I heard that there was a fight to fight, but there was no conflict in the Black Tribe settlement, and everything else could be put aside. War was the most important. The orcs were in a passionate mood and immediately dispersed, conveying the good news of preparations to everyone.

It took about two days to mobilize the entire settlement, but Zhao Mai naturally had a way to extend this time longer. The most famous Black settlement is the arena, which happened to be used to hold a massive selection, pick out the best of a thousand orc warriors, arm it with the best equipment, and become the invincible iron boots to flatten the enemy with black feet.

After making up his mind, Zhao Mai was about to throw this matter to Darryl, but he saw him shaking and seemed to be unable to stand firm. Zhao Mai hurriedly leaned over and held him quietly. The natural force turned around Darryl's body, and Zhao Mai frowned: "Who made the poison?"

"Am I poisoned? I thought I was just sick and lacking rest." The breath that came out of Daryl's mouth was hot. Zhao Mai quickly helped him back to the tower. Xiaohua, the tooth-fried rat and the optically invisible gardener Long followed in, and the reserve grain was lying at the door as always.

It is not difficult for Zhao Mai to remove toxins. After several druids' spells continued, Darryl immediately felt that his body was much more relaxed. Natural Force wrapped the toxins, and Zhao Mai threw them into a bowl. The green and black unknown substances mixed together, which gave people a sense of danger.

"You can't fight these two days, you need to have a good rest. From now on, take everything you eat and drink from me every day, and don't put anything else in your mouth." Zhao Mai pointed to the venom in the cup and said, "I don't study much about toxins and can't tell what kind of them are, but what can be clear is that this toxin will kill you. And if you die, the Black Tribe's settlement will be in chaos."

"No." Darryl had a different view: "While I was managing the time you were away, I actually rely on the supply of legion bread and the control of the boundaries by jumping dogs. These two things you left behind maintained the Black Clan settlement, which is more important than any individual's combat power. I know in my heart that as long as you come back, you can pull up a black foot settlement at any time. It's the same with me or not."

This sentence fell into the ears of the tooth-fried mouse, and he summarized it as the principle of "have food and soldiers". His dream has always been to create the strongest combat machine. Recently, he gradually realized something that the war machine left the user and only smoked, shook his body, and roared to scare people. Under the influence of Zhao Mai, especially the gardener Long, the tooth-fried mouse made some corrections to his dream, and he wanted to build an army that used the strongest combat device.

The big eyes turned, and the tooth-fried rat walked to Zhao Mai, raised his head and said, "Boss, I have a good idea. I need the alchemy explosive bomb formula from the boss in front of the white robe. Can I give it to me?"

"Let me think about it." Zhao Mai sat down and lowered his head to ponder. He had read Saruman's research notes for nearly a month and had already memorized them in his heart. He knew exactly what kind of lethality the alchemy substance had. In terms of explosion ability, this alchemy gunpowder is much smaller than the explosives on the earth, and is even weaker than many engineering materials, not to mention the power of military and strategic deterrent weapons. However, this alchemy gunpowder can instantly form the power of "destruction domain" and has targeted damage characteristics for the environment that relies on the will of the world, as well as all areas and fields, consciousness methods, and has targeted damage characteristics.

For example, the magician's protective cover, the priest's holy light protection, the ring alliance's armor, and even Zhao Mai's psychic shield. Even if you don't consider these, the purpose of the Tooth Rat's recipe is to arm the orcs in the Black Tribe's settlement, and their opponents are likely to be humans, elves, dwarves, and halflings outside.

"Frying tooth rat, let me tell you what I think." Zhao Mai thought for a while and said, "This alchemy formula was invented by Saruman, not you or me. This formula is very useful. It can be used in big machines, and the methods in it can be applied in any world. Whether it is goblins or orcs, they are transformed by elves in this world, and I am one of the leaders. Then the changes you have now are even more facilitated by me. I mean, it is very important to learn other races and other people's advantages. If you see Saruman and beat him to death immediately, then you will not be able to learn the formula. Because Saruman has no chance to create the formula, right?"

The fried rat opened his mouth wide, glanced left and right, and then nodded vigorously: "Yes! You have to wait until the wheat grows ripe first, the fish become fat, and the sheep become fat, so you can grab it!"

"Uh... the meaning is almost the same." Zhao Mai said: "Take you as an example. I can kill you with one punch now, but if I kill you now, I will not be able to see the powerful machine you will create in the future. How boring would it be?"

"I understand, boss. But if you don't hit me, don't hit me first. If you don't hit me, I'm bored, what should I do?"

"You can control the intensity of the war. The easiest way is to use whatever weapon the enemy uses. They rushed over with bamboo spears, you exploded it with alchemy gunpowder, and it ended with a bang. Then it wasn't it boring afterwards?" Zhao Mai said: "It's like children playing with children, young people playing with young people, powerful guys playing with powerful guys, so that they can keep playing, and there's always fun."

"Wow, boss, you're so smart. This idea is so good!" The fried rat clapped his hands excitedly. "We have good things, but we also have to see if others have good things. Fighting for fun is really perfect!"

"Well, the battle is for fun." Zhao Mai took out Saruman's research notes and gave them to the fangfried rat, and then said: "We have to prepare in advance, but we use whatever the enemy uses. It is always fun to be evenly matched. If you feel pressure, you have to be stronger and fight the pressure. If you don't have pressure at all, create pressure on yourself and continue to make progress. This is how Zworms are, and you should do it too."

"Yes, boss!" The rat fucked the book and ran away happily.

Darryl stood aside and couldn't get in. He felt a little in his heart, as if he had witnessed something amazing, but he couldn't say what it was. For a long time, goblins were affiliated to orcs, and were a version that was not very successful when torture and transforming elves. But just now, it seemed that the tooth-blooder was no longer a single goblin, but became the pioneer of a race. Darryl shook his head, threw out his "illusion" and focused his thoughts on the upcoming battle.

"Commander, who will we hit next? Is it a goblin beast tooth or a Taleon?"

"My idea is to control the south of Mordor in your hands and become the most powerful orc commander under Zoro." Zhao Mai said: "So, my target is Taleon."

"But Talion is north!"
Chapter completed!