"Single task!"

Ace Aimu was surprised. He was not a player of showy operation. He did things very well. His only hobbies were farming and half tower defense.

But on the way, he couldn't help chatting with Lind.

"After passing the previous section, I climbed up the tree and saw a village in the distance."

Ace Aimu pointed to the dead forest in front and introduced his experience at that time.

He himself was surprised. Should we say that there is no peace in this world? Just walking around will encounter a group of bloodthirsty monsters, just like last night, just like the night before... action means danger.

The sunlight of the day shines on the dead forest, and the twisted tree trunks sway like thin ghosts.

The fishy and cold wind blew through the trees, grabbing the tree trunks fiercely, and making a series of sharp and creepy noises.

Lind tightened his coat. The wind in the forest was sharp like a needle, and it felt like a burning fire needle piercing the skin.

Is there a volcano ahead?

Based on Lind's simple understanding of the area around Star Dragon Outpost, to the north are surrounded by mountains and the ancient battlefield where the undead were "reborn".

To the south is the town of Prey, which requires a full day of rapid march to reach.

To the west is the Dead Forest. To the west of the Dead Forest is a Banshee Lake that the survivors of the doomsday believe must not be approached without permission. Further west is the foggy cliff. The view is completely blocked by the fog and nothing can be seen. No matter how strong the wind is, it cannot blow away the fog.

There are no strange sounds coming out of the fog, but it is full of strangers.

To the east of the Star Dragon Post is a canyon tunnel called "Dragon Tooth Mountain Road". Lind and his men have never walked there. Before the doomsday, "Dragon Tooth Mountain Road" did not exist.

Perhaps the shattering of the magic ring triggered the movement of the earth's crust. There was even a small volcano floating up from the Dragon Tooth Mountain Road, like a conspicuous red envelope on a thin face, and from time to time it would ooze out hot "pus".

Lind could still remember some of the way back to Goliath, but he was not the previous Lind after all, so he didn't remember it very clearly. Going east was inevitable, and the east would inevitably meet the new noble, which put his plan to find his fiancée and ask His Royal Highness for help on hold.

He looked up at the sky.

He had a strong sense of direction, and he was indeed going west. How could there be hot Mars in the west?

"What's the situation in that village?" Lind asked.

Perhaps the undead in front of him brought him another surprise.

"They gathered together."

Ace Aimu recalled: "They rarely changed their clothes, smelled bad, had hunched skin, and always sang strange poems, but not many of them could sing well. Most of them could only laugh, scream, cry, and roar."

"It was completely like a sick wolf wearing wrinkled human skin." Ace Aimu tried to find adjectives as much as possible: "Well, there were no young people in that village. They were all sickly and aging old people."

"Maybe you didn't encounter an ordinary village."

Linde was alert.

Village? It is a rare force in this world.

Castles, outposts, towns, gathering places, camps, and even bonfires are more reliable than "villages".

The two finally walked out of the dead forest. They did not encounter any danger along the way, and even did not see a mouse with the strongest survival ability.

In the distance, a dozen dead trees twisted into one, like a giant ghost claw twisting and grabbing the sky. There were also three or five tombstones squeezed into the air by the tree trunks. The dead trees that seemed to have no vitality at all were probably the most survivable non-mutated plants in this area.

The "fingers" of the ghost claw were entangled with thorny vines. The mutant plants and non-mutated plants were nestled together and coexisted, which looked very strange.

A dozen incomplete skeletons were dragged by vines and hung like puppets under the huge "ghost claw" that covered the sky.

The cold wind blew, and the bones swayed.

A skeletal arm fell down and landed in front of the two.

Adding a bit of doomsday horror and sadness.

"Go forward from here." Ace Aimu continued to lead the way, but Linde reached out and grabbed him.

"Don't move yet."

"What's the matter, sir?" Ace looked down curiously, following Lind's gaze.

There was a series of huge horse hoof prints on the ground.

On the road from Xinglong Post to Prey Town, there were huge horse hoof prints. Now there are still horse hoof prints going west. Either there is more than one monster, or the monster is wandering around without a fixed address.

Who knows when he will break into the Star Dragon Post.

"What a big horse" Ace said in admiration, but no matter how hard he stared, he couldn't get any more information: "Is it a mount?"

"It's the enemy!"

Lind checked the terrain and relied on experience to determine that the target of the giant horseshoe monster was in the direction of Banshee Lake. He reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go, continue to lead the way."

"Sir, should we go over there and get rid of that thing?" Ace Aimu pointed at the horse's hoof prints.

With Linde as his thigh, if he can directly kill the opponent, the experience and rewards will definitely make others jealous.

He just loves farming, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want the free experience.

"We will investigate later. Our first target is the village you mentioned, as well as the seeds."

"Yes, sir!" Ace nodded lovingly.

I guess it has something to do with the hidden plot, or it could be the same wild elite monster as last night.

He has no idea of ​​starting a BOSS. He has no equipment and no level, but others might be interested.

After completely leaving the dead forest and passing through the giant "Ghost Claw" tree, Linde felt something was wrong: "Are you sure you are heading in the right direction?"

The burning sensation became behind his back. If the goal was the burning sensation, then Ace Amour must have gone in the wrong direction.

Ace admired him but didn't react and continued to move forward. Linde reached out and held his head, then raised his hand and patted his cheek.

"Ouch, wait, wait, wait! I'm losing blood!" Ace's eyes returned to normal.

"I...Sir, I thought I heard someone calling my name just now, so I subconsciously followed me."

He looked ahead, his face full of discomfort.

I have never encountered this kind of situation when playing games before. When the player is controlled, can the player really lose control of his mind?

Linde also looked ahead, but he had more things in mind.

"Banshee Lake!"