Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 308

Lin Hun lowered his head to work, not communicating much with others.

The process was very fast. In just half a day, a row of corpses wrapped in shrouds were neatly stacked behind Lin Hun.

These were all ready, waiting for others to carry them away and burn them after confirming their identities.

The purpose of confirming their identities was naturally to give these people generous compensation.

If I die in battle, my family will be generously compensated.

This is Dayu's promise to these sacrificed people.

The only regret is that if you die in the hands of the weird, you can't be buried.

You can only enter Dayu's crematorium and be completely burned.

According to this war, even after death, you can still serve the country.

Under the crematorium, there are a large number of ultra-small weird tools developed by the Immortal Temple that can store energy.

The heat generated by the dead is stored.

At that time, when the war was in full swing, Heixue Yudu City wanted to cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot so that Yudu City would have no heat energy at all.

It was at this critical moment that millions of small cubes storing heat were launched into the air, which solved the urgent problem of Yudu City.

"Serve the country loyally during life, and shine after death."

"Dayu will remember your sacrifice."

Lin Hun said secretly.

At this moment, the ice around Yudu City had melted, and the temperature was already in early summer.

These corpses must be disposed of quickly, otherwise they may cause new plagues due to decay.

Da Yu Zhenguisi understood this truth.

Countless torches were launched into the air, illuminating the area where the battle was most intense.

All the white soldiers were replaced day and night, and they were busy collecting these corpses all the time.

The white soldiers definitely did not drop the chain at this critical moment.

Everyone was silent, and started to work overnight under the illumination of the torches.

Lin Hun did not rest, and continued to collect corpses after nightfall.

Because his efficiency was too high, he soon attracted the attention of others.

"Sir, look, there is a white soldier over there who is very fast. One person cleared a large area."

On the high wall of Yudu City.

An old man with a blind left eye and holding a ginger cat opened his tired right eye when he heard his subordinates' words.

His face was full of sadness and fatigue, and he looked in that direction.

After he saw clearly, he said "Huh" softly.

"Lin Hun?"

"As expected of Lin Hun, a white soldier of the ninth generation, his skill in collecting corpses is superb."

"I know this person. He was born as a white soldier of the ninth generation. Later, he was selected as a subordinate prisoner by Lord Lin Huohuo for his outstanding performance."

"He has a clean family background and is humble. He is a good young man."

This old man is the clerk.

After the war, he did not retreat.

Guarding the gate of Yudu City day and night.

"I see, no wonder he collected corpses so quickly, it turns out to be a trickster."

The person next to the clerk suddenly realized.

"Master Scribe, you have been guarding here day and night for so long. Since you have already repelled the black snow monster, why do you still stay here and not go back to rest?"

The man asked again.

This is asking for all the people in Yudu City.

The scribe touched the orange cat's head.

But he found that the orange cat in his arms looked at Lin Hun who was collecting corpses in the distance with interest.

He knew that the orange cat was interested in Lin Hun.

At this moment, the more he looked at Lin Hun, the more he liked him, and he became interested in him.

"There are still so many brothers who have sacrificed their lives for the country and haven't returned home yet, how can I go back by myself?"

The scribe sighed.

The one-eyed man looked at the main battlefield below, which was illuminated by many torches like daylight.

There were ruins everywhere, and blood and corpses of the sacrificed people were everywhere.

They were all still lying outside, how could I, the scribe, go back by myself?

Besides.

The scribe has now become a symbol of peace of mind in Yudu City.

As long as the common people and civil and military officials in the city saw the clerk still holding the orange cat on the city gate.

They felt safe for no reason.

No matter how strong the weirdness is, can it be stronger than the weird black snow derived from the weird fog in the nine forbidden areas?

Even the black snow weirdness can be repelled, defeated, and defeated.

What is there to fear in Yudu City today?

Yudu City is stronger than ever before.

People are united.

North Sea moved.

Lin Hun has been collecting corpses without distraction.

When others were resting, he was still collecting corpses, sewing corpses, and collecting corpses quickly.

Others around him saw Lin Hun collecting corpses silently and professionally.

Someone couldn't help but remind him:

"That little brother, you look unfamiliar, which district are you from? Do you want to come over and rest together before you work?"

"Your speed and skills have left us several blocks behind."

This person also admired Lin Hun.

Lin Hun looks young, but he has such exquisite skills.

Lin Hun took a corpseThe corpses are ready.

He turned around and smiled:

"Thank you for your concern, uncle. I was a white soldier in the Gui District of Tianlao, working with Zhao Tou."

"I don't know which area they were assigned to. I haven't seen them."

Lin Hun knew that in this situation, Uncle Zhao and his men would definitely come out to participate in this work.

But I haven't seen them, and I don't know how they are doing.

Because Lin Hun has been away from the Gui District for several years, it is normal that these people don't know him.

"Oh, Lao Zhao, he is the oldest of our white soldiers."

"They are assigned to the northwest, a little far from you."

So that's how it is.

Lin Hun waved his hand and continued to collect the corpses without saying much to them.

He lowered his head and worked.

Never said much.

Out of respect for these victims, Lin Hun naturally didn't want them to be exposed in the wilderness for a long time.

In addition, he was focused at the moment, and he brought his exquisite and skilled craftsmanship to the extreme.

Lin Hun didn't need to rest.

After the night, the sun rose.

Behind Lin Hun, the complete bodies that needed to be transported were lined up in a row.

The new corpse collectors who came to take over were surprised to see this scene.

"Who is the corpse collector who works alone?"

"Did he collect these rows of corpses by himself?"

"Look, there is nothing around him, no broken limbs or arms around!"

"..."

Everyone was talking, not knowing who this corpse collector was.

Lin Hun also needed to talk to them more.

He just worked alone.

Soon, Lin Hun's work and his silence inspired other corpse collectors around him.

They saw that Lin Hun, a blind man, could be so dedicated and capable.

What excuses did the rest have for not treating the remains of the martyrs who died for the country well?

Everyone fell silent.

The speed of collecting corpses was getting faster and faster.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The clerk did not sleep all night like Lin Hun.

However, the clerk was always watching Lin Hun working.

"Sure enough, this boy is teachable."

"He loves the job of corpse collector from the bottom of his heart, and he is also a truly skilled corpse collector."

The clerk touched the orange cat in his arms.

The orange cat glared at the clerk and made a "meow" sound.

Meaning:

Of course, Lin Hun is excellent enough!