Of course, these are all Zhang Dapeng's wishful thinking.

One hundred and twenty-three trees, two hundred and forty-six points of inspiration.

The lumberjacks who adjusted their work and rest time and reduced mosquito harassment quickly burst out with strong combat power.

It's time for Lord Lord to accept it again.

Looking at the wood piled up in front of him, a smile appeared on the haggard face of the Tower Lord.

"Okay, very good!"

With the sound of "wiping" armor rubbing, the Tower Lord came to Zhang Dapeng and reached out and patted his shoulder hard.

Zhang Dapeng still had a facial paralysis expression, and he could not see joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The Tower Lord hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and a green bead appeared in the palm of his hand, which emitted a rich light.

"I've rewarded you with this, and I've eaten it."

Zhang Dapeng took the bead and hundreds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Is there any poison?"

"After eating it, is it the lord's person who will never escape for the rest of his life, and he will even die with him?"

But Zhang Dapeng didn't dare to hesitate, raised his hand and stuffed the beads into his mouth and swallowed them.

“Not bad!”

"It melts at the mouth, and it is fragrant and sweet."

“Wow, it’s very comfortable.”

After swallowing the beads, Zhang Dapeng quickly felt a wonderful energy rising in his body and rushing straight into his mind.

The world became clear and colorful in an instant. He could even see the armor patterns on the cavalry more than ten meters away. A trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the cavalry captain Gaoma, a small insect flying in the weeds under the tree, and a spider busying webs on the branches in the distance.

But this feeling lasted for less than a minute and then disappeared in a hurry like a tide.

"ah!"

Zhang Dapeng suddenly felt dizzy and staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The lord's big hand held him, his bright eyes with a hint of relief.

"Thank you Lord."

Zhang Dapeng stood up straight and shouted loudly, his eyes filled with tears of gratitude.

The Tower Lord nodded and patted his shoulder hard again: "Wood, very good! I believe you won't let me down."

"knock off."

Seeing the Lord leading the cavalry team away, Zhang Dapeng opened the attribute panel as soon as possible.

Name: Zhang Badao

Occupation: Lumberjack Lv3 (Linking 1)

Life: 39(39/39)

Physical strength: 28(28/28)

Strength: 14

Agility: 6

Mental power: 1

Attribute Points: 37

Inspiration value: 64/100

"I actually became a third-level lumberjack, and my mental power attributes were also added."

In an instant, Zhang Dapeng was full of confidence in his bright prospects.

"Stop the work and return to the territory."

…………

The weather is getting hotter and lumberjacks and farmers have to reduce their working hours.

The crops in the fertile fields are harvested. The wheat here only takes two months to harvest, and the ears of wheat are very large. It can be calculated that one acre of land can harvest more than 1,200 kilograms. I think there will be no shortage of food in the territory.

The Tower Lord is exploding his troops and recruits more than twenty militias and ten cavalry every day.

But even so, the total combat power of the territory has not increased, and it is even decreasing.

The war was in full swing, and the Tower Lord had to bring a group of troops out every two days on average, and by the time he came back in the evening, there was less than half of them left.

It can be seen that the expression on the lord's face became more and more gloomy and his expression became more and more haggard.

Of course, these have no effect on Zhang Dapeng. Fifty lumberjacks earned their inspirations every day, which is really good.

What made him even more pleased was the black-print spider he raised in the logging forest. This little guy grew from the size of his thumb to the size of his child's fist now, and he also had some spirituality and could understand simple commands.

But such a good day only lasted for more than ten days.

Surprisingly, what came was so sudden.

That morning, a voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Dapeng, who was logging wood.

"The lord has been killed in battle."

"The lord has been killed in battle."

"The Lord has died in battle"

Zhang Dapeng stood up and looked around in surprise. The entire territory seemed to have been pressed.

Wherever you see, all the lumberjacks, farmers, and patrolling militia stood there motionlessly.

"Everyone, go back to the wooden house to rest."

Zhang Dapeng issued an order to the lumberjack.

However, no one listened to him. He was appointed by the Lord of the Lord.

Now that the lord is dead, the status of the foreman is automatically cancelled.

“What should I do now?”

"How long will the enemy invade?"

After a brief chaos, Zhang Dapeng quickly calmed down.

"When a lumberjack, there is no future, when a militia, even a cavalry."

"No matter who comes to be a lord, I am just a tool NPC in my hands, and may be consumed and died at any time."

"Run, get out of here."

Zhang Dapeng made up his mind, picked up two mountain-opening axes from the ground, then found a small cage to pack the black-printed spider, got up and walked towards the territory.

As a lumberjack, mountain-cutting axes cannot be lost, and the axes in the territory have been significantly upgraded and are very durable.

The huge territory was silent, even if the sun was hot, the farmers in the farmland and the militia on the road were motionless.

The cavalry captain Gao Ma and the militia bearded captain both went to war with the lord.

The more normal person in the territory now should be the general manager Zhao Er.

Zhang Dapeng went straight to the main city. The room of the lord on the second floor was empty, and there was an exquisite and domineering long sword hanging on the wall.

"It's my turn!"

Zhang Dapeng grabbed the long sword and went downstairs. He wanted the token that could emit inspiration values.

He pushed open the door with a clang and stepped in and found that Zhao Er was actually paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Zhang Dapeng coming in and holding the lord's sword in his hand, Zhao Er frowned and said in a deep voice: "Mu Tou, what are you going to do? Is this something you can take?"

Zhang Dapeng was stunned for a moment. He still didn't know Zhao Er's background, so he had to calm down first: "General Zhao, Lord Zhao is dead, the lumberjacks, farmers, and militia outside are on strike. I will not instruct them. You go and go and organize everyone to avenge Lord."

"What kind of revenge?"

Zhao Er sneered: "We are all 'people' recruited by the lords using resources such as food, wood, etc. If this lord dies, there will naturally be a stronger lord to accept us."

"You have spirituality now, even if you change to the lord, you will reuse you. Just wait with peace of mind when you go back."

"Don't think about resisting, let alone you, even the Lord is just cannon fodder on the battlefield, go back."

Zhang Dapeng took two steps forward and whispered: "Mr. Zhao, when will we wait? It's so hot outside that those lumberjacks and farmers don't move, and they will die of sunlight."

Zhao Er was not alert, but curled his lips: "Generally speaking, the war will end in the evening. Let the lumberjacks and other things be kept dry, so we can't command theirs."

Zhang Dapeng was delighted. The lord did not come back in the evening every time he participated in the war, so he knew it.

"Mr. Zhao, how do you think of this knife?"

Zhao Er heard the sound of Canglang, and his eyes flashed. He felt the roof turning, and then he saw his chest and calves...
Chapter completed!