I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 79: Artisan

Li Wei hurried away.

Roger is the only one left on the Senro farm.

In the next few days.

He also heard rumors from different sources about the "imminent invasion of the Burial Ground".

Various versions are available.

And it's getting more and more mysterious.

Some claim to have seen a dragon with skeleton wings near the Charcoal Inn.

There are also hunters who came out of the forest and said that they saw a giant of white bones as tall as a mountain.

For a while there were different opinions.

The hearts of the people who have just settled down in the manor are floating again.

For this kind of thing.

Roger could only scold the evil sect.

Why are you calm when you're not there, and when you come back, all kinds of monsters, ghosts, snakes and gods appear?

He also tried to go to Dawn Town to ask for information.

But the martial law in Dawning Town is severe.

He didn't see Freya and couldn't find another way out.

Even Li Wei is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know where he was transferred.

At times like this.

The location of Sen Luo Farm becomes awkward.

This place is located in the southwest of Dawn, not far from the border with the Burial Ground.

If war does break out.

Then Senluo Farm must be the first to bear the brunt!

Although Roger isn't afraid of those skeletons, he has to be on guard.

So these days, he has been strengthening the defense of the farm.

Fortunately, the title "Master Roger" is still a bit thin in the manor.

In this slightly chaotic moment, he still hired a dozen people to help.

In this way, the efficiency is much faster.

A week later.

Roger successfully dug a deep trench west of the farm.

A temporary wall was erected over the trench.

Not tall, but sturdy enough.

These facilities certainly won't stop the invading hordes of skeletons.

Roger was interested in their procrastination.

As long as he has enough time to react, he doesn't think his farm will become a breakthrough for the army of skeletons.

If the group of skeletons really annoyed him somehow.

I'm afraid that no matter how many necromancers there are in the Boneyard, Roger will not be able to kill them.

This is the confidence of the extraordinary.

…

Two days later at noon.

East of the farm.

What was once a wasteland is now surrounded by a high fence, leaving only one door for entry.

A dozen dummies are placed inside the fence.

Every dummy has a string of wind chimes hanging on it.

When the breeze blows, the wind chimes will make a series of sounds.

Roger, dressed in plain clothes, opened the door and walked in.

He is carrying a large cage and six black bags.

The large cage contains twelve lively rabbits.

Roger put the cages in a corner and let them out.

The rabbits ran out in a panic.

They scurried around the fence.

Roger silently closed his eyes, and took out a stone from the black bag and placed it in his palm.

I heard the soft sound of wind chimes and the sound of rabbit's footsteps.

Specialty: Listening to Voice and Positioning!

It took a while.

He seemed to have a black and white map in his mind.

The fleeing black dots drew **** of wool on the map.

Whoosh!

A pebble was thrown by Roger.

Unfortunately, the sound of hitting the target was not heard.

The bunnies ran more vigorously.

Occasionally they bump into the dummy, causing the wind chime to make a louder noise.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of hitting.

Not discouraged, Roger continued to throw.

The hit rate of throwing stones with bare hands is very low, probably less than 30%.

After quickly emptying three bags of stones.

Roger took out the "Little Thumb" slingshot from his arms again.

Next second.

He draws the bow and shoots!

With a puff.

A running rabbit was hit in the forehead and died on the spot.

Roger keeps going.

Again, several stones popped out in a row.

This time the hit rate is much higher.

Five out of eight hits.

Roger opened his eyes and ran to collect the corpses for the rabbits.

"The hit rate has increased again today."

"But my handwork is still a bit rough."

"More practice."

In the Xia Yin system, hidden weapons are a very profound knowledge.

Roger is preparing for later skills and specialties.

Although from the point of view of efficiency, doing this is far inferior to the monster brushing specialty; but the latter has strong randomness, and if you are lucky, it is suitable for brushing. If you are less lucky, it is hard to say.

So it is very necessary to exercise by yourself.

Roger quickly picked up the ten rabbit carcasses from the ground.

I'll take it back to the kitchen to dispose of it later, and today's dinner will be ready, and the excess meat can be made into bacon jerky.

And the remaining two shivering little guys are veritable lucky ones.

They will be Roger's medicine rabbits tonight.

As for tomorrow.

A new batch of rabbits will be delivered from Dawnlight Town tomorrow.

Under the high price acquisition.

Everyone is happy to give Master Roger a face.

…

As Roger carried the rabbit to the kitchen, the long-lost sound of hooves came from far and near.

The knight on horseback moved quickly, skillfully leading the horse to the stable, and then trotting over.

"Master Roger!"

Li Wei shouted loudly, his expression very relaxed.

"Long time no see."

Roger stopped and said hello.

"Ah, it's been a while."

Li Wei's face showed a hint of apology:

"I was temporarily assigned a task to go to the east side with Lord Hayward of the Lord's Mansion."

"Hayward?" Roger said in surprise:

"The skeleton invasion thing?"

Li Wei said angrily:

"It's pure nonsense."

"I don't know where the rumors came from, there is no such thing at all!"

"Maybe it's because the Lord is not there, everyone is very uneasy."

Seeing the doubts on Roger's face, Li Wei couldn't help but explain:

"Lord Hayward is a meteorologist in the lord's mansion. This time he went to the east to observe the tributaries of the Serra River; he recorded some data, which I don't quite understand. It seems that there are changes in water level or something. "

"He's a nice guy."

Roger nodded slightly and continued walking with the rabbit.

Li Wei followed and coughed:

"Master Roger, I really want to apologize to you."

"Before, before, I really thought..."

Roger almost didn't laugh.

He went into the kitchen and dropped the rabbit on the cutting board.

"It's not necessary."

Roger grabbed a pair of scissors, cut the rabbit's mouth skillfully, and began to peel.

"By the way, you came here on purpose to apologize to me?"

"Of course not."

Li Wei glanced at the quickly stripped naked rabbit, and turned his head unnaturally:

"I got the news that the Lord is about to return!"

"And the first thing he does when he returns is to visit you, probably tomorrow. At night, someone may come to send a formal greeting - this is also a trend brought by Lord Alan. No one cared about that before."

Speaking of this, he was a little excited:

"What an honor to have Lord Alan come to visit in person!"

Roger hummed indignantly.

Then use a knife to quickly cut off the residual meat and organs from the rabbit skin, and carefully wash the rabbit skin by throwing it into a nearby bucket of clean water.

After washing, Roger hung the rabbit skin under the eaves outside the kitchen.

There, pulling seven or eight ropes covered with similar rabbit skins.

This place has less sunlight and good ventilation, which is suitable for drying rabbit skins.

Roger looked.

The rabbit skins on two ropes have been cleaned several times.

It's time to start nitrification.

"The finished rabbit skin is a substitute for ancient bamboo or stubborn stone, and is an excellent material for writing contracts."

"With a sufficient number of rabbit skins, the part-time job of "Contractor" can be put on the agenda. "

Roger was concentrating on planning the next step, when he suddenly noticed Li Wei's constipated look in the corner of the light.

"What's wrong?"

he asked involuntarily.

Li Wei scratched his head and asked a little embarrassedly:

"Master Roger, have you considered taking the tenant farmers?"

Roger froze for a moment, then smiled:

"Someone asked you to inquire?"

Li Wei nodded awkwardly:

"I've known you for a long time. They trust you very much, so I want to move to Senluo Farm."

A tenant is a vassal of a farmer.

Not only the rent, but also a large part of the agricultural output.

But in this day and age.

Any ordinary person will not easily miss the opportunity to find a strong farmer as a backer.

"I'll think about it."

Roger didn't say anything to death, grabbed another rabbit and began to skin it.

"By the way, can you peel?"

Out of nowhere, Roger uttered such a sentence.

…

In the end, the young patrolman failed to help Master Roger.

He made the excuse that he needed to report safety after being away from home for many days, and then slipped away as quickly as possible.

This made Roger feel very sorry.

I didn't expect such a useful tool... oh no, such a motivated young man, there are times when he steals and plays tricks.

He could only do it himself silently.

One-pass operation down.

Looking at the furs hanging under the eaves, Roger was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

During the peeling process.

He also hit a new milestone.

…

"After 100 perfect skinning times, you have achieved a new milestone: Skinning Master"

"Master of Skinning: You are very familiar with the body of beasts, and you can always find a suitable starting point when skinning"

"Corresponding title: Craftsman (finger flexibility +30)"

…

"This title is not bad."

Roger hesitated for a moment, then chose to exchange.

After getting today's rabbit skin, Roger hurriedly ate dinner and started tonight's pharmacological deduction.

The two surviving rabbits were successfully sent away with the newly tossed medicine.

Roger washes up and goes to bed with peace of mind~IndoMTL.com~ Another well-organized day.

Compared to the days of fighting and killing, Roger still prefers this kind of regular life.

The only fly in the ointment is.

It's been a long time since Jonny's Turtle appeared on the farm.

Roger misses them so much.

"Wait until next spring at the latest."

"If you don't show up again, you have to consider going to the Sierra River to see it."

He thought so, and soon fell asleep.

…

The next day.

Roger wakes up early as usual.

Last night, soldiers from the lord's palace did come to deliver the salutation - Alan and Freya will come in the afternoon, he needs to prepare a little.

He must be powerless for dinner. The most he can do is ask Alan to eat roast rabbit.

Mainly means to get some fruit tea and so on.

That is, at Paramount Manor, in other places, there is no such thing as visiting at all.

It's just that when Roger walked out of the house slowly, he was shocked by the scene in front of him!

On a tributary of the Sierra River.

There are fat shadows floating one after another!

He ran over to take a look.

It turned out to be a head of "subterranean warthog".

"So many warthogs? Where did they come from?"

He ran along the bank to the Serra River, and the scene in front of him was very strange:

Countless warthogs just floated on the river, drifting silently.

A faint white mist drifted in the middle of the river.

As far as the eye can see, the entire Serra River is covered with warthog carcasses!

The moment.

Roger's scalp went numb.

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