Rat breeder.

This is absolutely necessary for Zhang Lin.

He is not alone.

Currently, the number of women in his harem has exceeded double digits. Zhang Lin doesn't want to keep them all in the deep palace like the concubines of ancient emperors, doing nothing; that would be a waste of resources.

Zhang Lin planned to train them to be his assistants.

Whether it's a combat-type or a support-type extraordinary template, you should awaken one of them, right?

And then to improve one's strength, one would also need Blood Pills, right?

Zhang Lin had no doubt that he could exchange for Blood Pills within his system, but... he didn't want to use his precious Prosperity Points to exchange for such an ordinary resource as Blood Pills.

Prosperity Points should be exchanged for rare items such as Golden Gems, Space Rings, and Miao Blades.

Therefore, having a continuous source of demon cores was very important to Zhang Lin.

This time, they happened to run into Yang Wenting and the ratmen.

He then had the idea of ​​starting a breeding farm specifically to raise rat people.

"Lord of the city, how about you allocate me a piece of land later, and I'll share some of the demon cores I cultivate with you?" Zhang Lin asked with a smile.

"Heh, if you fancy any piece of land, just take it yourself. Why are you asking me? Even if you want the City Lord's Mansion, what can I do about it?" the City Lord said sarcastically.

"Haha...you're joking, I have great respect for you!" Zhang Lin quickly pledged his loyalty to her.

The city lord rolled his eyes and said nothing.

She didn't fight this time, which at least prevented her from continuing to be mechanized.

She has to accept this favor.

Even if Zhang Lin wanted a piece of land, she would be willing to give it up, even if he really wanted the city lord's mansion.

"So many ratmen, are we taking them all back with us?" The city lord glanced at Yang Wenting, somewhat distrustful, and said, "Can she control them all? Is she loyal to you? Be careful, I don't want Hope City to become a paradise for ratmen one day."

“Understood. Before we go back, I will order the killing of most of them, and only take back a portion that Yang Wenting can perfectly control. As for her loyalty…” Zhang Lin smiled indifferently, “I will send people to keep an eye on her and not give her the opportunity to betray me.”

"That's good." The city lord nodded.

At this moment, the people of Hope City were still busy.

Too many ratmen have died.

Demon cores, fur, flesh, bones... these are all extraordinary materials. Although they are relatively low-grade materials, the sheer quantity makes up for it.

All together, it amounts to a considerable fortune.

So, I'll just have to work a little harder to collect them all and bring them back.

Yang Wenting also ordered the ratmen she could control to help, while the remaining ratmen who could not be controlled were made to stand aside as punishment by her high priestly authority.

A moment later, Qiao Ruoxi returned.

She walked at the front, while Chen Junyu and others carried Yang Wenhao behind her.

"Captain Zhang, when we got there, he was on the verge of dying from blood loss. Luckily, we arrived just in time, stopped the bleeding, and reattached his arm. He is no longer in danger, but he is severely weakened and will likely need a long period of recovery."

Qiao Ruoxi reported the situation to Zhang Lin.

Throughout the ordeal, Yang Wenting listened intently, and when she heard that her brother was still alive, she finally felt relieved.

Qiao Ruoxi then took out two more severed fingers. "The fingers have been retrieved. They belong to this little sister, right? Should I reattach them for her?"

Yang Wenting looked at Zhang Lin with anticipation.

Even a delicate and pretty girl wouldn't look good missing two fingers.

She was facing a life-or-death situation before, and she didn't have time to think about it.

Now that she and her brother Yang Wenhao are out of danger, she naturally hopes that her fingers can be reattached.

"Just reattach it for her." Zhang Lin was too lazy to make things difficult for Yang Wenting over such a small matter, so he casually waved his hand, letting Qiao Ruoxi reattach her finger.

"Thank you, Captain Zhang! Thank you!" Yang Wenting was almost kneeling down to kowtow to Zhang Lin. The Zhang Lin she had met before was a cold-blooded and ruthless, terrifying figure who would take people's lives at the drop of a hat.

Zhang Lin's sudden change for the better surprised her greatly.

In an instant, she felt that Zhang Lin was a really good person, and that everything she had suffered before was her and her brother's own fault.

Instead, she felt grateful to Zhang Lin.

The rest of the time was just plain boring.

The dead ratmen harvested all sorts of extraordinary materials, but there were still living ratmen.

Although most of the ratmen were intimidated by Yang Wenting's imposing presence and dared not make a move, they would not completely obey her orders.

Rather than risk bringing them back to Hope City, it's better to kill them first.

Since they were all going to be slaughtered, these rat-men could no longer stay obediently and began to rebel.

However, without the Rat King's leadership and with Yang Wenting, the "Rat High Priest," their numerical and united advantage could not be fully utilized.

Overall, the upcoming battle is not dangerous at all, and hopefully the city's people can resolve it in a little while.

So Zhang Lin simply sat down to rest.

He was a lazy person, and in this situation, he was too lazy to do it himself. However, considering that so many ratmen could enhance the power of the Miao sword, he felt it would be a waste to slack off on the sidelines.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he thought of a good idea.

"Xiao Nuan, you don't have a suitable weapon, use mine for now." She was holding an ordinary machete and was slaughtering ratmen when Zhang Lin called her over and handed her the Miao sword.

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