Chapter 29: Provocation to each other
Zhang Feng saw the angel again!
His doubts about the battlefield were even greater.
What is war?
And why did the angels come?
Until the angel escorted the middle-aged man and disappeared into the whirlpool, the thunderclouds dispersed.
The light fell on Zhang Feng's eyebrows and gradually melted into his brain.
Fragments of memory mosaic, all kinds of knowledge fusion.
Zhang Feng felt that these memories belonged to him, like what he had experienced.
Even so clear that even the appearance of some monsters, the weakness was in his head.
He tried to find out from his memory about the mutation of the Earth, but he didn't.
The middle-aged man's name is Qing, and this is the only information about him. There is nothing about the war that Qing said, either.
When he searched for the location of the third-level battlefield altar, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and gritted his teeth: "The bayonet of the bastard is really not good. β
The man had pointed out to him not the location of the altar at all.
In a claustrophobic space, it is simply impossible for people from low-level battlefields to be smuggled into high-level battlefields.
And the entry of people from the high-level battlefield here is also a point of no return.
If you can't find the stowaway node, you'll be trapped in a claustrophobic space.
And that so-called space node is a monster, a level thirty rare soul.
At his level, if you pass, then you will die.
At the same time, Zhang Feng read an exciting news in the memory of a middle-aged man.
The stone chamber where the middle-aged man was sealed was very huge, and Zhang Feng kept cutting a corner of the stone chamber with his war knife.
Pieces of boulder were chopped up and tossed aside like tofu dregs.
A straight passage leads all the way down to the stone chamber.
It wasn't until Zhang Feng's sword made a clanging sound and made a sound of colliding metal that he stopped and slowly used his hands to rip open the dirt around him.
It's a one-foot square tin box.
From Qing's memory, Zhang Feng had already read the information about the two things here, and he still couldn't help but want to take a look.
There was a copper lock on the top of the iron box, and Zhang Feng directly twisted it vigorously and slowly opened the iron box.
There was a thin book and a small black pill inside.
Zhang Feng first used Scout on the scroll.
Rage Flask Recipe:
Quality: Gold 3 stars!
Description: Berserk Elixir made from dozens of minerals and medicines has the power to make people go berserk. Using Berserk Potions, increases one's own family name by 100% within five minutes. After the effect wears off, it does not work again for six hours.
The golden three-star potion, such a surname, Zhang Feng took a breath of cold air.
If you take the berserk potion, you can have 20,000 combat power in five minutes of berserk.
If you encounter a boss, the multiplied power explodes, and even if you are defeated, it is the capital to survive.
In Qing's memory, this was dropped by sixteen of them killing a boss at that time. It's a pity that no one has the ability to practice medicine, so things have been kept by Qing's side until they are sealed in a claustrophobic space. γ
Level 50 boss drops, will this thing be bad?
Zhang Feng solemnly put away the formula and picked up the black ball.
King Kong Spider Web Bullet:
Quality: Gold 1 star.
Description: Consumes last name items. The Vajra spider silk is extremely tough and extremely powerful, and once attached to the body of a living being, it will greatly limit the speed of life.
Zhang Feng pinched the vajra bead net bullet, his eyes narrowed slightly, put away his things and climbed out of the stone room.
There was a black pressure overhead, and countless souls screamed and pounced.
"Forget Qing to leave, there is no seal here." Zhang Feng swept out with a war knife in one hand and an insect demon spear in the other.
Vast swaths of souls were swept down.
Pieces of dark crystals were packed into the ring.
Blackie's body shape is close to that of an adult cow, showing that he is still in his juvenile state.
After several hours of struggle, Zhang Feng once again broke out of the claustrophobic space.
There were nearly fifty people around the blacksmith shop, all of whom had weapons in their hands, staring at Zhang Feng.
All around, more people gathered in piles to point and point.
"The person with the bayonet, I heard that Qinglong will appear here after receiving a mission, and he is blocking people."
"It's going to be a fight again, I don't know who will win?"
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Quite a few people whispered.
Zhang Feng looked at the two people led by him.
An old man with gray hair, a tall physique, and a red face, not angry and arrogant.
The other Wu Daode was sluggish and pale.
Obviously, Wu Daode was not lightly angered by Zhang Feng.
The tall old man looked at Zhang Feng and said with a hideous expression: "You are Qinglong?" β
"You're a blood knife?" Zhang Feng looked at the old man and guessed the identity of the old man.
"Lao Tzu is a blood knife." The old man gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Feng and said: "Kill my grandson, vomit blood from my son, Lao Tzu is here to challenge you." If you have a kind of green dragon, accompany me out of the camp, and the two of us will never die. β
Zhang Feng exclaimed: "Kill the grandson and come the son." Why can't your son fight, you, who are grandfathers, also come up, it's really three generations of grandparents and grandchildren going into battle. β
"Qinglong, you-" Wu Daode heard clearly on the side, his son's hatred, his own insulted hatred rose up again, trembling and pointing at Zhang Feng and said sharply: "If you have the ability to get out of the camp, Lao Tzu and you will never die." β
Zhang Feng looked at Wu Daode and said, "Okay, it's here, let you do it first, so that you don't have to say that I bullied you." β
"You, **-" Wu Daode couldn't help but speak violently, gritted his teeth angrily, and his face became whiter.
Whoever doesn't know who in the camp will die first.
Qinglong is the only one who does his hands in the camp without being cared for by the guards.
Now Qinglong has such words to provoke him, which is obviously saying that he is incompetent.
"Son, this kid has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, don't talk nonsense with him." The blood knife stretched out a finger and said: "Qinglong, the old man gives you a day to think about it, if you don't accept the old man's challenge, then anyone who comes out of the camp, the old man will be killed." I call you a covenantist, not a covenantist, and you will surely die if you fall into my hands. β
Zhang Feng smiled: "Why do you want to play ruthlessly? β
As he spoke, Zhang Feng stretched out a finger and said, "Blood Knife, I respect you as an old man, and I don't care about today's affairs with you." I'll give you a day to think about it, and tomorrow you'll come here again to bother me, and will you believe that I'll kill you again in the camp? β
Zhang Feng's voice became louder and louder, and finally it was as sharp as a blade, and the cold light of his eyes burst out, like two sharp swords piercing the bloody knife.
The tough momentum, combined with the strong strength in the hearts of outsiders, the person with the bayonet suddenly felt his scalp tingle.
Zhang Feng has already done this kind of thing once, is he afraid to do it again?
At this moment, except for the blood knife and Wu Daodao, everyone who had bayonets had a feeling of being held on the neck by a cold blade.
They were covered in hairy and sweaty.
The Blood Knife is one of the five knives of the bayonet, and it has always cultivated a tough posture and domineering spirit.
However, today, he was half a point weaker in the face of Qinglong, and he was stunned by Zhang Feng's words for 0.2 seconds.
When the blood knife came back to his senses, he suddenly waved his hand in annoyance for the half point he was pressed by the green dragon, and said sharply: "Okay." Qinglong, I want to see if you have that ability. The old man does what he says, and anyone who goes out, the old man will be killed. β
"See you tomorrow, don't bother me."
Zhang Feng waved his hand to drive away the blood knife, "I still have a task to do, if you are okay, can you disappear for a while." To tell you the truth, when I see you bayonets, I feel an urge to make up. β
"You-" The Blood Knife is also a person of grace, but he is also a little annoyed by being driven away by such a tired attitude.
But Qinglong didn't accept the challenge, and he didn't care about it, so he couldn't do anything.
The only way you can meet a scoundrel is to be more scoundrel than him.
But in this camp, you can't fight, you can't do it, you can't do it, no matter how scoundrel you are, you will never be a scoundrel but a green dragon.
Even if you know that Qinglong is angry with you, you can only endure it.
The bloody knife beckoned, and a group of bayonet brothers who wanted to provoke a war found that this time they wilted again.
One by one, their heads drooped, and their morale was frustrated, and they left behind the bloody knife.
Among the onlookers, many more clenched their hands into fists, extremely dissatisfied with the bayonet.
The Blood Knife even threatened to slaughter them outside the camp, it's not like treating them as human beings at all!
They are not members of the Covenant, so is it useful to threaten the Covenant with them?
"It's too much to say kill." Someone clenched his fists and glared angrily at the backs of the bayonet crowd, infinite resentment.
"Damn, the bayonets are so crazy that they don't treat us as human beings at all. If one day Lao Tzu becomes stronger, I will fucking cut all the people with bayonets. β
"I wouldn't have gotten out, I'd rather stay in the camp than go out these days. I'd like to see what the bayonet can do in the camp? β
"If the Covenant and the bayonet fight this time, and Lao Tzu supports the Covenant, and asks for people to pay for money, I want to fucking watch the people with bayonets die."
"Count me in, I'd rather exchange one with a bayonet for one!"
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The hatred of the bayonet had been planted long before the last time the bayonet was arrogantly clamoring to rule the camp.
The people of this camp did not have a good impression of bayonets.
was slaughtered by the green dragon once, and the bayonet that came again not only did not relent, but became even more arrogant and arrogant, openly shouting in the camp.
Faintly, the dissatisfaction of the camp people with the bayonets had begun to escalate, and those who could not be cruel to the bayonets were killed.
Zhang Feng didn't know about the psychological changes of these people.
In his eyes, as long as the bayonet is not provoking the Covenant, then everything is none of his business.
After the Blood Knife and the others left, Zhang Feng saluted Arroyo: "Mr. Arroyo, I need to customize a set of hooks, can you finish it before twelve o'clock at midnight?" β
"Rest assured, respected warrior, I will make you the perfect set of hooks."
"Thank you." Zhang Feng told Arroyo about the length of the hook chain and the style of the hook and claw.
"What a delicate piece." Arroyo looked at the drawings and was amazed, and had already picked up the tools and started to make them.
Zhang Feng left Arroyo, returned to the tent and cooked some food first, and then after resting, he gave Chubby the formula of the berserk potion.
Chubby is with Zhao Weiguo.
A little crook, the chief thinker of a monopoly, and two geniuses are devised a set of business science.
As soon as the formula for the berserk potion was taken out, the eyes of the two people suddenly lit up.
Zhao Weiguo pinched the formula and said, "Good things, good things." Qinglong, you've got something amazing. Not much, as long as I can produce three bottles, I can help you get back at least 500,000 Earth Coins. β
"I'm not good at running a business. I trust Mr. Zhao, and I am confident that you will become the economic pillar of the Covenant. As for what you need, if we people can get it, just ask. β
Zhao Weiguo looked at Zhang Feng gratefully and said, "Thank you very much for your trust." In these last days, there are still people who look up to old decay, and old decay will certainly serve the covenant with all their hearts. β
Saying that, Zhao Weiguo got up and bowed deeply to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng hurriedly helped Zhao Weiguo up and said, "Mr. Zhao, it's wrong for you to do this." The covenant is just an organization, everyone is together, there is no need to engage in this kind of etiquette. What's moreβ"
Zhang Feng was a little embarrassed and said: "You are older than my father, and I can't stand this kind of courtesy to me." β
"Haha, that's old and wrong, and it won't be in the future."
Zhao Weiguo laughed.
"Zhang Feng, help me collect some chips in a while, and I'm going to exchange for Gegina's mission." Lan Lan came in from outside the tent at this time, and when she saw that Zhang Feng was also there, she immediately stepped forward happily and grabbed Zhang Feng.
"Ggina's mission?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, and said casually: "You can put that task aside." The glory value of the exchange is only a hundred, and it also costs 2,000 chips. You go to Kroll's and buy a map and ring first, then throw it away and buy it again, Kroll's will give you a task to map the battlefield, you just have to walk through a fixed area to complete the task. This is a chain quest that can be exchanged for a Silver Five-Star Agility set. You sit down on this mission, and the chips that Ggina wants are almost collected. β
"Huh, how do you know?" Lan Lan looked at Zhang Feng in surprise.
Now everyone is in the exploration stage of the task, and no one knows the process of a task. And as soon as Zhang Feng opened his mouth, he seemed to be very clear.
Zhang Feng was also stunned at this time.
It's obviously Qing's memory that's at work.
But does anyone believe this?
Zhang Feng shrugged his shoulders calmly and said, "I originally wanted to tell you too." Because I lost a map and ring, I went to rebuy it, and it turned out that Krolle wanted to give me this task. You know the strength route I take, the agility suit is useless. β
"Really?" Lan Lan looked at Zhang Feng with some disbelief.
"Can I lie to you? You'll find out next. This mission is the only one, and if you go late, you will be robbed. β
"I'll try." Lan Lan left in disbelief.
Zhang Feng went to the barracks again and exchanged a few pieces of equipment for a few mines. PS: Let's explain it a little bit more. According to the modern name for white gold, white gold should be called platinum, which is a rarer metal than gold, but it does not contain gold. So, for the sake of disagreement, white gold is white gold and gold is gold.
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