"Tomorrow we will arrange for people to build several small camps behind the hunting area for the soldiers to rest."
Allen looked at the torches in the distance and ordered.
"Yes, my lord." Fasqi responded.
"Ha~"
Allen let out a long yawn and said, "Let them kill you. Call me half an hour before dawn."
Now the legions are almost all activated new humans, but Allen is still a human being, so he naturally needs to ensure adequate sleep.
In fact, Allen also envies them, as they can improve their strength just by fighting.
It's a pity that Allen can't commit suicide and reanimate himself, otherwise he might be like Lesa and be unable to withstand the temptation of strength.
"In addition, let Malphite and Maokai stand by in the rear to provide quick support if a giant sea goblin appears."
As Allen walked, he ordered: "If the ocean giant appears, everyone should withdraw immediately and wake me up."
Fasqi nodded and responded: "Understood, my lord."
"Um, ha... I'm going to bed."
Allen yawned again and went back to the main building to sleep.
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Half the night passed quickly.
Allen was woken up before dawn, and he disposed of piles of Haitian goblin corpses in a daze, harvesting more than 120,000 life essences.
It is worth mentioning that the ocean giant did not appear.
Not only that, the giant sea goblins did not appear, and there were only a dozen large sea goblins.
As dawn approaches, the number of sea goblins is also declining, otherwise Allen can get more life essence.
This made Alan couldn't help but wonder, could it be because he had changed the location with the island, and there were no ocean giants nearby?
After all, there are no intelligent creatures on Greystone Island, so it does not attract the attention of monsters.
However, based on the number of Haitian goblins that had besieged the city before, Allen felt that the range of activity of these monsters should not be that small.
Unless the giant sea goblins are "elite" who follow orders, they will not come out easily, while ordinary sea goblins are cannon fodder that can be seen everywhere on the seabed.
In this case, only by attracting the attention of leader-level monsters like the Ocean Giant will the elite appear. Now the soldiers are killing "little monsters" who have not been recruited.
But Allen thinks this is good. They are just "materials" anyway, and safe and harmless ones are best.
After all the corpses were disposed of, it was already dawn, and Allen didn't go to sleep anymore.
At dawn, it is the time when his people pray, and it is the time when Allen absorbs the power of faith.
He was about to be sucked clean by Lulu last night and needed to hurry up and recover.
Allen's people pray twice a day, once at dawn and again in the evening when the darkness falls.
In the evening, I prayed that Allen could completely eliminate the black fog. At dawn, I thanked Allen for leading everyone to the light again.
Of course, Fasqi arranged all this.
But it has to be said that because they are all activated, the soldiers of the Isle of Dawn are particularly pious when praying.
And under their leadership, the women and children on the island also began to believe in Allen - even if a lie was told a hundred times, it would be regarded as the truth, not to mention that Allen really led them to repel the black mist.
Therefore, Allen does not lack the power of faith at all, but what he lacks even more is level.
Those who believe in false gods have no restrictions, but there are no real gifts from gods to increase their level. Therefore, they can only rely on the power of faith to wash away the body and slowly improve.
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In less than an hour, Allen absorbed enough power of faith to replenish all the missing divine power.
Such speed is unimaginable by other spell casters.
Every time you absorb the power of faith, there will be a certain improvement, and this time is no exception.
After replenishing his magical power, Allen, as an ordinary person, still has to eat breakfast, otherwise his stomach will growl in protest.
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"Why is there only barbecue? Where's the bread?"
At the dining table, Allen looked at the food on the plate and couldn't help frowning.
Although the bread here is hard and rough, and the flour is sometimes not sifted cleanly, it is still a staple food.
Humans here are not obsessed with staple food, but not Alan - he will feel uncomfortable without eating carbohydrates for a long time.
And in the absence of rice, this rough hard bread still comforted Allen's stomach.
Seeing Allen's displeasure, the maid immediately knelt on the ground with fear on her face.
"I'm very sorry, my lord, we have no wheat to grind flour, so there is no more bread..."
There is cultivated land on Allen's island, but the area is not large. People here mainly rely on fishing for a living, followed by hunting, and the stock is not much.
And the new wheat has not yet matured.
"Okay, this is not your fault, get up."
Allen waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Go get the pancakes."
It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no one can make bread without flour.
Pancakes are made from coarser flour, which can also be considered carbohydrates.
"Yes, my lord."
The maid responded respectfully, and then ran all the way to bring the pancakes back.
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"It seems we need to get people to open up more farmland as soon as possible."
Allen was thinking about it in his mind while eating pancakes.
He now realizes a very important problem - his quality of life has not improved.
Not only the food, but also the food, clothing and housing conditions here are not very good.
Although Allen now has his own chef, there are only a few things he can eat, and the taste is not much different from what he had at Gray Pigeon Camp.
The clothes are also made of coarse linen, and the few fine linen clothes are old and collected from Wright.
Allen didn't need to care about these things before, but now he should have all the life he should have as an island owner.
In addition, when the Haitian goblins besieged the city, all the craftsmen and blacksmiths in other camps on the island also died.
Now there are only four blacksmiths on the entire island, and two of them are from the original Blood Shadow Pirates.
There are no masons, weavers, winemakers, or even farmers. Allen's men are all soldiers.
Allen is currently short of supplies, population, and armaments.
Allen thought for a while, put down the pancake, and told the maid: "Go and call Kelly and Mark."
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Three days later, on the calm sea, the Blood Shadow was sailing forward at full speed.
On the bow of the ship, Mark held a telescope and observed the approaching island.
“Noord Island is such a great place,”
Mark put down the telescope and sighed: "It's a pity that it is a little small, otherwise the title of the Nord family would not be just a baron."
In the world of Aosen, the size of the title depends on the strength of the family, and the strength comes from the island.
Kelly, who was standing next to him at this time, nodded and said: "The entire Nord Island is as regular as a castle, and the island is surrounded by cliffs.
As long as the port out to sea is guarded, it will be difficult for others to land on the island, and there will definitely be a price to pay to capture the island."
"That's not necessarily the case, Baron Kelly."
An evil smile appeared on Mark's face, "Do you think that if I kill that Renault and then transport his body to my Lord for resurrection, will this island also be captured?"
As a level 13 shadow assassin, it is not difficult for Mark to sneak into Nordburg.
As long as Renault becomes one of his own, the entire island can belong to Allen.
This is Mark's idea.
"That's not necessarily true. Don't forget that there is more than one heir to the Nord family."
Kelly shook her head slightly and said seriously: "Unless you can kill all the direct members of the Nord family at once, they should soon choose another island owner, and your Renault may not be able to use it by then.
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The Nord family is rich, has more people than the Harvey family, and their relationships are more complicated.
"It's not impossible."
Mark's eyes became a little cold.
Kelly glanced at Mark and said: "If you are sure, you can try it. In short, my master means that we will formulate the plan. He only wants supplies and people."
Kelly doesn't mind whether the Nord family members live or die, she cares more about how to better complete the tasks assigned to her by Allen.
Mark nodded and said: "Okay, don't worry, no matter what the plan is, we must first explore the strength of the Nord family."
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