Field gave a thumbs up and thought to himself: The figure is better, and even the area that needs to be censored has increased several times.

Waving her hand, Ashina smiled wickedly: "Just save the trouble."

"Ah?" Field's pupils trembled.

With a terrifying smile, Ashina grabbed Field and rubbed him hard for the whole afternoon.

Evening.

"Is this... the combat power of the third-level God's Choice... I have to become stronger too."

Field barely withstood the violent attack and fought back fiercely, finally defeating Ashina.

"You are still stronger."

Ashina gestured lazily.

"This point hides a universe of chaos." Field said coolly.

"I really want to find an opponent to test my fighting ability. Is Rosaria in the territory?" Asina tidied her clothes and made a swinging punch aggressively, "I want to chop that stupid fool alive, hehe."

When she was at the second level before, Asina remained humble and tried her best to avoid Rosaria's edge. But now everyone is at the third level, Asina is not afraid at all.

"She went to the quarry to cut stones, and then used the corrupt dragon to transport them in large quantities. Huge stones are needed to build large walls."

In the Night Territory, even the Chosen Ones are busy working, and Rosaria is no exception.

Bricks are kept in the territory to build houses, and whole large stones are used to build city walls.

"However, I did find two opponents, and they will soon be delivered to my door." Field's eyes flashed, "There are spies who have sneaked into the territory."

"I have clearly checked. Is it the Shadow World Sect or Simon, the cunning villain?"

Ashina's ears perked up.

"The power of the Chosen One is unpredictable. To be honest, I didn't expect that there would be spies in our territory, moving bricks for more than half a month."

"???"

Ashina was confused.

How come I can understand every word, but it's hard to understand when they are put together.

Field pressed down with one hand, signaling Ashina to calm down: "It's like this, two female residents are really working too hard. They plowed 27 acres of land in the morning, pulled 40 trucks of bricks from the industrial zone in the afternoon, and went to the workshop to help grind flour in the evening. The cows were unemployed."

They transported trucks of bricks like a train.

Who can do so much work? It is obviously a chosen one, or at least a high-level extraordinary power.

This is no longer an ordinary spy. This is a crazy and inward-looking chosen one who attempts to disrupt the average working hours of the Night Territory. It is a terrible act that must be dealt with heavily.

"This matter has attracted everyone's attention. Many people have reported it, and patrol soldiers have also reported it several times."

After the last time the black feather girl organized a spy.

Field issued anti-espionage measures. If you find a really suspicious guy, you can report it to the city hall. As long as it is confirmed, the reward is extremely generous.

"This spy is really stupid. Is it necessary to work so hard? It's too obvious." Asina didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "By the way, we have to be careful. Even if it is a first-level chosen one, if it goes berserk, it will inevitably cause damage to the territory."

"That's right, don't alarm the snake first. First, get their information, and then lead them to the suburbs."

After quickly formulating a thorough plan, Field asked Asina to prepare, and he took out the Black Crow drone.

After injecting soul power, Black Crow took off with his own will and landed in the residential area.

Surrounded by low wooden and mud houses, Field could easily look around.

"If the people are right, the two female spies are helping to grind flour at the mill at this time." Black Crow landed on the roof facing the mill and waited quietly.

Soon, a youthful voice was heard.

"Auntie Yangmao, just send it here. We need to go back and rest." The gray pigeon of Night Owl held the arm of the middle-aged woman and giggled non-stop, just like a childish girl next door, "So much flour, it will be enough for a long time."

"Thanks to you, thank the goddess, and dear Baron." Auntie Yangmao stuffed the baked and steaming bread into the gray pigeon's arms, "You are all good children. Without your help, I don't know what to do. These breads are given to you by me."

"Why thank the baron? Everyone did the work. What does it have to do with him for half a copper coin?" Another chosen one of Night Owl, Erlin, pouted angrily and complained in a very low voice, "If you count the tax collection, it does have a lot to do with it."

The gray pigeon immediately stretched out his foot and kicked her calf lightly.

"Thank you, Auntie Yangmao. I like your baked black bread the most." The gray pigeon smiled with curved eyebrows."Of course, Auntie, I'm thinking of opening a bakery or a hotel. There's no hotel in Night Territory right now. If outsiders come here, they have nowhere to stay."

"Yeah, that's right." Gray Pigeon nodded in approval.

"Be careful on your way back. If there are bad guys, shout for help. There are many patrolling soldiers nearby. They will definitely help you. The soldiers of the Baron are very different."

"Okay!" The two said goodbye to the mill workers like children.

They found a remote place and ate the bread with cold water.

"It seems that the spies are these two."

The high-looking appearance that makes people turn their heads back is enough to prove that they are not ordinary people. No matter how beautiful the free women are, they have to work and will never have such fair skin.

These two are really weird, and they don't even know it.

Field waited patiently for them to finish the bread. When he saw them move, Field immediately became alert.

The two looked around and found an empty corner.

Gray Pigeon closed his eyes slightly, and his hair grew up, almost wrapping the whole person. The next moment, his hair turned into wings, his body turned into a carrier pigeon, and the whole person turned into a pigeon.

"Level 3 Divine Skill, Bird Transformation!"

He threw a piece of divine feather, and Erlin beside him was transformed into a red sparrow.

The two flew onto the roof, one on the left and one on the right, just landing on both sides of the black crow.

Field was shocked and thought to himself: Did they find me?

"Goddess, it's the Warcraft Crow!" Gray Pigeon screamed, "She occupied the place where we sleep."

The black crow's ferocious appearance, scarlet eyes, full of evil breath, at first glance it is not a good thing.

"It doesn't even have the breath of a first-level creature, don't worry, it's probably the evil beast raised by the Baron of Night." Erlin said bluntly, "It's like that in knight novels, bad guys always raise crows, black cats or dragons."

After that, Erlin used his wings to pull the black crow away with disdain.

"How much money did we make?"