The flowers and plants in the garden became broken into pieces in less than half an hour under the ravage of fat people.

The two old farmers leaned on the hoe and looked at the fat man who was breathing slightly by the garden, with a surprised smile in their eyes.

"This guy can beat a hundred strong guys by this kind of speed and physical strength!" The old farmer praised him with stuttering voice, but did not make the fat man feel better.

When he walked to the two old farmers, the fat man stood up with his chest and was about to take out the extraordinary life shelf when his head suddenly felt ache. He turned his head to look at it, but found that Zhou Mo was eating dried fruits under the shade of a tree not far away. Seeing him looking over, he gave him a warning look.

Zhou Mo stared at the fat guy, and couldn't help but turn a dried fruit in his hand. As long as the fat guy had a little unfair attitude, he would immediately go down the dried fruit.

The fat man had to be respectful, show his attitude towards Zhou Mo, nodded and bowed in front of the two old farmers, asking for knowledge about farming.

Suddenly, the broken branches and leaves in the garden were cleaned up. The old farmer asked for plows from the servants and began to teach the fat man how to plow the fields and turn over the soil. He then held a hoe and told the fat man how to dig a hole and fill the seeds.

For Zhou Mo, it was a leisurely afternoon. While flirting with the twin maids, enjoying the secret fun, drinking fragrant black tea and filling his mouth with dried fruit snacks, and watching this slick fat man joke, it was so pleasant!

For fat people, after initially learning the basic methods of farming, everything becomes faster.

The old farmer needs a cow or two middle-aged men to pull it, one person holds the plowshare, and one fat man holds one hand, without any need to suppress or support it. The black iron life's hand strength is enough to control everything.

Just pressing the plowshare with both hands and constantly pushing forward, one person's efficiency is incomparable to a hundred ordinary middle-aged people.

It was getting dark, and the garden that was originally blooming in the manor had turned into neat ridges. The fat man felt a little sweat on his forehead. He walked to Zhou Mo with two hoes in his arms.

"Boss, this land belongs to me!"

The last dried fruit hit the fat man's forehead.

"Get out, tomorrow I will find any wasteland that no one has occupied and open up land and farm!

The fat man didn't leave immediately, standing there for some reason, for some reason, closed his eyes and didn't move!

Zhou Mo's heart moved and closed his eyes. In the special vision, there was a little more mitral color at the core of the fat man's black and iron life field!

After a while, when the sun was all set, the fat man slowly opened his eyes, and the mysterious silver flashed in his eyes.

"Boss, I have touched the threshold of Mithril's life! This kind of land is really amazing!"

Zhou Moben wanted to praise and encourage the fat man, but was stunned by the fat man's words and immediately said:

"Then you don't go back and prepare. You will continue to farm tomorrow. Maybe as you plant, you will be Mitsunian!"

The fat man nodded repeatedly and ran out of the manor!

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The night is coming.

In the north, a mysterious life wearing this bright silver armor, covered with silver moonlight, floating above the city, waved the giant sword in his hands. Every time he waved, the silver war energy like a training wiped a blank space in the tide of undead below the city.

Unfortunately, this tide of undead seems endless. No matter how mysterious life works, there are always a steady stream of zombies and skeletons to fill the gap.

The shattered undead corpses were piled up into mountains outside the thirty-meter-high city wall. The subsequent undead rushed towards the city wall fearlessly on the hills made of similar corpses.

Suddenly, behind the tide of undead, a mysterious chant sounded. The voice was simple and unrecognizable to ordinary people.

As the chanting sound gradually became higher, all the charge of the undead eyes were filled with bloody light, and they rushed towards the breath of the living like crazy!

"It is the hymn of the dead, which can inspire the resentment of the creatures of the dead, be careful!"

The mysterious voice in the air shouted, and the loud voice spread throughout the city wall in an instant.

The soldiers guarding the city wall, led by the knights, cut down batches of undeads to the ground and pushed them down. In fact, these low-level undeads are easy to deal with. Even if a farmer mustered up the courage, they can be solved neatly with a hoe.

But the endless number, fearlessness, tirelessness, and no supply, made the undead tide the most terrifying army in the world!

On the city wall, mysterious life constantly exudes combat energy, which looks very simple, but reducing the number of undead to control the degree to which the undead hits the city wall. The frequency and intensity that need to be controlled must be carefully calculated.

The intensity of the undead's impact cannot be allowed to break through the bottom line of the city wall guarding power, and the number of undead must be controlled so that the soldiers on the city wall have a chance to change shifts.

At the same time, he also had to be on guard against searching for monsters hidden in the tide of the dead and in the dark forest.

Seeing more and more undead on the city wall, the soldiers' physical strength was about to be exhausted, and the mysterious life suddenly raised the heavy sword with both hands. The sun that had already set seemed to rise again at this moment.

The air shook slightly, and a majestic and sacred female voice rippled over the endless undead!

"The silver moon can also turn into a scorching sun!"

The brilliance of the sun is centered on the mysterious life and shines everywhere.

A large number of undead instantly lost their vitality in the sun and fell to their original position!

The knights and soldiers on the city wall had a moment of breathing.

"Substitution, change people quickly!" The knights shouted loudly, and a large number of civilians rushed onto the city wall, exhausted them one by one. As soon as they stopped, the soldiers who had already collapsed on the ground raised up and quickly removed them from the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers who had just rested rushed to the city and quickly formed a formation under the arrangement of the knights and were ready for the battle.

The sun shines, and the knights looked up at the lords in the sky, all with fear. Although the lord was a mysterious marquis who liberated life, they had been guarding the sky for more than half a month, and had to inspect refugees during the day and arrange a supply of military supplies in the territory. For more than half a month, they had almost never sleep.

Just as the sun's light disappeared, a blood light suddenly burst out among the fallen dead souls, rushing up from the ground, and almost instantly hit the lord.

The lord was bright and bright in silver. The heavy sword drew a silver full moon in front of him, barely blocking the violent attack.

The blood immediately withdrew for several miles, a middle-aged nobleman-looking man wearing a noble dress and a pale face under the moonlight stood in the air and looked at the lord from afar.

"It's Silver Moon Source Energy again. It seems that the White Tiger Lord has bloodlines circulating outside!"

The lord was in the air, erected his heavy sword in front of his chest and said firmly:

"The Marquis of the White Tiger Family, Sixiu - Baihu is here, and the bloodline of the White Tiger Family will never be extinct!"
Chapter completed!