In the room.
Chen Feng looked at the weapons in front of him seriously.
These were the spoils of war this time, weapons made by the aboriginals. From the aesthetic point of view of modern people, these weapons were very ugly, but they were very practical.
[Simple]
[Practical]
These two words were enough to describe these weapons.
The weapons in the hands of the aboriginals, compared to decorations, only had one meaning, and that was to kill. They used limited resources to create the sharpest killing weapons.
Thousands of javelins.
Apart from the fusion of faith, this might be the biggest gain this time.
More importantly, the wear rate of these weapons was not high, which indicated that in addition to the insect armor, strengthened blades, and guns, the warriors of the Jiecheng Zone would soon be equipped with new weapons.
The material used to make the javelins was hard ore. Imagine, when thousands of javelins were thrown out, how terrifying the deterrent force would be.
This indicated that the insects charging in the first wave would instantly become a pile of meat paste, which could effectively disrupt the attack plan of the insects.
In addition, there were hundreds of axes, which could be thrown out when necessary to injure the enemy.
There were more than twenty boxes, thousands of weapons. Chen Feng patiently looked through them one by one.
Chen Feng casually looked through and inadvertently found a wooden carving.
"Hmm?"
Chen Feng was a little interested and cast his gaze on the wooden carving.
As the leader of the Jiecheng Zone, Chen Feng could now have anything he wanted. Even if it was the precious antiques, calligraphy, and paintings of the past, he could fill up an entire warehouse with a word.
The workmanship of this wooden carving was not exquisite, but the reason why it attracted Chen Feng's attention was that he had seen this wooden carving before, and even fought with it.
With tentacles and a large number of mouths, wasn't it the monster that fought with him?
Chen Feng held it in his palm. Surprisingly, this wooden carving exuded a bone-chilling coldness, like a piece of ice. Even Chen Feng, who had the body of the Balrog, felt a little cold.
"It's not an ordinary item!"
Chen Feng could feel a powerful energy fluctuation coming from it. Clearly, this was not a simple wooden carving, but an enchanted piece of equipment.
It was imbued with some of the monster's energy. Its function was not to summon, but to act as a protective amulet.
It was similar to the Evil God's blessing.
However, the power was no longer projected onto a person's body. Instead, it was projected onto a container. Just like this wooden carving, it carried the power of a monster.
In the face of certain powerful attacks, it can automatically block a few attacks for its owner.
The reason why Chen Feng was so familiar with it was because he had seen Enchanters create this kind of equipment in his previous life. Some power was superimposed on it, and when it was attacked, such as bullets or arrows, it could automatically activate a protective shield to protect the owner from the damage.
There was a reason why Enchanters were known as the professions that earned the most money.
No matter when, people were always afraid of death.
Even though this sort of defensive barrier could not defend against attacks that were too ferocious, in the hearts of some people, it more or less added some life-saving means. Thus, this sort of equipment was very sought after by others.
If one had to make an evaluation, then equipment that could defend against bullets would be worth 1, and this strange wooden sculpture would be worth 5.
What did this mean?
This rack could even withstand the peak attacks of Lie Demons, Dark Elves, and Necromancers. It could be seen that the value of this equipment was beyond the understanding of ordinary people.
"Good stuff!"
Although Chen Feng had long since concealed his emotions, after seeing this wooden sculpture, his face could not hide his excitement.
It was obvious that this was the treasure that the monster had given to the natives. When necessary, it could help the other party to withstand some attacks.
However, the invasion was too sudden. The higher-ups of the natives did not even have the chance to take it out before they were exterminated. Thus, by chance, this treasure fell into the hands of Chen Feng.
After a period of accumulation, Chen Feng only had two enchanted weapons in name. One was the [Cursed Longsword] that Feng Zhiyong had given him, and the other was the [Enchanted Wooden Sculpture] in front of him.
With Chen Feng's current strength, he was still unable to see through the former. He would only have the opportunity to use and control it after he entered the Gold tier. However, this [Enchanted Wooden Sculpture] did not have any problems. As long as he wore it on his body, when he encountered an irresistible danger, it would automatically activate and form a protective shield.
The monster would never have thought that the source of its faith would not only be destroyed by him, but that such a treasure would also fall into his hands.
Things were getting interesting.
Even Chen Feng was a little surprised that he had inadvertently obtained such a reward.
Chen Feng kept the sculpture and hung it on his waist. Compared to some cheap enchanted equipment, this level of existence was a real second life.
It was late at night.
However, Chen Feng was not ready to go to sleep yet. He still had some things to do.
"Go and bring that tattooed man to me."
Chen Feng's order was quickly answered. Not long after, a native with a strange totem tattooed on his face was brought in front of Chen Feng.
After interrogating some natives, Chen Feng obtained some simple information about the other party.
After reaching adulthood, every time he killed a powerful prey, he could get a tattoo on his face. Just like the man in front of him, the tattoo covered his entire face. These merits proved that he was a true warrior.
[Ash Wolf]
After being translated into human language, he was called this name.
He was injured in the battle. In a situation where one of his legs and one of his arms were shot through by bullets, he even killed three warriors. From this, one could see how ferocious he was.
It was because of this incident that he attracted Chen Feng's attention.
Two demon horns appeared on Chen Feng's head at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this time, he was sitting on the chair like a demon that had crawled out of the abyss. Just his aura alone was enough to give Ash Wolf an instinctive fear.
"What about the matter I asked you to consider?" Chen Feng said lightly.
The demon horns gave Chen Feng the ability to communicate with it.
There were two thousand natives. This was a huge population. If he wanted to manage them, humans who did not speak the language were not suitable at all. Therefore, he needed a puppet to help him complete the management work.
Without a doubt, [Lone Wolf] was the best candidate for the job.
Ash Wolf's expression was a little hesitant. This man who was known as a true warrior in the jungle was like a small beast in front of Chen Feng. Vino said, "I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request. You destroyed my home. I can't help you bully my people anymore. If I can't avoid it, I'll choose to die."
Very determined?
Perhaps.
This was a true warrior. Even in the face of such a disadvantage, he was still loyal to his heart.
"Is that so?" Chen Feng had a playful expression on his face as he slowly said, "You should be clear that you will never be able to return to your homeland in your entire life. Here, however, is your new starting point. You and your clansmen are merely my slaves. Your life and death are in my hands. However, I am not as bloodthirsty as you imagine me to be. I only have one request, and that is for you to work better for me. I can give you houses, clothes, food, and even a chance to regain your freedom."
"Freedom needs power to maintain!"
"Without my pardon, all of you and your children will only have one identity in your life, and that is slaves."
"Do you want this?"
"You and your people will work for me like livestock. As long as you make a mistake, you will be punished with a whip or even die."
"You should know that my subordinates can't communicate with you, so some requests can't be passed to me at all. But you are different. If you can control those people for me, even if you occasionally ask for something that isn't too much, I may be able to satisfy you."
Chen Feng's words were like the obscure words of the devil, echoing in Cang Lang's ears. This stubborn man showed a struggling expression. Living under someone else's roof, this was the portrayal of their current situation. Chen Feng was right. If he let others control his people, there would be a lot of misunderstandings due to the language barrier.
What's more, those evil, cruel, and vicious humans would treat his people like beasts, whipping them for fun. This was not what he wanted to see.
"Listen."
Chen Feng stood up and looked at him condescendingly. "You only have one chance. I want you to help me control those people. As long as you complete your daily tasks, I will provide you with food and a warm house."
"More importantly, every once in a while, I will pardon some people who have performed well and obtain their freedom. Do you know what this means? Those people can have their own land in my territory. They can even join the army and become soldiers under my command. "
"I will only be merciful once."
"I don't like to be rejected. If you reject me again, I will kill you as you wish. Then your people will lose the chance to be free forever."
"Now tell me the answer."
Coercion and enticement were Chen Feng's usual methods. Although they were a bit old-fashioned, they were very practical.
Cang Lang was shaken. Under the power of Chen Feng's words, his persistence was like a piece of bubble that had already become full of holes.
He accepted the offer of surrender.
Although it was a bit like being an accomplice to a villain, it was the last chance for his people. As a warrior of the jungle, when hunting prey, he could lie in the quagmire for a whole day without moving.
He had to endure hardships.
Two kinds of life forms, two kinds of civilizations. But in some things, they were surprisingly similar.
Cang Lang compromised. He nodded stiffly. This small movement seemed to have consumed all his strength. His cheeks became a little pale. Obviously, his stubbornness was like a young girl's chastity that Chen Feng put on the ground and kept rubbing against it until it was annihilated!
Chen Feng smiled.
He needed such a commander.
Otherwise, it would take him a long time to control those native slaves. With such a puppet, many things could be done faster.
As for whether Cang Lang would accumulate strength and start a war of resistance, Chen Feng was not worried at all.
This was his territory.
In the far away native plane, he could directly defeat these people as if they were ants. In his territory, these people wanted to turn the tables. It was simply wishful thinking.
Where there was oppression, there would be resistance.
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