This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 649-648. Storm
"What are you two doing?"

The little pig crossed its arms and stared coldly at the two of them with its scarlet eyes.

Ming and Norris knelt on the ground, staring at the floor, not daring to speak.

"I told you to practice and get used to the battlefield atmosphere, but you went straight into the enemy lines. Did you want to die even faster?"

"Especially you, Ming!"

Louisa pressed her fingertips hard against Ming's forehead, which had been restored to its original state by the Water of Life.

It felt like she was pointing a finger at a large iron gate. Louisa calmly withdrew her finger and continued to lecture her.

"Disobeying orders and acting on your own, do you think the battlefield is your personal stage? Do you know that this time you not only caused Norris to suffer along with you, but also disrupted the boss's delaying plan? Are you just a troublemaker for the boss?"

You're causing trouble for the boss!

These words made Ming tremble visibly, and large tears fell one by one.

Seeing Ming's appearance and considering his age, Norris couldn't help but want to say a few words in his defense.

However, he had barely looked up when Louisa glared at him, cutting his words back down his throat:
"And you! Why didn't you stop him immediately? And why didn't you contact me the moment he stopped following instructions? Did you only think of calling for help when you were actually in danger? Are you a child yourself?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

[Hehehehe]
Beside them, the blouse, now two layers thinner, gloated as he savored the emotions of the two.

……

The fact that Ming didn't follow Norris's orders is a minor issue.

We'll give him a small punishment later to teach him a lesson.

If even Xiao Hei Lin Jun can use it, let alone Ming, who has normal intelligence and has been raised from childhood.

However, he did indeed disrupt Lin Jun's delaying plan this time.

With their commander dead and the right wing collapsing, the Imperial Army began to retreat.

It's highly likely that the two dukes will no longer treat the North with the same disregard as before.

However, it shouldn't directly attract the Empire's attention. After all, it was just two "experts" from the North who ambushed and killed a Hall of Fame general. The situation is still under control.

Lin Jun was quite satisfied with the performance of the flying Puji group this time.

In the past, although Puji could fly, it was difficult and slow to fly due to its size.

We are grateful to that red dragon whose name we've forgotten, for bringing the precious skill [Flight Mastery] to Puji.

From now on, the sky will belong to Puji too!
Meanwhile, the Abyss Laboratory has already begun operations.

It's called an operation, but in reality, it's just Lin Jun going into the abyss every day to scoop up and grab at things, hoping to find something.

According to the records in the Book of Miracles, several abyssal spells that are quite useful have indeed been discovered. Once you are familiar with them, you can try to use them.

Finally, there's the question of the Mushroom Castle faith.

Although the war was almost entirely under Lin Jun's control, there were still casualties among the soldiers of Junbao.

Eighteen soldiers died in total.

Since they all died on the fungal carpet, Lin Jun naturally tried to stuff them into the fungal bed.

In the end, only three soldiers successfully transformed into Puji. The souls of the other fifteen, although somewhat sticky, were not enough to support their ascension.

That won't do.

If the mushroom fortress is its home base, such a low conversion rate is unacceptable.

Ultimately, although they enjoyed life in the mushroom castle, they lacked a clear faith.

Lin Jun needs to find a way to promote and guide this issue more.

Fortunately, unlike other regions where faith could only be spread secretly, Fungus Fortress, as her base, allowed Lin Jun to promote it however she wanted. Even the three soldiers who had successfully reincarnated could be openly used as examples.

Even the object of their faith doesn't have to be the somewhat ethereal "Master of Fungi," but rather the real Marshal Puji.

In short, it's time to erect a handsome statue for Marshal Puji.

Combined with faith-based propaganda, and with a catchy name, let's call it... Mushroom Garden Truth!
As for the specifics, let Xinghuo handle the research on this clerical work!
……

When Eugene received the news from the routed army, his first reaction was disbelief.

Say it again.

The man, a close associate of Leonard, was still wrapped in blood-stained bandages, his left sleeve hanging limply at his side, and his face was covered in mud and ash. Without the Water of Life, an ordinary person could not recover as quickly as Ming.

"The general... he died in battle!" he said again, his voice heavy with grief.

“How dare those tribesmen? Didn’t they just press in again before? How did they turn around and get defeated?” Shocked, angry, and confused, Eugene also felt a pang of heartache at the sudden loss of a capable subordinate.

The general's confidant spoke tremblingly, recounting the details of that battle.

"Your Grace, you must avenge the general!"

After listening, Eugene's expression returned to normal.

He grunted in agreement, waved his hand, and had someone take Leonard's confidant away.

Eugene leaned back in his chair, beginning to reflect that he might have underestimated this fungal fortress.

The two tribesmen who killed Leonard were not the most important. As my subordinates just explained, one of them was maimed by the explosion, and the other was trapped. They were both severely injured.

Ultimately, it's just a clash of titans at the highest level. The empire has no shortage of people like that, and neither does he have a shortage of subordinates.

The key is those flying puffies!

He has recently collected a lot of information about the new profession of Puji Master.

It's similar to using contracts to control monsters in battle, only with more convenient supplementation.

However, it also has its own shortcomings.

For example, each person has a limit on the number they can control, averaging around twenty.

For example, a monster controlled by a contract will continue to carry out an order even if they are separated after it has been given one.

But not the Puji Masters; their control over Puji is limited to within a kilometer.

But the swarms of flying creatures, in terms of both number and distance, clearly do not fit this description.

What does this represent?
Could it be that the development of the Northern Puji Masters is even more advanced than that of the United Kingdom, where this profession first appeared?
Fortunately, this was just a setback. Although Leonard was killed, the losses to the army were still within an acceptable range.

He didn't want to end up like Sigismund, getting brutally beaten up, so he was currently recruiting soldiers and rebuilding his strength.

After thinking it over, he contacted Duke Dean of the Demon race again to discuss the next joint operation.

This time, he was going all out, even willing to pay a price to seek help from other lords not in the north.

After all, he didn't want to be constantly threatened by the rising tribes from the north.

To his surprise, Dean, whose territory only had a small portion of its borders in the north, gave an affirmative response immediately after receiving the news, seemingly even more enthusiastic than he was.

What he didn't know was that Ming, whom he didn't care about, was the reason Dean was so proactive.

Dean wanted to figure out whether Ming's performance, which surpassed physical resistance, was due to his innate talent or whether the demon descendants of the North had developed a more powerful way of using magic runes.

The former is one thing; geniuses are rare, but not uncommon. Try recruiting them with threats and inducements, and if that fails, nip the threat in the bud as soon as possible.

But if it's the latter, it means there's an opportunity to elevate the overall strength of the demon race once again. As the leader of the imperial demon race, how could he possibly let go of such a possibility!
……

A storm was brewing in the north of the empire, while on the other side, in Fungus Castle, the Fungus People saw the first three Mushroom Transformers.

(End of this chapter)