"Is it going to rain? It's damn weather, I don't know what's going on at home, my parents can't find me, are they going crazy!

A teenager in tattered armor looked up at the sky and spat out a swear word.

The young man's face was dark and he couldn't see his appearance for a long time, and the only thing that couldn't be concealed was the shining eyes.

At this time, he was sitting on a large bluestone, and the armor on his body that did not fit well and looked really big was tattered, and he could no longer see the previous color.

Rather than calling it an armor, it would be more appropriate to call it a broken iron sheet.

The thin figure of the young man looked nondescript and somewhat funny in the armor.

At night, dark clouds are constantly hovering in the sky,

It was like a huge whirlpool, as if it was about to swallow everything under its feet......

He complained indignantly to the sky, and then as if he realized something, Fang's face, which was still full of anger, instantly smiled a little.

"The world is unpredictable, isn't it? ”

The young man waved his hand fiercely into the air, vented his dissatisfaction, stood up, turned around and jumped down the big bluestone neatly, no longer paying attention to the dark clouds overhead.

A thunderclap flashed, as if to say goodbye, and as if to tell everyone.

It's going to change......

The young man's long black hair was messily draped behind his head, and he looked like he hadn't been groomed for a long time, and he had completely blended into the thing on his body, and his face was also black.

"This body, really.... It's worse than my previous one! I can't figure out how this guy survived. It's not okay to walk a few steps, but fortunately there was old Bond a few days ago, otherwise he would have died young. ”

The young man naturally knew his physical condition and smiled bitterly.

With a wry smile, the young man's mind couldn't help but go back to what it was like back then.

On the magnificent battlefield, countless people are holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, wearing good and bad armor, constantly fighting and shouting......

And the boy also appeared here inexplicably at this time.

To be precise, it was his consciousness that suddenly appeared here, but his body was not his own.

The tattered armor, along with a spear sharpened from a bamboo-like plant, became his only support.

"Damn, this! Is this a movie? Lao Tzu isn't dreaming?"

The young man who had just arrived at the treasure land rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he was caught off guard by a sudden cold wind behind his head, and a knife shadow flew straight towards his brain, which was only enough time for him to make a frightened expression, and he couldn't even beg for mercy.

Protagonist...... Can't even survive an episode?

Inexistent!

"Poof"

Fortunately, the boy was rescued.

An equally simple spear peeked through the assailant's chest, splattering blood on his face......

This directly caused him to sit on the ground in fright.

By the way, well, peed pants.

"Hey, boy, how the hell do you dare to be stunned in such a place! Hurry up and give me a hemp to slip over! Do you want to die?"

A thin old man, panting, pulled the bamboo spear out of the body of the sneak attacker, except for the heavy gasp, the calm words and expression......

It even makes Kitagawa have a ......

The old man seemed to have just slaughtered a cow and sheep......

The man he had penetrated was still twitching desperately on the ground.

That was the first time he had met Old Bond.

It was also the first complete sentence he heard in this strange world for the first time.

Although it was not his native language, it was not a language he had spoken for more than twenty years.

However, he can actually understand.

Of course, those rushes and kills on the battlefield, and of course my words to wipe your grandma don't count.

"Ah...... Kill, help, Uncle Policeman!"

Beichuan finally woke up from his stupor, and pointed to the man next to him who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, hysterical.

"Shut up, uncle!"

These were the last words the boy heard during that battle.

Then, something like the sole of a shoe flew in front of his eyes.

As for then?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, he didn't die, he survived smoothly, and he had nowhere to go, so he could only finally follow the old man to the place where he was sitting now.

A makeshift camp filled with slaves and prisoners of war.

Since then, the teenager has been reassigned a new identity.

slave

Responsible for digging trenches!