Survival in the apocalypse: I can sublimate all things

"What? Not enough?"

Lu Ming asked with a smile.

Badamu woke up from the shock, looked at the wolf king looking down at him with pure black eyes, trembled all over and said: "Enough! Enough! The Lord is joking, with this king here, let alone controlling five thousand relatives , Even if it is doubled twenty times, my subordinates can do it!”

Lu Ming raised the corner of his lips with satisfaction: "I like talents like you who are capable and don't hide anything. Lu likes to hear this. So, it's time to apply for the second time. Tell me, what else do you want?" ?”

Badamu wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed down his frightened mood, and responded: "My subordinate wants the third uncle and the second aunt to become his deputies to help the subordinates manage the Eight-Armed Clan, so as to complete the tasks of the master more efficiently." assigned tasks.”

As soon as this statement came out.

Gulundoa, who was shocked by the sudden burst of power behind him, suddenly came back to his senses.

"I?!"

Gu Lun raised his thick scarred arm and pointed at his face, his eyes full of confusion.

The same goes for Doya, which perfectly demonstrates the chemistry between brother and sister.

"Oh? What do they have to say?"

Lu Ming was a little interested. The Eye of Truth wanted to operate out of habit, but he was temporarily suppressed.

At this time, it is better to listen first and then watch.

Badamu looked back at the silly duo, turned around and said respectfully: "My lord, I don't know something. Our Eight-Armed Clan has an independent value measurement characteristic, a race called 'The Protection of the God of Craftsmen' talent."

"It uses percentages as data to determine. The degree of protection obtained by each clan member is not equal, but it is completely fixed from the moment of birth."

"This feature can provide an increasing effect on the protection value of items operated by craftsmen's skills."

"Take forging weapons as an example. If the protection of the god of craftsman of this tribe is 10%, the weapons forged in their hands will be 10% stronger than the weapons forged normally. Taking mining as an example, you can master various skills Increased mining speed is 10% faster than others.”

"The ethnic group will be divided into hierarchies based on every 5%."

"1-5 are lower-level craftsmen."

"6-10 are intermediate craftsmen."

"11-15 is high-level, 16-20 is special level."

"20% is a legendary craftsman."

"In the past, a legendary craftsman would be cultivated as a core genius by the tribe. He would enjoy the most resources and have a bright future."

"But now, due to the changes in the living environment and way of living, people with outstanding talents have become workers who work hard to make profits, wandering outside the crisis all day long. Although they can apply for corresponding protection and hire their own guards, the mortality rate remains the same Staying high.”

"On the contrary, those who have little talent have suddenly become managers. They don't need to work, they only need to talk, and they can stay in the safe zone and enjoy the highest rights, glory and wealth."

Having said this, Badamu's eyes darkened.

Gu Lun and Doya's expressions were equally dim.

Lu Ming didn't care about the conflicts and experiences within the Eight-Armed Clan. He was only interested in the conclusion, so he said with shining eyes: "So, they are legendary craftsmen?"

The sudden words broke the depression of the three of them, Badanmu said quickly: "No, the legendary craftsman is a subordinate, and my third uncle... is an unknown craftsman?"

"nameless?"

Lu Ming was confused, pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean?"

Badanmu responded respectfully: "So far, the highest level of protection our tribe has ever seen is only 50%. Those with this level of protection are often the chiefs of the tribe, who are called craftsmen by the tribe; and further up, It has never appeared before, so there is no title.”

"You mean, your third uncle is over 50%?"

Badanmu nodded and said: "70% are the only people in the history of the entire ethnic group who have transcended the boundaries of the Craftsman God."

"Appraisal."

Lu Ming held back his burst of surprise.

Peep into Gu Lun’s information with the eyes of truth.

Upon inspection, it turned out to be exactly what Badanmu said.

It's a pity that this person was born in the gap between dimensions. At that time, the Eight-Armed Clan had already changed the management model of the ethnic order.

But the tradition of talent intensity is still engraved in the hearts of every tribesman.

Therefore, even though the talent of the clan is no longer valued, in order to look good, the patriarch of the clan will still use high talent as the icing on the cake.

Ke Gu Lun, after birth, his talent surpassed that of his father, who was the patriarch of the clan.

It would be better if you have excellent social skills.

To be trained as the next great clan leader would be more glamorous than any other clan leader in appearance, and would even leave his name in history.

But his mistake was that he was full of traditional talents, not good at talking, and had zero emotional intelligence.

In this way, it is impossible for the patriarch to let him succeed.

It just so happens that his talent and ability are too superb.

Make everyone, whether the current patriarch or the next popular candidate, feel that they are being suppressed in their flesh and blood, and will feel ashamed when they see him.

Therefore, he is sent out all year round to mine difficult and difficult veins. If he can't be seen, he will be seen. It's best to die outside, so as to directly eliminate this "stain".

Who would have thought that Gu Lun would be so tenacious, surviving dozens of near-death crises by relying on luck and means.

Not only that, but he has also developed survival skills and a combat power that far exceeds that of the Eight-Armed Clan!

As his thoughts turned over the diary-like experiences and experiences, Lu Ming's expression became even more unhappy!

Okay, what an eight-armed clan management!

He almost, almost lost his god-level talent!

"go on."

Changes in mood are naturally reflected in the tone of voice.

Badanmu didn't know why Lu Ming's mood suddenly changed. Did the Lord not like his third uncle? Could it be that he was self-defeating? Instinctively, I wanted to back off, but now that the words were said, it was too late to turn around.

His heart was trembling and his face turned pale, but he decided to grit his teeth and continue the topic!

"The subordinates listened to the master's admonishment one after another on the principle of "I prefer being able to do things than being able to talk." Therefore, I feel that the third uncle is definitely a professional counterpart to the master; after all, if the master wants to hear a sentence from the third uncle's mouth Pretty words, that’s harder than climbing to the sky; but if the Lord asks the third uncle to do something, the third uncle will definitely deliver the answer with a completion rate of 170%!”

"And this attitude will radiate to the entire team, because the third uncle has an almost perverted desire to pursue the completion of events! Therefore, the subordinates boldly applied to the boss to apply for the third uncle and the second aunt to become the subordinate's right-hand man, responsible for coordinating management Tribe."

After saying this, Badanmu knelt down and worshiped loyally.

On the one hand, it is an expression of piety.

On the one hand, I really didn't dare to face the cold-faced Lu Ming, who was even more terrifying than the Wolf King.

"Hmph, why do you need to be so bold? Personnel scheduling is the right given to you by Mr. Lu. You can take charge of this matter yourself, but Mr. Lu has a request."

Badanmu was surprised. To his surprise, the Lord was not furious, which meant that his idea was right. But what was the Lord's emotional change just now? Thinking of something unhappy? No, I can’t think about it anymore, I have to respond quickly.

He stood up and looked up at Lu Ming, fearfully saying: "Please give me instructions, sir."

Lu Ming smiled coldly: "I want those guys who served as the management of your tribe to work tirelessly to complete the mining of this mine. Even if they have to eat and drink, the mining pick in their hand must be struck until sparks fly. "

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