Chapter 403 402. We need more Puji
"Retreat? They... just retreated like that?" On the city wall, a soldier with his face covered in smoke and dust leaned against the battlement, looking at the snake-man team gradually disappearing in the distance, muttering in disbelief.
The next second, a wave of ecstasy swept across the entire city wall.
"We survived! We won!"
"Hahahaha! What a bullshit demon clan, nothing more than that!"
"Did you see that? My self-destructive Pooji directly blew a snake man's tail into pieces!"
Everyone was cheering, and the most excited ones were the Puji Masters. The others felt much less involved, and of course, they didn't really want that sense of participation.
Angela leaned against the cold brick wall and breathed a sigh of relief.
Her tense nerves finally relaxed, and she realized that her hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly.
Not long ago, she was ready to die in battle. After all, she had no interest in experiencing a life of slavery.
Now I can survive...
"Master Puji is quite useful." She murmured to herself.
Of course, this "useful" refers to the potential of this emerging profession itself, not the group of people under her.
These Puji division members who participated in the battle for the first time perfectly demonstrated what "new recruits" meant.
They have no tactical skills and lack discipline, and become panic-stricken once they encounter the enemy.
Today's victory was entirely due to the inherently difficult nature of the magical pet Puji.
Not only the Puji Division, but even the crossbowmen on the city walls performed poorly.
Judging from the snakemen's corpses, less than twenty of them actually died from arrow wounds, but quite a few of them were accidentally killed by friendly arrows.
Even with such chaotic coordination, they managed to repel the seemingly invincible snake-man army!
This is enough to prove the huge potential of the Puji Division.
Angela thought that if the snake people had ignored everything and prioritized attacking the city and killing Master Puji, it might have been a better choice.
But obviously, even they themselves did not fully understand the characteristics of the Puji Master, let alone the enemy.
In short, I escaped a disaster!
temporary……
"These Puji...is there any way to replenish them?" Viscount Knight's voice brought Angela back to reality.
The lord had obviously begun to consider the subsequent defense issues. The halving of the number of Puji made him feel very insecure.
Angela and another commander looked at each other in confusion. They didn’t know!
The original Puji division commander ran away.
There was no other way, so they finally called in a few Puji Division team leaders to discuss the matter.
"Go to the Puji Dungeon and feed the creep with monster corpses, and Puji will grow."
"Why should we go to the dungeon now?"
"Where's the fungal creep in the city?"
"No way... I heard that the breeding of Puji depends mainly on the magic power of the environment. The magic concentration on the surface is not enough..."
"Feed more corpses?"
"Where are the monster corpses now? We can't go out in the wild and risk encountering demonic troops, right?"
"I don't think they say the corpse has to be a monster..."
Everyone was discussing this one after another, but finally they all fell silent, their eyes all looking at the corpses of the snake people outside the city.
The idea of using the enemy's corpses to cultivate one's own combat power is so natural that no one would have the slightest psychological burden about it.
Not only were all the snakemen's corpses collected, but even the piles of Puji debris under the city were carefully recovered and transported to the fungal carpet inside the city and spread out evenly.
As for the few Winged People who died in battle and the remains of the defenders who were killed by magic or spears on the city walls, they were buried elsewhere in the city.
Without Lin Jun using magic to speed up, the decomposition of the fungal mat was not very fast.
Angela, the Viscount and others come to visit several times a day.
Fortunately, no other demon troops came nearby in the next few days.
On the first day, dense mycelium quietly covered the surface of the corpse like a spider web, and tiny mushrooms began to emerge around the fungal blanket.
The next day, the mushroom population increased significantly, even including a few attractively colored "delicious mushrooms." These fungi, nourished by the corpses, were untouched during the day, but late at night, two uninhibited orc soldiers secretly picked them and made them their midnight snack.
On the third day, change finally arrived. Amidst the pile of nearly half-decomposed corpses, the first newborn Puji poked its plump body out. Around it, more Puji embryos, still incomplete, emerged from the fungal mat.
When a Puji master successfully established a spiritual connection with the newborn Puji, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
In the following days, new Pujis continued to emerge like mushrooms after rain.
Before the corpse was completely consumed, the lost number of Puji was completely replenished, and even slightly exceeded.
The fighting power was restored, and everyone's hearts, which had been hanging for many days, finally settled down.
What they didn't know was that in terms of magic power alone, the magic power generated by decomposing more than a hundred snakemen could not produce more than 3,000 Puji. Naturally, Lin Jun subsidized this shortfall.
There's no way around it. Jingu City is Master Puji's debut, and the better the performance, the more attention he'll get in the future.
In terms of magic power, Lin Jun accepted the loss and regarded it as using magic power to buy skill proficiency.
A few days later, another group of demons arrived outside Jingu City, but their number was not as large as that of the snake people.
After a tentative attack that left dozens of bodies, they also quickly withdrew.
For a long time afterwards, no demons came to Jingu City, but many humans came instead.
Jingu City was able to hold on because of the presence of Master Puji, but other nearby towns were not so fortunate and fell one after another under the attack of small groups of demons.
Because the demon army was scattered, every time they broke through a settlement, there were always some survivors who escaped, and some of them came to Jingu City.
Refugees and defeated soldiers continued to pour in.
The arrival of these people did not bring much substantial improvement to Jingu City's combat power, but instead made the already tight food reserves even worse.
At the same time, Jingu City's goals became bigger.
The birdman in charge of reconnaissance has recently discovered that many demon scouts are lurking nearby.
The reason why Jingu City was able to make the enemy give up in the previous two times was not because they were stronger than the enemy.
If those two groups of enemies had fought hard, they could have captured Jingu City. They chose to retreat simply because they felt the cost outweighed the gain.
But now, with the influx of a large number of refugees, the "value" of Jingu City in the eyes of the demons is rising rapidly.
Angela realized that it wouldn't be long before this city would become a target worthy of capture by the demons.
"The worst-case scenario," she said in a low voice, her eyes sweeping over everyone present, "could be several demon armies approaching the city at the same time."
In the conference room, in addition to Viscount Knight and his colleague, the commander of the thousand-man team, there was also a new face, Baron Morton.
He escaped from his fallen territory with injuries, and his troops were almost completely wiped out, but he managed to survive thanks to his diamond-level strength.
"We need more Puji masters," said the Viscount.
Angela reminded, "We've tried using symbiotic mycelium before. Although the success rate isn't as high as in the dungeon, it can still produce new Puji masters. But now we don't have any extra corpses to breed Puji."
The Viscount's fingertip moved slowly across the map, finally stopping at a mark on the west side of Jingu City.
Warrior Cape Bay, a small port that once had frequent trade exchanges with Jingu City.
"It fell a few days ago," Baron Morton reminded. His territory was nearby and he knew the fall of that area very well.
Viscount Knight slowly shook his head: "It is precisely because that place has fallen that we must send people there."
"Viscount, you mean..." Angela vaguely guessed his thoughts, but still found it unbelievable.
"We need bodies," Viscount Knight said in a terrifyingly calm voice. "More bodies."
Baron Morton stood up suddenly. "Are you crazy? Those are human remains! You actually want to use them... use them..."
"They're already dead!" Viscount Knight suddenly raised his voice, "But we're still alive! So many people in the city still want to live! Without enough Puji, we won't be able to withstand the next attack! Then everyone will die!"
Baron Morton opened his mouth, but eventually sat back in his chair without saying anything in rebuttal.
Viscount Knight looked around at everyone present, his voice returning to calm. "It'll take at least two days to go round trip... Who's going?"
…
At the same time, a large ship was moving slowly along the coastline.
(End of this chapter)
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