Wang Xiaotian didn't know how much effort the White Ear Sacrifice, Kuka, and the Leopard Girl Black Neck had put in to protect him, and even did not hesitate to make enemies of the tyrannical chieftain. He was now sitting on a boulder, looking at the setting sun in the west.

The sunset is like gold and fire, dyeing the mountains all over the world, looking around, thousands of miles of peaks and peaks are picturesque. A line returns to Hong, draped in the sunset, flutters long wings, crosses thousands of mountains, and the sound is clear, one after another. With the breeze blowing on your face, you can take a deep breath of the air rich in oxygen ions and the fragrance of plants and trees, and it will immediately refresh your heart and spleen.

He was immersed in this comfortable state and fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, it was already the middle of the moon and the stars were dotted.

He hurried down, lit a bonfire, roasted the ground, spread hay and leaves, and camped.

According to the agreement, Wang Xiaotian drove for five days and came to the designated area.

In this forest, the vegetation, trees, birds, beasts and insects that infest everywhere do not look much different from the vicinity of the small village of the barbarians, but they are more reckless and primitive, and there is no trace of human or orc arrival at all.

He first spent a day and figured out the area around him for hundreds of miles. Then, a huge tree near the creek was chosen as his home.

If you only live for three or five days, you can make do, but if you live for a long time, you can't make do. Especially in this uninhabited forest, it is necessary to have a long-term plan to be calm.

Living is nothing more than food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Clothing, there are prey in the forest, you can hunt for fur to wear in winter, you can also collect kudzu stems, spin into cloth to make clothes, but it is troublesome, you need to make a loom.

Food, there are fish in the water, and there are prey that inhabit the stream along the stream, and there are fruits such as apples, pears, apricots, plums, and peaches and nuts such as acorns, chestnuts, walnuts, pine nuts, and hazelnuts on the trees, and you can't go hungry.

lived, and built a hut directly on the tree with branches and bamboo. In the future, when you have the conditions, you can cut down trees and build a small wooden house to shelter from the wind and rain.

Okay, for now, I can only rely on two legs.

And in order to live in the forest for a long time, he found "botany", "zoology", "mineralogy", "a thousand tips for survival in the wild" and "tanning" from the Tower of Babel for a few days, and studied it carefully.

At a glance, the basic conditions for long-term life are in place, but many details still need to be carefully planned.

First of all, there is the issue of utensils. There are no pots and pans and other utensils, so you need to take soil and burn pottery.

Secondly, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Sewing, fishing, and hunting all require more handy tools.

Thirdly, there is no food reserve for the winter. It's still autumn, and you can hunt and fish. Once it is winter, everything is depressed, and the traces of prey are difficult to find, so how to feed your stomach? Therefore, many things must be prepared quickly.

Wang Xiaotian thought about it for a moment and quickly made a plan. Every day, in addition to their own food, they must catch more fish, cut them clean, and salt them for winter.

After fishing, clay is also taken to make pots and pans and other household utensils, these utensils are first made of mud tires and placed in a cool place, and then burned with fire when the shade is dry.

As for the salt, there is a rock salt hundreds of miles away, and the animals go there to lick a few mouthfuls to replenish the salt. He can take advantage of the fact that there are no beasts to knock a few pieces of rock salt and save them.

At present, the hunting tools only have the most primitive stone cluster arrows, which have limited lethality, and can only shoot pheasants and hares, and the larger animals cannot be killed. It would be nice if it was metal. It is better to make iron, and the lethality of arrows is higher than that of copper.

Iron ore is easy to find, and on the way here, he once found an exposed iron ore vein. But how can iron ore be smelted?

At this time, a system prompt appeared in Wang Xiaotian's mind, "Do you want to learn smelting skills?yes/no?" followed by the character "^_^", flashing and flashing, full of pride.

Wang Xiaotian was very strange, did the system take the wrong medicine today? Why did he come up with these tricks? This question was just that he did not receive a reply from the system. He didn't think much about it, and hurried to get down to business. So, he chose yes.

Immediately after, he felt that the original incomparably abundant force in his whole body was swept away, and a burning heat came out of his heart, and it was divided into two under his neck and transmitted to the left and right, shoulders, arms, wrists, palms, Wang Xiaotian felt that the upper half of his body was already burning.

He raised his hands, palms up, and looked intently, feeling the heat suddenly jump out of his palms.

"Whew!" two streams of crimson flames erupted from his palms, then coalesced into a raging flame that scorched his eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair.

Wang Xiaotian was so frightened that he immediately collected his skills, and the flames disappeared.

Wang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up happily. It's amazing that there is such a skill! With this skill and iron ore, not to mention arrows, swords can be made by themselves.

It's just that...... Wang Xiaotian checked his Force and couldn't help but sigh. This ability is completely powered by the Force, and the duration of the fire directly depends on the user's own Force.

Wang Xiaotian estimated that in the third-level force state of ordinary people, the force flame lasted no more than a minute, and they could burn all their own force out. That is, he is a freak with a force capacity a hundred times that of ordinary people, so he can use this skill.

Even if he is so talented, in the state of the third-level Force, he can't withstand the terrifying consumption of this skill, and basically can't smelt a few pieces of ore, so he has to cultivate to replenish the Force. Only after the liquefaction of the Force has been completed can it withstand such a large consumption.

It's just that the liquefaction of the Force is a water mill, and there is no hurry. At present, iron ore can only be smelted in small batches to obtain valuable metals.

Since then, Wang Xiaotian has been busy with tension. During the day, fishing, hunting, transporting iron ore. At night, he used his smelting skills to smelt iron ore, and until he exhausted his Force, he hurried to cultivate, and when he was too tired, he fell asleep.

It took him seven days to smelt a fist-sized mass of pig iron from hundreds of kilograms of iron ore. With pig iron, carbon is added to turn into steel, and finally arrowheads.

In this process, Wang Xiaotian discovered that his skills can not only smelt metal, but also shape metal!

Originally, after smelting iron ore into steel, he also needed to beat the steel with an anvil and a hammer to make arrowheads.

Now he doesn't need to use the Force to manipulate the metal, with the high temperature of the flame, he can directly shape the steel and make the shape he wants, which greatly improves the efficiency and success rate!

In just one night, a ball of steel turned into ten arrowheads. Attach the shaft of the arrow and glue the feathers with boiled fish glue. Wang Xiaotian tried to shoot it, and the effect was far beyond what he thought.

In addition to fishing, hunting, and picking fruits, in order to avoid the aphasia caused by living alone, Wang Xiaotian also spends an hour every day to recite poems and songs, which naturally come from the first floor of the Tower of Babel, on the countless bookshelves.

Able to read and write, he is also semi-literate. So in addition to memorizing, he also had to spare an hour to practice calligraphy.

Then there is the most important task, which is cultivation. Level 3 Force Promotion Level 4 requires the Force to liquefy and quench. In this process, impurities and impurities are removed from the Force to further purify the Force.

Although the quantity and volume of the purified Force are greatly reduced, there will be a qualitative leap in quality.

Over the past thousand years, countless cultivators have verified a law with their own cultivation achievements: the purity of a person's Force determines how far he can go in the future. It's like laying a foundation, and although you can't see it after the house is built, it's incomparably important.

If the foundation is not solid, it may be fine to build one or two floors on it, but it will definitely collapse if you build more floors.

It is not that many cultivators cannot be promoted to a higher Force level, but because when they are promoted from level 3 to level 4, the purity of the condensed Force is not enough, and when they encounter a bottleneck in promotion, they cannot withstand the impact of breaking through the acupoint barrier on their bodies. If forcibly escalated, his entire body could collapse completely.

Therefore, the process of condensation and purification must not be laissez-faire, and it needs to be guided by attention throughout the process, not to mention lazy.

However, these hard work and dedication are very worthwhile for outstanding talents with outstanding talent and great potential.

Many wealthy families will deliberately guide their outstanding children to condense, liquefy, and purify the Force little by little, and even take the trouble to repeatedly condense and purify until they reach the limit, in order to lay a solid foundation as much as possible.

As for the children with ordinary qualifications, they will not let them waste too much time, and will even use drugs to stimulate them to increase their condensation speed, because they are only used as cannon fodder. Even if it is cultivated at a high cost, future achievements are limited.

Wang Xiaotian didn't want to be used as cannon fodder, let alone be buried in the mouth of a strange beast. In order to survive in the dangerous forest, he must condense and refine the Force and lay a solid foundation for the future advancement path.

In order to make the most of his time, he had to eat and sleep. He got up at dawn, washed up, and made breakfast while reciting poems and articles, and after breakfast, he began to practice stabbing and slashing until noon.

Then continue to cook while reciting poems. Rest for an hour after eating, and then practice calligraphy for an hour. After practicing calligraphy, go hunting or spearfishing, or gather ore to smelt into metal, collect clay to make pottery, cut wood to make wooden houses, and so on.

When it was almost dark, he made dinner, recited poems, ate, and then continued to practice the Force until midnight before falling asleep.

The days passed day by day in a busy way, and Wang Xiaotian grew up little by little. The sun and the moon alternate, the cold comes and the summer comes. In the blink of an eye, the one-year covenant is about to be fulfilled.

Wang Xiaotian has completed the liquefaction and quenching of the Force, broke through Yushu, and was promoted to the fourth-level Force. Comprehended a rare skill "Burst".

This skill compresses the Force and outputs it to the target through a carrier, and then the Force explodes instantly, causing massive damage, which can be used both in melee combat and in ranged attacks.

Currently, the Tower of Babel system prompts "Learn 10 skills, and the progress has become 6/10." "Kill 1,000 animals. It became 322/100 (completed). And the words also turned green.

He counted the time, there should be about ten more days, and the one-year contract would expire.

Did he take the initiative to go back to Dagang Village, or did he wait here for the Bai'er Sacrifice to pick them up? Of course, it would be better if the tyrant acquaintance took the initiative to pick him up.

Wang Xiaotian smiled self-deprecatingly, what do you think, it's good that the tyrant can admit the account, and expect him to be respectful to himself and worship him as a god son? It would be nice if he didn't send someone to kill himself.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaotian suddenly shuddered. Will the tyrant really send someone to assassinate him?