Chapter 287 286. Spy
The soft mushroom bed beneath him made a slight undulation, which made Norris, who was already half asleep and half awake, open his eyes.
"Sorry for waking you." Qiong Zheng tiptoed to open the door a crack, and said apologetically when he saw this.
"Ah...it's okay. It's about time I woke up." Norris rubbed his sleepy eyes and subconsciously groped towards the bed, looking for the tool he used to polish his nails, but found nothing.
Only then did he remember that his tools were still in his mushroom house which was "occupied" by Xiao Hei, and he chose to temporarily live in Qiong's mushroom house.
Outside the house, there was an empty beverage barrel.
Half of the drink went into Xiao Hei's stomach, successfully calming her down and allowing him to avoid the possible danger of having his scales pulled out.
The other half was shared with a few demon friends, and the atmosphere was joyful.
Norris stretched his muscles, which were a little sore from curling up, and happened to see Louisa's tall figure leisurely walking out of the passage leading to the dungeon.
There was a trace of fresh blood at the corner of her mouth, obviously she had just finished her "breakfast".
Noticing Norris's gaze, Louisa calmly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, then smiled at him, with blood on her teeth...
Norris was not frightened by the scene, but greeted naturally.
He himself had been sucked several times and was used to it.
If he really had to choose between having his blood sucked by Louisa and having his scales plucked out by Xiao Hei, he would choose the former without hesitation.
The vampire's fangs bring a slight numbing sensation when they penetrate, and the strange feeling of blood being drawn out even brings a hint of indescribable, subtle comfort when you savor it carefully.
Qiong, who was standing by, was controlling a Jida to load various herbs into a wooden cart.
[Spiritual Integration] As a necessary prerequisite skill for controlling Jida, the boss has given it to most of the demon descendants.
Unfortunately, the same skill manifests differently in different people.
There are actually not many people like Norris who can precisely control multiple cars to complete different actions simultaneously and meet the requirements of driving a car.
Most people simply increased the upper limit of the number of controllable Pujis, with the increase ranging from a few to dozens.
Among them, Xinghuo's talent is the most amazing. He can actually command more than 150 Puji at the same time!
Occasionally, they would encounter demon descendants whose skills remained unchanged. Whenever this happened, the boss would always mutter something confusing like "useless spiritual roots, unable to cultivate immortality" or something like that.
After the herbs were loaded onto the truck, Qiong used tough mycelium ropes to string together several cows and horses and harnessed them to the front of the truck.
He turned around and said to Norris: "I'm going to the tribe. You can sleep in my mushroom house for the next few days."
At Norris's request, the boss rebuilt a mushroom house for him. However, without accelerated growth, it would take about a week to grow, so Norris could only live there temporarily during this period.
However, Norris still wanted to go somewhere more lively.
"I'll go over there too, I can help a little!" Norris's Jida came to his side under control.
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In the last battle, most of the tribe was destroyed. The boss said that it was all because Galen refused to stay where he was and was killed in the explosion.
Fortunately, we were well prepared and there were no casualties.
Considering that most of the demons already live in Mushroom Garden No. 3, Shou once suggested moving the entire clan into the underground city and abandoning this place.
But the boss rejected this idea.
The boss meant that the cradle and the magic core inside still had to be moved to the safe mushroom garden, but the original place of the tribe would not be abandoned, but transformed into a frontline fortress.
The original words were: "This will increase strategic depth!"
Norris didn't know what strategic depth was, but most of the time what the boss said was right.
This time, Qiong also transported some war supplies over.
When he arrived at his destination, Norris could hardly recognize the scene before him. This place was no longer a simple tribe, but had become a fortress of considerable size!
The simple walls originally made of ice and logs were completely demolished, and replaced by thick stone walls made up of countless heavy armor pieces.
The surface of the barrier is uneven, with the unique "lumpy" texture of Puji construction. Although it is not neat, it is extremely strong.
Inside the fortress, warehouses for storing supplies and mushroom houses for people to rest have been prepared.
A tunnel connecting the fortress and the dungeon, which can be used by demons to pass quickly, is being dug overtime.
As a level 60 fighter, Galen would not be an insignificant character in any force.
Not to mention the relatively sparsely populated demon clan.
Revenge is bound to come, it's just a matter of time.
The demons who had completely joined the mushroom garden had no choice but to fight to the end. Naturally, they put in all their strength and made full preparations for the battle.
As for the boss, he was placing invisible self-destructive devices around the place and was talking about digging a few more tunnels leading to the traps. He seemed to be very concerned about this.
However, Norris always felt that unlike the worried mood of the demon clan, the boss seemed to be quite looking forward to it?
Maybe it's an illusion.
Just as Norris was about to help carry the excavated gravel and broken ice, there was a commotion not far away.
Two demon warriors came over, pushing a struggling figure tied up with mycelium ropes.
The figure was wearing thick animal skins, and his exposed limbs were covered with khaki scales. He had a lizard-like head and tail, and was obviously a lizard man!
"We caught someone sneaking around!" A demon warrior pushed the lizard man hard, knocking him down in the middle of the open space surrounded by the crowd, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The lizardman groaned as he fell and struggled to get up, but he was bound by the tough mycelium ropes and could not move. He could only curl up on the ground in a mess, his vertical pupils nervously scanning the hostile demon faces around him.
Shoupai walked over through the crowd, without raising the dark spear in his hand, but just casually leaning it on the ground, which gave the lizardmen a great sense of oppression.
"Name, tribe, purpose." Shou's voice was low and without any nonsense.
The lizardman rolled his eyes and forced a stiff smile, revealing his fine teeth. "Hey, brother, it's a misunderstanding! I'm... I'm from the Earth Scale Tribe, my name is Tok. I was assigned here just to say hello to you guys after a long absence. I mean no harm!"
"Greeting?" Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice growing even colder. "Hiding behind a snowy hill three hundred meters away, using your pitiful lizardmen's 'thermal vision' to spy on me for most of the morning? This is your Rockshattering Tribe's way of saying 'hello'?"
There are no secrets on the fungal mat.
Toker's lame lie was exposed on the spot.
"I...I..." He hesitated and tried to make excuses.
Phew!
The hunter's spear pierced the outside of Tok's thigh! The spear tip penetrated the scales and muscles, piercing deep into the frozen soil below!
"ah--!!!"
Tok's body twisted wildly, the severe pain made the scales on his face twist, and blood flowed along the spear shaft, quickly dyeing the white snow beneath him red.
The hunter's hand gripped the spear handle firmly, not even a tremor. He leaned forward slightly and said, "One last chance. One goal. Or, the next spear will pierce your lungs."
Tok gasped for breath, tears streaming down his face, his voice distorted by pain and fear: "Don't! Don't kill me! I said! It's the Empire! The Empire sent us!"
There was a commotion among the crowd.
"The Empire made us a promise!" Tok screamed, enduring the excruciating pain. "The Empire's masters said... as long as we can obtain your demonic 'magic core' and bring it back... we won't have to serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield! The Rockbreaker Tribe... the entire tribe will directly gain access to the fertile river valley in the south! No longer will we have to starve and freeze on the frozen ground!"
He suddenly caught a glimpse of Norris's conspicuous silver scales in the crowd. It was as if he had grabbed the last straw, and a strong desire to survive burst out in his eyes: "Lizardman?! Not... half-lizardman? For... for the sake of being more or less the same race! Please help me plead with them! I really don't want to provoke you! It's all the Empire's fault! Forgive me! Forgive me!"
Norris looked at the khaki lizardman, and the sympathy in his eyes quickly turned into indifference. If he had given the order, he would have killed him right now...
Elsewhere, Shou's face was as gloomy as the leaden clouds of the far north. Although he had been mentally prepared, the pressure of the Empire's minions actually appearing before him still made him frown.
Just as he was about to wave his hand and have the lizardman taken away and imprisoned, several Puji suddenly emerged from the fungal carpet next to the lizardman.
The digestive mucus spilled on it, and the lizardman died after a brief howl.
The fungal mat quickly spread from under the corpse. With deliberate acceleration, in just a few minutes, the lizardman's flesh and blood were completely decomposed, leaving only the skeleton and scales.
The voice puffed up onto the empty shell, and the terrifying sound was clearly heard by everyone present:
"Only drive a tribe of lizardmen here? Hehehe, gentlemen, I like war!" The Pujis around trembled in coordination.
(End of this chapter)
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