A seventh-grade elementary school apprentice, who was only thirteen years old this year, was standing on the top of the revolving lake at this time, looking at the north with a stupid expression, three or four miles west of the maple forest compound.

There, what was originally a small hill only a few meters high, has now become a large hillside tens of meters high, and on the south side of this large hillside, a tunnel with a width of 145 meters and a center depth of 2 meters leads straight to the southeast

It extends to the east side of the bamboo forest not far away.

Fang Tian was stupid for two reasons. First, I feel that the cultivators in this world are all cattle, tall and powerful. The second is the masses of animals composed of great strength, and that power is simply boundless, and it can make the civil engineering project so vigorous and vigorous without making a sound.

If these guys were to build pyramids, would they be able to build a dozen or so in a day?

If this guy were to build the Great Wall, would it be completed in the same day? And then in a month, he would be able to build a Great Wall that would enclose the entire earth?

These mallets!

When he came to a place not far from the artificial hillside and appeared in everyone's sight, I don't know who started, bent down deeply, bowed a big bow, and then said, "Thank you, Your Excellency Fang Tian!"

This of course refers to the escalation the day before yesterday.

This action, this sentence, is a fuse.

As soon as this person stood up after saluting, the next moment, dozens of scattered people bowed down at the same time, and shouted, "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

In the next moment, Fang Tian finally experienced for the first time what a spark could be, which could start a prairie fire.

Like an invisible wave hitting, I saw dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people in the field bow down one after another in a very short period of time, and they all said: "Thank you, Your Excellency Fang Tian!"

A person's voice, able to be heard.

The voice of ten people is very loud.

The voice of a hundred people can already be said to be impassioned.

And the gathering of the voices of these thousands of people is simply earth-shattering. For a while, even the mountains from far and near were transmitting this voice over and over again, "Thank you, Your Excellency Fang Tian!"

The scene, the atmosphere, is indescribable.

Fang Tian froze suddenly.

After standing at a loss for a long time, Fang Cai came to his senses.

Next, under the gaze of thousands of people in the field, Fang Tian walked step by step, towards the hillside that had only been piled up today, and when he reached the top of the mountain, Fang Tian first stood quietly for a while, and then bowed deeply to the north, to the east, to the south, and to the west.

After the four ceremonies, the audience was silent.

Silent.

The next moment, the sudden applause rang out and was overwhelming.

In the west, as far as Fang Tian's line of sight reached, far away in the sky, the sun had set over the valley.1 But there was an evening rainbow, stretching from north to south, like the most magnificent and splendid golden ribbon, hanging diagonally between the water and the sky, one end connected to the water, and the other end to the sky.

"Don't go back, everyone, tonight, I'll feast everyone. But please everyone, don't go home if you don't get full. When the applause fell, Fang Tian said quietly.

Late.

In Redstone Town, one hundred and thirty-four mercenary groups and their hotels were all mobilized.

On the west side of the maple grove, where the work started during the day, grills were erected one by one, and piles of fires were lit.

This was originally a barren place, and this night was more lively than ever. The night, broken by hundreds of campfires, the silence was broken by the gathering of thousands or more:

In fact, it is not a great feast.

All of a sudden, no matter how high Fang Tian's prestige and influence in Redstone Town were, he couldn't prepare a dish of food or anything in such a short period of time. ...,

If there are only ten or eight people, or one hundred or two hundred, it is not difficult. But how can these tens of millions of people be able to turn around?

But who cares about that?

It's just an ordinary tamale, just an ordinary barbecue, but it makes the enthusiasm and noise in the field boil.

At some point, someone suddenly asked in a loud voice: "Your Excellency Fang Tian, tell us the story of Kaspersky again!"

As soon as these words came out, the places that stretched out for miles in the four directions, suddenly changed from bustle to silence. No one was shouting, no one was coaxing, and for a moment, there was only the occasional crackling of the campfire in this large area.

There are some requests that cannot be refused.

For example, now:

After a pause, thousands of people in the audience heard a clear voice in the night, which was already familiar to many people present: "Okay!"

Before these words could be landed, the silence in the field was interrupted by the sudden noise.

Applause, cheers, whistles, excited stomping, like the tide, spread through the night and over the earth:

When Fang Tian came to the hillside platform again, the cheers in the field gradually subsided.

And in this situation, Fang Tian began the third chapter of Kaspersky's story.

There are many things that are always unexpected, such as now.

When will Kaspersky be talked about again? Before, there were countless people inside and outside Redstone Town looking forward to and speculating, some saying that it was once a day, some said that it was every three or five days, and some said that it was about every ten and a half days. No one speculates longer, not that longer is impossible, but no one wants to see such a situation.

But no matter how they guessed, they certainly couldn't have known the answer.

In fact, Fang Tian himself didn't know.

A few days ago, he was frightened by the number of cultivators who had suddenly gathered towards Redstone Town, or more precisely by the fighting and casualties that night, so he decided to use storytelling as a guide to divert everyone's minds.

One lecture a day!

But he spoke for the first time, and before the next day's story began, he was assassinated.

Far beyond his ability to cope, he can only passively accept the assassination of the result.

And after the assassination, a series of unthinkable things happened to him......

After clarifying his mind again, Kaspersky has been ranked for a few days that I don't know which day, in short, is it in the near future, at least, ten days and a half months should be wanted?

But today, this evening, and this scene now, is something he never expected......

But what else is there to think about and say?

When Fang Tian walked to the top of the slope, a qiē recollection and a qiē thought had already dispersed, and only the plot of Kaspersky's third episode flowed quietly in his consciousness like a stream. So then, under the expectation of thousands of people in the audience, in the gaze of tens of thousands of people inside and outside Redstone Town, following Kaspersky, a character called Long Aotian appeared on the stage of this world." ）