After sleeping until three o'clock in the morning, I feel so refreshed.
After roaring several times at the sun in the sky, Zhang Yang felt that he could be resurrected twelve times with full health on the spot.
But today is destined to be an extremely busy and important day.
At this moment, Zhang Yang's thinking was also very clear. He quickly recalled the events of the past two days and immediately came to a conclusion.
"The process of cutting the wooden spear is not directly related to the result of turning the wooden spear into a magical weapon, but there is an indirect connection."
"The main reason why I was able to succeed was not that I mastered the confinement spell, but that the wooden spears cut by Wu Yuan were of very good quality, and could withstand more confinement spells. Then the failure of the confinement spell turned into a mental shock. I used my soul power to continuously warm the wooden spear, and finally I could imprint the confinement spell on it."
"Therefore, there is no need for me to release the confinement spell. I just need to ensure that my soul power can skip this step and directly warm the wooden spear."
"In a word, soul power, that is, spiritual power, can change the material in reality as long as it is strong enough. I don't care about the principle of this process. After all, I am not a gangster. The most important thing for me now is to keep making this kind of imprisonment. It’s best to make more than a hundred spears, and when the deer monsters attack, shoot them in the face!”
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"Village Chief."
Just as Zhang Yang was looking at the sky with a weird smile, Wu Yuan had already led 19 elite soldiers to Zhang Yang.
"Their wooden spear throwing levels are currently about the same. I wonder what kind of throwing level you need?"
"Wait? What do they all mean?" Zhang Yang was stunned. He had asked Wu Yuan to pick out a few soldiers with the best throwing ability before, and planned to let them all use the imprisonment wooden spear. After all, if the accuracy is not enough, it will not be able to hit the target. , that doesn’t mean it’s wasted.
At this time, Wu Yuan picked up a stone from the ground, raised his hand and threw it tens of meters into the air. Then he quickly pulled out a wooden spear, and with a whoosh, shattered the stone in the sky in the blink of an eye.
This move is amazing, but it is not Wu Yuan's true throwing level.
Zhang Yang said nothing, waiting for the next step.
Wu Yuan said again: "Village Chief, the 19 of them have just started training, so their current throwing level can only hit a fixed target within 50 meters, but if they are allowed to train for another two days and two nights, they will All of them can reach the level I just demonstrated.”
So Zhang Yang understood instantly, but did they still have three days of buffer training time? And if people don’t sleep and rest, their bodies will be overwhelmed.
Finally, if the deer demon suddenly attacks during this time period, everything will be in vain.
After thinking for a while, he looked at Wu Yuan, "Even if we are lucky, the deer demon won't appear in a short time, but how do you solve the problem of rest? In the past two days, they have been training until midnight, every day Only four hours of sleep will make them too tired and they will not be able to perform at their peak when encountering enemies."
"Also, is their training progress so fast that they can become throwing masters in just five days? Or do you have any secrets?"
"Village Chief, regarding fatigue and recovery, this is not a problem at all. I have discovered in the past two days that as long as we are close to the Wood Demon Tower, our fatigue will recover quickly. As long as you allow them to enter the Wood Demon Tower Just rest.”
"As for your second question, there is no secret. The reason why their training progresses so fast is entirely based on the premise that they are elite soldiers themselves. Let a soldier who is used to life and death and whose physical strength is at its peak to I think five days is too slow to learn an attack skill that is not too complicated."
"In other words, their coordination ability between their hands, eyes, and bodies is very strong. As long as they master the basic skills, they can improve quickly."
Wu Yuan explained it to Zhang Yang in detail, and then hesitated before saying: "Village Chief, I have a suggestion that I don't know if it is feasible or not. I don't know why you want to build the village here, but our number If there are too few, there will be no problem in the face of sporadic monster attacks, but once faced with a large number of enemies, it is easy to lose ground and be completely at a disadvantage."
"So I think, should we shrink the defensive circle, use the Wood Demon Tower as the core, cut down trees, dig trenches, and make simple walls. In this way, we can avoid field battles with the enemy, and at the same time, we don't have to fight with the enemy. There is too much reliance on secondary protection. Once the enemy comes to attack, the wooden spear throwing we are currently training will come in handy."
"Okay, I'll do as you say, but don't forget to cut the wooden spear for me. I want the best quality one."
Zhang Yang completely agreed with Wu Yuan's suggestion. This was originally his idea. After all, now that he has the primary magic weapon, the Imprisonment Spear, he has to study carefully how to fight.
Next, everyone started to move, and the 19 elite soldiers continued to train their wooden spear throwing.
Wu Yuan took the time to cut wooden spears.
After Zhang Yang deduced it carefully, he gritted his teeth and recruited six long archers again. After using the incomplete demon souls to upgrade to elites, he asked them to work with the six elite archers from before to cut down trees and build simple village walls. .
This is very important. In his plan, he relies on the stronghold wall for defense, and then uses the terrain of this hill to be condescending. He uses the spear of imprisonment to put the enemy into a state of imprisonment, and then uses ordinary wooden spears to quickly kill the enemy. This Just perfect.
However, the premise of this plan is that Zhang Yang can really make enough spears of imprisonment.
"I hope luck is still on my side and the deer demon won't appear too soon."
Zhang Yang was thinking in his mind, but he didn't really place his hope on it. After all, he now has 31 elite soldiers, plus Wu Yuan, and he occupies a favorable location, so he has the confidence to fight head-on.
Then he was not busy making the Imprisonment Spear, but continued the idea just now to see if he could skip the step of releasing the Imprisonment Spell and directly use soul power to nourish it, which would greatly save the consumption of soul power.
"Then this matter is a bit tricky. The reason why I can master the confinement spell is because the village building order and the lord's demon soul directly acted on my body, so I learned it in a flash, but how should I make the void now? The power of the soul acts on objects in reality?”
While he was thinking, Zhang Yang inadvertently looked up and saw Wu Yuan cutting the wooden spear.
Wu Yuan cut the wooden spear very quickly, with an indescribable rhythm. Every time the knife fell, the flying wood chips were very beautiful and looked quite comfortable.
Even Zhang Yang had the illusion that Wu Yuan was giving life and soul to a wooden spear, completely making it come alive!
"Perhaps maintaining absolute concentration is a good way, just like the awe Wu Yuan said before."
Zhang Yang said thoughtfully, "Actually, I took a detour or thought in the wrong direction. The awe Wu Yuan said is not just fear and fear, but means that when you devote yourself wholeheartedly, it is like facing life. With death, you can naturally gain more concentrated power, and for me, this is the secret book that allows the soul power to connect to reality! Even if my soul power is strong enough and precise enough, then I will definitely be able to obtain more concentrated power than what I can see with the naked eye. Look for more details.”
Picking up a log stick, Zhang Yang took out his long knife, closed his eyes, and let his mind go.
I don't know how long it took, but several insects in the grass rushed into Zhang Yang's mind, and then an unknown insect with four pairs of wings and the size of a soybean appeared vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes. No, even with Looking at it with the naked eye, it would not be so real and detailed, because the internal structure of the insect is all presented one by one at this moment.
Zhang Yang was startled, and the illusion disappeared in the next second, and in the grass dozens of meters away, an identical insect exploded into paste.
"I went and found out it can still be like this!"
After calming down the fluctuations in his heart, Zhang Yang continued to try. After the first success, the rest went smoothly. He also gradually mastered the rules of controlling soul power.
He initially considered whether his soul power could be classified as magic or immortality, but when he could control this power, he found that it didn't really matter.
“What really matters is that I am in control!”
After killing seven or eight insects and turning a dozen weeds directly into powder, Zhang Yang successfully locked the log stick in his hand with his soul power.
This feeling is very magical. You don’t need to use your eyes to see it and touch it with your hands. This log stick appears out of thin air in a completely blank world, and then is continuously decomposed into bark, scars, wood grains, and wood fibers. , and then to finer and smaller compositions.
"I see."
Zhang Yang murmured to himself, while maintaining subtle control over the log stick, while cutting it with one knife. It was not jerky, because this knife was cut completely according to the internal structure of the log stick, and there would be no mistakes at all. From the inside to the In addition, the depth of each scar, the change in direction of each fiber, and the thickness of each layer of bark are all clearly decomposed.
Then based on these inner details, the knife is used to lightly cut, not just for the sake of uniform thickness, but to ensure the integrity of each fiber and the stability of the internal structure of the entire log stick.
From beginning to end, done in one go!
This is the true use of B-level souls, rather than simply used to release spells.
One pass leads to all, one goes smoothly.
When Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, he saw Wu Yuanzheng's eyes widened, so shocked that he could fit a goose egg into his mouth.
"Uh - Mr. Village Chief, how - how did you do it? This is amazing."
"Me? Of course it's a ghost!"
Zhang Yang laughed, so happy!