Great Harvest

The Eagle Beak Ravine, where the battle had just ended, still held a heavy scent of blood, but it was now a scene of bustling activity.

Lin Mo stood on a protruding boulder, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over the "yourselves" below, who were frantically busy. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a satisfied smile.

Having won the battle, captured a large amount of supplies, and leveled up twice, this victory felt incredibly satisfying!

"Quick! Untie the ropes on the cart, move faster! Don't dawdle!"

"Half this bag of rice spilled, what a waste! Hurry and gather the rest!"

"Why is that black horse dead? Who killed it just now? Such a good mount!"

"This leather armor is mine! Nobody touch it!" A clone, only wearing a banana leaf, lunged at a mountain bandit's corpse and fumbled to untie the armor straps.

"Holy crap! This guy's underwear isn't torn! I'm taking it!" Another clone's eyes lit up as he stripped a pair of coarse cloth underwear from a relatively "intact" corpse, as if he'd found a treasure.

"Move aside, move aside! These boots are mine! I'm sick of walking barefoot!"

"This saber is so rusty it's about to break, what do you want it for?"

"What do you know! If you sharpen it, it'll still be usable! Better than going empty-handed!"

The newly formed clones, who had originally been wrapped only in leaves and vines, now resembled famished wolves pouncing on their prey, frantically stripping the clothes off the dead.

They felt no psychological burden – after all, these mountain bandits had just tried to kill them, and wearing dead men's clothes was certainly better than being naked.

Lin Mo watched his "selves" scramble to strip clothes, his mouth twitching slightly.

This scene... was both pathetic and hilarious.

Soon, over a dozen newly formed clones had changed into "new clothes."

Although most of the clothes were stained with blood, some leather armor bore the marks of swords and axes, even with holes, but at least they were proper fabric and leather now.

They looked at each other, a look of satisfaction on their faces.

"Finally, I look like a person." Lin Thirty-Seventh tugged at the gray cloth tunic he was wearing, which was clearly a size too big. Although the sleeves were a bit long, he felt good.

"There's a cut on the chest of my leather armor, but it doesn't affect the defense of other parts," Lin Xi Tenth looked down.

"Be grateful! I only managed to find a pair of pants and some shoes!" Lin Xi Twelfth complained, his upper body still bare, only wearing pants.

He had on a pair of cloth shoes that didn't quite fit, looking rather mismatched.

Just then, Lin Yi walked over quickly and reported:

"Lord, the casualty report is complete!

We lost six brothers permanently, seven seriously wounded, eleven lightly wounded. Those still able to move, including yourself, number thirty-nine."

Lin Mo nodded, reasonably satisfied with the result.

Facing two Professional leaders and over twenty mountain bandits, they had only paid the price of six permanent losses to annihilate the enemy.

This combat record could already be considered brilliant.

On the other side, Lin Er and his men had finished inventorying the goods on the five carts.

"Lord! We're rich!" Lin Er's voice was so excited it was almost distorted.

Lin Mo quickly walked over.

The carts were piled high with goods:

Grains: Ten bags of white rice (about fifty catties per bag), five bags of flour, three strings of cured meat, two baskets of salted fish, various dried vegetables.

Fabrics: Five bolts of fine cotton, ten bolts of coarse cloth, two bolts of silk.

Tools: Ten shovels, eight hoes, five axes, three saws.

Weapons: Fifteen long sabers, ten short knives, three sets of bows and arrows (with fifty arrows), twenty sets of leather armor (semi-new).

Miscellaneous: About five thousand copper coins, thirty taels of silver, a pair of gold bracelets, three jade pendants, five books.

Lin Mo walked to the front of the carts, his eyes scanning the various supplies as he quickly calculated in his mind.

This batch of supplies was enough for them to last a long time. Food, fabrics, tools, weapons...

These were all crucial items urgently needed for developing their territory at this stage, a true godsend.

In addition to the supplies on the carts, they had also scavenged quite a bit from the mountain bandits' corpses.

[Ghost Head Great Saber (green quality)]:

The blade was heavy, the edge gleaming coldly, and the handle was wrapped in anti-slip leather.

Attributes: Strength +3, Sharpness +2, with a slight armor-piercing effect.

[Twin Short Halberds (green quality)]:

The halberds were forged from fine iron, with crescent-shaped blades and detachable handles.

Attributes: Agility +2, Attack Speed +1, can be thrown.

"Green quality..." Lin Mo picked up the Ghost Head Great Saber. It felt heavy in his hand, but with his current strength, wielding it was not difficult. "Much better than white equipment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and picked up the pair of fine iron short halberds, handing them to Lin Yi, who was standing by, "You use these short halberds first, get a feel for them."

"Thank you, Lord!" Lin Yi took the short halberds and swung them a couple of times. He was clearly very satisfied with this green weapon.

Meanwhile, Lin Xi had also made a new discovery.

From the scarred leader's embrace, he retrieved a roll of yellowed parchment. Upon unfolding it, he found a hand-drawn map.

The map depicted Black Wind Stronghold and its surrounding terrain, marking detailed information about sentry posts, traps, and secret passages.

"Is this... Black Wind Stronghold's defense map?" Lin Mo leaned closer to examine it carefully. His gaze swept over the key markings, and his heart was instantly filled with joy.

"With this map, attacking Black Wind Stronghold in the future will be twice as effective with half the effort!"

Besides the map, Lin Xi also found a small porcelain bottle on the leader. Upon opening it, a pungent medicinal scent wafted out, revealing three entirely red pills lying quietly within.