[Corpse Brother's Undead Body Devours All Worlds]

After learning about the situation of the village, Lin Mo thought about it and finally nodded and agreed to the construction workers' request.

Since I have nowhere to go, I might as well build a home here.

Build your own village in this world that occupied your childhood and youth.

By the way, you can see if there are any good things in this place that can benefit you. Even if you have had enough fun, it would be nice to plant a sacred tree and eat something.

"I agreed to be the leader."

"Great!"

"I never thought we would have a noble leader!"

Except for the barbarians who looked unhappy, the village girls and construction workers all smiled. Only they could understand what it meant to have a leader.

"Chief, can I ask which royal family or tribe you are from? Why did you fall from the sky?" Jenny asked. She was particularly curious about this.

The people around also quieted down and looked at Lin Mo. They were also very curious about whether what Jenny said about the leader falling from the sky was true or not.

"Neither, I'm just an ordinary person, just a little stronger than ordinary people." Lin Mo said with a smile. He didn't like to show off, especially in front of a group of barbarians from the countryside.

"Okay, okay, everyone disperse! The leader and I have something to talk about, you all go and do your own things, we haven't even had breakfast yet." said the construction worker.

"Oh! My food is still in the cauldron!"

The village girls hurried back as they still had to prepare breakfast.

Although the barbarians were very unhappy with Lin Mo, they became intimidated when they thought of the other party's superior fighting power and ran back obediently to go for a morning run around the village.

After everyone else left, Lin Mo looked at the construction workers. Lin Mo knew very well that this world was not a game after all. It was impossible for a construction worker who cost 500 emeralds each to be sent to this poor village for free.

"Um... Leader..."

"You can just call me Lin Mo. My last name is Lin, which represents forest." Lin Mo said.

"Forest? That's a good implication. Your family must be a very powerful one, Chief."

"I guess so. Well, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Looking at Lin Mo's armor that had been restored to its original state, and his conversation, both full of civilization and nobility, made Old Pete feel even more inferior.

"Chief, are you really willing to be the leader of our village? Our village is very poor, and we don't even have 100 gold coins. I want to know why you agreed to be our leader so quickly." Old Pete was very worried that Lin Mo agreed so quickly. Although there was nothing left in their village that could be cheated, he still asked for the safety of the villagers.

Lin Mo also noticed his anxiety.

"You don't have to worry about this. I originally wanted to find a village to develop and build my own power. Meeting you by chance was an accident, but this is also our fate, isn't it?" Lin Mo said with a smile.

"Maybe your village has been without a leader just to wait for me? This may be fate's arrangement."

Lin Mo's words had a great impact on a middle-level construction worker living in a magical world.

Old Pete didn't understand fate and destiny, but Lin Mo's way of speaking was too much like those big shots.

"Chief, I..."

"Okay, don't say anything that is not conducive to unity. I will not leave you. I will always be your leader." Lin Mo said, and then took out his natural staff.

"Well! I won't ask such ignorant questions again." Old Pete got the answer he wanted and was very happy. With such a powerful and talking leader, there is hope for the village to rise.

"Okay, now report to me the situation in the village. If we want to develop, we must first understand the overall situation of the village."

"Okay, Chief! Our village..."

Listening to Old Pete talking about the current situation of the village, Lin Mo felt helpless.

Level 1 base camp, level cannon, level barracks, level holy water jar and money jar, level holy water collector and broken gold ore collector, no training camp.

And from what Old Pete said, this place is different from the game. The training camp is not a small house, but a huge concentration camp. Soldiers need to be captured or recruited outside and trained by professional trainers hired from the kingdom.

But their village had no money, so they could only use food and holy water to recruit some barbarians who could fight without any training to protect the village.

Accompanied by Old Pete, Lin Mo began to search all the property in the village to see if there was anything useful.

Originally Lin Mo didn't have any expectations, but when he touched the holy water, he seemed to see a new world.

I'm such a good boy!

This is not holy water! This is the water of life!

Lin Mo took out a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of holy water and drank it.

With about 50 drops of holy water, Lin Mo received almost the same amount of vitality.

A person can produce about 120 vitality at most. By drinking two spoonfuls of holy water, Lin Mo has absorbed all the vitality of an ordinary person!

"Old Pete, how is the holy water production in our village?" Lin Mo turned around and looked at Pete who had been following him.

"Uh...this...this..." Old Pete counted on his fingers.

"There are probably about 500 drops of holy water a day. There's no specific statistics because the barbarians drink up all the holy water every day." Old Pete said that the holy water collector is also the most precious thing in the village.

"Can the output be increased? For example, upgrading the holy water collector, or building another one?" Lin Mo asked. With this thing, he doesn't need to go on a killing spree in this world. Just drinking the holy water can restore his immortal body.

"Not possible at the moment. One holy water collector requires 500 gold coins, and the gold mine in our village was destroyed by goblins. The daily output of holy water is not enough for me to repair the gold mine." Old Pete said. He had spent most of his life's money on the construction of this village. The gold mine had only been built for half a day when the goblins smelled the scent and came over. The barbarians only knew to protect the holy water collector, and they didn't even look at the gold mine, which was inedible.

Once the gold mine was destroyed and the holy water collector was drunk up every day, the village's development fell into a vicious circle.

Old Pete had no way to deal with this group of barbarians.

After listening to Old Pete's words, Lin Mo thought for a while.

"Are there other tribes nearby?" Lin Mo asked. He thought about it and still felt that robbing was a quick way to make money.

"Yes! And quite a few." Old Pete said, and then took out a map.

The Magic Forest is very huge, and there are many tribes in it.