Chapter 44 Emergencies
Soon, the wetland lizardmen harvested all the poison sacs and piled up the corpses together.

It piled up into a tall spider mountain.

Their bellies were turned upside down, and their furry bodies looked particularly hideous.
Lear's eyes moved slightly.

The Wetland Lizardman Warrior has been promoted to 2-star potential, reaching the upper limit and cannot be further upgraded.

But the level is still level 7, and the upper limit of the level of 2-star potential is level 9.

If potential is compared to a container, strength is the water inside the container. When it is filled to a certain level, it will be full and no more water can be added.

The grade is the scale on the bottle, which lets people know how much water is filled.

If you want to hold more water, you can only expand the container.

It is no longer possible to expand the container, but you can continue to fill the bottle with water.

A thought came to my mind.

He mobilized the divine power to transform all the spider corpses into life energy, which flowed into the bodies of the wetland lizardmen.

The aura of these fierce warriors rose again.

An upgrade progress appears after the level - 35%.

The life energy required to increase level is obviously much less than that required to increase potential.

Lear felt relieved.

Keep searching.

During the next two hours of exploration, no trace of the owner of the three-toed footprint was found.

Li Er suppressed his emotions, checked the magic map, and came to a place 20 kilometers north.

Locations where the Stinking Kraken may appear.

On the 15th, the building occupied by the enemy will be revealed. Now is the time to explore the surrounding area.

There is a hundred-meter-wide grassland in this area with obvious traces.

If you look carefully, you can see the clues above. There are fewer signs of activity on the four sides, and the most concentrated in the center.

Normally you might not care about these.

But there is accurate information, and it is easy to guess where the stinking giant demon is.
After observing for a moment, Lear suddenly laughed.

Know when and where the enemy will appear, and he will not be disturbed in the process.

What kind of enemy is this? !

These are the prey waiting to be slaughtered!

His eyes turned to the poison sac in the wetland lizardman's hand.

"Hagus, do you know what other poisonous weeds there are in the swamp?"

"It would be best if the damage could be done with smoke."

The actions of the wetland lizardmen completely opened his mind. If he couldn't win with his hard power, he would make up for it with other means.

Information gap is a natural advantage.

The best strategy is to use one's strengths to attack another's weaknesses.

Haggs became excited at this point.

"Master, there are many poisonous plants and insects growing in the swamp. I know of no less than twenty species. However, I have not tried any other poisonous mist except the red-spotted spider."

Lear nodded.

"I'll collect some later and try them one by one when I get back."

There are still a few days left, so it's still not too late.

"Yes!"

Hags immediately passed the message on, asking the wetland lizardmen to be on the lookout for poisonous insects and plants.

There is no life in the place where the stinking giant monster lives, but from time to time one can see a pile of gnawed bones.

This area is their hunting ground.

After surveying the terrain clearly, Lear had a clear idea in his mind.

I looked at the sky and it was already afternoon. After a 20-kilometer journey, it would be dark by the time we returned to the territory.

Today’s harvest was quite good, so we didn’t stay any longer and went straight back to the territory.

Before sunset, when the setting sun dyed the clouds red, I stepped into the City of Dew again.

The vine fairies were cultivating starry vines, the swamp people were tidying up the land, some people had also gathered at the fish farm in the north, and the swamp people who had been reclaiming farmland in the south had just returned.

Everyone is busy.

Seeing Lear return, Bain immediately came out of the fishing ground, sweating profusely, with mud on his feet.

Report progress immediately after the ceremony.

"Sir, the fishery has been divided into four small fish ponds, and the dragon blood red fish are evenly distributed in them for breeding."

"We prepared grass, meat, earthworms and other fish food and started to try to feed them."

"But the dragon blood red fish was quite frightened and has not yet opened its mouth to eat."

Lear nodded.

"Very good. Take good care of them. Who knows, they may become our important specialty in the future."

If the dragon blood red fish can be cultivated, it will definitely become an inexhaustible gold mountain.

Bane patted his chest and said loudly.

"Sir, don't worry! I will complete the task!"

Li Er nodded slightly and continued.

"What are the Savages doing today?"

We didn't take them with us on today's hunt.

Bane shook his head.

"I divided the barbarians into several parts, cultivated farmland, separated fishing grounds, and leveled the land."

"We also have people monitoring it secretly, but we haven't seen anything unusual." Lear was very interested in the barbarian territory, but the city of Wei Lu had not yet developed, so it was a bit early to discuss trade.

Just keep these guys under house arrest for the time being.

But we can't just keep them around for nothing. After all, they are strong laborers. It would be a waste not to let them work.

Now is a time when we are short of manpower, and the swamp people are not as strong as these people.

Use it as a cow for a few months.
He couldn't bear to let them go now.

"Sir, we are short of manpower now. It would be great if we could capture some slaves."

Bain felt a little emotional.

There is nothing in the territory, everything needs to be built and cultivated. The wetland lizardmen are responsible for guarding security and cannot participate in production.

The swamp people are the main labor force, but there are too many things to do in various aspects, and these one hundred or so people are simply unable to handle it.

Lear nodded.

This is indeed something to consider, but it requires finding the right person.

With the magical skill of the residual power of the gods, there is no need to worry about the issue of loyalty.

But there don’t seem to be many lives in the swamp that are suitable for slavery?

He looked down upon and felt that he was not suitable for a race like the murlocs, which were full of stench.

Similar to the swamp people and wetland lizardmen, they are more in line with the positioning and future development of the City of Wisdom.

Thinking of this, I also have a headache.

A blank territory, lacking everything.
I can only pay attention to it later.

Putting this matter aside for the moment, Lear told Bain about the stinking monster and finally said.

"Do you know what poisonous things are in the swamp?"

Having seen all the magical things that Lear did, the swampman hero's inner ups and downs were not that great.

As to why he knew about the ruins of the building hidden in the void, he didn't find it strange.

How could he imagine what the adults are capable of?

With some thought.

"There is no shortage of poisonous things in the swamp. I know of at least twenty kinds!"

"But using smoke to create poisonous fog requires some experimentation."

"My Lord, I will ask my men to collect the poisonous flowers, plants and insects while they collect the Black Dragon Broadleaf Grass!"

Lear said in a deep voice.

"If we can set up an ambush in advance, we'll all be prey to be slaughtered!"

"On the 20th, the stinking monster's building will be hidden again."

"If you want to hunt again, you'll have to wait until next month."

He always has a sense of urgency in his heart.

The swamp is not safe, and we need to clear away the dangers around us as much as possible.

The smelly giant monster is too close to the City of Wei Lu. Once it appears, it will definitely discover the City of Wei Lu.

No one knows what will happen then.

The danger must be nipped in the bud!
"Yes!"

After communicating for a while, Bain left. There was a lot to do and he couldn't stop.

Lear turned and came to the central area.

At this moment, the vine fairy who gave birth to the baby was happily shuttling among the vines, accelerating the growth of the starry sky vines.

Weave these tough plants together.

Looking from the outside, a building about seven or eight meters high is growing upwards with vitality.

With a diameter of two hundred meters, it would not feel any different when it was on flat ground, but now that it has taken shape, it immediately looks majestic.

Although it will take until around the 20th to complete the roof according to this progress, it has already begun to show its potential.

This building is alive!
The only pity is that it takes half a year for the baby born by the vine fairy to hatch. Otherwise, with forty or fifty vine fairies working at the same time, the construction speed would be sky-high!

He was somewhat looking forward to this scene.

The next day, August 8th, there were still two days until the next intelligence refresh and the appearance of the stinking giant monster.

Lear woke up in the morning, washed up briefly, and then summoned his army to go out hunting.

As the army was gathering, Bane, with a messy hair and a serious face, walked forward.

"Good day, my lord."

After he saluted with his hands on his chest, he said in a deep voice.

"Last night, one of the bogmen who was clearing the fields did not return."

Lear raised his brows slightly.

"Have you sent anyone to look for it?"

"We sent someone to go there as soon as it was light this morning, but we just got the message back saying we still haven't seen any trace of the other party."

Lear's tone hardened.

"what reason?"

"Sir, the companions who returned with us yesterday said that they heard the courtship song of the Swamp People at sunset."

"That kid's expression was a little strange at the time, but he was stopped by the elders. When he was returning, he fell behind. When he returned to the territory, he found that he had disappeared."

"I thought he would come back by himself at night, but there was no movement until late at night."

Bain's tone grew serious.

"My Lord, the mating songs of the swamp people are not in this season. November is the breeding and mating season for the swamp people."

"There's something wrong with this."

(End of this chapter)