Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 14 Future Investment, Orc Camp (Please read and vote)

Businessmen value profit the most.

They will sell anything as long as there is profit to be made.

The big purple ball of light said that Lu Feng was poor, but in his heart he honestly wanted to empty Lu Feng's crotch.

Only one bronze coin or more than thirty black iron coins were needed to buy one of the three treasures. Lu Feng felt that it was too cheap no matter how he thought about it.

You get what you pay for. There is no businessman in the world who is willing to give up his profits.

Unless, this traveling merchant can make up for it from somewhere else.

So, everything has a price.

Lu Feng understood this very well, so he proposed a deal more directly to the big purple light ball.

Lu Feng's greedy and all-inclusive thoughts not only did not cause dissatisfaction in the purple light ball, but instead made his eyes sparkle.

He liked bold and greedy lords like Lu Feng.

"What a greedy lord! However, it is lords like you who can bring me more benefits!"

"Of course you can have them all, but you have to prove your ability to me first! The day before yesterday, when I came out of the forest, I met a group of evil orcs who bared their teeth at me.

"I don't like those stupid, murderous guys. Go to the forest and wipe out the orc camp, and I'll give you these three things for free! Consider it an investment in your future!"

The big purple ball of light was not the Riddler, and he directly stated the reasons why he was willing to give up these three things.

He wants to invest in Landwind's future.

And he gave Lu Feng a test that wasn't really a test.

"An orc camp! Sure, but if we can't defeat them, I won't hesitate to give up this deal!"

Lu Feng thought about it for a moment, nodded and agreed, but was also prepared to give up the deal.

The three treasures provided by the purple light ball can indeed provide a lot of help to Lu Feng's development, but Lu Feng's foundation is always the lord's talent of traveling between the two worlds. As long as he is alive, relying on this talent, he has an unlimited future.

Therefore, everything must be done within one's ability. Lu Feng will not joke with his own life.

"Yes, I will stay in Blackrock Village for the next week. As long as you can wipe out the Orc camp in the forest, these three treasures will be yours!"

Lu Feng's cautious mind made the big purple light ball quite impressed.

A lord must be strong, but also calm, know how to make choices, and be cautious. A lord who is only reckless will not survive long in the lord's world.

After leaving the traveling merchant, Lu Feng walked side by side with the tax collector Ron.

"My Lord, there are only four days left this week, including today. It will be difficult to clear out the Orc camp! Orcs are notoriously evil."

Tax collector Ron has some memories of the origins of the orc race.

Orcs are a relatively well-known evil race in the Lord's World. In the ancient elven era, out of jealousy of beauty, the Abyss Lord Magos constantly disturbed the homes of the elves, the children of the World Tree, and the elves rose up in resistance.

During the struggle, many elves were unfortunately captured. Magos then tortured the captured elves, making them willing to be enslaved by him, and bred a new ugly and evil race among the fallen elves - the orcs.

In mockery of the beauty of the elves.

In the ancient elven era, most of the orcs died in the battle between the Lord of the Abyss and the elves. The small number of remaining ones who escaped also hid themselves away, waiting for the Lord of the Abyss to summon them.

Having experienced the Age of Dragons in the Middle Ages, the Magic Age in Modern Times, and the Age of Gods today, the orcs have survived tenaciously with the help of the Lord of the Abyss and have become famous minions of the Abyss.

Wherever they go, it means the arrival of the abyss invasion.

"Once the orcs establish their camp, they will constantly hunt the surrounding creatures, sacrificing their souls and flesh to the Abyss to please the Lord of the Abyss."

"Even if it is difficult, we must wipe out the Orc camp as soon as possible. The Orcs in the forest will sooner or later rush out of the forest and threaten Blackrock Village!" After listening to Ron's description, Lu Feng increased the danger level of the Orc camp a bit.

How can I allow others to sleep peacefully on the side of the couch?

This orc camp must be cleared out as soon as possible.

By the river, the fishman who hadn't seen Lu Feng for a few days became bolder and began to climb up the river bank to look around.

"Wow quack!"

After a shout, the fisherman emerged from the river and found a farmer carrying a wooden barrel and walking towards the river bank.

Solitary farmer = delicious food.

The fishmen in the river quacked excitedly. As soon as the farmer got closer, seven or eight fishmen rushed out of the river waving all kinds of weapons, trying to drag the farmer into the river and eat him.

Seeing the fishman come ashore, the farmer carrying the bucket screamed in fear, dropped the bucket, and ran back in a panic.

Slightly increased the distance between him and the fishman.

How could he let the prey escape when it was right in his grasp?

"Wow quack!"

The fishman got excited and started shouting and chasing the fleeing farmer. The fishmen in the river behind him also climbed ashore to join in the battle to catch the farmer.

In an instant, forty or fifty fishmen climbed onto the river bank and left the river water they were most familiar with.

The murloc obviously underestimated the farmer's escape speed. The boots of lightness on his feet came into play, and a light wind lingered around the farmer's body, making him always a little faster than the murloc.

Like a bait hook in the water, the farmer wearing the boots of lightness, under Lu Feng's control, firmly hooked these stupid fishmen.

"What a pity! The murloc priest didn't come this time, nor did he come ashore!"

Seeing that no more merman crawled out of the river, Lu Feng did not find the merman priest with a one-star rating among the mermen. While feeling sorry, he also sent a signal to the tax collector Ron.

"Brothers, come on!"

Tax collector Ron, along with thirteen farmers, rushed out from a pile of weeds by the river, holding dung forks, and accurately blocked the fishman's way back to the river.

On the other side, an armored corpse covered in a black robe rushed out from beside a tree and crashed into the group of fishmen chasing the farmer like a pickup truck running at full speed.

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The heavy body of the Ironclad Corpse, coupled with his considerable strength, was a dimensionality-reduction attack on this group of short fishmen who were only half a human's height.

Just like cavalry charging into an army formation, wherever it passed, the fishmen and their horses fell to the ground. With the power of a single corpse, the armored corpse directly cut a team of forty or fifty fishmen into two halves.

The sound of broken bones mixed with the screams of the murlocs sounded particularly pleasant, causing their morale to plummet.

Looking at the farmer who was far away in front, and then looking at the armored corpse who had already started to mow down the fishmen, deserters soon appeared in the fishman team.

Food and death, these stupid fishmen finally made the distinction.

But as they were escaping and on their way back to the river, the tax collector Ron and the farmers had formed a simple line of defense, firmly blocking the fishmen's escape route.

"Stab, stab, stab!"

The farmer's dung fork stabbed forward mindlessly, piercing through the scales of the murlocs one by one, sending these stupid murlocs to their deaths.

Lure, ambush, bully.

Under Lu Feng's command and the powerful charge of the armored corpses, forty or fifty fishmen who came ashore never returned to the river they were familiar with.

(End of this chapter)