Holy Light

Chapter 129: reward

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Uncle Zhou was resurrected full of blood, jumped up from the ground, chased the skeletal war horse and ran in circles for more than a thousand meters, almost exhausted when he was tired. As soon as the others saw him jumping alive, there was nothing to be sad about, and they felt dull and dispersed.

Instead, Zhou Qingfeng was yelling: "Hey, what do you mean? I repelled the goblin and defeated the hero of the evil god. I have created a legend and will be named in history. This is such a glorious achievement that has never been seen in ancient times. Shouldn't it be congratulated? A moment?"

Several villagers were disassembling the corpse of the bear goblin not far away. The armor on the top seemed to be usable, and a few silver coins were found in the remaining bits and pieces, which attracted a lot of trouble.

Jason ran to turn over the corpse of the goblin shaman Zul Grayhide.

Todd and Nar went to grab the baggage of the goblin army.

Even the old knight Nasser, who had always been calm and calm, ignored Zhou Qingfeng, and instead organized manpower to go to the village to put out the fire with Wilson.

Only the dwarf witch doctor Old Borg did not leave, but he stood beside Luke's body and sighed. Zhou Qingfeng found that he was unreasonable after winning, and asked angrily: "What are you sighing for?"

"Luke is actually not bad, he is a rare good person in the Black Forest. Unfortunately, he was possessed by the evil god and ended up like this."

"Don't talk nonsense, I hate the rubbish plot where every bad guy is found to be excusable every time he dies. The bad guy is the bad guy. It's good to die quickly, and the good guys who survive are naturally good guys."

The old dwarf still sighed: "Luke has a dream of unifying the entire Black Forest. He dreamed of this dream for a lifetime. He tried many ways, but the years killed his fighting spirit and buried his ambition. Maybe it is because of him. Be favored by Cthulhu.

I'm not saying good things about him, or justifying him, but some..., this is probably fate. "The old dwarf didn't say clearly, just'something'. He shook his head and left.

Luke's body was finally thrown into the pyre and cremated with the killed goblin. The loser is such a bleak, no one cares.

Waiting for dawn again, the battlefield outside the village resumes as usual, the fog is hazy, and the inside and out become quiet. But everyone's mood became relaxed, the war was finally over, and life had to go on.

In order to kill the evil god Cyric, Zhou Qingfeng was exhausted. At this moment, the morning light was hazy, and thick fog shrouded. Seeing that there was no one around, he simply opened the door of time and space to return to reality, had a nice meal at the little sister-in-law's house in Mawang Village, and then fell asleep.

A carefree life is best.

Only when it was dark, Zhou Qingfeng in his sleep heard noisy footsteps, vague shouts, and trivial collisions of ping-pong from outside the house. He has been fighting for a long time in another world, and he is very nervous. Hearing some movement, he woke up immediately.

After waking up, Zhou Qingfeng did not scream. The first reaction was to touch the weapon, but it was the soft body of the younger sister-in-law. The woman whispered a few words, turned around and continued to sleep. He stared both eyes in the darkness, only to remember where he was.

What's going on outside the house

Could it be a thief

After grabbing a piece of clothing and putting it on casually, Zhou Qingfeng came out of the back room. The village was still dark, but there was a beam of flashlight shaking outside the courtyard. He quietly stuck his head out of the fence of the yard, and saw more than a dozen villagers pushing the carts and carrying burdens.

What is this going to do

"Bad boy, what do you do when you get up before dawn?" The little sister-in-law noticed that Zhou Qingfeng was not in the bed and came out of the back room, just to see the man picking on the wall inexplicably.

"What are those people doing outside?"

Every time Zhou Qingfeng reads the file, the alien time will be restored. But the time in the real world does not go back. He shuttled back and forth between the two worlds, waiting for the successful victory and defeat of Cthulhu, the real world has passed more than three months.

Now let alone the countryside, even in the big cities, there is nothing moving at night. It is very strange that this group of people will be dispatched before dawn. The little sister-in-law pulled the man down and explained in a low voice: "It's also a vegetable seller. Do business like us."

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly realized it, and asked, "Selling to the city? Are there many people like this?"

"Many, especially many." The little sister-in-law sighed after speaking, "Our business is getting worse and worse."

Zhou Qingfeng's task of'earning five thousand yuan from farming in three months' has been completed. By selling vegetables and peanuts, he made a total of more than 40,000 yuan before and after, which greatly exceeded the task requirements.

The second-level "tyrant" needs 400 points for each file reading, and Zhou Qingfeng spent nearly 10,000 points before and after. But the completion of the task was evaluated as "perfect", and he received a reward of 30,000 points. Taken together, there is a slight surplus.

As for cash, due to repeated killings in other worlds, several hundred yuan was spent on purchasing supplies each time. Every time the battle fails, the cash spent is lost. Zhou Qingfeng spent more than 10,000 yuan. But the remaining money can also be called the'rich'.

The fertility of the dragon dung field is exhausted. Without the negative energy support, the skeleton farmer turned into dead bones again, and everything seemed to be back to its original state. Zhou Qingfeng also didn't want to continue farming, but he completed the task perfectly, and it was not a trivial matter of 5,000 yuan.

The news from the village is closed, but it does not mean that the villagers are stupid. Zhou Qingfeng pointed to a bright road, and the He family stood in the limelight and quickly made money. Some people have long been jealous. There are a lot of stumbling blocks behind the scenes, and even fewer people also use the rural waterways to traffic in goods.

Nantou Township has a unique advantage in that the water network is densely covered and the waterway leading to Tianyang City is not blocked by the dam. The water source is abundant, and the water channel is continuous all year round. There are currently three boats running in the He family for transportation, but there are already more than ten boats following the trend.

In the past three months, the He family has made more money than imagined. This year, the demand for commodity circulation is large, but there are few employees and low competition. As long as you find the right way, making money is easy.

The township government has noticed the spontaneous commercial activities of the people. Some officials want to set up a card to collect taxes. Some officials also want to encourage development and expand the rural economy. There is also an opinion to let it go and continue to observe. Anyway, there are all opinions.

Mawang Village is the poor among the poor, but there is a way to make money but it will not be invisible.

"Every time you come back, you don’t care about the things in the village. The people in the village don’t sell vegetables for a day or two. They refuse to sell the vegetables to our family, and they have to collect the money and get a boat to ship to the city. Even if they can’t go to the city. , They can also go to the county."

Zhou Qingfeng commanded the skeletons to work at night, ran around during the day to buy supplies and equipment, or fell asleep. He really didn't know the changes in the village.

The little sister-in-law was a little sad, and the He family's income has increased greatly than before, but after all, so many people come to grab business is not happy.

But from an overall point of view, with Zhou Qingfeng's little lever gently moving, more than a dozen villages in Nantou Township are faintly becoming a trend of supporting vegetable production bases in Tianyang City.

Once the common people find a way to make money, this trend will break through any obstacles like a torrent, to the extreme. Zhou Qingfeng let this torrent arrive at least five years in advance.

The competition for vegetable sales will become more and more fierce, and He's business will return to normal in half a year at most. But this is not a matter of one person, one family, this is the future well-being of the 10,000 to 20,000 people in Nantou Township, a road to prosperity.

When Zhou Qingfeng had a sense of understanding, a virtual panel lit up in front of him-over fulfilling social development tasks and issuing additional rewards. You can choose:

1. Fifty thousand points coupons.

2. Two hundred thousand cash.

3. Learn an arcane trick.