Since the birth of human civilization, battle has been inseparable from it. Day after day, year after year, mankind has walked out of barbarism amidst fighting and sacrifice, and civilization has progressed amidst destruction and setbacks. As long as the race is not extinct, mankind will not stop moving forward.
In the shadow of the sword, courage and self-confidence are the cornerstones of the legend. In the purgatory of blood and fire, mankind can always find the right way to overcome difficulties and to success.
When the tragic fighting stopped, the strong man who won the victory stood upright. Under the gaze of countless lights, the surging crowd shouted loudly. The struggle of life and the recognition of others condense into'prestige' at this moment.
In front of the mud beach of the voodoo swamp, the bodies of three silt monsters fell. One of them was very big, terrifying, and hideous in appearance. When encountering this kind of monster in the past, people only had to flee desperately, and they did not dare to have the least thought of resistance.
But at this moment people gathered around, pointed at the monster corpse on the ground, and sighed. This year, the strong enjoy the respect they deserve, and everyone looks at Zhou Qingfeng with fear, surrender, and flattery.
The strong are not to be blamed, the strong have power, and the strong can survive better. This is the truth that the weak grasped in the miserable life. The strong can gather people's hearts, master resources, and practice will, so they are stronger.
Regardless of whether Zhou Qingfeng is happy or not, even if he is only a'parallel importer' strong now, as long as everyone recognizes him, his status will naturally rise. Not to mention that the people in the settlement still believe that he is a nobleman, this is the identity of his own leadership halo.
The old dwarf was tired and half dead, but the results made it extremely happy. He called a few people, got a stretcher and carried the wounded Todd to the witch doctor shack. The latter is poisoned and unconscious and must be treated as soon as possible.
Others gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, reverent and fearful. Someone courageously stepped forward and asked: "Dear master, do we need to do something?"
The tense fight had just ended, Zhou Qingfeng was soft and weak, standing still unable to move. After being surrounded by a group of people, he was still a little scared, wondering what these people wanted to do
Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when a respectful greeting sounded. 'Shadow' was mocking him because he was fateful and luckily survived. He himself couldn't tell how the courage just came from? He even dared to jump on the back of the leader of the silt monster to fight.
"How many people are willing to accept my order?" Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and shouted. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he always felt that morale was available. It would be wrong not to take the opportunity to gather the people in the settlement.
The surrounding people all stepped forward, raised their hands noisily, and loudly echoed Zhou Qingfeng's call. The exact number is difficult to count, but there are at least hundreds of people.
Although it is just a mob of stubborn character and lack of food and clothing. However, Zhou Qingfeng, who had been fighting a battle, was on the verge of breaking out. He believed that as long as he was well organized, he could use even a'distribution of sand'-even the skeletons would be used by him to grow land, let alone people
Anyway, these people are inferior and humble, and they are despised like snakes and rats. With Zhou Qingfeng as the leader, it is definitely better than their own days. This is the biggest reason why the settlers are willing to rely on.
With popularity and fame, the next thing is much easier.
"Come on ten people, and move the remaining corpses of these silt monsters to the old Borg's shack. Ask him, is there any use for this thing?"
"Thirty more people will form a patrol team with their own weapons. Divide into three groups, I will choose a small leader for you, and light a bonfire inside and outside the settlement. Especially facing the direction of the swamp, patrol day and night to prevent monsters and The enemy invaded."
"The patrol came to me to collect the paralyzing poison and wipe it on the arrow blade of the weapon. My poison is stronger than you used in the past, and the monsters will run away when they see you in the future."
"Who has the food in the settlement? I am willing to buy it at a high price. Ten more people will be responsible for preparing the food, and those who work with me will never be hungry."
The voodoo swamp has been invaded by swamp monsters and suffered heavy casualties all the year round. It should have been in self-defense for a long time. It's just that the entire settlement lacks a core person, everyone is selfish, and no one is willing to pay for others. The result is that everyone is unlucky.
Now Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward to get rid of the silt monsters, gathered people's expectations, and finally organized a sparse team. The people in the settlement have some hope and motivation, joy in their hearts, and cohesion spontaneously arises.
The body of the leader of the silt monster was lifted and dragged to the dwarf witch doctor's shack. This monster looks terrifying, and no one dares to provoke it. Today, it struck that was supposed to create a bloody storm in the settlement, but unexpectedly lost his life.
The person carrying the corpse was smiling, and there was wind under his feet. This kind of monster leader has territorial consciousness, and there is often only one head in one place. With it, other terrifying monsters generally don't get close to the voodoo swamp.
Similarly, if the leader of this silt monster is removed, the silt monster that escaped will not dare to stay in the voodoo swamp. For at least six months, the security of settlements has been greatly improved.
Although the head of the sludge monster stinks all over, its meat also has a strong smell of carrion, and it cannot be eaten. But this kind of monster is generally full of treasures, and there are too many places to use.
Zhou Qingfeng hunted down this monster, which was tantamount to natural possession of a fortune. Those who work for him are not worried that the'noble young master' can't afford to pay, only that they can't do more work for him in exchange for more food and pay.
Voodoo Marsh has been so lively for the first time since its establishment.
The people who had just escaped from all over came back again, screaming at the monster's corpse in amazement and amazement. Encountered such a strong monster, the settlement can be dead, this is a great miracle, worthy of joy.
As for killing monsters and protecting the settlement's master'Victor Hugo', that is even more favored by everyone. When Zhou Qingfeng returned to the settlement, the people who saw him along the way retreated respectfully to the sides, bending over and bowing their heads to greet him.
Some were over-excited and even knelt down, thanking His Excellency Hugo for revenge for his swallowed relatives.
Zhou Qingfeng made his whole body stinky during the fight. He pulled back his thin stabbing sword, and casually called someone to ask: "How can I solve the problem of bathing in the settlement on weekdays?"
Take a bath? The settlers shook their heads one by one, they did not take a bath.
"What do you do with water on weekdays?"
"Back to master, we have a well." Someone replied.
"Go and boil some hot water for me, I want to take a bath." Zhou Qingfeng is no better than the residents of this ruined settlement, as long as he has a chance, he hopes he can be clean.
"But sir, we don't have a pot to boil water. We can only use a wooden barrel for bathing."
"Who has the pot?"
"Old Borg has it. He often cooks medicine in a cauldron."
"Go ask the old Borg to borrow, ask him if you need anything. I will pay the old Borg." Zhou Qingfeng solved the problem in one sentence, "By the way, boil more hot water to make the settlement. Everyone comes to take a bath, and everyone is happy today!"
It’s a bit cold today, and it’s a pleasure to have a hot bath. But with such a simple demand, the impoverished voodoo swamp can't be popularized.
After Zhou Qingfeng announced that everyone could take a bath, there was a burst of joy in the settlement. This is even more exciting than seeing terrible monsters being hunted, and it greatly boosts morale.
A true leader can always make his subordinates feel happy and happy, and happiness starts with little things. From this moment, Zhou Qingfeng faintly ascended to the position of the leader, no one questioned.