Undead Farm

Chapter 185 Before the Logging Competition Announcement

Yang Feng nodded with an expression of eating a fly: "Not only is it fast, but according to our receiving standards, we can't find any faults at all!"

Logging is not just cut down, it also includes the process of removing branches and straightening, including requirements for controlling the direction of tree fall.

If the direction of the tree falls is not controlled, it is easy to hurt people, and it will also cause damage to other trees. In addition, Yang Ping has kept a secret for a long time, so the wages of a skilled lumberjack are so high.

"What's even more frightening is that they didn't even take a break. It is said that they are still chopping until now..."

"No rest? What about our men? How long do they work?"

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief. Those goblins were so proficient in logging that it was beyond his expectations, but if the progress was based on life, he didn't have to worry too much.

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders: "Originally, it is customary to work eight hours a day, but I have just informed them that each person will work twelve hours from tomorrow."

"Is it possible to catch up like this?" Yang Ping asked.

Yang Feng shook his head with a wry smile: "If they are still working as hard tomorrow as they are today, then we still won't be able to catch up."

"They don't take their lives seriously!"

Thinking of the scene reported by the spies sent to supervise, Yang Feng shuddered a little.

They didn't eat or drink or sleep for a whole day. Did they come here to commit suicide?

Or did that guy in the middle of the night give this group of goblins some kind of ecstasy, so he worked so hard?
Yang Ping stared: "Twelve hours of work? What kind of words! Even goblins can't compare with them, are they ashamed to rest for so long?!"

"If you can't catch up, then do more! Sixteen hours if twelve hours is not enough, and eighteen hours if sixteen hours is not enough. I think as a city lord, I am so busy that I can only sleep for three or four hours every day. Isn't it enough to eat, drink and sleep for an hour?!"

"Go back and tell them that no matter how many people begged for this opportunity, the wages of a tree is nearly 1 silver coin! It's not so much money to sell it! Where do you ask them to find a good boss like me? The blessings they can only cultivate in a few lifetimes!"

"If you don't know how to cherish such a good fortune, then don't stay in our Pingcheng after this incident. I, Yangping, don't have such a city dweller without pursuit!"

"Yes! I know!" Yang Feng wiped off his cold sweat and bowed his head.

"But if the progress has not caught up..."

"Idiot!" Yang Ping slammed his cup hard.

"Have you ever seen anyone who can cut wood for three days without eating, drinking, pulling or sleeping? Even if they did, do you think they will still be alive under the influence of that thing?"

Yang Feng's heart trembled, he bowed his head and retreated.

At this time, Hedel finally loaded the garbage in the huge garbage pool outside Pingcheng into the car, and began to drive towards Lorraine slowly.

According to the requirements of the night shift, these garbage will be divided into two categories:

One type is bark, leaves, sawdust, waste wood, etc. that can be used as fuel, and the other type is much simpler and cruder. Those that cannot be used as fuel fall into this category, and will be put into saprophytic ponds and turned into green water at that time.

It's just that many of the second category are semi-liquid and semi-solid fluid bodies, especially those stinky excrement that can only be packed in sealed wooden barrels.

But Lorraine didn't have so many wooden barrels, so he had to use the wages Kuru earned on the first day to fill up the holes. Kuru didn't know how long he felt sorry for this.

But these have nothing to do with Huddle, he just travels between the two places silently, transporting a city’s garbage home, and then turning it into green water to protect farmers and flowers.

On the road, apart from meeting a group of farmers who wanted to catch them as slave traders and sell them, they didn't encounter any trouble.

After all, goblin laborers are not very popular in the slave market, and the stinky garbage they transport, all robbing people have to weigh whether it is worth it.

This made Ye Sangen, who only learned about it a long time later, lament for a long time. He considered whether to let these goblins wear gold chains to transport the dung truck. Later, he felt that it was too arrogant and he was afraid that people would misunderstand that the garbage he collected was too valuable, so he gave up.

On the other side of the road construction, it is still dilatory. The roadbed has been dug long ago, but the goblins who pave the road are still playing with stones slowly, and they don't know what the plan is at midnight.

But Yang Ping no longer wants to care about this at this time, his mind is full of why now.

"Why why why! It's been three days! It's been three days! Why can they still be cut down without eating or drinking? Are they undead? It doesn't make sense, do you want to die?!"

"Uh, that. They took a rest and bought some animal meat for dinner. And I forgot, they are summoned beasts..." Yang Feng reminded.

"You mean they cheated? The tree fellers changed?" Yang Ping asked urgently.

In his opinion, every goblin looks the same. If the other party uses the method of canceling and summoning to replace him, he really can't tell, but this is cheating.

And cheating means losing.

But Yang Feng shook his head: "No, those 20 guys are still logging. We have been paying attention to this. I mean, their physical fitness may be different from that of ordinary goblins."

Summoned beasts are naturally summoned by summoners, and summoners usually have spells that increase the abilities of summoned beasts.

These spells can be passive or active, and can often make an ordinary summoned beast unleash extremely strong power. There is even an evil spell that attacks summoned beasts by sacrificing them, so overdrawing the vitality of these goblins is probably not enough. It's not difficult.

If the logging goblins on the mountain competed in a state of overdrawing their lives, it seems that the skilled loggers who surpassed them could explain it. Otherwise, the fact that they only rest for an hour a day is too sensational!
"That doesn't mean we are doomed?" Yang Ping said paralyzed.

When he signed the contract, he didn't say that the other party couldn't use summoned beasts. As a result, after only three days, the gap between the two sides was widened by three times.

"No, not necessarily." Yang Feng suddenly smiled.

"Don't forget, the city lord, they don't know what will happen if they stay in the eucalyptus forest for a long time. Now that three days have passed, the sequelae should also appear."

"Also, they can give themselves bonus spells, so we can naturally. I suggest recruiting some mages now and let them cast boost spells on the lumberjacks."

"It's really impossible... In the mountains of our Pingcheng, there will be some forest robbers occasionally, and sometimes there will be some accidents that no one wants, it's normal!"

After hearing this, Yang Ping nodded with satisfaction: "It's indeed normal, then I'll leave this matter to you, remember to do it beautifully."

"It's natural!"

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie...

　The skull is broken, the numbers in the previous chapter have been corrected, please be informed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)