Chapter 28: Who is the Farmer?

"It's a pity, those valuable golden silk nanmu."

Zoro looked out over the mist-shrouded town of Yanan from afar.

In the temple, there is a coffin made entirely of golden silk nanmu, which is estimated to sell for thousands of gold coins.

However, it has long been turned into a place of horror, don't think about it if you go!

"Destroy the city of the end of civilization, this world is really dangerous."

He thought of the vast city that overwhelmed the firmament, with a powerful force that he instinctively feared.

A majestic power above all else!

Previously, Griffin had said that the appearance of Doomsday City means that the trumpet of doom sounds.

The civilization that developed before was destroyed because of this.

Before the current civilization, there were civilizations, all of which were destroyed!

Whenever a civilization is broken and falls, it needs to go through thousands of years of cultivation and development before it can rise and prosper again.

"It's a bit like harvesting crops......"

Zoro had a terrifying guess in mind.

Generations of civilization are like crops that have been carefully tured and cared for, and have undergone a long period of development and growth.

When it is ripe, it will attract "farmers" to harvest the abundant grain.

So here comes the question -

Who is the farmer?

It's a scary and scalp-tingling guess just to think about.

No one wants to admit that they are just crops planted by others, waiting for the "farmer" to reap them.

This will definitely collapse civilization!

Sauron didn't think much more, and quickly walked away.

That bald man is so fast that even if he is injured, he can leave at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour.

Almost in a straight line, he didn't care about the ferocious beasts like the wolves.

This made him breathtaking, and the idea of secretly following it had to be discarded.

Demon hunters are all non-humans!

Sauron could only sigh like this, and walked honestly on the road.

The town of Yanan is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the east side has a road connecting with the outside world.

It takes more than 10 kilometers to reach the nearest village.

Fortunately, it has developed into the age of steam, and with the protection of many shotguns and rifles, these small villages can also gain a foothold in the wilderness.

Each of these small villages has its own militia that is used to clear out the many ferocious beasts and monsters that may appear.

As twilight fell, a blood-colored moon quietly appeared in the black sky.

The crimson moonlight shone on the land, turning everything into something eerie.

The ground is potholed, and there is no way to have any stone roads in this remote wilderness.

Walking on the road, he randomly picked some wild fruits from the mountains and forests to quench his hunger and thirst.

The night was full of danger in the wilderness, and Sauron did not dare to go far from the road.

Human caravans often pass by on the road, and many monsters in the wild instinctively stay away from the road.

Whew!

From afar, a wolf howl was heard.

It's not a wolf, it's clearly a pack of wolves hunting at night.

Their target appears to be a bison, and when a rapid roar is heard, it completely loses all sound.

Sauron stopped.

On the hillside in front of him, a black wolf like a calf appeared, and the green eyes of the other party looked extremely strange and terrifying in the night.

A dangerous lone wolf.

It stared at Sauron from afar, but finally quietly turned away.

Wolves are social animals, and lone wolves are often driven out after failing to compete for the leader.

Being able to survive on his own naturally has quite extraordinary intelligence and understands what a dangerous enemy is.

Sauron continued to walk along the road, the other party did not want to provoke him, and he did not want to provoke the other party in this night.

His current strength is only a little stronger than ordinary people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so despised by that bald man.

He maintains an unhurried pace to conserve his strength and prevent any accidents.

It wasn't until I walked for more than an hour that I finally saw a village in the wilderness from afar.

Surrounded by patches of cultivated farmland, he couldn't help but think of the "farmer" again.

When he approached, the militia stationed on the road at the entrance of the village held torches and shouted:

"Who?"

With his shotgun behind his back, Sauron raised his hands to show that he was not a threat: "I am from the town of Carlin next door, and I wanted to go to Psu City, but I was attacked by wild wolves on the way and escaped by luck. ”

Two stout men approached with shotguns in hand, and after seeing him clearly with torches, they finally relaxed a little.

Even if Zoro has an attribute improvement, he hasn't changed much, at most he is a little more mature, and he still looks a little immature.

At this point, he looked particularly miserable.

His hair was messy like a pile of weeds, his clothes were completely hollowed, and he could see some scratches on his skin, which was covered with mud.

It was this miserable appearance that made the other party easily believe his words.

One of the strong men reached out and patted him on the shoulder, full of sympathy: "Little brother, you are indeed too unlucky. ”

"yes, I didn't expect to encounter wolves. Luckily I had a shotgun, otherwise I would have been torn apart by the wolves. Zoro sighed.

In order to prevent the slaughtered town of Yanan from being implicated, he deliberately claimed to be a resident of another town.

Anyway, he will rest here at night, and he will leave early tomorrow morning, and he will not worry about showing his feet.

The militiamen took away his shotgun in case something happened.

Sauron used the wolf skin he was carrying on his back to exchange for a new set of linen clothes in the village.

and a rather fruitful meal, and the right to travel to Psu in a wagon.

After exchanging so many things, he still had 10 more golden gold coins in his hand.

The Fortune lady above is so beautiful, so beautiful that he can't help but want to kiss the two.

I don't know how many people have been running around and working for most of their lives to get the goddess, and they are extremely greedy to possess her.

Relatively speaking, the people of these villages are relatively simple in character, and they do not have the cunning and viciousness of those merchants.

After a little cleaning, Zoro was finally able to rest a little.

There were so many things going on today that he was already tired.

Kill vampires, become a demon hunter, meet the Eye Demon, see the city of doom......

Today's day's observations can completely write a magnificent fantasy novel.

"Enemy Attack !!"

As he slept, a terrible roar rang out, causing Zoro to suddenly open his eyes.

He stepped out of the guest room prepared in the village and saw that it was already brightly lit outside.

Torches were lit one by one, and a roaring fire was lit in the center of the town, completely illuminating the surroundings.

Zoro had just walked out of the room when he heard an angry voice outside, "Damn, this guy has definitely taken root with those niggers!" ”

"This guy is definitely a spy! Otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible for those to suddenly attack our village as soon as he came! ”

The others chimed in, and the dense footsteps got closer.

Boom!

The door was kicked open, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at his head, and he scolded: "Say, is it the you attracted!" ”