After explaining my future plans, I handed over this basic foundation to Burnett with confidence.

It’s not that he is so honest and reliable, but that this man is timid. If he really wants him to do something about favoritism and fraud, or usurpation of power, he will first consider whether his brain is hard enough.

After a few months, Burnett not only did not escape at the last minute, but also worked hard to give advice without hesitation, which was already very telling.

What I want to do next is much more important than this market - the free trade zone is just a signboard to gain fame and expand influence. The arms in my hands are the vitality that I urgently need to cultivate!

As the saying goes, power comes from the barrel of a gun. What I want to do requires strong military support to be rampant in the dangerous wasteland. Even if I can fight, I don’t want to become a miserable man to put out fires from all sides. In this case, Alexander and the wheel of the Divine Power will be exhausted to death when he comes...

I must have the power of the king!

The troops I placed in the Silent Valley are the ones I have high hopes for. They have first-class training commanders, hidden camp bases, rich resources and food, sufficient weapons and equipment, and even full-time political commissars responsible for ideology. Why should they look a little after three months?

Besides, the free trade zones that I didn’t expect were able to develop well, just like this rising star. So the troops I have invested a lot of resources to train will not be worse than this one, right?

My mood is a bit like someone who spent a lot of money to buy a blind box, and I feel full of expectations of unboxing.

As soon as I walked out of the tavern, I saw a group of tanned soldiers coming from the opposite side, carrying fishing nets and buckets. The nets were filled with octopus, salmon, and large scallops that had just been caught, running here with excitement.

"Sir, you are finally back!"

Leading in the distance, the tanned round face is the Six-Wall Face appointed to the name, and he led his men to run wildly, scaring away the merchants on both sides of the road.

I looked at him in surprise: "You know the news of my return? Is this a bumper harvest going out to sea?"

Liulun smiled and said, "I went ashore to hand over the shift with the lion. I went to the tavern directly when I didn't see him, and then I heard about you coming back."

After saying that, he raised the seafood in his hand and asked diligently: "Sir, this is aquatic product we just caught. Do you want to taste it?"

I hid to the side to prevent the fishy smell from contaminating myself, and waved my hand politely: "Don't be busy or not, these things look very fresh, so keep them for eating tonight."

After saying that, I saw the iron buckets he was carrying and asked curiously: "What are the buckets? Are they also seafood caught?"

Liulunmen took the iron barrel from the hands of the team members, lifted the wooden board covered by the barrel, and said mysteriously: "This barrel is a good thing caught by the team members in diving. For example, it is a rare hairtail. It usually only appears in the deep sea and will change color when encountering enemies under the water. It can't be touched in the past!"

Oh, the deep sea changes hairtail, I have been long-lasting and long-lasting.

"Where is the other bucket?" I asked.

The subordinate of Liulunmian immediately brought another bucket and said to me with a respectful look on his face: "Sir, what I caught is the boat book!"

"Pyramid schemes? I am familiar with this thing. It is mainly divided into two factions: the north and south. The northern faction is accustomed to using coercive means to restrict personal freedom, while the southern faction is more cunning and can use money temptation and mental control, but the profit model is all developed and downlined..." As soon as I heard this name, I suddenly had a short-circuit and started talking.

"Look, this thing is cooked in water and dipped in sauce!" He took out a mollusk with shells from the bucket, like a squid that had penetrated the shells. "I don't seem to understand what you said just now? Do there are different kinds of this thing from the north and south?"

"...It's okay, I just said it casually, and I'll forget it if I don't understand."

"Sir, I'm so knowledgeable!"

Liulunmian raised his thumbs up and praised him, and took the last iron barrel.

"This is amazing. When fishing, the net will be cut out if we accidentally cut it, so we put it alone in the container."

I leaned over and took a look, patted Liulun's shoulder, and said in praise: "Very good, this bucket of Yangcheng Lake ghost is very powerful!"

"Yang...the ghost of Yangcheng Lake?"

"Don't be busy cooking, bring this bucket and let's go back to the Silent Valley to take a look!"

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In this way, in order to coordinate the force, I brought a team of Zero Lion and Six-Wings to head straight to the Silent Valley. It is said that the four-legged chickens were also transporting supplies in the Silent Valley, and I happened to be able to complete the military work there.

In addition to them, there was also a group of lively horses. Especially the emoticon pack pony that met me again, followed me with (●’?’●) expressions throughout the whole process.

Seeing the bare mountains in the distance have already highlighted their shape, I cheered the two teams behind me and said, "Everyone work harder, we are about to reach the Valley of Silence! You have my strong training plan, and you can be considered a bald trainee who has been practicing for two and a half months. Why are you still so poor in physical strength?!"

Zero Lion also turned his head: "You all fight hard! Don't embarrass our team! Aren't we usually lively?"

Sean Quinn, who was following him, quickly whispered: "Team... Captain... The distance today is too long, we haven't eaten again... Everyone really has no strength... and your legs... aren't they trembling too?"

Zero Lion's face turned dark and he replied in a low voice: "Don't be so straightforward... I don't want to be face..."

These guys must cut corners when training. They are still effective in terms of weight-bearing. They are simply messy on off-road. After walking for more than ten kilometers, they are out of breath and fall behind frequently, and they can't even keep up with the speed of the emoticon pony.

Another possibility is that when the six-round team was completely behind, the other two teams had already relaxed and did not regard the competition I had set as a threat.

But how many people in the Six-Round Face Team have much better quality than theirs!

"Do you guys have any special training?" I asked.

Liulunmian followed me with seafood of all sizes and saw me looking at him, and the silly leader smiled shyly: "We usually fish and dive on the beach, but we didn't expect to exercise our physical strength."

The waves on the beach are not just training. If you are a hero of the Divine Condor, you can understand the palm power of the three-stack waves of the Yangtze River and cultivate the deep internal strength of the first-class...

Overall, the average physical fitness of these people has not met my requirements, which is not a good phenomenon.

I walked into the territory of the Silent Valley with some worry and a tired team, climbed over the familiar mountains, and once again set foot on the camp with the anti-lightning sign.

In front of me was a dense forest and a quiet atmosphere, with almost no one talking. But when I looked closely, I found that in the woods, under the eaves, beside the pools, in the wheat fields, on the roofs, on the roofs, there were bald heads sitting cross-legged on meditation, muttering words in my mouth, as if I had accidentally entered the Silent Valley Branch of Shaolin Temple in Songshan.

What plane did you do? Did you make a mistake in the war scene?

"Bad bastard! What are you doing!"

I roared angrily, and the sound spread rapidly. The bald heads scattered in the camp suddenly opened their eyes, and seemed to wake up, constantly jumping out of the forest house, following the sound to form a dazzling landscape.

Good guy, am I stabbing the monk's nest?
Chapter completed!