My Frostmourne can't be so cute

With a sound, the copper lock was finally broken, and Paul and Robin also pushed open the warehouse door with excitement.

"Torch."

Richard the Beard ordered that soon, several young people lit the torches prepared in advance, wrapped in waste clothes and wooden sticks, and walked into the warehouse in Yese Town.

"The Holy Light is on..."

When the light of the torch illuminated the supplies at the entrance of the warehouse, Richard the Beard couldn't help but whispered.

Words could not express the excitement in the middle-aged man's heart. He quickly took two steps ahead, and then knelt in front of a pile of sacks.

Stacks of sack drums/rising/rising ground, stacked up almost one person tall, densely arranged in several rows-intuition tells Richard the Beard that there will never be any gravel in it, it must be a refugee team at this moment The most needed food.

To make sure of this, Richard the Beard took a knife from his waist and gently cut a corner of a sack.

Soon, the grain in the sack leaked out, and a handful of them gathered on the palm of Richard the Beard.

"It's wheat."

The bearded Richard stood up and showed what he had in his hands to everyone who entered the warehouse together; the burly man carefully held the handful of wheat with an expression of excitement on his face.

The refugees smiled with relief--as Richard the Beard said before, they don't know how long they haven't eaten scones and bread.

Although the wheat looks a little shriveled, just take off the shell and put it on the mill for a few times to turn into light yellow flour. Then...

Thinking of this, the mouths of these young men couldn’t help but secrete saliva--even though they had just finished their lunch not long ago, even though they were still full of praise for Vera’s skill in making meat porridge, but...meat porridge and How can the clear soup compare with the fragrant bread?

"You two, take this bag of grain and go to Vera and the others; there should be a mill in the town. You can help them to grind these wheat into flour. Tonight, everyone can eat delicious bread!"

Richard the Beard called two young men and ordered.

"Yes, Uncle Richard!"

The two young men were also very excited, and they were about to leave, carrying the bag of wheat quickly.

"Be careful, you two daredevils! If the wheat spills out, you will pick it up for me, and you will not be allowed to eat one less one!"

Bearded Li watched the two young men running fast, and quickly yelled at them.

Ma Long was not idle either, he took a torch from a young man, and then took Paul and the others toward the deeper part of the warehouse.

The food is already there, Ma Long wants to see again, what else the refugee team can use in this warehouse.

"Sir Lothar, look at this!"

Paul held a torch and yelled excitedly.

Ma Long hurriedly leaned over, and after a closer look, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Under the faint light of the torch, Malone could vaguely see that in front of him and Paul, layer upon layer of plate armor and lock armor were placed on top of each other.

"What about weapons? Are there any weapons?"

Ma Long calmed down, then looked around, asking while watching.

"Yes, here!"

Robin shouted, attracting the attention of Malone and Paul.

The soldier of the West Springs Garrison was holding a spear in his hand, waving at Malone and Paul not far away, beside him, besides a bundle of spears tied together, there were some one-handed swords. And shields, and even a few two-handed swords.

Ma Long grinned and laughed happily-with these weapons, they don't have to worry about how to arm the militias of the refugee team after they are trained.

"Uncle Richard!"

Thinking of this, Ma Long couldn't help shouting at the refugees who were counting the food at the entrance of the warehouse.

"Get some more torches! We are about to start the treasure hunt!"

Vaguely seeing Richard the Beard looking this way, Malone shouted loudly while waving at him.(To be continued.)

40

When Ma Long and a group of Xiquan garrisons walked out of the warehouse in Yese Town exhaustedly, the town was already filled with the aroma of bread baking.

"Gurulu..."

There was a sudden noise in Malone's belly; before our Sir Lothar was embarrassingly covering his belly, Altea was already laughing.

"Laughing... I'm just too hungry..."

Ma Long argued with some irritation.

"Hehe...but it's worth it, we found a lot of good things!"

Altea snickered while covering her mouth and said happily.

"Yes……"

Ma Long nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

It’s not an exaggeration to describe the time spent in the warehouse as “treasure hunting”. Malone really experienced the feeling of seeing everything and finding it useful.

This reminded him of a certain TV series that he had watched on the earth before-when the world was on the verge of destruction, walking corpses were everywhere, and the story of humans struggling to survive in a deserted world.

The only difference from the TV series is that the ones who want to exterminate humans are not the rotten zombies, but the more terrifying orcs.

In addition to weapons and food, Malong and others also found bacon and sausages stored here in the warehouse; although the quantity is not large, in the past period of time, Vera has been able to boil only a single piece of bacon. After two weeks of meat porridge, this time Ma Long and others discovered that it was at least much more abundant than that time.

The wind lanterns used by the sentries during the night patrol, the real torches, salt, garlic, wound medicine, and bandages... Ma Long found in the warehouse countless supplies that the refugees were in urgent need of, and he even found one. A new set of locks will allow him to lock this warehouse.

Although I'm not too worried that someone in the refugee team will tamper with these supplies, it's not good if it is ruined by rats or something.

——Malone thought as he put the key of the warehouse into his pocket.

"Sir Lothar, Sir Lothar! You need to see this."

Before Malone could catch his breath, Elro Eberlock hurried over and said to Malone, panting.

"what?"

Ma Long asked suspiciously.

"This...you will know when you go to see it."

Elro Eberlock lowered his voice and said.

Ma Long understood that what the refugee leader said was not suitable for publicity. He nodded to indicate that he knew, then turned around and looked at Paul and Robin.