Mo Bei rubbed his hands, recalling the feeling of holding hands just now, and felt proud of his bold move. Judging from Na Nizi's reaction, there should be something interesting!
He was intoxicated with himself, but he found a few guys at the wall beside him looking surreptitiously at this side, and they were all gnashing their teeth, as if they were anxious for him.
"Holy shit..."
He immediately felt bad and thought to himself, what expressions do you have? . .
What do you mean? ?
He immediately put his hands behind his back and coughed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed on his face.
When those people saw his unkind expression, they quickly retracted their heads and hid behind the wall and muttered.
"This fight was so fierce, why did you become so timid just now..."
"You're still a bit tender, but you're not thick-skinned enough..."
"Hmm... Just try harder. A kiss shouldn't be a big problem."
"well..."
"You guys!"
Suddenly Mo Bei's cold shout came from behind, frightening them, but they didn't dare to respond. They came out from behind the wall with a grimace, and saw that their boss's face was dark, and he broke into a cold sweat again. He smiled and said:
"Old... Boss... do you have any orders?"
"Follow me." Mo Bei didn't want to be embarrassed by such an embarrassing thing. After saying a word, he turned around and left.
Several people followed in fear, passing through the underground passage and arriving at the place where they had trapped and killed the first twenty or so people.
"Treat all the traces of the battle until they are no longer visible."
Mo Bei pointed at the pools of blood on the ground and said.
As if they had been granted amnesty, these people immediately got to work, shoveling soil and digging holes. Although the tools were simple, they were complete and they all worked very efficiently.
Mo Bei climbed up a collapsed courtyard wall, took out his binoculars and looked around.
He felt that if those members of the Wizarding Society who were on missions came back, they would probably come here again.
So let them clean up the place, and then wait in the underground passage. If they can kill one by one, they can treat it as equipment.
After successfully taking down this wizarding stronghold, and the migration of various tribes was also in full swing, the pressure he had been carrying for several months suddenly relaxed, and he felt refreshed.
Next, you should be able to practice in peace and contentment for a period of time, and improve your level that is not humane to outsiders.
"Boss, it's done. Can you take a look?"
In less than half an hour, those few people had cleaned up and buried all the traces of fighting around them, as well as the large number of footprints left before. Even if they looked carefully, they couldn't see any clues.
Mo Bei nodded, expressing satisfaction.
"You guys go down first and close that lid too."
"Okay boss!"
As those people retreated, they used tools to smooth out the footprints behind them, and piled sand on the board. The last person retreated from the entrance, held the board with both hands, and pushed it down heavily. The sand on it immediately dispersed. Open, completely covering the board. Then he pulled the wooden board from below and moved it slightly twice to make the sand smoother, and the entrance completely disappeared on the sand.
"So that's how it was done..."
Mo Bei now learned another little trick for lurking in the desert.
I looked around again, but it didn't look like anyone had been here. I felt that these guys were really good at work.
He had arranged for Berg to tidy up the place below, set up ambush points, and then guard the place for a month to see how many members of the Wizarding Coven who were still jumping around outside could be caught.
Now, with the equipment of more than a hundred of them, they would be the envy of countless people even if they returned to Lugaoyin City. After getting along with each other for this period of time, Mo Bei felt that these people were still very capable. Judging from the dexterity of those few people at work, they were sufficient for this ambush mission.
They also seized a lot of supplies in the stronghold. They should be fine if they stay down there for a few months, except for being a little bored.
Now that things have happened, he has to go to the newly built teleportation station to see how the migration progress of other ethnic groups is going and whether there are any of the above problems.
He jumped off the wall, landed within the courtyard wall, and tore open the teleportation scroll.
When he stepped into the teleportation gate, he felt as if he had overlooked something, but in a flash of light and shadow, he had already appeared at Lu Gaoyin's teleportation station.
Before he could see the surrounding scene clearly, he felt his head buzzing, and then he was surrounded by a crowd.
"Chief! The leader is back!"
"Oh oh oh! Boss! Did you really destroy the den of the wizarding society!?"
"Boss is mighty!"
"Chief! Our tribe has all migrated back!"
"Boss, have you eaten?"
. . . . . . .
Mo Bei covered his head in pain. .
Kane's helplessness. . . He feels it now. . . .
If I had known better, I would have just grabbed a helmet and put it on before stepping into the portal.
I hope my address has not been exposed, otherwise I will not be able to stay in Lugaoyin City.
It is said that you should not hit anyone with a smiling face. Facing these people who were overly excited because they had just returned to Lugao, Mo Bei could not wave them away with a straight face, so he could only respond to their questions with a dry smile, and I was overwhelmed with questions about their current situation.
After chatting like this, I learned a lot.
The reason why these people were so excited was mainly because the migration was extremely smooth. All their tribesmen arrived in Lugaoyin safely and were well settled.
So far, more than 4,000 people have returned to Lugaoyin City and been resettled.
We have not experienced that kind of long-distance trek, everyone is in good condition, and many have even started to help with construction.
There were also some unharmonious situations during this period. After all, the sudden influx of such a large number of people into Lugaoyin City would always have a certain impact on the lives of residents and career changers inside and outside the city.
But because almost none of these returnees had resentment in their hearts, they were only grateful for the change in fate and yearning for the future life. After all, a slap in the face can't make a difference. After so many days, there hasn't been a single conflict.
This is due to the establishment of the teleportation station and the proper placement of them by Jie Hain, but in these people's hearts, this is all brought to them by Mo Bei, the new leader, so when they see Mo Bei, they look so... So excited.
And those merchants and craftsmen have all been very busy in the past month. These job-changers who had just returned not only brought a large amount of equipment in urgent need of repair and materials for disassembly, but also urgently needed materials, daily necessities, and clothing needed for various experiences.
The most important thing is that they all carry a lot of gold coins. This is what they have accumulated over the years. Because they are separated from human society, even if gold coins are exploded from monsters, there is rarely a chance to use them.
Whether they are the original residents of Lugaoyin or those who have changed jobs, they gradually feel that the benefits brought by the return of these ethnic groups are only temporary.
Even if some people still have resistance, they rarely show it.
After spending a long time, Mo Bei finally persuaded the crowd to disperse. His voice was a little hoarse, and he walked towards the teleportation circle out of the city in a daze.
The crowded terrace gradually became quiet again as he left, but many people could still be heard talking quietly.
One person seemed dissatisfied that the place had become so crowded and noisy, and curled his lips and said:
"What a shame... King Jehain has never been so high-profile when he goes out..."
"If the news that they wiped out the wizard gathering point is true, I won't be able to say anything no matter how high-profile it is." The other person looked at the direction Mo Bei left, still a little dazed.
"Do you think it can be true?"
"You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing... And the bloodstains all over the body would not be so stained unless dozens of people were killed. It's not that we can't tell the difference, it doesn't look like it was put on deliberately just to show off."
"Well...it seems to make sense..."
