ps: Today is Double Eleven, which is a carnival shopping festival and also Singles' Day. Singles' Wang Xiaomo found a corner to celebrate the next festival lonely. The update was late, so I'm sorry. I will update the third day tomorrow.

To the west of the God of War Post, after leaving the steep hilly area, there is an endless withering plain.

Two thousand and eight hundred kilometers west of the plain is the darkest core area of ​​the Crimson Land, Doomsday Volcano.

The road from the plain to the volcano is basically smooth, and there is no natural danger for defense. It can be said that as long as you can establish a stable post on the withered plain and as long as you are brave enough, you can directly covet the Doomsday Volcano!

Of course, this is difficult and not something that can be achieved at once. After defeating the Iron Eater Giant Tribe from the Withering Plain, Rollin just regards this goal as a long-term plan.

The first step in this plan is not to take the initiative, but to accumulate strength. The Force, materials, and personnel need to be prepared and accumulate strength. The second step is to take the initiative to attack.

Of course, these all take time, and it is impossible to be anxious.

Because the post is not lacking in Force now, Rollin arranged for his ordinary incarnation to be in a working state for 24 hours, while the rest of his spirit is mostly in a leisurely state.

Of course, leisure is not a waste of time. During this part of the time, Rollin mingled with the soldiers recruited this time, taking advantage of the opportunity to drink and eat meat together to learn about these new soldiers step by step.

This kind of day lasted for four days, and Rollin had learned about every new warrior. He could call out the name of each warrior, know the other party's martial arts characteristics, personality characteristics, foods that he liked and disliked, taboos, and even some secret voyeurisms.

These warriors have no secrets to him. At this time, the orc demigod William is still in the stage of getting close to one of the warriors with the same temper.

Even those warriors who had originally belonged to him directly, Rollin knew them better than him.

At least seven or eight Williams were in the initial familiar state of those more than thirty warriors who only knew their faces but could not call out their names. However, Rollin had already learned these warriors into his bones.

If you want to control and lead, you must first understand that in this regard, Rowlin's kung fu is ten times that of William. Naturally, his ability to lead the warriors and their strength is ten times that of William!

On the afternoon of the fourth day, the sentry scout sent back another message, Glenson returned with a large number of personnel, including soldiers, craftsmen and ordinary servants, with a total of more than 300.

This is great good news. It can be said that when he held up the shelf of the God of War's post, Rollin's steel shield incarnation immediately took a team of soldiers out of the post twenty miles to greet him, which moved Glenson's eyes wet.

With these three hundred people joining, the guard post is instantly fulfilled.

At the beginning, the most effective one was not the warrior or the craftsman. Warriors needed training and running-in, and craftsmen needed to use skilled tools. On the contrary, ordinary servants made the entire post change drastically from the beginning.

The Holy Spirit warriors are all rough, and even female warriors are not much better. Although they are good at fighting, their lives are messy. The fortress and barracks are stinking, and fleas and lice are rampant.

This time, the recruited people included more than 80 servants, and it took only two hours to arrange each position.

After another half a day, all the sheets and quilts in the fortress barracks were washed, and the smelly socks and sluts were gone. The messy hair of the warrior was cut flat by the barber brought by the barber, and even the female warriors were pushed into short hair.

In a corner of the square, because of the bonfire party a few days ago, a large amount of domestic waste was randomly pushed and swept here by the soldiers, emitting various bad smells, and now it has disappeared. The toilets in the guard post have also been cleaned up, and the minced meat surrounded by flies and maggots next to the puddles in the Little Bay Crocodile Mountain Life is gone.

In short, the entire sentry was completely renewed, and you can clearly see the expressions on the soldiers' faces stretched a lot.

After all, no one likes to live on the garbage dump.

Seeing this scene, Rollin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "If the soldiers are the skeleton of the sentry, but these servants are the lubricants of the sentry, it would be impossible without them."

Without them, this post would probably be messy, and the soldiers would probably be attacked by some infectious diseases from time to time.

Soon, Rollin found the most shrewd and capable servant. This man was named Sorento, a warrior with level 25, who was far from the legendary realm. However, after Rollin observed for a long time, he had great prestige among the servants and had strong organizational capabilities. Sorento made an indelible contribution to the post that could be cleaned up in such a short time.

So he became the chief supervisor of the post, and his power was not involved in any aspects related to direct combat. In other words, he had no military power, only ordinary administrative power within the post.

Even so, Sorento was so happy that he stayed up all night and presented a very specific post management regulations to Rollin the next day.

Luo Lin gave this servant general with enough respect and looked at his management regulations seriously in front of him: "Well, the soldiers must take a bath once every five days. The soldiers take the water from the corner of the square by the Hongshui River and do not urinate at will. Violators are punished to go to the Hongshui River to get water and male and female soldiers to separate. They are not allowed to fight night battles at the corner of the post at will to affect rest. This is indeed a good idea."

Sorento is a middle-aged man. His life was obviously not comfortable before, so he looked a little old-fashioned, especially his hair on his temples was gray. At this time, when he heard the Lord of the Post, he rubbed his hands with a little nervousness and said, "Master, I am feeling this. Yesterday I observed all the way and found that through these regulations, a warrior's mental state can always be kept at its peak and his body will be healthy. Once a war breaks out, the maximum potential will be erupted without any accidents."

"That's true." Rollin nodded.

For example, when fighting night wars, some soldiers don’t know how to control themselves. After finding female warriors who are in love with each other, they will stay in bed and linger in the bed all night due to their good health. Although they usually only shoot one shot, one shot can fight one night. As a result, their spirits are affected the next day. Although the Holy Spirit warriors are legendary powerful men and have no major influence for a while, the gap will appear over time.

"However, as soon as your regulations are issued, the soldiers will probably hate you so much that they gritted their teeth." Luo Lin smiled.

It was not that he had thought of setting up some strict military orders in the past, but firstly, these were legendary strong men. Each of them was extremely high in quality, which was different from ordinary warriors in the mortal world. Those who could come to the abyss were all super elites. Using strict military orders to limit them is equivalent to limiting their strength. Secondly, the pressure in the post was really huge. If you don’t relax, over time, various pressures will accumulate. I am afraid that some changes will occur.

Therefore, although Sorento's regulations are good, they are too strict, but many of them are not actually ready to be used, and at least they will be modified.

However, Sorento said without hesitation: "Master, as long as the combat power of the warriors can be improved, my personal situation is nothing. In fact, this is also the meaning of us coming to the abyss!"

When this man spoke, he spoke with righteousness. Luo Lin could see through his original heart directly. He could see that this guy's words were definitely from the truth.

'This is a good talent.' Rollin was secretly happy. He didn't say what he was capable of, but he could learn his skills. Just based on this sentence, this Sorento is worth using.

However, Rollin has his own rules of conduct. He waved the documents in his hand with a smile: "This is very good, but the details are not pure, and more modifications are needed. You can take them back, and then change them, and make it more relaxed."

"Master, I don't understand." Sorento couldn't understand what Rollin meant. He felt that this was already very relaxed, and if it was loose, it would not be a law.

"Sorento, every warrior in the post is a genius, and every warrior has an extremely wonderful and moving past in the mortal world. They are unique. They also know how to fight, and they also know how to adjust their state and how to quickly restore their strength. Everyone has their own secret technique. This is not the same as those ordinary soldiers in the mortal world. Can you understand it?" Luo Lin asked.

The warriors in the mortal world are all insects, and they unite together to form a big dragon through military discipline. But all the warriors here are martial saints, dragons that can travel thousands of miles. If various decrees are too squeezed, the unique brilliance on them will be wiped out. These unique personalities are actually the source of combat power of the Abyss Legion.

There is no commander who does not know how to adapt to the situation and only knows how to stick to the rules, and is destined to achieve great success.

Sorento felt enlightened, but was still a little confused. Obviously he hadn't figured it out yet. He nodded slightly and said, "Master, I still need to think about it."

"Go." Luo Lin said gently, with an encouragement look on his face.

After Sorento left, he thought hard for a day and had no idea. In the evening, when he was patrolling the square aimlessly, he suddenly heard a noise. When he looked up, he saw an elf and an orc fighting each other in a corner of the square.

The two of them fought fiercely, fists to the flesh. From Sorento's eyes, these two guys seemed to be using life-threatening fighting styles, fists to the vital point.

The two fighting were surrounded by a group of warriors, including elves, orcs, dwarves, human races, cheering loudly, watching with arms folded, and laughing and disapproving.

"Bang" Finally, an orc warrior made a mistake and was hit hard by the elf on the temple on one side of his forehead. The sound was dull and terrifying, and the orc's entire body was smashed to the ground.

Sorento's heart trembled. It would be a death toll, but then he found that the orc lying on the ground shook his head, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then staggered up from the ground.

The orc cursed and ran to the pool beside him to wash his face, shook his head, then stood up straight, took out an exquisite dagger from his pocket and threw it to the elf. Obviously this was the price of his loss.

The elves took the dagger, held it high, looked proud, and then whistled away under the crowd of several elves.

Seeing this, Sorento looked at the orcs again. He thought the orc was holding on, but the orc was completely fine. It didn't seem like a force. This situation exceeded Sorento's understanding of martial arts, but it made him illuminate and remembered the words of the Lord: "Every warrior is unique, every warrior has a wonderful and moving past, they are all geniuses!"

Sorento suddenly realized that he, a person with ordinary martial arts, actually did not understand those warriors. Since he didn't understand, why should he formulate management regulations that could enhance the strength of the warriors? How did he make sure that these regulations are effective instead of having a counter-effect?

Thinking of this, cold sweat oozed out from Sorento's forehead: "Fortunately, the Lord is tolerant. If I change to the Lord of another post, I would probably drive me out of the post with my nonsense."

After thinking through the key point, he calmed down and took the initiative to get close to the Holy Spirit warriors as the general manager. He had been in contact with different warriors, A and A., for five days, and had in-depth conversations with more than 30 warriors. He also thought about it for five days.

He was a very smart person, and now he finally got the key point and spent another half a day to re-design a management regulations.

Luo Lin looked at the new regulations and smiled slightly: "It's OK now, let's follow this in the future. Come on, you post this regulations on the billboard."

"Yes, lord." Sorento bowed deeply, only to feel that the lord is gentle and heavy, and he sincerely respects him. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!