Chapter 108 The Sinful Zombie

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the trolls felt that they were dying.

Several days of odd rains not only destroyed their replanted potatoes, but also wet their house, causing its foundations to be unstable and muddy inside and out.

Darusa began to feel that he was incompetent again, and he couldn't even provide the most basic survival guarantee for the trolls of the tribe.

Although he blamed himself, the trolls in the camp didn't mean to complain about the leader. Instead, they felt that the leader was wise and mighty. They expected a strange rain in advance and forced them to stay here to build a camp.

If they really kept going, they probably would have been exposed to the rain a few days ago, but at least they were not so badly exposed now.

In a larger troll hut, Darusa, Aluru, Awuda, and a gold-ranked troll warrior.

The hut was built more solidly, and there was not much water in it after the rain, and it could barely keep dry.

The high-level leaders of the four tribes gathered together to think about the future, how to develop, how to overcome difficulties, and how to survive.

The problem they encountered now was the source of water. In the mountains before, there were many streams and waterfalls, so they didn't need to care about drinking water at all.

When they were in the manor, the water was not polluted, and they could still live happily.

After a rain, the water in the creek on the edge of the town was black, as was the water in the wells on the edge of the town and the canals beside the fields, all of which were polluted.

Although this kind of water can be drunk, after drinking it, the throat and stomach feel like being rubbed with a blunt knife, and the pain is so painful that I scratch my heart and liver.

Awuda also doesn't know how to purify water, and trying to boil water is useless, anyway, this is a problem that needs to be solved urgently.

"What do you all think?" Darusa asked the other three trolls with various frowning expressions. He had nothing to do, so he asked.

Now that the high priest who can guide the tribe is dead, they must rely on the remaining tribesmen to think of a suitable way to solve the problem of survival.

Worry!

Awuda took off his feather hat, straightened the sparse hair on the top of his head, and kept thinking of ways.

The first thing he thought of was the ancestral spirit totem left by the high priest.

The power of the ancestral spirit is mysterious and powerful, and the high priest can use the statue of the ancestral spirit to do almost anything, such as healing, attacking, raining, and even spawning crops.

But after each use, the high priest will show a very tired look, so they will not ask the high priest to use the power of the ancestors frequently.

It's different now, the high priest is dead, and other people are not familiar with the statue of the ancestral spirit, and they don't know how to use it correctly.

There is no treasure mountain in the air!

Seeing that no troll spoke, Alulu tentatively said: "Can we use the statue of the great ancestor spirit to purify the water source?"

"Why……"

The other three trolls glanced at Aluru, then sighed together.

"How about... shall we go back to the mountains?" The unnamed troll warrior weakly raised his hand.

Darusa shook his head, "So what if we go back, the rich places are all on the opposite side of the mountain, and after we go back, we will still be short of water and food..."

Thinking of the terrifying monsters on the other side of the mountain range, the troll warrior was also silent.

It's hard to come here after climbing over the steep peak, so it's better not to go back.

After much deliberation, none of them had any good solutions. In the end, the problem returned to Darusa as the leader.

After racking his brains for more than ten minutes, Darusa did not think of a 100% solution to the problem. He said helplessly: "Let's choose a new priest first, and try to use the power of the ancestor spirit first. Also, pay attention to the situation on the human side. They should also encounter the same problem as us, and see how they solve it."

"That's the only way..." Awuda kept nodding, saying that this method is good, at least he can do something.

...

The trolls began to observe human beings. They sent out the only remaining scouts to occasionally stare at the manor, but only looked at it from a distance, and did not approach it.

In the manor, Xiang En and the others discovered the observation of the troll. They wanted to surround and kill the troll, but they were separated by hundreds of meters. The troll climbed on the tree and watched from a distance. If Xiang En wanted to control it, he had to learn new control skills. It was too uneconomical, so he finally gave up.

The trolls can look at it however they like, they can't make much waves with their numbers, and even if they want to make a secret move, they have to cross the entire circle of trap totems on the outside first.

At night, Xiang En will let Naka and the others take turns watching them, so there is no need to worry about safety, as they are not out of bounds, just let them watch.

In the observation of the trolls, human beings often take the carts pulled by yaks, transport some soil and vegetation garbage, and then transport some large stones into the manor and pile them on the ground.

And humans will also find a lot of dead grass, mix these things with soil, and use them as materials for filling stones, and build walls around the manor.

Yes, after discovering that Naka and the others were getting more and more addicted to playing cards, Xiang En found a new job for them to do, which was to rebuild the manor.

The exquisite masonry wall was gone, so Xiang En used a more primitive method to build a thicker wall.

Under the indiscriminate deforestation by the trolls, the area of ​​the manor has at least doubled, but two cremation pits were dug in the small lake behind, and the area has shrunk a bit.

Therefore, the reconstruction area of ​​the manor is 1.5 times the original size, and there are only 7 people working, and everyone needs to pay twice as much effort.

Although they are 007 every day, their strength has really improved in their work!

Xiang Enke distributed the magic crystals of the trolls, and they would absorb some every night.

Not long ago, Markey successfully broke through to a silver-level fighter!

Soon, Duncan will also break through. Their absorption efficiency is very poor, but they can't hold back the trolls who are silver-level adults. With the birth of a large number of high-level magic crystals, it is not a problem for all of them to reach the silver level.

It is more difficult to get gold. If all the magic crystals are used up, only one gold-level professional can be launched.

There are quite a few gold-level fighters among the trolls, and Xiang En has six crystals with a shell like a heart in his hand. One such crystal represents a life that is unique in a million.

What a sin! Zombies!

Xiang En planned to use up these six gold-level magic crystals for Andrea, so that she would have a chance to break through to the gold level.

Coupled with the buff of the gods coming down to earth, he is definitely a strong man who can break mountains and crack rocks. Unfortunately, there is no corresponding martial skill, and there is no way to better display his combat power.

Just like a person who has obtained a skill certificate, he has indeed passed the exam, but how much real ability he has depends on how deep he has mastered the skill.

In order to allow Andrea to improve faster, she exchanged a silver-level control skill from En, heavy.

Consumes 5% mana, increases the target's gravity by 2 times, and the duration is determined by the mana consumed.

Trained with double the weight every day and the results are noticeable.