Chapter 182, Iron Claw Little Guy
Night fell, and the wind was blowing.
The luminous stones in the territory began to emit a soft light, reflecting a faint halo of light in the territory.
After Fang Hao finished dinner, he walked out of the lord's mansion again.
After moving his body, he came directly to a building.
【Iron Claw Rat Nest】
【Type: Special Building】
[Available to recruit: Iron Claw Rat]
【Iron Claw Rat: Mist Crystal 1】
(Description: Iron-clawed rats can be recruited in this building, and their sharp front claws can break through soil and rocks.)
This building was purchased by Fang Hao at the Shangmeng store. Since he bought it, he has never recruited it.
This time there is a great possibility that the cemetery is in the mountains, and it is time for these little guys to contribute.
When I killed the giant grouper toad in the water pool last time, I got 5 haze crystals, which also met the recruitment requirements.
Quantity selection 5.
recruit.
[Triggered by a hundredfold increase, recruit Iron Claw Rat 505. 】
505 fluffy iron-clawed rats appeared out of nowhere, circled around the center of Fang Hao, and circled in circles, staring at him with wide eyes.
The iron-clawed rat has brown hair, and its body size is somewhat close to that of an adult pangolin.
It has a pointed mouth, well-developed forelimbs, and two sharp claws.
【Iron Claw Rat】
[Faction: Fairy]
[Racial characteristics: living creature, keen sense of smell, digging soil. 】
【Sensitive sense of smell】: In the ground, you can use the sense of smell to identify the direction, or the food buried in the soil.
【Digging】: It can easily break through rocks and soil.
(Description: Flower fairies found a way to grow plants, they trained iron claw rats,
Let them break through hard ground for better plant growth. )
Swish! !
Just as Fang Hao was checking the properties of the Iron Claw Rat, there was a rustling sound not far away.
Under the soft light, an iron-clawed rat, whose sharp front paws had broken through the newly laid slate, was digging down hard.
A large piece of soil has been piled up behind the Iron Claw Rat into a small mountain of soil.
And this kind of action, like an infection, one after another, the iron-clawed rats began to act.
The claws reached the stone slab below and began to dig down.
"Stop, don't dig the ground." Fang Hao exclaimed.
All the Iron Claw Rats stopped in an instant, stretched their necks, and continued to stare at Fang Hao with wide eyes.
One by one, it looks like there are people fighting at the entrance of the village and watching the lively people.
At this time, Fang Hao was also stunned.
It's over, these little guys won't demolish their own territory overnight.
"Master, what is this? It's so cute." Yi'er came over from not far away, holding up an iron-clawed mouse and rubbing it on her face.
Fang Hao just wanted to remind her that the claws were dangerous, but found that the claws broke the ground easily, but it would not hurt anyone.
The Iron Claw Rat was also docile, allowing Yier to rub for a while.
Swish!
"Stop!" Fang Hao shouted again in the direction of the voice.
Abandoning the ground iron claw rat, he continued to look at him with wide eyes again.
Swish!
"Don't dig." Fang Hao turned in another direction.
"Yi'er, go and call the blood hunter." Fang Hao said to Yi'er, staring at the iron-clawed mice around him.
"Oh." Yi'er replied, put down the iron-clawed rat in her arms, and rushed towards the residence of Blood Hunt.
Not long after, the blood hunter arrived and found Fang Hao and a group of iron-clawed rats staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"Sir, are you here?" Blood Hunter asked curiously.
In this big night, the lord does not sleep, why is he looking at this group of small creatures?
"Blood Hunting, you may have to work a little harder tonight..." Fang Hao recounted the recruitment of Iron Claw Rat.
He continued: "These little guys are too energetic. I'm afraid they can hollow out their territory this night. You can take them to our mountain just now to dig that mountain to see if there are any tombs in it."
Although Fang Hao built separate residences for both Fireblade and Bloodhunter.
But the undead do not need to rest, and they will often lead soldiers out for hunting and patrolling.
"Okay sir, rest assured, I'll take them with me." Xuehun agreed.
"kindness."
Fang Hao continued to ask the maids to bring in wooden barrels one by one.
Then he said to these little guys: "Okay, five into a wooden barrel and act."
The Ironpaws understood the order, but didn't quite understand the number 5.
Some barrels are empty, while others are full.
Fang Hao and the others had to take them out one by one and distribute them into buckets.
After all the iron claw rats have entered the barrel, enough skeleton trolls have been transferred to sit on the back of the bone dragon, holding the barrel in their hands.
When the bone dragon flew away, Fang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
Territory..., keep it.
In fact, the iron-clawed rat is not a threat. It can be seen from the introduction that the iron-clawed rat can also help with planting.
But it needs someone to supervise and direct it. If you leave it alone, the consequences will be serious.
It is also a good idea to let these iron-clawed rats go to dig mountains first, and then send them to Zhang Bin, so that farmers in the village can raise them, and they can also help break rocks and loosen the soil.
Well, after sending these little gods away, Fang Hao can sleep in peace.
Returning to the room, he flipped through the two regional channels.
Then fell asleep.
...
The next morning.
Fang Hao walked out of the room after a simple wash.
It is still the same morning run, push-ups, and strengthening of my physique every day.
Why!
Why can't you drink the stamina-inspired potion after drinking the magic-inspired potion? Isn't it all said that moral, intellectual, physical, and beauty must be developed in an all-round way?
Why not drink it.
Fang Hao was running and nag at the same time. He was deeply resentful that he couldn't drink the potion to enhance his physical strength.
"Lord Lord, Lord Lord."
When passing the tailor's shop, he was stopped by the tailor Sawyer.
"Ah? What's wrong with Sawyer?" Fang Hao asked while wiping his sweat.
"Lord Lord, I feel that there is a big problem with the design draft you gave me. I want to communicate with you before making it." Sawyer said.
"Ah, okay, where is the problem?"
The two sat down and Fang Hao asked curiously.
Sawyer took out the manuscript with the design drawing and said, "Lord, the stockings you mentioned, I feel useless, using such a good material as holy snow silk, they are only made to protect the feet, and The defense and warmth are very lacking, and I feel like this is an immature design."
Since Fang Hao came up with the design plan, Sawyer was merciful.
It's just an immature design, not a failed design.
"No, Sawyer, you don't think about defense and warmth, but beauty, highlighting charm, like the crown on a king's head, do you think it has defense or wear a migraine cure , neither." Fang Hao said.
Who would use silk stockings as a defense, and when necessary, consider being able to tear them apart with bare hands.
But this kind of thing is produced, and it definitely has a market in the Lord channel.
If possible, Fang Hao would even consider entering the local aristocratic market. Those nobles who can always play new tricks will be more likely to accept these new things.
"My lord, how can socks be compared to crowns?"
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