Three days later.

On the riverbank, countless ragged homeless people are carrying sand.

"Brother Zheng, I'm so tired that I can't hold on. Zhang Xiaozhuo, a high school student, stuck a shovel into the ground and spread out his hands, only to see that his palms were full of blood blisters.

"Don't talk nonsense, if the overseer hears it, it's another whip. Zheng Gong, a little white-collar worker, said while looking up nervously, only to see a few overseers sitting in the shed drinking and laughing, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, and comforted: "You rest quickly, I'll help you watch." ”

"Brother Zheng, I really don't want to do it, these people are so bad that they don't even let go of my clothes and shoes, and now I have only a pair of underwear all over my body. Zhang Xiaozhuo, a high school student wearing a tattered and smelly shirt, simply sat on the muddy ground and began to wipe his tears, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

It has been three days since I came here to repair the embankment, and the newcomers in the space of the reincarnation of death have fully realized the hardships of the working people at the bottom of the feudal society, and on the first day of high school student Zhang Xiaozhuo, from coats to shirts, from sneakers to socks, all of them were snatched away, and what was thrown to him was a set of black clothes that I didn't know where to find them, but I protested, and Zhang Xiaozhuo was severely whipped by the supervisor.

"Am I not the same? bear with me, it will pass..." Zheng Gong comforted the high school student vigorously, but he immediately stopped talking, looked not far away, and frowned.

"Oh no, no..." A middle-aged man, also dressed in tatters, ran over under Zheng Gong's gaze.

Zheng Gong remembered that the middle-aged man was assigned to carry dirt, he was originally a teacher, but at the moment he was covered in mud and could hardly see his original appearance, but fortunately, the glasses he still wore on the bridge of his nose made Zheng Gong recognize him.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Gong had a bad premonition in his heart, and stepped forward to ask.

"That yellow-haired bastard..." The middle-aged male teacher gasped for two breaths before pointing behind him and saying, "That young man can't endure hardship, so he said that he wanted to donate the medicine on his body so that he could change his life..."

"What?!" Zheng Gong and high school student Zhang Xiaozhuo couldn't help but exclaim in low voices.

The yellow-haired gangster in the mouth of the middle-aged male teacher, Zheng Gong has the impression that it is a young man in his twenties, with a brave and ruthless appearance, and the props that came out of the newbie gift package are six tablets of "powerful antibiotics", which are claimed to be able to treat most diseases and viral infections, in this temporary team, this is also a very important prop, after all, people are not familiar with the place and the soil and water are not adapted, no one knows when they will get sick, this medicine is not changed.

"Bastard, this guy doesn't have any team spirit at all!" Zheng Gong scolded in a low voice, but immediately cheered up, the reason why the middle-aged male teacher came to inform him was because he was now the captain of this river embankment homeless detachment, and he had to come up with measures.

"How long has the yellow hair gone?" Zheng Gong asked.

"It's been almost an hour. The middle-aged male teacher sighed helplessly and said, "I have already come to inform you for the first time, there is no way, the supervisor is watching closely." ”

"You're doing a good job. Zheng Gong patted him on the shoulder, and at the same time, his brain was running rapidly, and said: "But a long time has passed, I'm afraid that bastard has already offered the medicine, this is not something we can solve, I think we should contact the government - gah?"

Zheng Gong stopped talking again in the middle of speaking, and the high school students and middle-aged male teachers who were listening attentively on the side also showed a trace of shock and fear on their faces.

"Death Notice: No. 45791, name Huang Luren, deceased, since this world is a novice trial mission, no points will be deducted for the single death team. ”

"This world is a trial quest for beginners, and the reinforcement mechanism will be activated when a member dies - the reward of the Grim Reaper has been activated. ”

"Death's Reward: For every death in this world, all remaining team members' physical attributes will be increased by 5%, valid only in this world. ”

"Death's Reward: Current death count: 1, remaining team members' physical attribute enhancement: 5%. ”

"New side quest released: Recapture the deceased member: No. 45791, name Huang Luren, belongs to the "powerful antibiotic", for each antibiotic recaptured, 100 reincarnation points will be rewarded. ”

The cold voice of "Death Reincarnation Space" echoed in his mind, and the three of them were stunned in place, and after a long time, high school student Zhang Xiaozhuo asked in a somewhat trembling voice: "Is this dead Huang Luren him?"

Zheng Gong and the middle-aged male teacher glanced at each other and nodded heavily.

"Well, that's not a pure bad thing. Zheng Gong forced a smile on his face and said, "Although I don't know what happened in the middle, at least no one will dare to offer treasures in the short term, and the physical attributes of all our personnel have improved..."

Zhang Xiaozhuo nodded silently, and squeezed his fist hard, although it was only a 5% increase in the basic attributes of his body, he felt that a lot of strength emerged in his body, as for not wanting to do something like that, he felt that he couldn't say it anymore, and his heart was full of strange grief - even if the dead guy was a bastard, it was also a fellow from the world, this is a kind of sadness of the rabbit and the fox...

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Zhangjiabao.

"Brother Zhao, the brothers won't send it, the front are all official disciples of Zhangjiabao. ”

"Brother Zhao, I wish you all the best in getting started, and when you become a formal disciple, don't forget to take care of it. ”

Several nursing homes surrounded Zhao Li, nodding their heads one by one, looking like dogs.

These nursing homes are not stupid, even if someone can be upgraded from the nursing courtyard to a formal disciple of Zhangjiabao in the past, but at least it will take several months, like Zhao Li, who triple jumped within a few days of entering the door, it is unprecedented, not to mention that Zhao Li beat the strong Wang Hu to a mess, and it proves his own potential, so these nursing homes can't help but not stutter vigorously.

As for what the initiation ceremony is, although these nurses are not very clear, according to the past situation, the pass rate is more than 90%, and it can be said that Zhao Li's identity as a disciple of Zhangjiabao is a certainty.

"Okay, thank you very much, I don't have to send it anymore. With a faint smile on his face, Zhao Li took back his small package from the hands of one nurse, and took back his gourd from the other nurse, and turned to walk towards the horse team outside the door.

According to the notice he received, this mysterious Zhangjiabao entrance ceremony was as short as one day and as long as three or five days, and all the people who could participate were official disciples of Zhangjiabao, so he prepared some food and luggage a little.

"Zhao Li, I'm waiting for you, get on the horse. Seeing Zhao Li coming, Steward Zhang, who was waiting at the door, pointed to an empty horse and signaled to him.

Zhao Li nodded, and got on the horse silently, although he had only ridden the horse for a while under the guidance of the groom two days ago, but with a little martial arts foundation, he could be regarded as having a preliminary mastery of equestrianism.

"Prince, everyone is here!" Steward Zhang also rode a horse and reported to a carriage in front of the team.

"Then let's go!" a male voice came from the carriage, and his voice was weak.