At dusk, the sky under the setting sun shimmers with the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the hazy twilight, a young man with a hunting bow on his back was hurrying along a stone path.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, with short blond hair and a fair and immature face, he looks like a half-grown child.

But the blue eyes, the eyes are deep and calm, but they lack the jump that should be there at this age.

As it darkened, Sean stopped and looked at the lights looming ahead.

Out of the city of Doron, he made a swift journey, and finally rushed back before dark.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.

It's been almost ten years since I came into this world.

Obviously blown to pieces, he woke up again and found that he was a five-year-old blonde boy.

In this medieval Western world, he has a new body, and coincidentally the boy's name is also Sean.

Sean habitually touched his chest, and since the day he came into this world, there was an extra black hexagonal tattoo here.

To his creep, the pattern of this tattoo was exactly the same as the talisman in his previous life.

It seems that his soul has inexplicably crossed into this world, and it should have something to do with this talisman.

Although it is incredible, it makes my scalp tingle when I think about it.

But Sean, who has experienced the cruel end times and crawled out of the pile of dead people countless times, has long been tempered as tough as steel in his heart.

After this cycle of life and death, Sean doesn't see anything lightly, and just wants to enjoy the peaceful life at the moment.

Thinking of this, Sean quickened his pace and walked towards the town of Greystone in the distance.

Graystone Town, located on the border of the Kingdom of Luolan.

To the west is the Alps, which stretch for thousands of miles, and on the other side is the vast Tanggula Heath, which is said to be the domain of the orcs.

But what the orcs really look like, even the old people in the town have never seen it.

Deep in the mountains lies an abandoned greystone fortress that is said to have been the frontier fortress against orc attacks hundreds of years ago.

That's how the name of Greystone Town actually came about.

In the past, it used to be the baggage base of the human alliance, and there was a wide stone road between Duolong City and Graystone Town, which was more than 100 miles away, and this road led to the Graystone Fortress deep in the mountains.

Unfortunately, with the passage of time, the road in the mountains is now overgrown with weeds.

Most of the road has been completely lost by the continuous landslides, and the remaining sections are covered with dense shrubs and weeds, and there is almost no trace of the road.

The town is not large, the buildings in the town are still in the style of the war, with walls several meters high, and neat stone houses are lined up in the town.

It's just that after hundreds of years of erosion, the walls and stone houses have become mottled and dilapidated, and they look dilapidated.

The population of the town is less than 1,000, all of whom are descendants of the garrison.

Because of the barren land around it, most of the residents of Graystone Town and several surrounding villages make a living by hunting and collecting medicines.

Although the taxes paid to the lord were not low, with the mountains on their backs, the people were still able to get by.

A few years ago, Sean's mother died of illness.

His father, Flender, used to be a hunter, and once broke his leg in the mountains, so he opened a grocery store in the town.

It is to use some daily necessities to barter with local hunters in exchange for some prey and herbs, and then go to Duolong City to sell them to earn some price difference.

Business is very cold, and I can't survive or starve anyway.

Mia, a younger sister of twelve, is usually in charge of household chores and helps her father manage the grocery store.

Sean, on the other hand, inherited his father's profession and became a hunter at a young age, going into the Alps every few days to hunt and collect medicine.

Flender sat in front of the courtyard gate, smoking his pipe, getting up from time to time, and going out of the courtyard to look for a while.

Finally, Sean walked into the courtyard, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

But when his son approached, he straightened his face.

"It's back......"

Sean nodded at his father, then put down his things and went back to the house with a bucket of water to wash.

Flender never knew what to say about this son.

Ever since he was five years old, he had become reticent.

Later, the family became difficult, the woman was sick in bed, he also injured his leg, and the two children were still young, all relying on the people of the town to help.

No one expected that Sean, who is usually quiet, would go into the mountains to collect medicine alone, and he was only seven years old that year.

Flender was worried every day, for fear that something would happen to his son in the mountains.

He said it a few times, but Sean just bowed his head and didn't speak, so that Flender couldn't do anything at all.

Other people's children, the father was scared to cry when he stared at him.

But his own son was not afraid of him at all, which made Flender very faceless.

This kid is really competitive, every time he picks medicine, he can return with a full load, and occasionally catch a few hares, pheasants or something.

If it weren't for him, the family really didn't know how to survive that hard time.

When he was nine years old, Sean secretly took a hunting bow about the same height as him, hid it from him, and went into the mountain again alone.

This time, my son didn't come home for several days.

Flender thought that he was lost in the mountains, and was so anxious that the whole town went into the mountains to help him find the child.

A few days later, the kid returned to Greystone with a large pile of prey.

Even the old hunters in the town have to admire him, saying that he is a good seedling of Orion.

From then on, Flender was even more worried.

Although there are few beasts on the edge of the Alps.

But this kid is too bold, who knows if he will go deep into the depths of the mountains, where legend has it that there are magical beasts.

The son is sensible, but it doesn't make people worry.

"Father, it's time to eat......"

The shouts of his daughter Mia interrupted Flender's thoughts.

He extinguished his pipe, got up, and limped into the house.

A cute blonde girl with fair skin and a bit of baby fat walked into the restaurant with a wooden plate.

"Is Sean back?"

Listening to his daughter's words, Flender nodded.

Mia turned her head to look at Sean's room, and shouted with a smile, "Sean, it's time to eat...... I made the broth ......"

Sean walked into the dining room, glanced at the food on the table, and then took out a tortoiseshell comb and handed it to Mia.

"I bought ...... in Dolong City"

Looking at the beautiful tortoiseshell comb in her brother's hand, Mia's eyes lit up.

"It's so beautiful...... Sean, this is for my ......"

Seeing Sean nodding, Mia snatched the comb and ran back to her room happily.

Sean smiled and glanced at his sister's back, took out another pipe, and handed it to his father.

Flender took the pipe and muttered, "Can't I use this pipe...... and spending money indiscriminately......"

Although he had a straight face, his eyes could not take care of the beautiful birch pipe.

In fact, he just said that Flender knew his son's ability.

Every time he came back from a hunt, Sean would go to Doron City once, and when he came home, he would stuff him with some silver coins.

Although he never asked, he could guess that this kid must have earned more money per month than the grocery store at home.

For this son, Flender didn't know whether to be relieved or helpless.

Sean sat down across from his father, picked up a slice of bread and ate it.

Dinner was simple, brown bread, cheese and broth, plus some vegetables.

Because of the lack of seasoning, the taste is not very good.

Although Sean brings back a lot of prey every time he hunts, Mia's cooking skills have not improved much.

The bread baked with rye flour is not small, a little black in color, and chews very rough like tree bark.

Crumpled earthy yellow cheese, Sean has been here for almost ten years, and he still can't get used to that taste.

Well, and broth.

In fact, it is all kinds of ingredients boiled together, and then poured into a wooden plate, looking at a slimy lump.

The diet of this world is just like that, and even some small nobles usually eat to deal with it.

The group of foodies in the previous life, if they crossed over, they would have to die headlong.

You can buy any spice in Duolong City, but the price is very touching, definitely more than gold.

It is said that the origin of these spices is in the far south, and he does not know how far away.

Sean eats a lot of food, and although the meal tastes the same as chewing wax, he doesn't care.

It would be good for those who had mixed up in the last days to live, but they were so hungry that they had to eat the flesh of the dead.

Mia came out of the room and looked even more cute when she looked like she had just combed her hair.

She ran over and hugged Sean and kissed her.

"Thank you, brother......"

Sean just smiled, didn't speak, and chewed the black bread in his mouth.

Flender looked up at them with a smile and continued to fiddle with the birch pipe in his hand.

Sean ate in a sullen voice, silently enjoying this warm atmosphere.

It was a long, long time ago.

Sean ate quickly, and after a while, most of the bread and broth on the table were wiped out by him.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "Tomorrow I will go into the mountains, and this time I will stay in the mountains for a few more days......"

After listening to his son's words, Flender was not calm again.

"Didn't you just come back, why don't you rest for a few days, there is nothing missing at home now......"

He nagged for a long time, seeing that Sean just lowered his head and didn't speak, knowing that persuasion was useless.

I could only instruct: "Then you be careful, don't go deep into the mountains......"

Mia next to her leaned over and gently hugged Sean.

"Brother, next time I come back, I'll make you a barbecue ......"

Sean smiled and nodded, gently hugged Mia, and then stood up and left.

Back in his room, Sean slammed the door and placed the wax table on the table.

He carefully removed the bedside cabinet, squatted on the ground and lifted a stone slab from the ground, and took out a wooden box from underneath.

Sean took off the leather pouch around his waist, put a dozen gold coins inside, and then restored the house to its original state.

After doing all this, Sean sat cross-legged on the bed, and after a while, the top of his head began to steam.

He practiced a set of nameless exercises.

It is the family inheritance of a master of inner boxing in the previous life, and it is said to have been passed down for several generations, and it is an authentic Taoist health preservation exercise.

This master of inner boxing is very powerful, and he is a master of inner boxing who has comprehended the dark energy.

And then the eggs.

In the face of the surging tide of corpses, once surrounded, even if it is a peerless master, he has to kneel.

The master of inner boxing was surrounded by hundreds of zombies, and at the moment of crisis, Sean came to his rescue.

In order to repay Sean, this master of inner boxing passed on this set of nameless exercises passed down from the family to him.

To be honest, Sean actually just wants to learn boxing from him.

In the last days of civilization, Sean is facing more than just a tide of zombies.

The collapse of order has annihilated human nature, and human beings are often more ferocious than zombies.

Therefore, he was very unimpressed with this set of nameless exercises.

He doesn't believe that there are peerless exercises in this world, and they are all things that the author of the novel made up in order to cheat money.

Unexpectedly, after trying to cultivate for a few days, he tasted the sweetness.

Although he didn't cultivate any True Qi internal power, his spiritual head became more and more sufficient.

Even if you are exhausted during the day, as long as you practice the Fa several times at night and sleep for another three or five hours, the next day you will be full of energy and no tiredness.

Coming to this world, Sean began to practice this set of exercises at the age of five.

After nearly ten years of cultivation, Sean's spirit, will, vision, hearing, and perception abilities are now very strong.

Not only is his mind clear, but what is even more incredible is that he even has the ability to defy the sky without forgetting.

The master also taught him what he was best at, Xingyi Fist, and taught him carefully for a few months.

In addition, various internal boxing methods such as Baguazhang, foot poke, and Tai Chi have also been selected to pass on some of the essence, and Sean can be regarded as entering the door of internal boxing.

Facts have proved that it is precisely because of this opportunity that Sean persisted in the last days for more than ten years.