My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 928: Crit strike! Crit! Art is power!

  Chapter 931 Critical strike! Crit! Art is power!

  Outside the murloc camp, the "New River" construction site.

  The smoke and dust are chaotic, and the white mist and dust are flying together.

  Ch, chi, cha, the sound of hoes and shovels touching the ground can be heard endlessly.

  Compared with the desolation a few days ago, the current place is full of passionate and busy.

  These villagers from Hope Village seem to have exhausted their strength and enthusiasm, squatting in the three-meter-wide and two-meter-deep river ditch and digging frantically. In just five days, they have opened up a distance of 1,500 There are so many meters, it is faster than the speed of digging the Grand Canal back then.

  The villagers standing on the ditch were not idle, pushing the self-made two-wheeled transport cart to send the excavated soil to the accumulation area. And this soil will be transported to the planned planting area by the only truck in the territory in the future to fill the low-lying areas of the terrain.

  Due to the long distance between the two places, the village currently only operates three round-trip shuttle buses, concentrated in the morning, noon and evening hours, and using a long hanging bucket to pull the people in charge of transportation back and forth. So at noon, after climbing out of the deep pit, most people would not choose to waste time going back to the village, but would save their energy and rest on the spot.

  Naturally, the trolleys that set up stalls at the entrance of the market before also smelled this big wave of business opportunities, and hurriedly brought their stalls to the murloc camp to form a simple market, and when it was time to eat, the green smoke billowed into one piece.

  Ignoring other elements, this place is like a newborn tribe, full of vigor.

  Standing in front of the high-rise windows in the camp, seeing the little murlocs in the tribe rushing into the market for consumption, the murloc patriarch Yu Chenghai couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

  After a long period of changes in living habits, as the murlocs left the original seawater living environment and went to land, the diet structure gradually changed from carnivorous to omnivorous while the body structure changed.

  Can eat anything, loves to eat anything.

  At first, the murloc tribe was very excited about this change.

  But as time went by, they discovered that not all of these changes were positive. The most obvious point was that the original food cost increased by more than ten times.

   In other words, the murlocs are the first race among marine life to like "food".

  When they came to this strange world a few days ago, facing the food produced by Hope Village, the murlocs could still restrain their inner impulses. Just better.

  Even if the two sides temporarily canceled the exchange of trade due to the disaster, the murloc tribe did not have any voice to discuss the food in Hope Village.

  Available now.

  Yu Chenghai has never seen or heard of a food that a murloc can eat once.

  So that every night, the camp is full of voices discussing the food of Hope Village.

  Reflect to reality.

  Those little murlocs who used to dig ditches and do hard work will enter a low state every night.

  But now, as long as they think that they can eat delicious food after working the next day, their efficiency has almost doubled during the day, which surprised even the patriarch.

  As for the old fish people who are in charge of scientific research, they used to be lifeless every day because of the lack of water source environment, but after eating the food in the market recently, they also rejuvenated for a second time. The first research task.

  Of course, just looking at the changes in the murlocs in the camp, the appearance of delicious food is undoubtedly a good thing.

  But as the patriarch.

  Yu Chenghai sighed again.

  In just a few days, nearly one-tenth of the material reserves in the camp were rushed out by the murlocs, and 90% were spent on the usual food stalls.

  He wanted to talk to Chen Shen, the village chief of Hope Village, to see if he could rent out some murlocs as labor and earn some money to make up for the camp expenses.

  But every time I think of Chen Shen sending people to help build the waterway, not only does it cost no money, but even subsidizes a lot of materials for the murloc camp to complete the follow-up supporting construction.

  This face made him ashamed, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

  "Is it that fragrant?"

  Hearing Yu Chenghai's muttering, the high priest Yu Haichao who was sitting next to him opened his eyelids, and a thick blue glow flashed in his dull eyes, far stronger than before.

  "Why don't you try it?"

  "Don't go, if I also become addicted, then this camp will be finished. After spending all the money, drink the northwest wind."

  Yu Chenghai swallowed his saliva, and forcibly suppressed the thoughts that had just been instigated.

  To be honest, the smell that enters the camp every day is very strange.

  That smell should not be the taste of human food at all, but more like treasure fish with a strong fishy smell that haunts shallow seas.

  "Hehe, don't worry, the village chief Chen Shen is coming soon."

  Yu Chenghai, who was about to swallow another saliva, froze for a moment.

  "The village head Chen is here?"

  Boom boom.

   There was a knock on the door from behind.

  The guard murloc said in a low voice: "The patriarch, the high priest, the village chief Chen Shen is here."

  "Honorable Chief Chen Shen, please come in."

  Yu Chenghai's smooth fish face just flashed a gleam of joy when the high priest next to him raised his left hand.

   With a light wave from him, the door opened naturally, revealing Chen Shen standing in front of the door.

  A wrapped red carpet was also rolled out from the window to the front of the door.

  Walking on the stall, Chen Shen looked left and right curiously, and finally focused on Yu Haichao's left index finger with a trace of blue glow brewing:

  "I haven't seen you for a few days, the power of the high priest has recovered pretty well, this method is getting more and more amazing."

  "A trick, just a trivial trick."

  The high priest stood up with a smile on his rich face, looking like a kind elder.

  "Thanks to the cultivation of the lord, I can reach another stage."

   "Thank you, my lord."

  Placing his right hand on his heart, the high priest became more pious.

  On the other hand, Yu Chenghai next to him was not so coy, and hurried forward to hold Chen Shen's hand.

  "Village Chief Chen, you finally came here today. If it's a few days later, I'm afraid the latter will have the guts to take the initiative to find you."

   "You are polite, I don't know why you invited me here." Chen Shen asked straightforwardly with the same smile.

  After dealing with these murlocs a lot, he has gradually gotten the hang of it.

  The twists and turns of human beings are not applicable, on the contrary, it is more convenient and comfortable to go straight.

   "It's like this. Our murloc tribe has encountered a little trouble recently. Don't worry, Village Chief Chen. I don't mean that there are conflicts between our two tribes. I can assure you that I will strictly restrain those little fishmen, so that they will always respect the villagers of Hope Village like royalty, and will never go beyond the rules set by the lord."

  "It's hard to explain this trouble, you know, recently the village has sent so many people to help our murloc tribe build river ditches, this is already a kindness we have never thought of, if I would"

  As he talked, Yu Chenghai's originally pale fish face became more and more red.

  Obviously, he didn't learn the euphemism of humans, and forgot the straightforwardness of murlocs.

  He hesitated, and even Chen Shen was a little puzzled: "Clan Chief Yu, you can just say it straight, they are all soldiers under the Lord Lord, there is no need for us to be so divided between the two tribes, right?"

   "There is no division, it should not be division." Yu Chenghai nodded firmly, and quickly explained.

  But this time, before he could continue speaking, the high priest next to him who had finished praying coughed softly.

  "Cunchang Chief Chen, the market has been open for the past two days, and the patriarch always wants to take me to have a taste. How about we talk while eating?"

  "Try it?"

  Chen Shen laughed: "Of course, let's go, I will treat you today!"

  In an instant, he had already realized what Yu Chenghai wanted to say.

   It's not difficult to guess, after all, the "foreign exchange reserves" earned from the murloc tribe every day are not covered, and every transaction must be signed by him before it can be put into the warehouse.

  But in just a few days, the murloc tribe can't hold on anymore?

  Looking at the green smoke outside the window, Chen Shen sniffed, and suddenly understood the lethality of this small market.

  It seems that in the future, I will have to use my identity as the village head to talk to these chef apprentices more. If the business can be developed to other places outside the territory, the foreign exchange reserves

  The three of them walked out of the gate of the Murloc Tribe one after the other. It was time for dinner, and the small market was full of people.

  Among the crowd in line, there were quite a few little murlocs with wrinkled skin.

  Facing these alien groups, the villagers did not discriminate against them. Instead, they happily leaned down and chatted.

  Some old murlocs also received enough respect and were allowed to go to the front row to eat first.

  This kind of harmony is not like the fusion of two strange races.

  Even the three who walked out had seen it more than once, and they were still a little amazed at this time.

  "Eat some noodles, cakes, or soup?"

   "Eat noodles!" Yu Chenghai responded immediately, then realized his urgency, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

   "Okay then, let's eat noodles."

  The people lining up in front of Ma Haoge's noodle stall were so crowded that they couldn't see the end at a glance.

  Seeing the village head and the head of the murloc tribe, the high priest walked over together, and the villagers and murlocs who lined up in front of the noodle stall voluntarily gave up their seats.

  It's not that they are intimidated by power, but that there is an unwritten rule in the village that whoever makes the most contribution is entitled to enjoy the privilege.

  The village is developing so well now that everyone has hope. It is necessary to give up a position to the village chief. His time is precious.

  "Hao Ge, three bowls of beef noodles, you made it yourself."

  Considering the increasing number of people, Ma Haoge also hired three apprentices from the chef apprenticeship route to help, and offered the territory's first floating salary.

  That is, the more you sell, the higher your salary will be on that day.

  However, compared to Ma Haoge, a master ramen master, the noodles pulled by the three apprentices are quite a bit worse, and the price is also lower than the normal ramen.

  "Okay, village chief, please wait a moment."

  Sweeping at the two murlocs beside Chen Shen, Ma Haoge's eyes flashed with excitement.

  In the past two days, he has been collecting information about chef apprentices on the World Channel, and got a lot of useful information.

  Different from traditional route upgrades, you only need to repeat a task frequently to get experience points.

  In addition to experience points and hidden tasks, there is another hidden special progress for the upgrade of the chef apprentice.

  Word of mouth value!

  Of course, the real name may not be called this, but the conveyed meaning is the same.

  As long as more people can taste the food and praise it in their hearts, the game will give a certain word-of-mouth value.

  If the word-of-mouth value reaches the standard, you can directly skip the experience point upgrade.

  And the higher the level of the tasting player, or the more distinguished the status, the word-of-mouth value will also increase to a certain extent.

  "The patriarch and high priest of the murloc clan must be taken down!"

  With this idea in mind, Ma Haoge devoted himself to the ramen business.

   Not long after, three bowls of ramen came out.

  Seeing the murloc patriarch disregarding the heat, he poured the noodles into his mouth like crazy and chewed them.

  Looking at the murloc high priest again, with a happy and pious expression on his face, he seemed to be performing some noble etiquette.

  Ma Haoge smiled with satisfaction.

  Chen Shen also laughed, laughing wantonly.

  Although some innate abilities are not written on the game board, they are engraved in the bones of every human being.

  Just give them the right platform, and a miracle can be created.

  The route fully released this talent.

   Let everyone see their own abilities more concretely, and understand their future direction more clearly.

  Wait until Yu Chenghai was satisfied and ate three bowls, Chen Shen reminded with a smile:

   "Chief Yu, there are many food stalls behind, don't you want to try it?"

   "No more, no more, this noodle shop tastes like my mother's." Yu Chenghai shook his head and praised, his eyes full of reminiscence: "This fragrance, and the treasure she made secretly Fish is simply the same taste."

  "Treasure fish?"

  Ma Haoge listened carefully, feeling secretly happy.

  A bowl of ordinary ramen, of course he didn't put any secret sauce, after all, the cost is here.

  As for the taste that Yu Chenghai tasted, according to the tests in the past few days, it is most likely due to those special abilities, which increased the flavor of food by 25%.

  It is not simply to increase the original aroma of the food, but to attach the best food that the taster has ever eaten, and add a quarter of that taste to it.

   Sounds weird, but works great.

  Almost everyone who comes to visit is full of praise for the ramen.

  "Okay, high priest, do you want it"

  Chen Shen looked at Yu Haichao who was waiting quietly after eating a bowl of noodles.

  But before he finished speaking, he saw the latter stretching out his finger, pointing in the direction of the construction site.

  "What?"

  "Mr. Chen, where should we go?"

   "Where?" Chen Shen turned his head~IndoMTL.com~ Sure enough, he found the direction of the high priest's finger, and there seemed to be a commotion.

  Many people who had finished eating had already gathered there, and they didn't know whether they were watching the excitement or participating in the riot.

  "Alright, let's go and have a look."

  The three got up and walked straight through the crowd to the crowd gathering place.

   Along the way, villagers kept giving way, and they were quickly pushed to the front where the riot broke out.

  However, it was at this point that a faint voice came from the crowd.

   "Strong!"

   "Strong!"

  “Art is strength!”

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  "A farm tool that can strike critically, yes, it is the critical strike you imagined!"

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  (end of this chapter)