If it was Zhang Fan before gaining some kind of superpower, he might choose to find those people or even gangs who had helped him when he was down, or maybe he would also plan to select the best among those wandering orphans, and spend at least ten years to make them truly loyal. It's just that at this moment, Zhang Fan's mental strength is improving, and his intelligence is far from being comparable to ordinary people, and when he is not able to compare with others, the depth and even the degree of comprehensiveness are not comparable to the past.

Judging from Zhang Fan's experience in this world for many years, if it is not a relative or friend since childhood, but a new acquaintance after a certain age, there is a good chance that he will be unreliable in the face of real tests, or in the face of enough threats and temptations, even if there are people who can rely on this land environment, it is very rare to find a needle in a haystack. In a somewhat secular and civilized society, unconditional loyalty, or loyalty that is not expensive, is hard to find.

At this time, Zhang Fan could only hope to look for someone who was really reliable outside the territory, and Zhang Fan, who had not been walking the rivers and lakes for too short, had of course heard that some decent sects would introduce some people with obvious skin colors from the southern wilderness. These people have a hard time integrating into the secular society of the Eastern Plains, because they have difficulty dealing with ordinary people because of the language barrier, and they often become one of the most reliable slaves. And because he can't deal with the people of Dongyuan, the three views and characters that have been formed in childhood are not easy to be corrupted in this secular life. Of course, there are no absolutes in everything, it's just an extreme version of some kind of "foreign monks chanting scriptures".

Zhang Fan also made up his mind to go to the southern wilderness to see if there was an opportunity. Especially when the fierce battle in Zhongzhou crossed the border, Zhang Fan found that if it were not for his concerns, it might attract heavy troops to chase and intercept him, and those poisonous insects, poisonous snakes and even many poisonous traps that had been specially arranged with huge resources might be an insurmountable desperate situation for ordinary warriors, but they were not too much of a threat to himself who had a strong sense of danger. Thinking about it, even if many people in that barbaric realm were good at poison Gu and poison techniques, the power that ordinary tribes could use couldn't be compared to the Xishan Jianghu Realm at all, not to mention the bits and pieces that might be encountered in the wilderness. Thinking of this, Zhang Fan did not hesitate to start the southward journey.

Although Zhang Fan's own skills are not too outstanding, he still spent some effort in jumping and even moving quickly. Even if the road was not very easy to walk, and Zhang Fan needed to ask passers-by sporadically and even find the way, it didn't take more than seven days to travel about 3,000 miles from the Dongyuan to the edge of the legendary wilderness. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Fan did not travel along the post road, but took the mountain trail. Super spiritual power, the ability to move that is not inferior to that of fierce beasts, and even the ability to use spells that can cover targets as far as two miles away make Zhang Fan at this time, even if he is traveling in the wilderness, hunting and even purifying water is a very natural thing, and he will not feel much pressure because of this. The treacherous mountains and forests are a desperate situation for ordinary people, but they are nothing to Zhang Fan today.

At a distance of about 100 miles deep into this forbidden area, Zhang Fan felt the malice of this treacherous area, it seemed that because it was the rainy season in this area, coupled with some sweat on his body when he was traveling, Zhang Fan found that as soon as he stopped, many poisonous insects that felt like dragonflies flew towards him from all directions.

However, Zhang Fan didn't care about this, the thousands of poisonous insects, whether they were flying or crawling, would fall in bursts of fierce lightning as long as they were within a kilometer of him, and for Zhang Fan, it was just an extra hour to leave the more sinister place.

There are still some difficulties and obstacles for Zhang Fanlai, that is, no matter where he rests, it will not take too long to encounter the attack of this or that poisonous insect or semi-poisonous insect, which is not large but annoying. After two consecutive days and nights of going deeper into the wilderness for more than 500 miles, Zhang Fan still found a place where he could rest: the riverside like living water. Although there will be dangers of one kind or another in the water, for Zhang Fan at this time, those possible dangers are no longer even trouble.

After a thorough rest in the water, Zhang Fan went down the river, and soon experienced a tribe of considerable size, and many people who fished in the water. Of course, those who fish can't make up for their own big fish.

Regarding the rumors around the Savage Realm, Zhang Fan still heard some more introductions when he went south. It is said that in this treacherous land in the south, there are roughly two kinds of tribes. One is called the Near Barbarian or the River Barbarian, and the other is called the Far Barbarian or the Sea Barbarian. Generally speaking, the barbarian tribes that live along the rivers and even along the plains are relatively large, and there are decent ranks, the patriarch said. Normally, the number of troops that can be used at any time can reach three to five hundred, and in the case of full mobilization, thousands of soldiers can be raised quickly, and the equipment is relatively sophisticated. Several clans will also form "tribes" that can mobilize a total of tens of thousands of troops under extreme circumstances. Further south, those "far-reaching" or sea-barbarians mostly live in the coastal areas, and do not mainly cultivate and are not good at fishing, but live by gathering some on the seaside. These groups are also, to varying degrees, occasionally plundered by the "near-barbarians". It is said that the slave trade and exchanges with Dongyuan were mainly from those who were far away.

Zhang Fan's destination, of course, is also the "Yuanman" who is said to be thousands of miles away in the lower reaches of many estuaries. Because Zhang Fan's purpose was originally to obtain slaves of a certain scale. If there is too much, it will obviously be regarded as "leading beasts to eat people", and if there are too man, it is obvious that it will not play an adequate role. Based on the size of the guards around some of the big power leaders that Zhang Fan has heard of, maybe about three or five hundred people is just the right number?

The distance of about 1,000 miles in this deserted place is very far for ordinary people, but for Zhang Fan at this time, even if he has taken a lot of unjust roads, it will only take about four days to come to a village not far from the sea.

Unlike Zhang Fan's imagination, he didn't encounter any difficulties when he passed in front of some barbarian cottages, but when he openly approached the Yuanban villages that were said to have no leader, more like the Central Plains Deserted Natural Village, he obviously encountered strong hostility when he openly approached the Yuanban village, which was said to have no leader, and was more like an autonomous organization like a remote natural village in the Central Plains. Moreover, the other party does not seem to take it lightly because he is alone. When Zhang Fan was discovered by the residents of this area on his own initiative, in a short period of time, more than 200 people from more than a dozen villages gathered in the neighborhood, ranging from thirteen to fourteen years old, and up to forty or fifty years old, with a simple longbow in their hands, surrounded themselves from many directions and fifty paces away.

Of course, Zhang Fan doesn't lie in these things, he doesn't seem to be flustered when facing thousands of troops, and how much of a threat will these more than 200 strong archers pose to himself? The only thing that makes Zhang Fan a little curious at this time is: Obviously, these people don't pose the slightest threat to himself now, but Zhang Fan still feels more or less that the more than 200 bows and arrows around him that look very soft will bring him a sense of more or less trouble? Even if it is a poisonous arrow, it will not be like this? I was in Zhongzhou, but I had seen an overwhelming and powerful group of poisonous arrows.

The people surrounding him shouted several times one after another, but Zhang Fan didn't understand, just looked at these people with a calm smile, wanting to see what kind of fireworks these people could play in the end. After a few moments, the men finally retreated to a position about a hundred paces away from them, where they were clearly more loose and sparse, and spread their arrows. This made Zhang Fan a little surprised. Because it's obviously completely unreasonable. At this distance, such a soft bow and light arrows and even a sparse formation probably pose a certain threat to people who don't know martial arts, right?

At this moment, the surrounding sea barbarians also shot light-looking arrows with their soft bows, which looked like no more than one or two buckets. It's just that the arrow is very strange, there are no arrow feathers, but it can fly straight up, fly into the air more than twenty feet high, and then slowly fall downward. It seems that the power is probably not comparable to the light arrow cluster ordinary darts thrown by ordinary people who are familiar with martial arts.

It's just that when the light arrows like darts began to fall downward, Zhang Fan finally found some doorways: no matter which direction he went to dodge, the continuous rain of hundreds of arrows seemed to be aiming at the direction he was in and flying down.

Zhang Fan suddenly moved sideways when those arrow rain groups covered a distance of less than a few zhang or so from him, and at the same time blocked those continuous arrow groups with countless fierce lightning methods, but he suddenly felt an extremely nervous feeling.

Zhang Fan guessed with his experience of seeing a lot of plots: it might be that the poison would be scattered, so he didn't take it lightly. While holding his breath, he quickly dodged out with the help of the shield cover. And Zhang Fan had already seen that this soft arrow seemed to know that the penetration was insufficient, and it was aimed specifically at his exposed parts. As long as the exposed parts are under cover and intercept them with fierce lightning and lightning, you can dodge attacks that seem very strange.

It's just that what Zhang Fan didn't expect was that these "floating arrows" like eyes were so weird, and they even knew how to temporarily change the gliding route. There were many arrows that changed direction at a certain distance, and many stabbed Zhang Fan's knees, but Zhang Fan didn't feel the pain strangely, but just a moment later, Zhang Fan felt the numbness spread all over his body. The only thing that made Zhang Fan happy was that those people no longer unfurled their arrows when they saw this, but a total of twenty young men and women approached with ropes that were obviously intended to capture them.

Zhang Fan looked carefully into the distance, felt his own canopy, and his heart relaxed a little. There was no intention of rebelling at this time. These people obviously didn't know that they weren't warriors in the ordinary sense of the word, but warlocks who could cover attacks within a radius of up to two miles. If those people are going to be detrimental to themselves, it is obvious that more people can be counter-coerced near the other party's lair.

Contrary to Zhang Fan's imagination, he did not encounter the threat of capital punishment soon after he was physically captured. It seems that these are the first time that a true alien has been captured in battle. There are more than a dozen people trying to connect with themselves in different accents and languages.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Fan felt that these people should still be able to come and go. Therefore, all of a sudden, at this moment, he controlled a certain output ability to cast spells, and almost in a breath of time, the two or three hundred sea barbarian tribes gathered fell down in the miniature thunder like autumn wind sweeping leaves.

Then, the little bit of thunder gathered on several ropes on Zhang Fan's body, and soon the rope made of rattan broke under the precise high temperature, and Zhang Fan also got out of trouble at this moment.

Subsequently, under Zhang Fan's operation, thunder and lightning seemed to appear one after another in the direction of Zhang Fan's finger out of thin air. At this moment, when Zhang Fan saw those shocked looks, he could finally be sure: his trip should not be in vain, and he should have gained something in the end.

In the following days, Zhang Fan naturally changed his status, and it was as if he was worshiped by a god in this area. And Zhang Fan obviously didn't intend to be a chief here. Try to master the language of these people as much as you can with the wisdom and ability you have now.

Of course, even for Zhang Fan, whose memory is far from being comparable to ordinary people at this time, it is difficult to be a process that can be achieved overnight. However, in the following month or so, Zhang Fan still relied on his wisdom and barely managed to be able to reluctantly communicate with an old man in this area who was better at dealing with outsiders.

"You seem to have been attacked by outsiders in the past?"

The "wise man" who was good at communicating with outsiders looked at Zhang Fan's comparison on the sand table and even painting, and finally guessed a thing or two. Nodding, he wrote down the days in a relatively unique time unit that Zhang Fan had known about the people here before.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's heart was even more relaxed. With their own preparation and cooperation, it is clear that it will not be difficult to help the people here defeat those outsiders who can threaten them. At that time, the influence of his own god-man may not be limited to this small group of villages.