Li Wei also followed Zhang San. He had always said before that the main force in the village was taken away by their village chief to respond to the county magistrate's recruitment and participate in the battle of a ghost king. Therefore, the village's current combat effectiveness is so low that it was bullied by some shrimp soldiers.

And if possible, Li Wei also wanted to meet the old village chief. After all, the other party was a priest who could make clay servants. If he had learned a few skills, wouldn’t his identity as a summoner be more stable?

But when he saw the guy who didn't look like an ordinary militia, and the sad faces of the militia around him, Li Wei felt that what the other party brought was probably not good news.

Zhang San also had a similar feeling, so he asked repeatedly: "Why are you back by yourself? What about the others? What happened?"

"Die, all of them are dead. We are trapped by the Ghost King, and even the old village chief is dead!"

"What?! Zhang Feng, you guys, explain it to me clearly!"

In a few minutes, Li Wei and everyone present understood, because the matter was actually very simple. The new county magistrate who had not long been in office thought he was a military god, but in fact he was a waste.

He led the county garrison dispatched from various villages, as well as some troops he recruited himself, and even some rangers, monks, Taoists, etc., with a total of more than three thousand, and he thought he would win this battle.

As a result, the other party was prepared for it. Not only the Daqingshan Ghost King, who was the target of their encirclement, took the initiative to go down the mountain, but several nearby monsters who occupied the mountain as king also brought the demons to the battle. They first ambushes and chased them all the way, and thousands of people died directly.

The county magistrate himself was able to escape because of his personal guards. However, the old village chief of Zhangjia Village was unable to run because of his old age and weak strength. He was torn off his thighs by a bat monster falling from the sky on the spot.

In order not to be dragged down and to give others a chance to survive, he still decided to commit suicide, because he knew that if he did not die, the rest of the village would definitely stay and protect him, and everyone would die with him.

But despite this, the other party's pursuit and the mountain spirits and wild monsters on the road finally returned to the village. There were only the little hunter named Zhang Feng and two militiamen and only three.

After hearing the other party say it, everyone couldn't help but fall into silence. This was really a bad news, and many people burst into tears.

Before, when they were fighting against Siren, even though things were critical, they were not really desperate, because they all knew that as long as they survived and when the old village chief brought people back, they would be safe.

But now, they should worry about whether the village will be destroyed by other monsters who know the news. Because they lost not only their troops, but also the most respected and wise old village chief in the village!

Seeing Zhang San staying there, his eyes were straight and he had no reaction at all. Zhang Feng, a young man covered in blood, took out a roll of parchment and said in a crying voice: "Brother Zhang, the old village chief said that after he left, you will still be responsible for the daily garrison work in the village, but as long as someone can learn his skills in making clay figurines, let him be the village chief!"

After hearing this, Zhang San was not only full of bitterness: "Learn? Who in the village can learn it? That can only be learned by alchemists."

The few people couldn't help but feel relatively silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, and the room was filled with sadness and frustration.

Hearing this, Li Wei next to him couldn't help but look at the pampering scroll. It was probably the skill book of the alchemist? Then I wonder if I can try it?

The village doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, he doesn't care. This broken village looks very poor, but he is quite curious about the craftsmanship of making clay figurines...

"Zhang San, I have a heartless request, I don't know whether to say it or not." Although he said it to Zhang San, Li Wei's eyes looked at the roll of parchment, and he was making it clear to the other party.

Zhang San immediately understood, but hesitated a little. Although the other party saved the village and showed great abilities, he was an outsider after all.

However, Zhang San thought about it again that the village is in this situation now. If this thing can be used to play a role, it will be better than if no one can learn it at all. And if the other party really learns the skills recorded above, he will definitely owe the village a favor, which is a great thing for the village.

"Zhang Feng, did the old village chief say who must be used for?"

The survivor named Zhang Feng thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, the old village chief only said who learned who was a village, but he didn't say that the people in our village must be needed."

While talking, he looked at the other person with a glance. He looked quite young and didn't know what ability he had. The two people behind him looked so majestic, even more majestic than the county magistrates in the county...

When Zhang Feng said this, Zhang San no longer hesitated. He handed the parchment to Li Wei directly: "Sir, give it to me."

Li Wei didn't expect it to be so smooth. He borrowed it with a little joy, but when he saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned. What is this, is it oracle bone inscriptions? I can't understand it at all! And why do these fonts still shine?

Just as Li Wei's eyes were straight, a slightly familiar purple starlight flashed by, and the book also shone with light. Then a lot of new knowledge immediately appeared in his mind, including the materials, methods for making clay puppets, and how to drive them to fight, etc.

The system prompt also rang, saying that he had learned new skills, and there was more than one.

Make a puppet (primary, 0%): By consuming the specified materials, you can create a puppet with combat functions. The current level is primary, and you can create a level 1 military clay figurine, with 3 units of soil, 1 unit of wood, 50 copper coins, 50 energy and any elementary five-element material.

Serve Puppets (primary, 0%): Making puppets by hand and servicing them is a compulsory course for many alchemists. The energy consumed by servicing puppets is reduced by 10% and the duration is extended by 10%.

The clay figurines were driven by Li Wei before and had fought against Xiaozhe people at the entrance of the village. Their biggest feature is that they are extremely slow in speed and outstanding in defense.

Logically speaking, this kind of army is rarely useful when encountering wars. After all, it is a waste of time to carry them. Even the turtle runs faster than them. Their greatest use is to visit the door.

However, Li Wei decided to practice more when he had time. Unlike the star soldiers who could only stay for a short time, they are permanent, and they can make level 1 clay figurines at the primary level, which will definitely be even more powerful after upgrading.

However, what Li Wei didn't understand for the time being is how much soil is in a unit? Is this in terms of volume or weight? How much does a unit cost? How much does the entire clay figurine cost?

And how should we deal with the clay figurines after the production are completed? They may not be sold in Zhangjia Village...

A series of questions instantly drowned Li Wei, and he couldn't help but sigh, "It's true that he knows too little about this world. If he had known that he could have traveled through time, he would have played games for a while!"

"Master, sir, have you learned it?"

A slightly trembling male voice came from beside him. When Li Wei looked up, he found that everyone, including Zhang San and Zhang Feng, were looking straight at him, and their expressions were almost exactly the same, that was, surprise and disbelief, while the expressions of Zhang San, who was leading, were even more complicated.

Li Wei thought about it casually and knew that they must be because of the old village chief’s words, but he didn’t want to be the village chief of this broken village. Apart from the chef who cooked for him yesterday, he had a good craftsmanship and made him eat well, what else could be left in this small broken village? There was not even a girl who could see it!

So he directly and decisively stuffed the parchment roll back into Zhang San's hand: "I have learned it, thank you, let's do this. If you need me to make clay figurines, I can help."

Zhang San subconsciously took the parchment, but then he shook his head: "No, no, sir, even if you make clay figurines, no one in our village can use it."

He is now in a state of being in a state of being unruly, and the scene in front of him is really too amazing. Although there are no more people in the village who can use magic except for the old village chief, he has seen some of them when he was a personal guard under the county magistrate.

But he never knew that learning spells could be so fast. Not to mention seeing them, he had never heard of them!

And maybe it's time to discuss the words left by the old village chief...
Chapter completed!