"It's like moving forward in the dark rainstorm, you can see a little further with the help of the lightning flash." Zhao Mai now understood Yiluvita's description of foreseeing the future.

"You still have the mood to care about my eyes? Didn't you hear me when you were about to gather?" Zhao Mai raised his face and said to Shatili: "You can't think that I can come to save you in time every time, and you can't count on others to cover you every time! You must take responsibility for yourself and your children!"

Shatili lowered her head and said, then pulled the new friend she had just met away from the Crimson Army and joined Dogian.

Now it has been divided into two sides, Zhao Mai and the Crimson Legion, in the middle is an invisible wall made of broken bodies. Rikas stood on the wall and shouted in grief and angry: "Why do we die in our own hands? In order to stuff greedy evil desires into the filled pockets?"

All things were caused by external and internal reasons. In just a few minutes of chaos, more than seventy people closed their eyes permanently, and thirty people were injured. The combat effectiveness of the entire legion had dropped to an extremely low level. The intact people carried the injured companions and found that the remaining people were unable to transport all the legion mushrooms they had picked before.

The legion mushrooms they secretly put into their pockets were less than a third of the wasted in the desert because of insufficient transportation capacity. In addition, the corpses placed next to the legion mushrooms, watching them slowly being swallowed by the desert, their unwilling eyes disappeared under the wind and sand. It was not until this time that the legion's personnel had a quantitative understanding of what they were doing and truly lowered their heads in shame.

Ricas's prosthetic limbs were shaking, but he felt that he had no face to walk in front of Zhao Mai. When he was sorting out the body, the legion mushrooms that were turned out from his pocket, those small and narrow, obviously prohibited from picking, which made his face feel sore. No wonder the Oasis was moved away. What is the difference between his soldiers' behavior and Mingqiang in front of the Oasis owner? He tried to avoid Zhao Mai's gaze, keep himself busy, and directed the remaining legions toward the direction of Kelder Village.

"Ricas, your arm." Zhao Mai called him. "What are you hiding? Do you think you can never meet again? It takes a day and a night to get from here to Kelder Village. Are you really ready to pretend not to see me?"

"Oh..." Ricard came over: "Sorry, my Crimson Legion..."

"Okay, the current situation is that you are you, the Crimson Legion is the Crimson Legion, it is not yours." Zhao Mai pointed Rikas' shoulder with his fingers, tamped with the pain signal of the nerves, and then pulled the prosthetic sword directly down. The regeneration technique of the natural force was carried out, and even the old wounds began to grow tender buds. The bones, nerves, blood vessels and muscles slowly extended, and combined to form a new arm at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye.

"When you are repairing in Kelder Village, you have to turn the Crimson Legion into a real army. Execution is combat effectiveness, and ordering and banning is the first thing to do." Zhao Mai gave double treatment to Rikas' body and spirit: "Then, you have to let these people understand why fighting cannot be done like mercenaries. Of course, if everyone is clear about it, it is okay to make money, and you can get enough money to ensure the winning bonus and the pension after death, combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. In short, there are many things to do and there is a big stage for you to perform, so don't be discouraged."

"Thank you," Ricas said: "You know so much."

"I just do it when I talk to you, but I can't do it myself. My real execution ability, at most, commands the insect army without distractions, and the tactics are just swooping around." Zhao Mai smiled and said to Rikas earnestly: "I only know that the real army has its own temperament and persistence, and will not be affected by external objects, and will be as firm as mountains. The current Crimson Legion is not much better than the loose sand, so it will be chaotic when encountering wind and grass. The desert is cruel and cannot be tolerated. Yurik's robbery team has been temporarily disbanded, but there will definitely be another one in the future. The Witch King will not allow himself to be defeated by a group of ordinary humans. The road ahead of you is still very difficult."

"I got it, I won't make the same mistake again."

"Well, that's good." Zhao Mai then said: "Also, you can't always expect yourself and Butcher to manage the entire legion. Although you are both slave gladiators, you are also from masked alliances, so it's better to have a few pure gladiators assist you. The woman next to Shatili was very calm, didn't participate in the fight, and could sacrifice herself to protect others. You can talk to her."

Ricas looked over and happened to collide with the woman's gaze. Should it be said that the wheel of history rolled forward? Zhao Mai looked at the sky and shook his head slowly.

The will of the world is a terrible double-edged sword, and he strengthened this idea. Alda also has the will of the world, but it will only appear after people make choices and actions, which is a kind of inertia in the hearts. Atas's will of the world has interfered with the hearts of the people and acted stubbornly according to his own wishes. Zhao Mai can accept that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and the road goes one side to the sky, and can also cooperate with the will of the world under communication and coordination, but it will never allow it to manipulate events and let an axe fly to his woman, even if it also arranges the move to protect Shatili at the same time.

Zhao Mai refused to be played with. When Atas's world will change from a chessboard to a chess player, the nature changed completely. He thought about it and issued an order to the z-worm. Xirang Oasis no longer only stayed in the depths of the deserted sea of ​​sand. Zhao Mai asked them to immediately move to all water sources. New commercial roads, old commercial roads, all possible commercial stations, Xirang must arrive. The Crimson Red Legion in Tyr City has seen Xirang Oasis, and at most two days later, Kelde Village will know it, and then it will be Tyr and Yurik. This secret no longer needs to be hidden, and now the game of chess with the world will can be played explicitly.

The great alluvial sand wasteland is not without water at all. A well with wet soil can increase the proliferation rate of zworms by three to five times. The new model of transporting insects to carry gardener dragons, Xilan, industrial insects and refining chambers will greatly improve efficiency. This efficiency is several orders of magnitude higher than any life form of Atas.

Each Xilan oasis is a piece of bone, and then a neural network can be connected. Monitoring insects, jumping dogs, and prickly snakes form strong muscles to protect Xilan, legion mushrooms and various animals and plants wrapped in a layer of skin of the natural ecological environment. Zhao Mai's territory and fields will erode and replace Atas's world will. Unless it has a way to defeat Zhao Mai, this game of chess will must be Zhao Mai's victory.

Ricas looked at his brand new arms, moved his fingers slightly, feeling the long-lost flexibility. He hugged Zhao Mai hard and said sincerely: "Thank you, you are so amazing!"
Chapter completed!