Chapter 3: Troubled Times
A flickering half of a month.
In half a month, Wu Chong chopped firewood as before, the difference was that he chopped firewood faster, the firewood of the day was cut in half an hour, and the rest of the time was spent wandering around the Tiehe Gang, and it was more difficult to learn a martial art than he expected, and the control of martial arts in this world was very strict, and ordinary people could not reach it at all. Even within the Tiehe Gang, martial arts are difficult to learn, ordinary disciples need at least two or three years of performance before they have the opportunity to practice martial arts, and low-level gangs like Wu Chong, who are inferior to official members, basically have no one to teach them martial arts. After a period of time, he was sent out to deal with the scoundrels.
This result made Wu Chong very unwilling, there is no superior martial arts in this world, and he is destined to become the bottom of society, and there is no chance to turn over.
This morning, Wu Chong went with the big cow to receive the gang's supplies as usual, in this regard, the gang is far better than the outside, there is a famine outside, people in many places can't even eat, Wu Chong who crossed over at the beginning If he hadn't fallen into the Tiehe Gang, it is estimated that he would have starved to death.
The materials were distributed quickly, and after a while, it was Wu Chong and Da Niu's turn.
"What's going on? How did the supplies cut in half again? Half a month has been shortened three times, how do you let us live? ”
Da Niu suddenly grabbed the collar of the gang disciple who distributed the supplies and roared angrily.
Since half a month ago, the atmosphere of the entire Iron River Gang has changed, and materials have begun to be controlled.
"Yelling what? Don't just fuck off! Don't get in the way of Uncle Ben here. "The disciple who sent the supplies is an official disciple of the Tiehe Gang, and the kind that can learn martial arts is not comparable to a small minion like Da Niu at all.
"What can you do with such a little material! Haven't you gotten rid of everything the gang gave us?! ”
The big cow made a flurry, and the nine cows couldn't pull it, Wu Chong signaled to the side several times, but he didn't see it, and directly connected with the disciples who distributed the supplies.
"Get out of the way."
The disciples who distributed the materials were instantly annoyed, their status in the gang was originally higher than these low-level gangs, and now they were so offended by the big bull, where could they bear it, I saw his left hand raised, and a fierce palm slashed at the big bull's chest, and the strong force instantly split the big bull out, and after landing, the remaining momentum rolled several times before stopping.
"Next."
After splitting the big bull, the disciple didn't even look at it, straightened his sleeves and continued to distribute supplies.
Martial arts?!
Wu Chong's pupils shrank, secretly vigilant.
When he joined the gang, he had seen the angry lion fight with the high-level of the gang, but that level of martial arts was too far for him to understand, and the martial arts of the person in front of him were what he really felt.
Be sure to learn real martial arts!
There is no way to display this kind of thing on the panel, as long as he is given a martial art, even if it is the lowest level......
Ambition swelled in Wu Chong's heart, but he hid it well, and after collecting his supplies, he quickly ran over to pick up the big cow and picked up the materials he scattered on the side.
"Brother, don't be unwilling, the halving of the materials is the order of the helper, everyone's life is not easy during this time, and patience will pass."
"Yes, the gang's supplies were robbed last month, and they haven't been recovered until now, and if you can get something, you have already burned high incense, don't ask for too much."
Several elderly helpers couldn't look at it and comforted them before leaving.
"How's the injury?"
Da Niu spat out blood, this thing's physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, such a heavy palm didn't kill him, and he relieved himself after spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.
"It really hurts, this dog's strength is really great, I remember this palm, and when I learn martial arts in the future, I will definitely call him back." The two of them clutched their chests, spat bloody spittle, and turned to leave.
It seems that the Iron River Gang is not peaceful, and the angry lion who came to challenge him when he first started is a sign. There is no benefit, and that kind of master will never attack a gang for no reason, unless there is something that makes him happy. If my guess is true, it is estimated that the Iron River Gang's stable life will not last long. ’
Wu Chong didn't know if this was a special case of the Iron River Gang, or if the overall environment of the whole world was like this.
But no matter which one it is, he needs to be strong himself, otherwise he will be a precarious cannon fodder wherever he goes.
Thinking of this, a sense of urgency rose in Wu Chong's heart.
He is still too weak now, and once he gets involved in a gang-level fight, he doesn't know how he died. But it won't work to escape from the Iron River Gang like this, with his current strength, he will definitely not survive for three days without the Iron River Gang, this is not a highly developed earth with modern civilization, in this ancient society, the rogues and bandits are not mentioned for the time being, and jackals, tigers and leopards are everywhere.
If you don't have the strength to be around, if you go out, you will be sent to death.
"In the end, it's still strength, no, I have to get a martial art as soon as possible."
With the existence of the game panel, Wu Chong's cycle of practicing martial arts does not need ordinary people for so long at all, ordinary people need five years to get started with a martial arts, ten years to become small, and twenty years to be regarded as a success, but Wu Chong is here, this process is not needed at all, as long as he has enough experience, he can fly to the top in one breath!
Night.
Wu Chong was chopping firewood in the yard as usual, these days, Xu Daniu was also used to Wu Chong chopping firewood at night, and he had already slept snoring, this thing was split by the inner disciples of the gang during the day, and his mental head was not as good as usual, so he slept early in the morning. Now the gang is desperately short of supplies, only one meal a day, and many gangs have canceled training to reduce their own consumption.
When an axe goes down, the firewood automatically separates without any barrier, no matter what kind of firewood it is, the result is the same. During this period of time, Wu Chong's chopping firewood had already been strengthened to perfection, and he solved the firewood that other disciples needed a few people to chop during the day.
It's not an option, it's really not going to work......
Wu Chong stopped the axe in his hand and looked at the place where the gang hid books, his eyes flickered, and a thought popped into his mind. He is not a person from this world, so he will naturally not be bound by the rules and regulations of this world, and with the game panel in hand, all he needs is a starting point.
"Find them all! The bastard was injured and couldn't run far. ”
Just when Wu Chong was thinking about whether to go to the library to steal the martial arts cheats, a chaotic sound came from outside. Through the crack in the door, I vaguely saw a group of people holding torches with bright steel knives searching for something from house to house.
People from the Deacon's Hall?
Wu Chong put down the axe in his hand and planned to go over and take a look. But before he could reach the door, there was a sound of slamming the door outside.
"Open the door, open the door, open the door!"
There are two disciples on the firewood room, Wu Chong and Da Niu, who sleep in the firewood room, and the conditions are not good, but they are better than the Datongpu side.
"What happened?"
Wu Chong went over and opened the door, and the people outside the house were fierce and vicious, and the people at the head ignored Wu Chong at all, and waved at the people behind.
"Search for me!"
The mermaids in the back rushed in, and soon there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping in the room, followed by the angry scolding of the big bull.
"Nope."
The man who came back shook his head at the leader.
"The next place."
The leader did not delay, and directly led people to the next firewood room.