Yang Quan's goal is more ambitious, he wants to be a hero, a hero who is brave and helps others. The reason why he has this goal is because when Yang Quan was a child, there was a hero who saved one of their villagers, and since then he has been determined to become a hero.

On the Jiuzhou Continent, heroes are a kind of glory and a profession. The heroes maintain the stability of society, they fight the monsters that want to devour the human world all year round, and they are the guardians of humanity.

Heroes may be a high-risk profession, but the rewards and privileges that heroes have are also enviable, and many people choose to be heroes because of high rewards and privileges.

Yang Quan looked at the 200 yuan he had accumulated in the past few years, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, according to this speed of saving, when would he be able to save enough 2,000 yuan for the registration fee? Will it take decades? Is it so difficult to realize the dream?

"I'm not going to give up, I'm going to get up early tomorrow to catch bugs, and then I'll go deeper into the wilderness and see if I can catch some beasts. Yang Fist carefully hid the money, and decided to take some risks tomorrow to catch the beast and sell it for money.

Yangquan is worried about money here, and Wang Dayong's family is worried about another thing, that is, his son's right hand was cut off, at this time Wang Tianxia is sleeping on his kang with a pale face, and there are still big beads of sweat on his forehead, it seems that he may be having a nightmare.

"Dayong, you must find a way to cure the hands of the world~Woo woo~" A woman with a bumpy figure, a beautiful face, and a very-like charm cried to Wang Dayong.

"Okay, mom, don't cry, I'll take him to treatment tomorrow. Wang Dayong reached out and put his arm around Zhang Xiaolu's shoulders and comforted softly.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, before the sky was completely bright, Yang Fist got up early, cleaned up briefly, then locked the door, and walked towards the outside of the town filled with a faint mist.

Yang Quan had just left the village, and before he had gone far, he heard a motorcycle sound of "Tutu Tu ~" behind him. Yang Quan set off earlier today than before, and he was curious, who would go out on a motorcycle so early?

Yang Fist turned around and looked back, and in the hazy fog shadow, he could only see the shadow of a person riding a motorcycle, and when the person came closer, Yang Fist saw that it was the mayor of the town, Wang Dayong.

Wang Dayong rode the only motorcycle in the village, and on the back seat of the motorcycle sat Wang Tianxia, Wang Tianxia looked relatively weak, and a strip of cloth was tied to Wang Dayong's body to prevent him from falling.

Wang Dayong rode his motorcycle very fast, and Yang Quan originally wanted to kindly remind Wang Dayong to pay attention to safety in the fog, but Wang Dayong seemed to be in a hurry, and passed by Yang Quan like a gust of wind, Yang Quan looked at the father and son who disappeared into the fog in a blink of an eye, and could only shake his head helplessly.

After leaving the town, Yang Fist walked along the path all the way to the east, there was a ditch to the east of Blackstone Town, which used to be a river in the early days, but in recent years the river has dried up, and it has become a dense forest.

Probably because it used to be a river, the trees grew taller and the weeds were greener than in other places.

With dense plants, naturally there are more insects and animals gathering, and of course, with them, monsters. A few years ago, people from other villages wanted to come to the vicinity of this ditch to cut wood, and the group was very well prepared, bringing not only logging tools, but also homemade shotguns.

Although the shotgun is homemade, it is not comparable to a serious firearm, but the power of these homemade shotguns should not be underestimated, this homemade shotgun may not be easy to use for long-range attacks, but within three or five meters, even a wild boar can blast you out of a hole.

The group went into the ditch when they were ready, and for the first few days there was no danger, except for some ordinary beasts hanging from afar, but after a few gunshots, they all scattered and fled.

The people who had driven away the beasts began to cut wood, and looking at these tall and large trees, the group felt that the opportunity to make a fortune had arrived, and they all sighed that wealth and wealth were in danger.

The group gradually marched towards the ditch, until a week later, they came to the depths of the ditch, a rat-like demon beast suddenly rushed out, killed one person on the spot, and then two claws in a row, tearing the two in half on the spot, and more than a dozen people took out their shotguns to shoot, but this red-clawed rat was extremely sensitive, and disappeared into the woods with a turn.

The F-class red-clawed rat then engaged in a fight with the group, taking advantage of the woods to hide and tearing five more people apart as they retreated. Several other people escaped from the ditch with a crawl, and then the news that there was a rat demon beast in the ditch also spread, and the people in the nearby villages no longer dared to pay attention to this ditch.

Yang Quan walked for about an hour and came to the front of the Red Claw Gully, he stood on the path, looked at the Red Claw Gully with dense trees growing below, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the ditch.

The Red Claw Gully is indeed more dangerous, but Yang Fist still decided to venture in, it is okay to catch insects around the town to eat, but if you want to get meat that can be sold, you can only rely on luck.

But the red claw ditch is different, the red claw ditch is full of plants, there are more wild vegetables and insects, there are many rabbits, wild boars, pheasants, etc., the only danger is the F-level demon beast red claw rat from the ditch, but as long as it is not deep, the danger factor should not be large, Yang Quan thought.