Chapter 881: Kobold Shaman "Part 2"

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After Vincent left, Cook sat in the room. This is another room. Yesterday’s room was messy. Fortunately, Cook likes to pack things, otherwise I don’t know what the look like, Cook. I don't like the guys who were rescued.
Cook sat there, tapping the table with his fingers constantly. Cook was carefully recalling the battle just now. Cook had a preliminary understanding of the pattern. Needless to say, the power of the pattern is so powerful, in his heart. One idea is to understand the sanctuary as soon as possible. The problem of identity does not exist, because there are many unknown tribes in the boundless sanctuary. What Cook wants to take root in the sanctuary.
And to create a path in the Sanctuary, if you want to have certain rights in a place like Sanctuary, the first thing that is indispensable is money, strong force, and great strength.
As Cook does not have a comprehensive understanding of the sanctuary, he is unable to formulate a detailed plan. If nothing else, he can say that the gods can come here to participate in the battle. Then the gods come to the sanctuary, there are no restrictions on their possessions, and their strength. It is an extremely urgent issue to understand.
The general direction is there. This time the crisis in Cold Spring City can be said to be a good opportunity. Cook now wants to pray that Murphy and others can reach Cold Spring City as soon as possible.
Cook thought for a while, then took out a dozen kobold shamans, and then tied these kobold shamans to one of the wooden pillars. The body was sealed with a magic seal by Cook and his mouth was blocked.
Cook did not ask anything. Instead, he first picked up a kobold shaman. These kobold shamans also had a great smell on them. First of all, Cook threw the kobold in a big wooden barrel. There was already bone-piercing ice water in the big wooden barrel, and then Cook washed the dozen kobold shamans one by one.
While taking a bath, the kobold's eyes widened and he looked terrified. Cook muttered in his heart while washing with a long-handled brush, "It would be great if Bagru was here."
After more than a dozen kobolds were washed, their faces were pale, not only cold, but also frightened. Then Cook brought a fat big mouse from outside, and first paralyzed the big mouse with a paralysis potion. Then, Cook began to undergo surgery. In fact, Cook had long wanted to undergo surgery. Many injuries require surgery to heal faster.
After the hamster was cut into a small piece of liver by Cook, he then sewed the wound with thread, and finally applied a wood healing magic, and then fed some detoxification agents to relieve the paralysis. The hamster lived soon coming.
Cook took a look at these kobold shamans, and in the end, a hapless egg was picked up by Cook. Regardless of the kobold shaman’s struggle, he directly fed the paralysis potion, and then opened his intestines and broke his belly carefully. For the other kobold shaman’s face, I took out all the kobold’s internal organs and looked at it, and cut some of the ones that can be cut off, such as a section of intestines, a bit of liver, etc. Those kobold shamans were trembling.
The shaman was then stitched up by Cook again, treated with healing magic, and soon came back to life.
Cook looked at the cut off and shook his head, as if he was not very satisfied. Then Cook began to look at the other kobold shamans. What Cook didn’t expect was that Cook’s eyes looked again, eleven The kobold shaman was actually in a coma for as many as five.
Just when Cook was about to interrogate, Cook was surprised to find that he didn't understand the language of kobolds, which made Cook very frustrated, and Cook regretted not bringing Er Fatty.
"I hope the talent of animal language and animal language is useful." Cook only muttered to himself.
When Cook took out the stuff that the first kobold shaman gagged, the kobold unexpectedly spoke the common language of the sanctuary. Although some pronunciation was not standard, Cook still understood it.
"Help, help, help." The kobold shaman cried loudly.
When Cook heard that the kobold shaman could actually speak the language common to the sanctuary, that is, the language of magic, Cook sneered, and directly reached out and grabbed one of the kobold shaman's arms.
"Kacha." It snapped abruptly, and his arms and hands showed a weird drooping posture.
"Forgiveness, forgiveness, please, let me go." The kobold shaman was terrified by Cook's fierce style, crying, crying, and begging for mercy.
"Where did you come from?" Cook asked lightly.
"Spare, spare." The kobold shaman still cried out for mercy.
"Kacha." Cook saw that the kobold shaman didn't answer his own question, and smiled and broke a leg with a punch.
"Wow wow wow." The kobold shaman immediately started crying, trembling with pain all over.
"If you call again, I'll just break your neck." Cook said with a sneer.
The kobold shaman immediately stopped crying and looked at Cook in fear. Cook smiled and poked the kobold shaman's broken arm, baring his teeth and said, "You better answer honestly, because here There are more than a dozen people. If the answer is not very satisfactory to me, I don't mind asking another question. As for you, I just have to... hehe."
Cook said that he finally touched the kobold wizard's neck, then took the kobold wizard to the next room and asked carefully.
Afterwards, Cook shook his head and walked into the room where the other kobolds were tied up, and asked one more time.
In the end, Cook determined that the kobold wizard did not lie. After finishing these things, it was about to dawn. Cook imprisoned all the kobold wizards and sent someone to find Vincent.
Vincent hurried over and asked, "Cook, what's the news?"
"I think we are in big trouble." Cook smacked his lips.
"Trouble, didn't the kobold retreat?" Vincent asked suspiciously.
"I'm gone, but within two days, these kobolds will gather together, because the dozen or so kobolds I caught belong to dozens of tribes. According to my judgment, at least two million will be there. Kobolds will come to grab people." Cook said.
"Two million!" Vincent was shocked.
Cook said again: "If these kobold guardian beasts appear, there may be a group of flame crocodile dragons."
"Flaming Crocodile Dragon, this..." Vincent was completely stunned.
"These kobolds live in the underground world. They are the natives of the underground world. The reason why these kobolds came to the ground is because the underground world magma erupted. These kobolds had no food source and had to come to the ground. The patron saint of man is a group of flaming crocodile dragons." Cook continued.
"The area of ​​the kobold in the underground world is very large. The kobold shaman has a very special status in the entire kobold world, higher than the status of the patriarch, and the kobold women and children will stay in the underground world, and the young power The strong will live on the surface. Basically, it will take more than half a year for the kobolds to return to the underground world, because at that time there is enough food in the underground world. The kobolds are afraid of water and hate sunlight. This is also what kobolds like For the sake of being in the forest, as for the captured women, most of them will be dedicated to those flame crocodile dragons." Cook finished the outline in one breath.
"Then what shall we do now?" Vincent asked after a long time to digest what Cook said, let alone any good ideas.
"The only thing we can do is to step up the construction of defenses, and accumulate as much wood as we can accumulate, because what we have to face is the craziest attack of the kobold." Cook said.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away." Vincent stood up and walked out after speaking.
But Ma Wensen turned around and asked, "Cook, is there any way to retreat, for example, we release those kobold shamans?"
"No, after letting go, we will retaliate wildly. I have a way to make the kobolds feel jealous." Cook said in thought.
"What is the solution?" Vincent immediately walked in and asked.
"With poison, I have a poison here that can at least poison millions of kobolds, but we can't bear the consequences," Cook said.
Vincent pondered for a while and asked, "Is it because of the flame crocodile dragon?"
"Yes, this is one aspect. On the other hand, these kobolds are really going to die. Do you think the remaining kobolds in the underground world will smash with us, and the speed of reproduction of kobolds? Maybe this time, it can save a few years without worries, but after a few years, what about the new generation of kobolds?" Cook said several factors one after another.
Vincent thought for a while and said to Cook, "Cook, I'll give the order first, and Wildhammer will call in later, let's discuss it carefully."
Cook watched Vincent leave, and then Cook took out the strange knocking object from the kobold camp.
It's dark, it seems to be made of some kind of animal horns, but it feels like metal, only the size of a palm. Originally, this thing was inlaid on a skeleton. Cook took it away from the kobold camp. Take this thing directly.
"Dang." Cook flicked his finger lightly and made a sound, which was neither a crisp metal sound nor a dull sound.
"Strange?" But there was nothing strange about Cook's tapping just now.
Cook thought for a while, then tapped again, this time Cook used some magic: "Boom."
This slap-sized object actually shook.
"Wow." With a sound, all the crystal vessels in Cook's house turned into a pile of fragments.
"Sonic attack?" Cook looked at the slap-sized fragment suspiciously.
But when Cook heard the screaming of the wildhammer outside, he put the thing away and walked out. After all, the crystal vessels in the house were broken. Cook almost subconsciously wanted to hide this one. thing.
"Cook, what you said is true?" Wildhammer asked.
"It's true. I think our defense needs to start anew." Cook walked towards the log fence with Vincent and the Wildhammer.
Wildhammer said to one side: "Cook, let's talk about it, what can we do?"
"Two methods are actually one method." Cook said.
"Hurry up." Wildhammer hurriedly urged.
"Let's postpone the time first. There are eleven kobold shamans, and we can put one a day." Cook sat on a tree stump that had just been chopped down.
Vincent opened his mouth and said, "Then we have eleven more days to prepare."
"There will be more and more kobolds." Wildhammer objected.
Cook nodded: "It's true. While releasing people, we can first let the kobold army decide who to release first. I think these dozen or so tribes must have some disputes, and it also bought us time."
"Yes, these dozen or so tribes must first want their tribe's shaman to go back first, so there will be more time." Vincent said with bright eyes.
Cook raised a finger again: "This is just the first step. While the first step is being taken, we can prepare for battle. If we don’t have reinforcements in more than ten days, we will use poison. Anyway, this is the purpose. Our safety comes first."
Wildhammer seemed to remember something and asked: "Cook, you said we are going to use the perfume you invented against kobolds, and then break through, you see?"
"This is impossible. After all, the perfumes I refine have a certain area of ​​action, and the number of kobolds is as much as two million, and there are dragon-born kobolds, and my perfume does not have any powerful attacks. Sex, so the defense can be, but the attack is a bit weak." Cook said negatively.
"What about the poison?" Wildhammer demanded.
"There are poisons, but have you ever thought about it. Even if you use poisons and can manage for a few years, I have an idea, listen to it?" Cook looks down on this kind of guy who eats by force the most. Of course, it is. Maybe it's because Cook's own force value is already very high.
Vincent and Wildhammer nodded, and Cook said to the two of them: "Look, kobolds actually don't want to live in the underground world, but they have to come out as a last resort. Why?"
"Of course, to fill up." Wildhammer replied straightforwardly, but his tone was a bit dissatisfied.
"Yes, it's food. The underground world is rich in products. We can trade food for the specialties of the underground world. If nothing else, minerals are enough for a lot of food. We need to change the kobold from looking for food to looking for minerals. , What do you think of this idea?" Cook asked.
"Cook, I have to say that this idea is very good, but how does it help us now?" Vincent's tone was also a little heavy.
Wildhammer also agreed: "Your method is very useful, but we don't have food now, even we are hungry, and there is food in Cold Spring City, but it is not enough for two million kobolds. It is even more necessary to import food."
Cook looked at the two of them, and Cook didn't want to say something, so he said: "Then, we delay one day, one day, and give me ten days. If ten days have not turned around, we will use poison."
"Well, we need to supervise those now, Cook, I hope you prepare a little more of that perfume." Wildhammer saw Cook say this, but in fact he still has no bottom, because Wildhammer and Vincent are both I have never seen a poison that can kill two million kobolds.
After Vincent and Wildhammer went out, after walking for a while, Vincent asked: "Wildhammer, can we go back alive?"
"It certainly can. We have to hurry up and build defenses now, and move all the rocks, wood, and everything that can be moved to the mountain." Wildhammer gritted his teeth.
"Okay, don't rest now. Before the kobolds come, everyone will move things. I don't believe we can't keep it." Vincent gritted his teeth when he heard the words of Wildhammer.
So all the more than 20,000 people on the entire mountain took action, moving stones, cutting logs and cutting logs. They were threatened by their lives. Everyone broke out with twelve points of strength, and Cook shrank in the laboratory. Refining some life-saving potions, magic power recovery potions, healing potions, mental power recovery potions, these three potions are the most.
"Damn it, it's perfect again." Cook was depressed. Others wanted to refine the quality of the medicine extremely high, but because Cook took out high-quality medicine to make others suspicious, so Cook needs low quality. Some medicines, and these medicines Cook are to take out for free, high-quality medicines are even less cost-effective, but Cook has refined hundreds of bottles of medicines, only a dozen bottles of top-grade medicines, only one bottle of good quality.
Cook looked into the room next door, Cook walked in and picked out a kobold shaman, Cook put all the materials needed for the healing potion, and then placed them in order.
"You do what I ask you to do!" Cook said in a cold voice first.
The name of this kobold wizard is so strange that Cook only took the homophonic Holo.
When Hollow heard Cook say this, he nodded quickly, because Hollow felt that the man in front of him was not a human, but a demon. He thought that a part of the companion's body was cut off and it was still alive and kicking. Hollow felt Cook's gaze seemed to be looking at his internal organs.
Cook explained some of the basic actions of refining the medicine and demonstrated it three times. Hollow finally understood that Cook asked Hollo to stand on the test bench, which is actually a low table made of logs, and Hollow stands on It's just right there.
"Pour into the No. 1 solution, heat it, stir slowly, slowly, slowly!" Cook said, seeing Holo agitate quickly, and immediately beat it with a stick twice, seeing Holo finally slow down. .
"Pour into potion one."
"Pour in solution number two, potion number three."
In fact, No. 1 and No. 2 do not matter, because Cook placed the medicine in the next order, that is to say, just let the medicine be put down in the order. Holo nervously completed the refining of the medicine.
"Inferior quality, very good, very good." Cook looked at it, and under his order, the refining agent did not fail, but it was an inferior agent.
So when it was hot outside, eleven kobold shamans stood in the house and surrounded the city. Cook issued an order in the middle, eleven bottles of potions at a time, and most of them succeeded ~ EbookFREE.me ~ half a failure. Yes, but Cook is also very happy, at this rate, basically one bottle in a minute.
"Holo, what are you doing, why are you adding medicine without authorization?" Cook asked with a weird face.
"Puff, sir, sir, I feel like the time has come." Hollow replied tremblingly.
"Hmph, get up, pour out the potion in it, start over, refining it yourself, let me see." Cook's face couldn't help but not be weird, Cook just told the other kobold shaman to go, Holo The potion for adding time has arrived here, but Cook only has one mouth. He didn't expect Holo to add potion himself.
Hollow heard Cook say this and got up quickly. Ten minutes later, Hollow's refining medicine failed, but Cook's expression became even more weird. Cook again ordered: "Come again."
"It succeeded? Holo, why do you know when to add the potion?" After another ten minutes, Cook was shocked, because the kobold shaman actually succeeded, but Cook did not show it, but was cold Asked loudly.
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