Amos came to the sky above the broken Skull Island and scanned the land below. The jackals outside the forest had been taken away and assigned to work on other islands. Only the jackals in the broken skull Fort stayed. Therefore, the original jackal village was completely abandoned.

    However, on the coastline, a new Fishman town and a long string of Fishman villages have been built. Many farms have been set up around these Fishman settlements, but the cannibals have a huge amount of food. Only the output around the broken Skull Island is in short supply.

    On the huge wooden wharf of the small town, there are several giant Ramos turtles. Ogres are carrying the materials on the giant turtles. Behind the giant turtles, there are rows of nets soaked in the sea water. Fresh fish and shrimps are surging in the nets. The fishermen, in groups of more than ten, untie the nets and drag them to the shore. On the shore, these fish and shrimps will be loaded into water tanks and transported to the skull breaking fortress.

    On the dirt road from Fishman town to broken skull fortress, jackals have been driving away with oxen.

    At the edge of the forest, the road paved by Bailong at that time with Longxi was built into an official passageway, leading directly to the gate of the broken skull fortress.

    The wall of the broken skull fortress has been rebuilt, and it is bigger than before, but the brand-new wall lacks a bit of history.

    In the open space in front of the city wall, a group of Ogres carrying logs ran around the newly built city wall. Behind them, a strong ogre instructor waved a long whip with a whine. The running ogre stopped a little, then was whipped on his back by the instructor, and quickly followed the team.

    Gurgaru stood in the open space beside him, supervising the training of Ogre soldiers. Behind him were a group of tired ogres, lying on the ground like dead dogs, panting.

    There are also a group of Ogres practicing in pairs in the open space. They fight to the meat without cheating. The sweat of beans drops down their chin and onto the ground, seeping into the dry soil, leaving a wet spot.

    Several Fishman prophets sit in the shade to heal the wounded ogres. One of them moistens the aura, and the ogres join the training.

    Amos flew over the open space, and a loud dragon song rang through the sky.

    Gulgaru raised his head to see the white dragon coming and raised his hand.

    "Stop!"

    The ogre in training stops his action and looks up at the white dragon in the sky.

    Amos landed on the ogre''s training ground.

    "Good job, gurgarou!"

    Amos looked at the ogres who were carrying logs. The former lazy state of eating and waiting for death completely disappeared. Instead, he was full of energy.

    The tummies of the ogre warriors look fat, but if you look carefully, you can see the outline of the muscles under the fat. Sweat flows down the gullies between the muscles, and the air is full of masculine breath.

    "Good! very nice! The broken skull clan has made a lot of progress. "

    Gul: "yes! My master

    Garou: "we now eat five meals a day and train like this for 12 hours a day. Even the most stupid guy is now a regular soldier."

    Amos nodded. Soldiers are indeed the best entry-level occupation. As long as there is a lot of nutritious food and systematic exercise, almost every normal person can successfully enter.

    However, the more backward, the more difficult it is to upgrade the level, and there are no less qualifications, opportunities and luck.

    Moreover, soldiers always charge in the front line, and the proportion of death is the largest in all professions.

    And because it is easy to cultivate, low cost and large quantity, in the eyes of many rulers, low-level soldiers are synonymous with cannon fodder.

    But if the soldiers can successfully enter the legend and accept the baptism of the world''s laws, they will become a very terrible existence. The experience of countless life and death battles makes them the most experienced group of legendary professionals. They are just like the Berserker, sifhlee, and even the dragon mother.

    At this time, the Jackal servants pulled the dining car out of the city. The steamed fish were sprinkled with unknown seasonings, which were neatly placed on the dining car. The light green turtle eggs filled the whole car.

    Before the food arrived, the tempting aroma first penetrated into the nose of ogres.

    Goo Goo, the ogres'' stomachs screamed.

    Gulgarou gave Amos a hesitant look.

    "Let them all eat first. The soldiers are tired."

    Garu nodded, and Gul yelled at the ogres, "dinner''s ready!"

    The ogres cheered, and a group of monsters more than three meters high rushed to the dining car. The scene was like African refugees robbing food. The jackals had rich experience. They quickly stopped the dining car, ran away and retreated to a safe area.

    Cannibals have no table manners. They gather around the dining car, grab the steamed fish with their hands, put it into their mouth, chew the fish bones together and swallow it. The fist sized eggs are put into their mouth directly. Their gills bulge and fall behind. The cannibals who can''t get food yell and push their companions in front of them. The scene is chaotic.

    A feast of gluttonous food begins!

    Gulgaru didn''t go to dinner. Standing beside Amos, he knew that the White Dragon Lord always went to the three treasures hall.

    "Gulgarou, I''m going to enlist some ogres."

    Amos opened the door and said, "be a little stronger, at least a hundred."

    Gul: "master! Is it fighting? Gul is going, too

    Amos shook his head: "no! My castle lacks strong guardians. "

    Garou pondered for a moment: "master! There is a master ogre, 18 high-level ogres and 274 medium level ogres in the broken skull clan. How many do you want

    "Ten high-level professionals, 100 medium level ogres."

    The giant leader of Amos turned to gurgarou: "can you get rid of your work?"

    "Yes! Huck, the cannibal wizard, has enough wisdom to maintain the normal operation of the broken skull fortress. "

    "Well, when you''ve made the arrangements, you''ll take them to white castle. Maybe there will be a battle waiting for you soon."

    Hearing the word "battle", gurgaru was enthusiastic: "broken skull is always ready to fight for you!"

    "Good! There''s a surprise waiting for you at White Castle. "

    Amos said, flapping his wings and flying into the sky.

    Amos went back to Tasman island and nodded to himself as he watched the hot excavation work under the sea.

    "The old blind is very quick."

    In the waters around Tasman Island, a group of small fishermen turn the bottom of the sea to the sky. On the periphery, adult fishermen soldiers cruise with routes to protect the safety of the small fishermen in the circle.

    The strategy of the high-level Fishman is very effective. The elite Fishman soldiers clean up the threats and protect the security outside. Then, they mobilize the little Fishman with excess energy to excavate the relics of the ancient battlefield, which will not affect the normal operation of the white phosphorus City, but also find a job for the naughty little Fishman.

    Amos didn''t go down to disturb the fishermen''s work. He flew back to white castle and lay on his throne.

    Light beam through the dome of the crystal, sprinkled on the gorgeous crystal throne of the white dragon, Amos thinking about Dragon life.