Holy Light

Chapter 118: God's revenge

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When Zhou Qingfeng woke up again, the sky of the black forest was shining brightly. Today is a rare good weather. It is summer, and the sun is shining early in the morning.

The village is quiet and orderly. The people in the logistics team got up early, set up a cauldron on the open space in the village, and heated the oven. The villagers at the bottom were dressed in tattered clothes and lined up with armed attendants to get food.

There was steam in the tossing cauldron, and the smell of the food was mouth watering.

The logistics team formed by Zhou Qingfeng is the most popular team in the'Allied Forces'. Although only monotonous hot soup and bread are served for each meal, this is extremely rare in the Black Forest and has never been seen in the past.

No need to worry about eating, which greatly reduces the time cost in life. Everyone found that they had a lot of free time, and even had time to rest.

Seven days have passed since Luke was possessed and defected, and the threat of the goblin has not been eliminated. In order to resist the enemy's possible attack at any time, Zhou Qingfeng had to work hard every day.

Now it's not just the goblin problem, the anger of the murder god Cyric is not just a joke. Zhou Qingfeng can think with his ass and think that the two are likely to converge. The enemy either does not come or comes in full force. The two sides have been immortal.

Order the patrol outpost to check the enemy's movement. Order each leader to take turns to be on guard and enter a combat state at all times. Order the villagers to complete the village fortifications and strengthen the defense. Zhou Qingfeng went around in a circle, not in a good mood.

The various forces in the Black Forest are really like bandits, except for Inisa, who seems to have a family background. The others, from the boss to the small soldiers, are not good-it is really scary to be uncultured. Such a team is extremely unreliable, and its morale can only be maintained for five minutes.

In front of the food stall of the logistics team, several armed attendants walked by with hot bread, and when they saw Zhou Qingfeng, they stood up and paid their respects. The latter was worried and asked: "How's the food recently?"

"Thank you, Hugo, for your kindness. The food is very good." The armed attendants smiled shyly. "We are very satisfied with having such good food at every meal."

"Can you not eat it in the past?" Zhou Qingfeng noticed the dressing and dressing of several armed attendants. The adventurers they followed should be a good mix.

The status of armed servants is higher than that of the poor. They range in age from eleven to twenty-five and sixty-six years old. They rely on fighting for their masters in exchange for income. Their masters are the backbone adventurers in the settlements, rich and poor.

The master is strong, and the life of the attendant is naturally easier. But as Zhou Qingfeng got more and more in-depth understanding, the life of this class of armed attendants was uneven, but it was generally difficult to live with, and the equipment and training were very poor.

In fact, it is not difficult to solve these problems. Since food can be provided uniformly, equipment and training can also be unified. Zhou Qingfeng felt that as long as he controlled these people, it only took three months to increase their combat effectiveness several times.

Zhou Qingfeng has been in the Black Forest for almost a month. Whether he is happy or not, he has been deeply involved in the management of more than a dozen settlements.

Not only armed attendants, but also villager organizations, personnel coordination, and technological development, many places have great potential for improvement. Just let Zhou Qingfeng control these people.

However... it is the most difficult to control these talents.

Zhou Qingfeng's thinking diverged. For his question, the attendants all smiled bitterly and it was difficult to answer. It took a long time for someone to whisper: "Whatever our master eats, we eat whatever. But we must wait for the master to finish eating before we have our share."

Does the owner have a portion after eating? Then eat a ghost!

But under a strict hierarchical system, this is the rule.

Zhou Qingfeng set up a dedicated logistics team, which is actually a remarkable innovation. It avoids deductions and ensures that everyone in the team can eat.

No wonder the armed attendants all smiled after receiving the bread, the food treatment was much higher than before. Every meal can be full, but the leader can only have the treatment.

Zhou Qingfeng said twice, "Eat more. There should be a fierce battle in the past two days. Only when you are full can you have the strength to fight the enemy."

The armed attendants only laughed a few times and did not dare to talk nonsense. But when Zhou Qingfeng walked away, some of them whispered: "If you can eat such good bread every day, you can do your best."

Zhou Qingfeng walked to the logistics team where the bread was distributed, and Rubio, who was behind him, directly jumped in and asked the chef who distributed the bread for a double breakfast. When the cook saw Zhou Qingfeng, he quickly picked the best from the tray of bread.

There was a long line in front of the stall, with several barbarians holding whips to maintain order. Regarding Rubio's behavior, whether it was queuing or maintaining order, he said nothing. Everyone was busy greeting'Your Excellency Hugo' with a cordial attitude.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't try to make everyone equal in one step. He took the bread and mushroom soup from Rubio, found a place to sit down and started eating and drinking. After taking two bites of bread, he said with satisfaction: "Today's bread tastes much better."

When the'Allied Forces' set off from the Iron Ore Valley, the bread baked by the logistics team was also quite good. But within two days, the bread was terrible to death.

Zhou Qingfeng asked, there are only one or two chefs with good skills in the team, and the level of performance fluctuates greatly. To put it bluntly, it is lack of experience. But today this bread looks really good, and it tastes good.

Rubio grinned a few times, and said that Princess Enissa had given instructions to the cooks.

The patrol sentry outside the village came to report back, with a arrogant... goblin.

The patrol sentry's expression was solemn, and he whispered: "Your Excellency Hugo, we found an advancing enemy force in the north. The Magru tribe gathered a large number of troops to kill us. They also sent a goblin. Send the battle book."

The decisive battle is coming, something expected.

But...

War book

Is this goblin neurotic!

The little green-skinned monster jumped out, and it was taller than Zhou Qingfeng's waist. Unlike the lowly species that only shouts "Ok", this goblin can speak lingua franca. It stepped forward carelessly, and opened its mouth like Hongzhong...

"Listen, lowly hypocrites. I know you weak fellows very well. I know you are full of fear because your death date has come.

I am not here to persuade you to surrender, because I do not intend to forgive you. No matter how you plead, cry, or confess, this will not change your destiny.

I am a symbol of evil, a witness of fear, and a king of darkness. I have remembered who I am, I am a great and unmatched dark day.

I will spread your blood all over the ground, hang your heads all over the branches, and throw your intestines to feed the wolves. You will tremble under my anger, because you have offended me who represents the ultimate evil.

Are you ready

My revenge has come! "

When the voice of the declaration of war yelled to the end, the goblin exploded and shattered!