Luo Wei originally had nearly 150 undead servants for cannon fodder purposes, plus several core corpse servants, and this number basically reached the maximum control limit for undead corpse servants that he could temporarily reach.

After all, anyone's ability is limited, even a magician who specializes in training the gods.

However, after two days and one night, only half of the cannon fodder undead servants, who were originally 150 years old.

Without guessing, the half of the undead servants disappeared, and Luo Wei used a scalpel called the Soul Tearer to split the soul fire into pieces and fill it into the soul fire of the other half of the undead servants.

So Luo Wei was very busy these two days and one night.

As busy as Luo Wei, he was also a Musfalan ghost reciter who had the highest understanding of the undead, because he had the highest degree of understanding of the undead, Luo Wei formulated his experimental assistant.

Aruolin's main job is to identify for Luo Wei who are among the cannon fodder undeads who do not belong to ordinary undeads but have the ability to gradually advance to special undeads.

This job looks very relaxed, but in fact it is not the case, because the zombies and skeletons caught by Luo Wei as cannon fodder are generally low-level undead below the bronze level.

Unless it is extremely talented, it is basically difficult for the low-level undead to show unparalleled power in the ghoul stage like Tyrant, the black butcher next to Rowe.

In fact, in this Aiton world, normal undead creatures are roughly divided into five types: weak type, ordinary type, outstanding strength type, agility type, and outstanding spirit type.

Among these five normal undead creatures, the first two are the absolute cannon fodder, and they will not be cared for by any corpse herder.

As for the latter three types, their "prominence" in various aspects is actually just about the two situations of weakness and ordinaryness. The strong zombies are of course more powerful than thin zombies, right?

The black butcher Tyrant can't be described as the word "Strength Strong" as it is called... born with strange power.

Of course, this does not mean that normal undead is useless, because the "bloodline" hidden in the bodies of all living and dead makes even the weakest undead have the chance to turn over.

However, most normal undead can't wait for the day when the salted fish turn over.

It's like the saying that everyone is equal even if it sounds like a mountain, but the distance between the children of poor families and the young men of wealthy families born with golden spoons is like standing alone in a 100-meter race, while the other standing at least fifty meters.

History books always say that the reason for the change of ancient dynasties was because of the excessive population and the serious land annexation, but is this really the case?

In fact, the true appearance of history may not be like this.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, who ignited the great Qin Dynasty that annexed the six kingdoms, had to die in two lifetimes, and shouted the famous slogan "Will the kings, princes, generals and ministers still have a seed?"

What does this mean?

In fact, it means literally - "Why are the kings, princes, generals and ministers occupied by you without the share of us and our descendants?"

In other words, ordinary grass-roots people will develop hatred and resentment towards the entire society after they cannot see the channels that can allow themselves to rise to the highest class step by step with their descendants, or the original upward channels are blocked by some people using their privileges.

At this time, if those in power do something stupid, or if there are natural disasters and natural disasters that lead to the disaster, the dynasty will probably become the general trend if they want to change.

Well, this topic is a little bit far-reaching. In fact, what we want to prove here is only ordinary undead, and it is not that we have not become the undead lord, the undead lord, or a stronger and higher-level existence. Therefore, Aruolin became very hard, because she wanted to distinguish the bloodlines from the ordinary undead who seemed to be invisible to know the hero with a wise eye.

This is definitely not a simple task, but after accepting this task, Airolin concentrated on her twelve points of Jingshi and tried her best to identify her.

Finally, after Erolin's hard-working distinction, she confirmed that there were twelve seemingly ordinary zombies and skeleton soldiers, with a greater possibility that some bloodlines could be manifested after gradually advancing.

Then, the lucky zombies and skeleton soldiers who had a great chance of making their bloodline manifest themselves, encountered the last misfortune of their poor lives - they were all sawed open the skull by Luo Wei, the desolate master, and then the soul fire was cut into countless pieces, and then these soul fragments were finally filled into the soul fire of the twelve ordinary undead.

Then, it is the time to witness miracles!

There are twelve transformed ordinary undead, three of which have appeared to have different degrees of blood manifestation and awakening after the transformation is completed.

And these characteristics are two of them confirmed by Airolin. The twelve lucky ones who are most likely to be able to manifest certain bloodlines after gradually advancing.

"It's not bad, not bad, the success rate of one quarter is already quite high, right?"

Luo Wei, who completed the experiment, communicated happily with Airolin by using spiritual communication.

"Unfortunately, in addition to these three successful transformations that successfully awaken bloodlines, there are only two of the other seventy-altering undead, so the overall probability is too low."

However, Airulin was not hesitant to pour a few scoops of cold water on her master.

"What you said is right by Aruolin, it is indeed a very bad situation." Luo Wei admitted that Aruolin was right, although he quickly continued: "However, this is not a problem at all, because these test samples are only low-level undeads. Since this method has been proved that this method is effective, why should I waste my energy on these low-level goods? I can completely capture the silver level and the golden level undeads to repeat the experimental process, right?"

"This is a good idea." Airuolin did not continue to pour cold water on Luo Wei, although she could not help but say: "My master, if you plan to capture the golden undead and continue to experiment, then I suggest you better upgrade your spellcaster ring level to above the third ring first."

The golden-level undead spirits are not that easy to catch, especially Luo Wei's men are the most powerful now. To catch the golden-level undead spirits, it is probably a large number of people who have died or injured before they can achieve their goals.

"What you said is right to Aruolin, actually... I'm just talking."

Luo Wei nodded. Of course, he knew very well how powerful a normal golden undead was when he was fully equipped with combat power.

So even if you really want to catch it, Luo Wei will never catch the golden undead now, but will only catch the silver undead that is relatively easier to catch.

Well, when it comes to the silver-level undead, Luo Wei has a few things on hand - the black butcher Tyrant, the zombie Lord Nelson, the skeleton longbower Robin Hood, and the Big Xiong, Xiong Er, and Bald Qiang who had just been resurrected and conquered a few days ago.

Thinking of Xiong Daxiong Erba Qiang, Luo Wei remembered the other four he used corpse servants to refine them many times, but none of them were able to successfully collect them as subordinates, so he was finally deprived of the silver-level zombies he had eaten as if the soul fire was divided into candy.

Alas... I knew that this dagger had such awesome functions, so the four silver-level zombies should have been left as raw materials!

Luo Wei felt a little regretful. The situation of the Soviet Union and the decayed crypt is very complicated. He wanted to create or catch some undead and continue to test it. There was no possibility for the time being, so he could only wait slowly.

Fortunately, as a zombie who doesn't need to worry about death, spending time waiting for such a thing is still within an acceptable range for Luo Wei.

Luo Wei was not in a hurry, so after doing a complete soul fire transformation experiment, he trained one by one, well... he tested the transformed undeads in order to discover more useful first-hand experimental data.

Compared to Luo Wei's lack of rush, Red Chilman, who reached an agreement with Luo Wei, was obviously much more urgent.

As Riko passed by day, although he had obtained the food reserves of the dead Richard Samoyev followers, he didn't have to worry about having nothing to eat and Reed Chilman became more and more impatient.

Finally one day, Red Chilman, who appeared in front of Luo Wei, was no longer the image of the gentle and gentle library administrator, but his hair turned into a chicken coop, his eyes were red and his eyes were covered with booze, and his nose and face showed signs of ulceration and swelling.

"Mr. Chilman, it seems that you are getting angry very badly. I suggest you don't eat greasy meat in these meals, and eat it lighter."

Luo Wei was very considerate and wrote a paragraph in the notepad.

"Yes, I'm very angry, but I'm very angry with Mr. Huolovi. I don't understand why things have become like this now. Quinza led his men into the Yellow Iron Wolf Nest 637 for so long. Why is there nothing happening except for the night when an accident of the injured Lord was heard? This is abnormal! This is completely abnormal! I'm almost unable to bear it. I think we must be prepared to set off. If nothing happens tomorrow, then we should take the initiative to go in and see the situation! Instead of continuing to wait here!"

Reed Chilman, who was on the verge of anger, said this in a breath of a long passage in a obviously hoarse voice, and it was possible that he could hear that there was a bubble in his throat.

"Mr. Chilman, you have to be calm. Some things are too anxious to come. Don't worry, I have been staring at the entrance of the burrowing crypt in the mine cave these days, so you can calm your mind down, because your mood will naturally be cool."

Luo Wei was still as motionless as a mountain. He had already known that the power of the undead lords and the undead lords were so powerful that he would rashly break into the depths of the undead burrowing under the current situation with his men and horses?

"If I could calm down, would I still look like this now?" After reading the comforting words written by Luo Wei in the notepad, Reid Chilmann smiled bitterly: "Mr. Luo Wei, tell me that there are wise men in your hometown. I said that if the night is too long, then the dream will be more wise. Aren't you worried that the night we are experiencing now will lead to too many dreams?"

"Mr. Chilmann, not everything can be used to apply this wise saying. For example, what I firmly believe now is that only the most patient hunter can catch the most fat prey."

Luo Wei shook his head, and he wrote this sentence in his notes, denying Reed Chilmann.

"But……"

Red Chilman wants to continue saying something.

But at this moment, the earth that originally solid and heavy carried all things suddenly shook without warning!

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