Chapter 890: A Sneak Attack

"Don't want the tablet of the ancestors, don't want the tablet of the ancestors."

Zhang Tuohai slowly unrolled the scroll while meditating in his heart.

After thousands of simulations, he found a problem, that is, the rewards given back to the village were random several times.

It is a random selection among several alternative rewards, without any specified method.

If it is a game, you can also use S/L magic skills to brush, but there is nothing you can do about this kind of real game, you can only pray for the goddess of dice.

In the second round of gift giving, the ancestral tablet is the worst reward, and it can only improve the sense of belonging.

The attribute of belonging is useless if it is low. If it is high, Zhang Tuohai has several ways to brush it in the later stage. Therefore, this ancestral tablet is almost useless to Zhang Tuohai.

The black sheepskin scroll was fully unfolded, and the pattern inside was a small house. Seeing this, Zhang Tuohai let out a sigh of relief. It was a useful prop.

[Congratulations on getting the architectural drawings: prefab house. 】

It is this!

Zhang Tuohai showed joy on his face.

The prefabricated houses are classified as private houses. The effect is to resettle the refugees and enhance the sense of belonging and loyalty of the refugees. The recovery speed of the physical strength and injuries of the refugees living in the prefabricated houses is increased by 30%!

Of course, the most important thing is that the materials required for the prefab house are extremely low, only a little less than half of the ordinary farmhouse (the housing of the ordinary refugees).

It is because of this feature that Zhang Tuohai listed it as one of the two great artifacts of the riot shop.

With this building, the prerequisites for Zhang Tuohai's storming tactics are half solved.

"I wonder if Your Excellency is still satisfied with this gift?" the elder asked, stroked his beard.

"Satisfied, of course satisfied, thank you very much."

Zhang Tuohai happily put the drawing in his pocket: "I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate next time."

After speaking, Zhang Tuohai got into the car and turned to leave.

"Grandpa, will we meet again?" the little girl asked while eating the peach in her hand.

"Then it depends on the arrangement of the goddess of fate."

The elder said with an inscrutable expression.

"Then we offer the fruit to the goddess of destiny, will the goddess make arrangements?"

The little girl bit her finger and asked.

"You can try it."

The elder said with a smile.

The little girl bit her fingers and pondered for a while, then ran back to the ancestral hall, respectfully placed the half peach in her hand on the shrine, folded her hands together and recited a few words: "Dear Goddess of Destiny, please accept me. Although I have eaten half and half of this peach, it is already my most precious gift, it is the best peach I have ever eaten, I think you will like it too, please You accept my devout offering, and bless me and the person in my heart to meet again, your loyal believer, Linda, the home address is the second building on the west side of Fama Village beyond Duskwood, the yard with the dog kennel, the first on the left on the second floor house."

The elder told her to add her home address after making a wish. According to the elder grandpa, because there are too many believers in the gods, if you don't add your home address, the goddess will never know who made the wish. , and can not be arranged.

Adding the address will help the goddess reduce a lot of burden.

"I am so honest, Your Majesty the Goddess will definitely help me, right?"

Linda thought to herself.

At this time, Zhang Tuohai was driving fast along the grassland.

Now that the special building of the prefabricated house has been obtained, it is decided that the next step is to take the violent paving route. Then, according to the previous plan, the evil spirit will focus on completing a larger project today. If it is destroyed halfway, the evil spirit can be interrupted. The rhythm of development, buy yourself a little more time.

After thousands of simulations, Zhang Tuohai already knew where the evil god's lair was.

He drove all the way along the grassland, checking the compass in his hand from time to time to determine the direction, and finally it took more than three hours to finally reach a sub-mine opened by the evil god.

At the turn of a river, this is a branch of a mountain range, which contains some open-pit coal and iron mines. Nearly a hundred miners are working hard in this area. Several mules and carts are parked beside them, waiting for the miners to bring their wagons. Fill it up and transport the mines back to the main base.

On the periphery, there are several guards wearing breastplates, daggers on their waists, and holding round shields, patrolling back and forth, protecting the sub-mining from wild beasts.

"It's you."

Zhang Tuohai picked up a Gatling from the back seat and pulled the trigger at the miners.

Da da da.

A series of bullets swept across the mine, and before the miners could react, they were smashed into pieces by the bullets of the violent storm.

Even the mules and horses that were pulling the carts were killed.

As for those guards, they were killed in the first round of attacks without even drawing their accompanying swords.

After clearing the people on the mine, Zhang Tuohai glanced roughly around, took out a molotov cocktail, set the mule and carriage on fire, and then buried several anti-infantry long sword mines nearby. Driving on a small road.

Not long after, the flames of the mule and carriage raised a black plume of smoke, soaring into the sky, which could be clearly seen from dozens of kilometers away.

...

A few dozen kilometers away, a man in a black cloak was patrolling the camp. In the center of the camp, an altar made of white bones gradually took shape. Countless refugees were splicing bones that had just been removed from the corpse. Going up, a busy and lively scene.

Suddenly, a black plume of smoke rising into the sky caught his attention.

"There is a problem with the sub-mining, let's go and have a look."

The man in the black cloak turned around and got on a carriage, heading towards the mine. Not far behind the carriage, hundreds of people with hand crossbows lined up behind them, and charged towards the mine with murderous aura.

About twenty minutes after the man in the black cloak left, Zhang Tuohai drove his car to a nearby hill.

With the telescope in his hand, he looked towards the camp below: "As expected, it's still the same, and it hasn't grown at all."

Zhang Tuohai glanced at his watch, and calmly picked up Gatling who had put it aside, pointed it at 11 o'clock, and counted silently in his heart: "3, 2, 1."

Then he pulled the trigger.

Da da da.

A few guards who came to check the situation were just headshot by Gatling.

The guards were resolved, and the gunshots also attracted the attention of the camp, and more guards rushed in this direction.

"I won't play with you," Zhang Tuohai took out an RPG7 and aimed it at the altar in the center of the camp.

boom!

The altar, which was more than half completed, was directly blown to pieces.

The violent explosion and shattered bones wounded nearby refugees.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Tuohai nodded with satisfaction.

Although, with another cloud bomb, even greater results could be obtained, but Zhang Tuohai did not do this.

Numerous deductions have proved that if the foundation of the Heretic God's development is completely interrupted, and he cannot find any hope of turning over the board, he may directly overturn the chessboard. His arrangement has not been completed, and he will still need to deal with the Heretic God for a while.

"Calculate your luck and play with you next time."

Zhang Tuohai turned around and left the base of the evil god.