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Although he had reserved a lot of beast blood before, he also killed a small beast and collected a small amount of wild fruits. However, the training far exceeds the limit of ordinary people, which greatly increased his appetite.

During the three days, not only did he use up all the blood of the leopard and leopard, the blood of the beasts he had reserved, and the small amount of wild fruits he had collected, but he also consumed 160 copper coins for buying tents and coarse grain steamed buns.

In this way, the 260 copper coins he earned in the past few days were used up to 190, leaving only seventy copper coins.

At noon on the third day, Zhantian ended today's tenth round of hard training and drank the last mouthful of wind leopard blood.

He got up and came to the door of the tent, and rolled up the linoleum curtain.

The fresh air and the scent of the earth are coming, making people feel refreshed.

The rain has decreased a lot at this moment.

The fine raindrops fell on the tent and gathered on the protruding edge of the tent, forming a series of crystal drops of water, and finally fell below the edge of the tent, in a row of small puddles.

Zhan Tian was slightly confused in front of him, and he couldn't help but sit cross-legged, dazed.

The mountain village where he was born was only one teacher and about a dozen students in the primary school.

Because the villagers live in a scattered manner and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk, most of the children stay at home during rainy weather, completing the self-study courses and homework assigned by the teacher in advance.

At that time, Zhan Tian, ​​who had completed his homework, often moved a small stool, sat down at the door of the house, holding his little head with both hands, watching the raindrops dripping from the eaves of the corridor while waiting for the meal at home...

But here, is anyone cooking for him?

I'm afraid there are no ones who have given him a meal. Ye Suifeng from Chen's family, the so-called "horse gang" in Zhansou camp, and the mastermind behind Chen Yuqing's assassination will kill him a meal one day in the future!

The scenes of the two worlds are so similar.

But it's the same...

Very different!

"Maybe, I can go back!"

I don’t know how long it took, Zhan Tian murmured to himself.

In this world, there are not only powerful warriors, but also even more powerful cultivators!

A powerful cultivator is said to have not only the terrifying power to destroy the world, but also the flesh and bones of living dead people, and even transcend the cycle of reincarnation and immortality!

"This world is so magical. If I am strong enough to even seek immortality! Then maybe one day, I can find a way to return to Earth!" Zhan Tian said in his heart.

Once this thought arises, it is like a prairie fire and is out of control!

At the same time, his eyes quickly became firm.

"I am the only one who travels here for more than seven billion people on Earth, can I be cowardly?"

"Don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"I am the representative of more than seven billion people on earth! Those who want to kill me in this world are all anti-human beings, and I will be killed by all!"

One thought after another surged in Zhan Tian’s heart.

Finally, Zhan Tian suddenly shouted to the sky:

"I, from the earth, come with my mission!"

A stream of passion seemed to burst out from his chest!

...

"Boy, what a ghost howl, I'm scared!"

A shout of scolding brought Zhan Tian, ​​who had a certain "disease" attack, back to reality.

Suddenly he woke up, Zhan Tian looked around and saw that the rain had stopped at some point.

A bearded Zhan Zi who had just passed by the tent was staring wide, turning back and scolding fiercely.

"Sorry, I...I just woke up..."

Zhan Tian knew that it was wrong, so he hurriedly apologized to the war slave.

The man snorted, turned around and ran towards the gate of the station.

Zhan Tian looked up at the gate of the station again, and saw three worker slaves pushing a garbage truck and walking outside the station.

It rained three days ago, and a lot of garbage was accumulated in the warrior's garrison. This was to clean it out while the rain stopped.

At this moment, more than a dozen war slaves were already following the garbage truck very quickly and running out.

Zhan Tian calmed down his mind, buried some thoughts deeply in his heart, then lifted up his belongings, put down the curtain, followed those people, and ran out.

The rain slipped, and the three work slaves who were pushing their carts just walked not far from the station and dumped the garbage into the weeds on the roadside.

A group of war slaves swarmed around, each taking out tools and searching for the newly poured garbage.

In fact, these things have been simply searched by the work slaves, but for the war slaves at a lower level, they may still encounter surprises.

Seeing this, Zhan Tian just took out a wooden stick and searched again in the places where the war slaves had picked up.

Including today, it only took eight days for him to arrive in this world. As long as someone else comes to him, he does not want to have conflicts with others.

After picking it up for a while, he only found a small piece of broken leather, but nothing else was gained.

Seeing that these war slaves had no intention of leaving for a moment, he simply left here and looked elsewhere.

The rain has been quite heavy these days, and many places outside the site have been washed away by gullies. The garbage dumps before were washed away.

Looking slowly along the garbage dump, he found a few rusty iron bars from the rinsed garbage dump.

However, these iron bars have been buried underneath for a long time and are rusted very much. I don’t know if they can still be used after being ground.

I searched forward for a while, and a black, rusty object exposed a piece from the bottom of a garbage dump.

This thing looks like a piece of scrap iron.

Zhan Tian was delighted. If the scrap iron was not damaged too seriously, he might be able to make an iron hammer, and then it would be much more convenient to make crossbows and crossbow arrows in the future.

Speeding up, he quickly came to the garbage pile washed away by the rain and pulled out the black object.

"This is...the tile knife..."

Zhan Tian was shocked.

This rusty object has a two-finger-wide hilt, and a flat blade more than half a foot long in front of it.

It looks very similar to the "double-sided tile knife" on the earth!

Zhan Tian’s uncle is a famous "capable man" in the village. He will do work such as building houses, making doors and windows, smashing floors, pink walls, and pasting ceramic tiles. When villagers build houses, they will most of the time ask his uncle to help.

When Zhan Tian was in junior high school, every weekend or holiday, whenever he met, he would go to help with his uncle. He played with a tile knife and was also very expert!

This thing first glance reminded him of the double-sided tile knife he used to use!

"I thought too much again..."

Zhan Tian shook his head and said to himself.

After careful observation, this thing is just a broken half-broken iron sword!
Chapter completed!