When Louis heard this, he almost jumped up in the car.

(Only one? First-level? Is barely forceful? There are so many people lying on the ground. You told me that this is it? Just that big man named Carter, you have to give me a first-level ability.)

Noting the soldiers following the car, Louis found a bag of wheat ears and put them behind his head and closed his eyes.

(You are too sarcastic? You even said that you are an evil god, why are you so stingy to give things?)

Is it easy for him to kill a few people? If he exchanged according to this ratio and wanted to become a high-level powerhouse of level 7 or 8, wouldn’t he have to spread the whole world?

(...You touch your conscience and speak, how much have you intercepted yourself?! You told me this?)

(Also, I told you that if you have low strength, you will be wasted energy. It’s nothing to accumulate blood and improve the order. If you want to derive special abilities, it’s better to give me all that energy.)

(If you listened to me earlier, now you can at least have several third-level abilities. How could you have the third-level strength, but you don’t have any third-level ability?)

Although the expression of the evil god cannot be seen, judging from the tone of trying to hit someone, there should be no big deviation.

Feeling the red blood energy rushing in his body again, Louis smiled, and he didn't want to feel the cold sound in his mind, so he waved his hand.

(Hehe... let's get someone who speeds up the healing of the body. If you can live and die, you will be able to barely force yourself to have a blood and death.)

(【Flesh and Blood Healing】, do you want love?)

(Okay, okay, you evil god is not embarrassed to give first-level ability. So what else can I do?)

The changes brought about by skill acquisition cannot be underestimated. With the heat flow from the stones in your arms, the blood in your body can flow quickly, wrapping up and transforming your body together.

The blue veins swelled under the flesh, the heart sounded like a war drum, and the blood all over the body seemed to be burning!

Even though I tried my best to endure it, I couldn't help but open my mouth and spit out a mouthful of white steam, which quickly dissipated in the cold wind in the mountains.

...

He drove off at full speed, and the truck returned to the village shortly after dawn.

The new skills were basically completed to transform the body. Louis stood up from the carriage, and the frost on his clothes turned into a smog of white mist, rising up.

Leaping out of the carriage, Louis took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, at 9:24.

"Let the village chief call out the whole village."

With a light command, Louis jumped up on the snow a few times, stretched his body and walked slowly to the pine trees at the entrance of the village.

There is a wooden board in front of the pine tree with the name of the village written on it - Heitu Village.

Smiling at this rich local name, Louis shook his arm and walked to the pine tree. This is a common tree species in the cold zone of high latitudes. The falling pine needles are rich in oil and are also considered a good fuel.

He stepped on his left foot, turned his waist and ribs, shouted loudly, and swung his right fist suddenly, hitting the pine tree as thick as a bowl.

The thin and symmetrical body contained extremely fierce power. Louis's body also strengthened by [primary power] and blood energy. With one blow, with the trembling of the pine tree, his arms penetrated into the trunk and penetrated from behind the tree.

A large bunch of snowflakes fell down with the pine needles, flooding Louis all over, looking very embarrassed.

"Hahaha--"

But Louis was still very happy. In his previous life, except for those from military backgrounds and a small number of strong physical people, how could ordinary people enjoy the great power of every move?

As the villagers who walked out looked at the psychopath, Louis shook off the debris on his head and walked to the village chief.

"Old John, I am a reasonable person. The empire had issued a decree to combat bandits. Have you seen it?"

Old John had sent Louis a few bottles of soju before, and at that time he thought the young man in front of him was a very fool to fool.

Louis was having fun at the entrance of the village and it looked funny, but Old John couldn't laugh. Seeing the soldiers' blood and fierce look, he felt that he might not do it well, and tears were about to flow in his stomach.

Old John quickly explained: "Sir, we have always abide by the law. Those bandits have always harassed us. We will never be with them!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Old John was nervous, and the wrinkles like dead trees and old bark on his face also moved.

Louis looked behind Old John, and at the urging of the soldiers, villagers slowly walked out of the village house, and the family that had eaten chickens before was also among them.

"Don't be nervous, Old John, I'm a reasoned person. I paid for asking you to help me with your work, so as long as you reason with me next, I won't make things difficult for you."

If he doesn't reason with him... he can only reason with God, and the gun in his hand will be responsible for sending them to the Saint.

Old John felt that he understood, "Yes, yes, yes, sir is the most reasonable... We haven't spent the money that sir paid before, so what if we give it to sir?"

"Look, this makes no sense."

Louis was a little angry and a little funny. Although he had expected the army of this era, such a scene made him sigh.

Whether it was an army gathered and formed by scattered and formed bandits, an army that was even more bandits than bandits, a warlord in modern times, or even the big-headed soldiers of Ameirika who were stationed in Japan, they always had only harassment to the people.

Being able to be at peace is a rare kind and kind ruler.

Judging from Louis's experience, there seems to be only one example of being able to be a family in the military and civilian family.

When Old John heard that Louis was inclined to refuse, he wanted to grab Louis's hand and beg for mercy. He was worried that it would make him angry if he grabbed it. He could only say anxiously: "Sir, you are the biggest reason!"

If you continue, I'm afraid you'll have to take it even if you don't take the money, Louis sighed and waved his hand, no longer trying to convince this barrier that transcends the era.

"I've said it long ago that I'm a reasoned person, not those robbers..."

He glanced at Old John, and probably he would still misunderstand. Louis simply ordered, "Didn't all the people in your village come out?"

There were no women and children among the crowd driven out by the soldiers. Obviously, they still regarded him as a bandit-like figure.

After a moment of silence, Old John gritted his teeth and waved his hand, "Call them out."

So more than double the number of people came out of their respective houses scattered.

"Come on the adult man aside, I have something to ask."

Louis stood in front of a re-split group of people, fiddling with the revolver in his hands, and paced from left to right. "A few days ago, I brought my brothers here and I was treated enthusiastically in your place! This is enough to prove that most of you are imperial citizens who abide by laws and regulations!"

Speaking some official clichés, Louis observed more than a hundred men in Heitu Village.

They all have tall figures unique to high-latitude areas and have whiter complexion, but from their complexion, they generally show signs of malnutrition.

Because of the guns in Louis's hand, most of their observations about Louis were afraid.

Louis walked to the middle and settled down, and continued, "But the bandits in the Grand Duchy of Poma are too cunning. Think about it, what does the soldiers from outside Binercit have to do with you? The Grand Duchy of Poma has given up on you long ago, and they will still implicate the war on you..."

As soon as he spoke, Louis suddenly shouted!

"Look down!"

Hearing the command, the soldiers surrounding the man immediately fell into the snow like conditioned reflex.

Louis pointed to the commotion in the crowd, turned to Old John and asked with a smile: "Old John, those people lying on their tumbling are not from your village, aren't they?"

Among the crowd, three men also lay on the ground conditioned reflex.
Chapter completed!