Chapter 66 Very White
Old Cherry didn't give people a good impression, he was sarcastic and liked to scheme for personal gain, but today Lind discovered several advantages in him: strong insight, eloquence, flexible thinking, and the ability to put himself in the right position.

It is hard to find a person who can think in this magical wasteland, as most people's muscles are always one step faster than their brains.

Lind watched old Cherry arrange and speak.

He wanted to increase the population, so it became very important to appease the residents of Prey Town.

When it comes to playing the role of a heroic leader and a speaker, Lind can do it easily by following his blood and instinct. He can make the timid people passionate and inspire people, just like a lion leading a group of lions.

It was as if he was standing beside the wheat waves sprinkled with sunlight, shrouded in holy light... Some undead had already described him like this.

But there are specialties in the art industry.

His method works for people of faith, but for people at the bottom of society who are struggling to survive like dung beetles, their dry hearts will not be revitalized by personal charm; only interests can do that.

A place where you can sleep well, have a full meal tomorrow, and so on.

Old Cherry used some intimidation and inducement in his speech, which Lind could hear when he listened to the undead people's complaints.

[You don’t want to…] has almost become old Cherry’s standard line.

"This old Mayor Cherry gives me a strong sense of déjà vu. Could it be that he is here for a good life?" The undead looked at Old Cherry differently, which meant that Old Cherry might be played by the undead and his future days would not be easy.

Lin De couldn't help but nod in his heart, the smell was indeed very strong.

Although he disdained to threaten a group of powerless people, he had to admit that old Cherry saved him a lot of effort.

The radiant old Cherry did not find anything wrong with what he said. He gently patted his dirty plush robe, like an elegant noble tidying up his gold-embroidered robe, while finishing his speech:

"...Prey Town will not change much, and life will not change much either. You can trust Lord Lind and his knights. Lord Lind also promised to give you more help than before."

Lind turned his head to look at Miss Micko who was standing not far away. She once again carried the exaggerated huge package on her back. The Rabbit Tooth Witch really gained a lot of good things in Prey Town.

"When will we go to your territory?"

"Leave later."

The walls of Prey Town are too low, the soldiers are too weak, and the geography is too remote.

Lind couldn't find any reason to stay.

He also wanted to add NPCs to his Star Dragon Outpost, but it was impossible to bring them all back at once. It would be better to treat this place as a second gathering place for the undead to visit and satisfy the impulse of some people to run around.

He needs to get close to the undead, but not too close. It is difficult to find the right balance, and he is trying in many ways.

"What else are you looking for?" The Rabbit Tooth Witch looked at Lind. In her opinion, the most precious thing in Prey Town had been obtained by him.

Potion formulas, and all of Ronin's existing potions.

Oh, by the way, since the Rabbit Tooth Witch is fully responsible for brewing potions from now on, half of those potions are hers.

It is reasonable to charge half of the material cost as processing fee... Of course, Linde has to pay for the processing fee separately, and the "processing fee" he collected was set by himself privately.

"Some basic configuration." Lind was waiting for Old Cherry to bring the registration information.

According to his guess, if Prey Town really has the same complete configuration as other novice villages, then a signboard, pharmacist, merchant, and blacksmith are all necessary.

Businessman old Cherry.

Pharmacist Miko.

The message board... No one stipulates that the message board must be a beautiful woman, so it seems that anyone can be the message board, among Mad Wolf, Roning and the two brothers Rock.

Linde's heart was inclined towards Mad Wolf. After the appearance of Mad Wolf and the new nobles, he even sensed a development pattern that made him instinctively feel not so good.

Perhaps... the new aristocracy bringing changes to the world is an unstoppable trend.

Maybe... the old nobles, like the disaster, will become the main enemy?
He hoped that he was wrong. Although according to the basic setting of the game, there was no rise of a new force, it was more in line with the "main line" of the setting for players to follow the new force to clear out the remnants of the old gods.

Linde carefully diverted his attention and continued to study how to improve the competitiveness of his Star Dragon Sentry.

Just do it step by step. At worst, I can just give up my martial arts and claim to the outside world that I am a mixed-blood, so I don’t belong to the Goliath nobles.

Anyway, the final right of interpretation lies with you.

The last necessary configuration is the blacksmith, who can help repair weapons, sell weapons, as well as forge, upgrade, and inlay equipment.

It's not that he was making up the demand, but similar characters had already appeared in other novice villages.

Whatever others have, Star Dragon Outpost must also have.

Who says a makeshift team can't develop? Now Star Dragon Outpost is the best developed among a group of novice villages, although this novice village may be a fake.

While waiting, Lind still found a local soldier and asked, "Is there a blacksmith in Prey Town?"

"Have."

"Bring him here!" "But he was killed during the siege by your men."

I am!

Undead people, do you know what you have done?

Linde took a deep breath and asked, "Who did he learn forging from? Is his master or apprentice still alive?"

"His wife is still alive."

"I'm going to meet his wife."

In Lind's impression, perhaps the blacksmith's wife was wearing a headscarf and an apron, holding a red-hot iron clamp in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other. Every time she raised her arm, a puff of body odor would be stirred up, and she would laugh like a barbell.

But when he saw the blacksmith's wife in person, he felt that he was really superficial.

She is a pretty person, weak and gentle, with a scholarly temperament.

The wife has a strong smell.

"Sir," the blacksmith's wife looked at Linde calmly, without any resentment. Perhaps she had already expected this day to come.

Linde arrived just in time because he found the blacksmith's wife was already packing up her belongings. It seemed that she had found a buyer.
"What did the blacksmith leave behind?" Lind retracted his gaze. Although the blacksmith's wife was not particularly beautiful, not to mention compared with his fiancée Tionebi, she was far inferior to the cute and naive Miss Micko.

But Miss Micko can't be touched.

A man who has not eaten meat for many years cannot stand this kind of tone. He has reason to believe that after being promoted to the Grand Knight, all aspects of his body have been strengthened, including his desires and impulses.

Lind pried his eyes away from the other's white wrist.

He admitted that he thought of it after seeing the white arms... Well, Lu Xun was right, he really thought of that now.

The blacksmith's wife glanced back and said, "Some of his tools are in there."

"Lian! I'm here to pick you up!" A voice was shouting outside, but it immediately calmed down after seeing Lind.

He didn't even dare to look at the blacksmith's wife and turned around and ran away.

It was so abrupt that it was hard to react.

Why is he running?

"Your man?" Lin De turned around and looked at the embarrassed figure, asking with a smile.

The "pursuer" blacksmith's wife had a resentful expression. It was quite a feat for a person to find a successor right after her husband's death.

Moreover, in the doomsday, she still remained clean and fair, and wore clean clothes, which further showed her ability.

The other party obviously mistakenly thought that Lind wanted to take possession of the blacksmith's wife, so he simply gave up on her and ran away.

Lind didn't care about her love life at all. After carefully examining the blacksmith's forging tools, he could conclude that maintaining weapons and forging weapons were definitely two different things.

Even if he got the tools, he wouldn't be able to forge iron.

"How much forging knowledge do you know?" Linde asked casually.

"I understand almost everything." The blacksmith's wife raised her hand and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and slender arms.

Really white.

Linde's eyes were attracted and fell on her face: "Just understand?"

She seemed to have noticed the wandering look in Linde's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "I don't know how to forge iron, and he was reluctant to let me do it, but he would often tell me what he knew. I listened and saw more, and then I learned it."

Noticing the lord's gaze made her feel happy. Perhaps, losing a useless man was not a bad thing, as there were better ones around the corner.

"Work for me," Lind said. "I don't need you to forge iron, but I need your knowledge. I will ensure your survival, at least not worse than before."

"My pleasure, sir!" Her voice was so cheerful that Linde was a little confused.

But he didn't care too much.

Although there is no blacksmith, I can train one myself, so it is not a big problem.

After solving the blacksmith problem, Linde no longer had any need to stay and it was time to return to Star Dragon Outpost.

However, when the blacksmith's wife Lian saw Miss Micko, she felt a growing sense of crisis.

A strong competitor!

She is whiter and prettier than me, but her figure is not as outstanding. Maybe the lord likes me more.

She glanced at Lind's strong back, and her gaze was slowly drawn to his handsome and strong profile.

(End of this chapter)