The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 145: Requisition of Supplies
After reading this, Wang Wu had some understanding of the operating mechanism of the Death-Seeking Camp. The main seal carries the secondary seal. When the main seal is activated, the secondary seal will also be activated, and then a whole camp of demon soldiers who are not afraid of death will be harvested.

No wonder in the previous battle, those aerial monsters turned into balls of flames as soon as they passed the center line, with incredible speed and no fear of death.

In a sense, this is a really good thing.

It actually contains 2000 vitality points.

Wang Wu admitted that he was a little greedy.

The next step was to give the Death-Wishing Secondary Seal to all the new recruits in the Death-Wishing Battalion. Wang Wu thought that all the monsters in front of him were from his Ninth Battalion. At first glance, the quality seemed quite good, and there were some powerful monsters that were suspected to be of the fifth and sixth grades.

But unfortunately, Wang Wu thought too much.

The one-eyed tiger continued to roll out names, such as Niu Dali, Yuan Datou, Wolf Xiaobai, Xiang Wudi, Tiger Three Jumps, Fox Tail, Leopard Flying Flower...

These are all the battalion commanders of the Death-Seeking Battalions, from the First Battalion to the Eighth Battalion.

After they completed their respective brands, they began to select new recruits for the Death-Seeking Battalion.

Niu Dali, as the captain of the First Death-Seeking Battalion, seemed to have special privileges and went forward to make his choices capriciously, either choosing those who were strong enough or those who were delicious.

After selecting 10,000 heads, he would leave proudly with the command flag.

Then, Wang Wu watched helplessly as the other battalion commanders blatantly took out various benefits and stuffed them into the hands of the One-eyed Tiger and the Blue Wolf Captain. According to the amount of benefits, they could select better recruits.

After all the selection and care, when it was Wang Wu's turn, he didn't have to choose anymore, and all the remaining fruits were his.

Of course the main reason is that he really can't offer any benefits.

Good guys, when the demon race is facing the danger of extinction, you are still doing this?
As expected, even in the world of cultivating immortals, there is a need to compete with the worst.

Wang Wu looked at the one-eyed tiger and the one-eyed wolf. The other party also looked at him coldly. They were so awesome. There was nothing to say.

Then accept it.
The number of ten thousand recruits who wanted to die could not be wrong.

It is true that their average strength is at the ninth rank, but there are too many misfits.

It's also too thin.

Five thousand ninth-grade mantis swordsmen!
Two thousand ninth-grade gray mouse knights.

One thousand great tits of grade nine.

Five hundred ninth-grade black spiders and five hundred ninth-grade fiery scorpions.

The last one was a thousand ninth-grade pheasants.

Yes, none of them has reached the eighth level.

None of them is a large monster, and even if it is a small or medium-sized monster, it would be fine to give him a few hundred rogue rabbits.

But, saying this doesn't follow the rules?

I'm sorry, but all the rules and regulations apply.

For a moment, Wang Wu was in a trance and thought he had returned to his hometown on Earth.

There was nothing more to say. He waved the command flag, and ten thousand little goblins followed him obediently, without any noise or noise. They were very well-behaved.

Wang Wu even doubted whether these unfortunate little demons really understood what illegal demons meant and what the death-seeking camp meant.
I guess they are all very confused.

Of course, it’s not that they didn’t understand, but they were powerless to resist and were terrified.

Wang Wu sneered in his heart and waved the command flag. A red light flew out from above the flag and led the way ahead. Even the worst death-seeking camp should have a campsite.

The most basic rules can definitely be guaranteed.

After circling around for nearly twenty miles, the red light from the flag finally stopped.

My goodness, this camp is quite far away. If it were any further away, he would not be able to enjoy the passive benefits of the Tree Grandpa branch.

As for these little goblins, I don’t know whether they can enjoy this passive income, but it doesn’t seem to matter. They are all consumables and food.

But what is this called?
Wang Wu smiled bitterly in his heart and waved the flag again. The red light moved automatically, forming a square space with a side length of 200 meters. All the demon soldiers of the Ninth Battalion who were seeking death successfully moved into it, and it seemed that they would not escape.

Next, Wang Wu took the command flag, turned around and went to the central area where the tree branch seedlings were located. Now it seemed that there would be no war, so he had to go and get some supplies needed by the Death-Seeking Camp, which must be given to him.

Don't want it for nothing.

As he walked, he also observed and found that the movements over there in the Great Snow Mountain were still very fast. A large number of fresh troops were quickly moved in to replace batches of wounded soldiers. From time to time, golden-winged crows responsible for delivering messages flew through the air with command flags in their claws, and low roars could be heard from the flags.

There were also organized monster armies on patrol. When they saw Queen Wang Wu, they had to show their command flags, explain the reason, and then give her a pass with a brief description of the specific situation, time, and place. If they were still running around in the camp after the specified time, they would be dealt with according to military law.

It looks pretty similar.

Wang Wu found it interesting at first, but when he encountered the second wave of patrolling monsters and was severely questioned again, he realized that there must be a heavyweight monster from the Great Snow Mountain coming, as well as the elite troops under the Great Ape King. It has only been a few hours, and the order of the entire forest camp has changed abruptly.

So he didn't dare to delay and ran quickly to the logistics supply collection point. Here, too, everything had become orderly, with more than a hundred foxes busy working here.

Some were counting the spoils, some were reading the documents of merit, and some were writing down accounts with great speed, with strings of numbers and simple words coming out of their mouths as if they had magic. But what really attracted Wang Wu were the two mysterious big boxes in the center, guarded by two white-bearded old men.

These two old men look no different from humans, but they are definitely not humans. They are senior demons. What they are guarding should be important supplies that can supply the entire camp.

A red, petite fox stopped Wang Wu. It was a very strange feeling. It had no human form, but it could walk upright as freely and simply as a human.

Especially the speaking voice, which is soft and sticky, like the 10086 customer service representative.

"Please stop, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I, from the Ninth Battalion of the Death Seeking Battalion, have come to collect the relevant supplies."

Wang Wu handed over the command flag, the time-limited document, and finally showed it the sixth-rank death-seeking seal on his chest.

As a result, the little red fox actually covered her mouth and laughed, "General, don't be so reserved, it doesn't have to be so complicated, just have this flag. According to the rules, you can receive supplies every three days. Here is the list, please take a look."

"If you have no other questions, we will dispatch laborers to deliver all the supplies to the military commander's camp in an hour. In addition, you don't have to come alone. Every three days, the relevant supplies will be delivered on time. Time is quite tight and the military commander is busy with military affairs. We suggest you return quickly."

Okay!

Why do you feel so weird?

Wang Wu took the list of supplies and quickly asked, "Can I apply for a black iron shield?"

"Of course you can. You can buy it by using your merits, or by paying with spiritual energy, or by exchanging it with some other resources. Our appraisal is very reliable and fair!"

"Can't I apply for the status of the chief of the Death Camp?"

"Sorry, you can't claim it."

"How about using spiritual energy to buy it?"

"Of course you can. You need two gourds of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, one gourd of Ice Spiritual Energy, one gourd of Red Flame Spiritual Energy, and the same for Green Wood Spiritual Energy. Sir, how do you plan to pay for it?"

At least one gourd, that’s a full one thousand points, right, you profiteer.

Wang Wu gave up the idea after just one look.

Then there's no way.

It would be better for me to go to the battlefield to pick it up. To be honest, I was too tired before and ignored this matter. When he woke up, the whole battlefield was cleaned up.

The human race's black iron shield seems to be the standard equipment for human warriors, but on the demon clan's side, even a battalion commander at this level has to use his own spiritual energy to purchase it. Alas!

At that moment, he stopped talking and went back home. After returning home, he directly slaughtered a ninth-grade pheasant. He didn't even need to roast or cook it. He ate it with relish!
But only after eating it did he curl his lips. He never thought that he could also eat fast-growing chicken in the world of immortal cultivation.

Yes, ninth grade fast-growing chicken.

A normal ninth-grade goblin can provide at least 600 points of satiety and 400 points of spiritual energy. If it is better, it can even provide 1000 points of satiety and 800 points of spiritual energy. This is the so-called degree of cultivation.

After practicing for a long time, a large amount of spiritual energy will nourish every part of the body, and that’s the feeling.

This kind of fast-growing ones, well, they’re fake once you eat them.

Wang Wu is very picky now.

What his body needs is not a huge amount of food, but an essence of energy that can provide more refined vitality and activity. This fast-growing ninth-grade pheasant is not even as good as the old cow's fast-growing ninth-grade spiritual fruit.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while. When the supplies were delivered, he picked up a huge sack and scattered it around the camp. The sack was full of various dried grasshoppers, insects, seeds and other things.

At this moment, the little goblins became restless and started fighting for the goods, not caring even if they got their heads broken and bloodied.

But the magical thing is that no matter how they fight, they will not jump out of the boundary formed by the red light.

"Oh my goodness, I'm a breeder now?"

Wang Wu then threw out two more bags of feed, and that was considered completing his daily routine.

In addition to this kind of feed, the supplies delivered also included a large jar of spirit wine weighing about 200 kilograms. The list said it was the ninth-grade daughter's red spirit wine. He took a few sips and could only say that things have changed and people have changed. He used to love this kind of spirit wine but could not get it, but now he can get it but does not love it.

Really, after getting used to drinking the spiritual wine brought by human cultivators, Wang Wu's horizons have broadened a lot.

“It always feels like something is missing.”

"But if you say you cut corners, I don't think so. This is the standard Spider Girl Red Wine made by the Black Spider Clan."

Wang Wu couldn't help but ponder it, mainly because he had nothing to do. Now the atmosphere in the entire camp had changed, and all kinds of elite demon soldiers were patrolling everywhere. He couldn't go anywhere except staying in the camp.

He didn't dare to temper the black iron. He didn't have enough time to accumulate energy and vitality, so how could he dare to consume it?

So we can only think of using these supplies, well, to be more precise, to improve the food.

Anyway, I have nothing to do now and there are enough ingredients. I would be sorry if I don’t do something.

"Roast a chicken first!"

(End of this chapter)