This body, the body in front of Zhou Zhongmou's eyes contained too many secrets, although he could be sure that this was his body before he crossed over, but the mysterious crossing process must have changed it...... Twelve-year-old Zhou Zhongmou remembered that his height was one Quobit, and when he was fifteen years old, he should have been as tall as one and sevenths of a Quobit, but now that he had crossed over, his fifteen-year-old body was as tall as one and two-sevenths of a Quobit...... And it's not the same in terms of strength, endurance, coordination, and dynamic vision. What's even more abnormal is the steely stomach and immunity - Zhou Zhongmou has not had a stomach or a disease in the past three years, which is already a miracle for an earthling who sometimes eats half-cooked food and comes into contact with many unknown creatures.

As for the wisdom of martial arts, Zhou Zhongmou can definitely say that he was by no means a martial arts genius before crossing - he had also learned karate in junior high school out of a boy's aggressive mentality, and he knew very well that although he could fight better than ordinary fools, he was definitely not a genius master with advanced wisdom......

"Then this is also a bonus for the crossing....... I don't know what kind of golden fingers there are, but just like that, it seems that being a successful kitchen knife-footed man in this world can also be mixed - but this world even has skeletons and ghosts, so the master is the protagonist of this world......" Zhou Zhongmou muttered, and once again devoted himself to the practice of spontaneously honing his combat skills. By the way, since this guy started to become a slut, his daily dress has become the appearance of a Spartan 300 faggot, with a pair of pants on top and bottom, "so saving fabric......"

In the past three years, more than ten square kilometers of land near here have been touched by this guy - if you are farther away, you will not be able to come back to sleep in time, as a modern person, if you can sleep in the house, you will never sleep in the wild, Zhou Zhongmou has never been a donkey...... There haven't been many monsters on the periphery of this abandoned town over the years - there are quite a few earth-like animals, but there really aren't many monsters in that kind of earth fantasy novels. That is, in a small mountain cave three kilometers outside the town, there is a nest of monsters named goblins by Zhou Zhongmou after similar monsters in the earth's fantasy novels.

These guys are no more than eighty centimeters tall, smelly but have a certain intelligence, can use tools and know how to wear clothes, their pitted skin is completely green, their ugly face has a carrot-like nose and two pointed ears, sharp teeth grow in their big mouths, these guys eat everything, plants, animals and even rotten organic matter. At first, Zhou Zhongmou was very strange about how these little ones would rather stay in the cave that was obviously a mine cave than come to a ruined town that seemed to them to be similar to heaven, but the brains of earthlings were smart, and soon Zhou Zhongmou came to the conclusion that these goblins were unable to resist the relationship between the skeletons and ghosts that were originally wandering in the town, so they stayed away from this town and did not dare to come.

The combat effectiveness of the goblins is very poor and the combat courage is very poor, their courage is directly proportional to the number, and the degree of organization is inversely proportional to the number - the result is that the number of goblins is more, and the combat effectiveness of the single body increases, but the collective combat effectiveness of the rabble is scum, after one plus and one subtraction, the more goblins, the more scum the combat power, after all, no matter how strong the single goblin is, it is the bird. "It's a pity that you lack a Soul Sword Saint ......," these were the words that Zhou Zhongmou said with a grin after killing a whole nest of goblins. It was easy to kill all the goblins, but for a while before that, Zhou Zhongmou didn't have the courage to kill them directly - there were at least more than 200 goblins, and he really didn't dare to be tough when he didn't understand the details of this group of garbage at first. It wasn't until he slaughtered about twenty goblins that he discovered the details of this group of scum, and then Zhou Zhongmou killed them directly after wearing them all - he was lucky enough to find a worn-out leather armor in the ruins, and now it was time to put Wushuang in it.

Goblins don't know how to make iron—and of course Zhou Zhongmou can't find coke suitable for ironmaking...... The goblins were holding only the large bones of their victims, and some wooden spears and the like, so as warm-up and killing game soldiers, the goblins did their job perfectly. It doesn't take much time and effort to kill the goblins, but it's a lot of work to find the waste out of the mines.

There was no loot to kill the goblins—Zhou Zhongmou felt that way at the time, until he went again on a whim three months later and found a pile of pig iron. I don't know what happened, but these sponge irons of pretty good quality were piled up on one side of the goblin nest, looking like black and yellow stones.

But it's a pity that Zhou Zhongmou couldn't find suitable coke, so the sponge iron that he spent a lot of effort to get back was piled up in a corner of the house. However, in the past three years of surviving in the wild, Zhou Zhongmou's harvest has been great-he, as a mountain monster, he has systematically tried the way of eating troll meat and goblin meat for the first time......

If Zhou Zhongmou hadn't been blessed by Bei Ye, then it is estimated that he would not have been able to eat those terrifying meats...... But the reality is that he eats it!" "The meat of the troll is thicker, but it is chewy, and the problem is that it smells a little too loud and can only be used for roasting—but the meat of the troll will grow old and quickly turn into good fuel, so the heat will be controlled." It really should be caught and emasculated from a young age. The goblin has too little meat, and the processing process is disgusting, and the taste is also too strong. So it's not worth the time to cook the goblin meat - but maybe I haven't found the right way to cook the goblins......." Zhou Zhongmou wrote these words down in Chinese on a working notebook he found from the ruins - this notebook was large, the cover was made of leather, and the paper inside was made of an unknown material, in short, it would not soak and it would not burn easily. On this notebook, Zhou Zhongmou wrote the Chinese characters of the biological illustrated book on the second cover, and the content inside is a more detailed biological description record and eating experience, with the picture is like a child's graffiti, no one can understand it except himself-it is estimated that ...... "Alas, this is also no way, and I don't want to learn Zhu Zhishan's ...... of drawing a chicken pecking rice"

Over the course of three years, he finally repaired the kiln of a blacksmith's shop with charcoal, a blower, and a hot chamber, and turned the sponge iron into some rather crude weapons. Armor is definitely not good with his craftsmanship, even if it is a weapon, he only hits a few knives, and it is crooked.

There is a big road in this ruin, and where it leads along the big road, Zhou Zhongmou doesn't know. But he has always thought that when he has the strength to protect himself, he must go out and see along the road - it is very difficult to live a person's life, even if he talks to himself, and turns himself into a schizophrenic slut...... So in the sixth month after killing the troll, Zhou Zhongmou finally made a preparation, and threw the weapons he had built and the weapons that could be used in the ruins, as well as some pots and pans for daily use, as well as clothes, spices, dried meat and other things on a two-wheeled cart that was finally repaired, and this guy pulled the cart and left the place where he had lived for three years......