Chapter 233

Even Ye Qiu couldn't help but get busy. There were too many people borrowing the tiger talisman. Even the tiger talisman with a huge appetite would be filled with a lot of evil spirits in less than ten minutes.

Ye Qiu had to be busy injecting all the evil spirits into the red jade flag.

Fortunately, the red jade flag was a red-quality prop, and its appetite was much greater than that of the tiger talisman. Otherwise, the evil spirit in Ye Qiu's hand would have nowhere to be released, and he could only urgently stop the tiger talisman rental business.

Since the red jade flag fell into Ye Qiu's hands, although there has been no less killing, the number of times is really not enough to satisfy the appetite.

This time, a large amount of evil spirit poured in, allowing it to eat a lot in one breath. The originally dilapidated military flag seemed to have been repaired a lot, and the attack strength seemed to have reached a higher level.

Ye Qiu tried to swing the evil spirit, and saw that the black and red evil spirit was actually twice as much as before!

Evil spirit is indeed an important part of the characteristics of the military flag. With sufficient evil spirit, the power of the military flag can be increased again.

Ye Qiu still remembered that the flag had a feature that required a lot of evil spirit to charge. Although he didn't understand the specific content of the feature, Ye Qiu had a hunch in his heart that if he could reach the standard for using that feature, the Red Jade Flag might bring him a surprise!

But the requirement was really high. The Tiger Talisman had charged the Red Jade Flag several times in a row, and the use of the new feature was still far away, as if it was a huge bottomless pit.

However, it was only the first day of the blood fog disaster. Within seven days, Ye Qiu estimated that he could fill this huge gap.

While Ye Qiu was busy with the rental of the Tiger Talisman, somewhere in the survival world, on a small mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, there were a large number of buildings, with neatly stacked stones forming walls, and the lord's mansion was even more generous, like the Black Stone Fortress in the West.

This place was obviously carefully selected. It was not only easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also able to be completely preserved in the white fog, which was enough to prove that this was a place with the "territory" feature!

In the Black Stone Fortress, a group of survivors were having a meeting.

The person who was at the top of the lords, with blond hair and blue eyes and a stern look, was the lord who had been ranked second in the survival world rankings for a long time, Edward.

He crossed his hands and listened quietly to the quarrel below.

"Lord, we must increase the cleaning of the blood mist sores. Three teams are not enough to clean up so many blood mist sores!"

"Lord, now is the critical period for our shelter to advance. I think we need more people to go out and explore and search for advanced resources. Once the territory enters the fifth level and becomes a real purple territory, the new features will definitely play a positive role in cleaning up the blood mist sores!"

"Besides, the blood mist sores just look disgusting. There is no evidence to prove that they have problems. It is not worth our effort to clean them up!"

In the meeting room, several backbones of the territory were arguing back and forth.

Edward frowned and hesitated.

Ever since he led his men to kill a purple gold-grade python with all their strength, obtained a territory fragment, and fixed this barren mountain, Edward realized the importance of the territory.

In the past, no matter how well he arranged it, once the seven-day deadline came, everything outside the garrison would disappear, but now the fortifications built by relying on the territory can be preserved forever.

Therefore, Edward naturally yearned for the real territory of purple grade.

But the appearance of the blood mist sore is really a big problem.

Although it has only been discovered that the blood mist sore will lead to a reduction in food production, this is a huge problem for the entire territory.

At present, the new seven days have just begun, and the surrounding areas are all unexplored areas. Food is supported by the family assets accumulated in the past. The problem of the reduction in the production of blood mist sores is simply urgent.

But the quality of this thing is ridiculously high. Even if he leads the team himself, it takes a full half an hour to solve a blood mist sore, and now there are dozens of blood mist sores in and outside his own territory, big and small!

This number, even if I work overtime, I can't finish it. Now I have trained a total of six hunting teams, and half of them are devoted to clearing the blood mist sores, but it is still stretched.

Even in the same team, some blood pits can be destroyed, while others cannot be destroyed. If ordinary people are used to burn or flood, it will be useless.

These damn blood pits almost stopped the development of the huge territory and thousands of people, and even started to go downhill!

Like the noisy buzzing of bees, the backbones of the territory quarreled.

Finally, after a long discussion, Edward decided to focus on clearing the blood mist sores in the territory first, and see the specific situation of the crops. If they are still affected, they will go out to clear them.

At the same time, we must continue to explore the surrounding areas, search for resources, and upgrade the garrison to the fifth level as soon as possible to become a real territory.

Although the direction has been formulated, the specific direction must be seriously considered. Who will fill the pit and who will explore, the meeting room is full of quarrels again.

Edward was exhausted physically and mentally. There were too many people in the territory, and several different factions had emerged. Even his power was constrained, and sometimes he had to compromise.

Alas, it was not easy to be a lord. If only his confidants were still there...

Edward pinched his temples with a headache.

His confidants were naturally those who were controlled by drugs. As long as they had drugs in hand, they would be the most loyal dogs.

But Edward has traveled through time, and the goods in his hands are used up a little bit. Those confidants are naturally loyal dogs when they have medicine, but when they don't have medicine, they are mad dogs.

In order to prevent them from biting back, Edward found an opportunity to let them die together with the purple gold-level enemies, and exchanged this territory fragment for himself, but now, without them, his authority has greatly declined.

Just as everyone was arguing, the door of the conference room was suddenly knocked.

Edward signaled that they could come in, and soon, a hot blonde secretary pushed the door in.

"Lord... the people we sent out have gained something, they have contacted another new channel."

"Hmm?" Edward's eyes lit up, "Immediately connect with them and see if you can earn some resources with the trade difference!"

Edward believed that his territory was well managed. As long as he encountered those poorly developed resource areas, he could make a lot of money with the resources in his hands.

New channels often mean new wealth. As long as the operation is good, it is possible to suck a wave of blood.

Unexpectedly, the blonde secretary shook her head and said, "It should be unlikely."