Chapter 137 Must Kill


Chapter 137 Must-Kill

"Brother Jiang..." Tian Daheng said with a smile on his face.

Jiang Lin patted the monster's hard outer shell and said, "Do you want silver or weapons for this thing? If you want silver, you have to get it on credit first. I don't have that much cash with me."

Tian Daheng shook his head quickly: "I don't want money, I want weapons!"

"Then what grade of weapons do you want, and how many?" Jiang Lin asked again.

Tian Daheng had previously estimated that based on the value of a monster beast, it would be worth at least ten or twenty lower-grade eighth-grade weapons.

But now that we know that Jiang Lin can build a higher-grade one, why go to the eighth-grade?

It's just that this monster is a joint effort of everyone, so you can't just give yourself a second-level one and leave others alone.

Hesitating, Jiang Lin said: "Let's convert it according to the silver on the market. You can go back and discuss how to exchange it for weapons and then talk to me."

After saying that, Jiang Lin checked the second monster again.

Tian Daheng also means the same thing. We will discuss it after we go back.

Knowing that Jiang Lin might not know much about monsters, Tian Daheng introduced: "This is a sharp wolf. Its back spine is extremely hard, comparable to a seventh-grade weapon. It is extremely fast, cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, and has broken seven or eight Talent takes it down.”

"That's right!" Tian Daheng dragged out another cage from the side corner. In the cage was a young sharp wolf.

It looks like it was just born, the thorns on its back have not grown out, there are only small bulges.

"There is a certain probability that the front wolf can be tamed. I wonder if Brother Jiang wants this little thing?" Tian Daheng asked.

"Will it bite its owner when it grows up?" Jiang Lin asked.

"After all, it is a monster. No matter how domesticated it is, it will still be a monster. Occasionally, it will still..."

"Then kill him." Jiang Lin interrupted him and refused to look at the little front wolf.

Jiang Lin had no interest in the cruel and bloodthirsty sharp wolf, which could still bite people after being domesticated.

The principle that a gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall has been known since ancient times.

Tian Daheng didn't say much, drew out his sword, and stabbed Xiao Fenglang.

Amidst the ear-piercing howling, the little wolf was stabbed to death.

Jiang Lin opened the fangs of the demon beast Fenlang and looked at it, and then checked the back stabs. Finally he stood up and said: "I will accept these two monsters, but as long as the fangs, back stabs, and carapace, You can sell the rest. As for the price, you can discuss it with me later.”

"Is this all you need?" Tian Daheng was a little disappointed, but he couldn't change many weapons.

But he knew that Jiang Lin was just a blacksmith, and most of the entire monster beast was useless, and it was indeed useless to buy it.

Disappointed, he still said to the person next to him: "Brother, please go call the others over."

Only then did Jiang Lin know that everyone else was resting in the next village, not far from here.

The reason why they didn't all come was because they were afraid that Jiang Lin would think they were noisy.

Soon after, a group of people from all walks of life came over.

They formed a circle and discussed for a long time, with many quarrels, but in the end a consensus was reached.

Two monster beasts, fangs, back spines, and carapace, they wanted to exchange for nineteen low-grade seventh-grade weapons.

Because there are only nineteen people left alive in the team.

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about the dead ones?"

"Of course there is nothing left for those who die," Tian Daheng said. "That won't work." Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "Although I didn't set up the team, since you are coming to me to exchange things, you must have some rules. The dead and injured should all receive compensation, regardless of money or other things. If you can't even do this If you don’t care about the favor, you won’t have to come here in the future.”

Tian Daheng and others were stunned. Martial arts became common in Daqian. Civil fights and competitions resulted in countless deaths, and there were a lot of deaths every day.

People at the bottom have long been accustomed to ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and there has never been any talk of paying for the dead.

Jiang Lin's request was beyond their expectations.

"If you die and lose everything, who is willing to do your best?" Jiang Lin frowned and said, "You can't understand such a simple truth?"

Tian Daheng sneered, not because he couldn't understand, but just out of habit.

Another reason is that the military power of Daqian is supreme, and the people's sufferings are heard by heaven.

People at the bottom are not living well themselves, so how can they care about others.

If you can send his body and belongings home, it will be considered as the most benevolent and righteous thing.

Jiang Lin listened silently. No matter in his previous life or now in the blacksmith camp, he didn't really understand what the outside world was like.

But judging from the two trips home and the descriptions of Tian Daheng and others, although Daqian's territory has expanded countless times, people's livelihood has not kept up.

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The so-called national strength refers only to the combat effectiveness of the military.

To be more precise, it was precisely because they did not pay too much attention to the people at the bottom and put most of their resources and energy on the military that they were able to win every war.

From a war perspective, there is nothing wrong with this.

Without a strong army, there is no country.

But for ordinary people, life like this is too hard.

Exhaling gently, Jiang Lin said: "I don't care what others do, but if you want to change things from here, it must be like this. Whether you call me fake compassion or call me random rules, this is my bottom line."


Jiang Lin didn't want to be a saint. The life and death of others were just like that little wolf. It didn't matter.

But he had an idea to use his hometown village as the center to attract more people from all walks of life to passively protect his family from being harmed.

To achieve this, we must first ensure that these people in the world are loyal and moral.

If we don't even mention this, wouldn't it be nonsense to expect them to help protect their families when danger comes?

Seeing his persistence, Tian Daheng had no choice but to say: "In that case, let's do as Brother Jiang said. When the monster is sold, we will give away the deceased's share."

"Don't try to deceive me." Jiang Lin looked at everyone and said loudly: "You can all supervise each other. If anyone cheats on this matter, you can come and tell me and I will reward you with a second-grade weapon."
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Everyone was delighted when they heard this. A second-grade weapon?

If he deliberately refused to deliver it and then came to complain, wouldn't he get a good weapon in vain?

Jiang Lin took out his bow and arrow and drew it for a full moon.

Letting go of his hand, he used the eight-stone strong bow to mount a second-grade arrow, and like a meteor from the sky, it hit the big tree twenty steps away.

The thick tree trunk was directly penetrated, and there was a lot of gray aura entangled and corroded on the surface.

Soon with a loud roar, the big tree fell, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky and the sun!

Everyone was horrified to see it. This power was too strong, and one arrow could knock down the thick tree surrounding it.

If it hits someone, what's the point?

People who have seen Jiang Lin's archery skills before are even more surprised now. Master Jiang's archery skills seem to be stronger than last time!

At the same time, Jiang Lin's voice sounded.

"If it is a false accusation or collusion, it will be like this. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they will be killed!"

Those who originally had dirty thoughts broke out in cold sweat on their temples as they felt that these words were referring to them by name.

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