At the same time that Muri's wail resounded through the wasteland, Xia Zuo's team had already returned to their warm home amid the cheers of the anticipating clansmen.

The tribesmen and warriors of the Saiyan tribe cheered and waved their weapons in the most desolate songs and primitive dances around the roaring bonfires, thanking the god of war, Kampas, for the great victory.

The animal skin door curtain was lifted suddenly, the cold wind poured in, and the bonfire in the kiln couldn't stop shaking, and Bigu strode in, and then threw the thin body in the kiln and said, "Boss, bring it!"

"See, see, see, adult" Buman, who was thrown on the ground, hurriedly turned over and stood up, and before he had time to wipe the dirt off his body, he hurriedly bowed tremblingly, for fear that a rude mistake would anger the smiling demon in front of him.

After experiencing the scene of Bud being divided by four horses before, Buman, who was already timid and afraid, turned even more pale in front of Xia Zuo at this time, and he didn't even dare to take a breath of air, especially under the eyes of the surrounding people staring at him with excited faces, his legs were even weaker, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"No need to be polite, we Campas people are not like you humans, we don't have so many etiquettes, sit!" As a modern person, compared to these cumbersome etiquette, Xia Zuo is more suitable for the way the Campas people get along with each other like brothers.

"No, you don't have to sit in front of adults," Xia Zuo was so frightened that Buman practiced waving his hand, and the beads of sweat the size of beans were dense, and the beads of sweat came out of his forehead in an instant.

"The boss tells you to sit, you just sit, where is so much nonsense!" Tara, who couldn't wait, picked up Booman and put it on the stone bench.

"Thank you, sitting!" Buman used all his strength, and did not let Tara hold his palm tremble, and finally could only helplessly thank him, but under Xia Zuo's flat gaze, the slightly cool stone bench under the buttocks was more unbearable than needle felt.

"Do you know why I left you?" As soon as Xia Zuo opened his mouth, before Buman could answer, Tara, who couldn't wait, grabbed Buman's collar and looked at him levelly, "You said you can make steel? Is it true? If you dare to lie to me, boy, you will die!"

When had Boomman seen such a hideous face so closely, the hot breath and saliva of Tara's breath were completely sprayed on his face, coupled with Nasen's cold tone, Boomman's butt suddenly sat in the air, and his butt was on the ground.

"Tara" Xia Zuo scolded softly, and Tara reluctantly returned to her seat to wait, not forgetting to glare at the little man fiercely.

Even his head knew what it meant to be able to make his own steel, and it had thrilled them all the way, but if this bastard kid dared to lie to the boss and them, then he would be dead!

Looking at Bu Man, who sat down trembling again, Xia Zuo continued to laugh and said, "Your name is Bu Man, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Buman, who had just sat down, stood up suddenly and hurriedly by Xia Zuo, and hurriedly replied, "Lord Leader left me to make steel" As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Tara, seeing the other party's threatening gaze, Buman couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly turned his head to stare at the ground on tiptoe, "I really know how to make steel, I don't dare to lie to Lord Chief, I used to be an apprentice in a steel mill for two years!"

Looking at Buman, who was frightened and anxious to explain, Xia Zuo couldn't help but be stunned, he had already piled up his most kind smile, but he didn't expect that there would be such a timid person.

"Two years of apprenticeship, it's not too short! In the Human Empire, you should be able to have a good guy, enough to support yourself, why are you in the mercenary group?" Xia Zuo was really a little curious about this, there was only one non-combatant in the Firebird mercenary group, and that was Buman.

From cleaning, packing up to managing accounts, he is completely responsible for it alone, although he is called a member of the group, but his status in the firebird is not higher than that of a war horse, and it is even far less than a war horse.

"I committed a crime and was tried and imprisoned in a slave camp, and it was Captain Jason who cautiously changed his words, "It was Jason who saw that I was literate and could manage the accounts, so he bought me into the regiment!"

"What kind of crime has been committed?" Xia Zuo chuckled softly, what kind of crime could such a person commit.

"Kill, kill!" Buman's mosquito-like voice immediately silenced the surroundings, and then the warriors in the cellar burst into laughter.

"Haha" killing people is naturally not a troublesome thing for them, but just this little quail-like little man in front of him, let alone killing, I am afraid that it is a pig and a beast cub, and he can easily knock him over.

"Hehe" Even Xia Zuo couldn't help but smile, "Who did you kill?"

"I didn't mean to!" Buman raised his head for the first time to argue, but there was a rapid bow under Xia Zuo's gaze, "He's hitting me, I'm just I just didn't hold back, I pushed him, it was he who didn't stand firm and hit the iron felt!"

"I don't care what you've done before, and I'm not interested, but from now on, you're a member of my Saiyan tribe!" Xia Zuo looked at this timid unlucky ghost in amazement, but it was precisely in this way that the god of Campas could send him to him, and a calm word decided Buman's fate.

Buman raised his head and stared directly at Xia Zuo, obviously not understanding the meaning of Xia Zuo's words.

"Wait a minute, Bigu will take you to the handover, and from today onwards, you will be in charge of the accounts of the Saiyan tribe, all the materials and daily expenses!" Xia Zuo's words made Buman stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

"I" pointed at himself blankly, Buman's face was full of disbelief, accounts and materials are often managed by the closest loyal steward, and this demon is so easily handed over to himself.

"That's right, it's you!" Xia Zuo said with certainty again, as the population of the tribe grows larger, and the accounts become more and more complicated, Bigu is already very difficult to manage, and now he urgently needs a professional talent to manage it, since there is one delivered to his eyes, why doesn't he use it?

As for loyalty, this timid human in front of him may not be loyal to him, but fear will make him do better.

"I'll give you three days to take over the tribe's accounts and count the tribe's materials, population, daily consumption and other things, and then I want you to write a detailed report on smelting steel and hand it to me, is there a problem?" Regarding the last point is the most important, Xia Zuo silently looked at the trembling timid man in front of him, maybe this is the opportunity for the god of Kampas to give the Saiyan tribe strength.

"No problem!" Buman replied hurriedly wiping his sweat, although three days was a bit short, he would rather work day and night than say more than say anything to this demon.

"Very well, Bigu, you take him to a room, and give him what you have in hand. As soon as Xia Zuo finished speaking, Bigu, who had already been impatient, immediately led Booman out in a hurry, he was finally able to get rid of those annoying first-class accounts, and even the cowardly human in his hand felt pleasing to the eye when he thought of this.

After they left, Xia Zuo carefully took out the animal skins that recorded the two fighting skills from his arms, if it was full of the prosperity of the Saiyan tribe, then the two ordinary old animal skins in front of him brought the strength of the Saiyan tribe.

One of the animal skins was densely written with four or five thousand words, and there were many illustrations of footprints connected by arrows, as well as the route of the Dou Qi in the body.

As Xia Zuo had guessed before, the Remnant Slash obtained from Jason was a kind of auxiliary fighting technique with body and pace, and although it would inevitably be restrained in the face of a range fighting skill like the Walden War Tram, this Remnant Slash definitely lived up to the power of its Black Iron high-level fighting skill.

The consumption of fighting skills is very large, which is also the reason why Jason's strength failed to win Xia Zuo, with the strength of his intermediate warriors, he is still far from reaching the level of being able to fight recklessly, and even every time he uses it, it will inevitably cause damage to his body.

The fighting skills of the black iron level can only be used arbitrarily without any scruples until the black body fighter, and although Jason is very strong and close to the high-level warrior, he is far from reaching the extreme of the afterimage slash, according to the above records, the extreme afterimage slash can divide into sixteen phantoms.

The strength of the sixteen people who cooperate tacitly is far greater than the strength of one person multiplied by sixteen, and this is also the reason why the level of this phantom slash is trampled on in the war.

As for the Eight Poles Collapse obtained from Old Jason, although Xia Zuo had taken a fancy to it before, after reading it, Xia Zuo still couldn't help but sigh that he really picked up the treasure this time, and at the same time, he was secretly glad that if it weren't for Old Benson's age, his body aging and physical decline.

Then I will definitely not be comfortable studying fighting skills here.

The Remnant Slash can provide the cultivation of warriors who can cultivate in the whole clan, but this Eight Extremes Collapse Xia Zuo has decided to practice only by himself, not because Xia Zuo cherishes his skills, it is really harmful to them to cultivate the Eight Extremes Collapse.

The Eight Poles Collapse did not record the level, and chatting about more than a thousand words is just a fragment of a certain fighting skill, but fortunately, it is quite perfect at the beginning, and the content of the fighting skill is very simple, stimulating the body to break through the limit with fighting spirit, and forcibly tapping the potential of the human body between life and death, so as to achieve the effect of the explosion of combat power in a short period of time.

Only the first two layers are recorded on the animal skin, the first layer can increase the combat power by two times, and the second layer can increase the combat power by five times, which is not only the increase in fighting energy, but the average increase in strength, speed, attack power, fighting energy, defense power, nerve reflexes, etc.

The horror of the effect is absolutely terrifying, but the side effects are also equally obvious, forcibly obtaining strong strength, first of all, it will be difficult for one's body to support, if you can't master the appropriate degree, once you exceed the limit, your body will be supported by your own strength and collapse, and it is precisely because of this that Old Benson only dares to use the first layer to fight Xia Zuo.

At the same time, the intense consumption of physical energy is also far above the afterimage slash, and in the current Saiyan tribe, only Xia Zuo and Walden can support this terrifying consumption.

Another side effect is that the vindictive spirit breaks the limit barrier and forcibly extracts potential, once this is repeated, it will consume people's potential and vitality, and it may even hinder the growth of strength, leaving irreparable dark wounds.

His eyes constantly flashed with excitement, Xia Zuo is a special existence, as a Saiyan, his potential is unlimited, there is no need to worry about wear and tear, and even constantly surpassing the limits of his body, the struggle between life and death will make his Saiyan potential continue to be tapped, so that his strength grows rapidly.

If it is really as said on the beast skin, then this Eight Extremes Collapse is definitely a key given to him by the God of War to quickly improve his strength.

PS: The most important thing is to be happy! So I wish my brothers and sisters, not only today's Mid-Autumn Festival, but also happy every day!