Chapter 183

Night fell and the wind blew gently.

The luminous stones in the territory began to emit soft light, and the generals reflected a faint halo.

After dinner, Fang Hao went out of the Lord's house again.

Move your body and come directly to a building.

[iron clawed rat nest]

[type: special building]

[Recruitable: Iron clawed rat]

[iron clawed rat: lingering fog crystal 1]

(Description: Iron clawed rats can be recruited in this building. Their sharp front claws can break soil and stones.)

This building was purchased by Fang Hao in the commercial union store. Since he bought it, he has never recruited anyone.

This time there is a great possibility that the cemetery is in the mountains, and it's time for these little guys to help.

The last time I killed the grouper giant toad in the pool, I obtained 5 lingering fog crystals, which also met the recruitment conditions.

Quantity selection 5

Recruitment.

[triggered by a hundred fold increase, recruit iron clawed rat 505.]

505 fluffy iron clawed rats appeared out of thin air, wrapped around Fang Hao, stared at him with big eyes.

The iron clawed rat has brown hair and is somewhat close to an adult pangolin.

Sharp mouth, developed forelimbs and two sharp claws.

[iron clawed rat]

[camp: Goblin]

[racial characteristics: creatures, sensitive sense of smell, digging.]

[sensitive sense of smell]: underground, you can use your sense of smell to identify directions or food buried in the soil.

[digging]: it can easily break rocks and soil.

(Description: the flower goblins found a way to grow plants. They trained the iron clawed rats to break the hard land and make the plants grow better.)

Sasha!!

When Fang Hao checked the iron clawed rat's attributes, a rustling sound came from a distance.

In the soft light, an iron clawed rat, whose sharp front claws have broken the newly laid stone slab, is struggling to dig down.

A large area of soil has been piled into a small earth mountain behind the iron clawed mouse.

Simultaneous interpreting of this movement is like infection. One after another, the iron claw rat begins to act.

His claws reached down to the stone slab and began to dig down.

"Stop, don't dig the ground." Fang Hao exclaimed.

All the iron clawed rats stopped immediately, stretched their necks and continued to stare at Fang Hao.

One by one, it was like people fighting and watching the excitement at the entrance of the village.

At this time, Fang Hao was stunned.

It's over. These little guys won't tear down their territory all night.

"Master, what is this? It's so cute." Yi'er came from a distance, picked up an iron clawed mouse and rubbed it on his face.

Fang haogang wanted to remind her that her claws were dangerous, but found that it was easy to break the ground with sharp claws, but it wouldn't hurt people.

The iron clawed rat was also docile and let her knead for a while.

Sasha!

"Stop!" Fang Hao roared in the direction of the sound again.

Leaving the ground, the iron clawed rat widened his eyes again and continued to look at him.

Sasha!

"Don't dig." Fang Hao turned in another direction.

"IL, go and call the Blood Hunter." Fang Hao stared at the iron clawed rats around and said to Yi'er.

"Oh." Yi'er answered, put down the iron clawed rat in her arms, and rushed to the residence of the Blood Hunter.

Not long after, the Blood Hunter arrived and found Fang Hao and a group of iron clawed rats staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Sir, are you?" The Blood Hunter asked curiously.

On this big night, the Lord doesn't sleep. What are you looking at with these small creatures?

"Blood hunting, you may have to work harder tonight..." Fang Hao explained the recruitment of iron clawed rats.

He continued: "these little guys are too energetic. I'm afraid they can empty the territory this night. Take them to the mountain just now, dig the mountain, and see if there is a tomb in it."

Although Fang Hao built separate houses for fire blade and blood hunting.

But the dead don't need to rest. They still take soldiers out hunting and patrolling more often.

"OK, sir, rest assured. I'll take them with me." Blood Hunter promised.

"Yes."

Fang Hao continued to ask the maids to bring buckets.

Then he said to the little guys, "all right, five into a barrel and move."

The iron clawed rats understood the command, but they didn't quite understand the number 5.

Some barrels are empty, others are full.

Fang Hao several people have to carry them out one by one and distribute them to barrels.

When all the iron clawed rats entered the barrel, they transferred enough skeleton trolls to sit on the back of the bone dragon with the barrel in their hands.

When the bone Dragon flew away, Fang Haocai gave a sigh of relief.

Territory... Saved.

In fact, the iron clawed rat is not a threat. It can be seen from the introduction that the iron clawed rat can also help planting.

But if you need someone to take care of and command and let it go, the consequences will be serious.

Now let these iron clawed rats dig the mountain first, and then send the iron clawed rats to Zhang Bin, let the farmers in the village raise them, and help break the stones and loosen the soil. It's also a good note.

Well, send these little immortals away, and Fang Hao can sleep at ease.

Return to the room and look through the regional channel.

He went to sleep.

……

The next morning.

Fang Hao simply washed and went out of the room.

It is still the same morning running and push ups every day to enhance your physique.

Hey!

Why can't you drink the magic inspiration potion instead of the physical inspiration potion? Don't they all say that morality, intelligence, body and beauty should be developed in an all-round way.

Why don't you let me drink.

While running, Fang Hao nagged that he couldn't drink medicine to enhance his physical strength.

"Lord, Lord."

When he passed by the tailor's shop, he was stopped by Sawyer, the cutter.

"Ah? What's the matter, Sawyer." Fang Hao wiped his sweat and asked.

"Lord, I feel there is a big problem with the design manuscript you gave me. I want to communicate with you before making it." Sawyer said.

"Ah, OK, what's the problem?"

The two sat down and Fang Hao asked curiously.

Sawyer took out the manuscript with the design drawing and said, "Lord, I feel that the silk stockings you said are useless. With such a good material as holy snow silk, what you made is actually only to protect your feet, and the defense and warmth are very insufficient. I feel that this is an immature design."

Because it was Fang Hao's design, Sawyer was merciful.

It is only an immature design, not a failed design.

"No, Sawyer, you don't think about defense and warmth, but beauty and charm, just like the crown on the king's head. You don't think it has defense or wear it to cure migraines." Fang Hao said.

Who will use silk stockings as defense, and if necessary, consider being able to tear them open with bare hands.

But when this kind of thing is made, it definitely has a market in the Lord channel.

If you can, Fang Hao is considering entering the local aristocratic market. Those aristocrats who can always play new tricks will be easier to accept these new things.

"Sir, how can socks compare with the crown?"