That night, he shrunk in a corner and rested early.

slept until midnight, and a burst of intense hunger woke him up again.

Tightening the belt again, Zhan Tian frowned slightly.

This situation shows that the cool breath released by the willow root should only be repaired, not supplemented!

Whether it is fatigue or injury, willow root has a healing effect, but the nutrients and energy required by the body must still rely on eating.

If you want to increase your physique, you need a lot of food support!

With a sigh in his heart, Zhantian forced himself to forget about his hunger and fell asleep again.

That night, he woke up hungry five or six times in a row!

It was finally dawn that the cart serving breakfast was finally pushed out of the warrior station.

Zhan Tian had already woken up, and when he saw this, he quickly jumped up, and gathered around the cart with the first batch of war slaves he saw.

After receiving his share, he quickly drank half a bowl of rice porridge and nibbled on a mouthful of steamed buns.

I glanced over, and saw that not far away, a horse-faced man was walking unhurriedly with another war slave.

These two people are two of the miscellaneous people yesterday, especially the horse-faced man, who was the last war slave who kicked over his life-saving job!

After a slight pause, Zhan Tian lowered his head and continued to eat steamed buns and drink soup.

When the horse-faced man saw this, he sneered twice, and stood there with the other person, waiting there with a mocking expression.

After a while, all the war slaves in the vicinity were brought to breakfast and left. The slaves of the cart set up the cart and pushed it forward.

Zhan Tian sandwiched the remaining steamed bun under the wooden bowl, freed his left hand, held the wheel, and helped push the cart.

The slave driver looked at him and did not speak.

Zhan Tian put his mind at ease, took a bite on the remaining steamed buns, and chewed slowly.

The horse-faced man and the other war slave both changed their faces and glared at them fiercely.

The cart passed by them, and the horse's face approached Zhantian and whispered, "Boy, I think you want to die!"

"Then try it!" Zhan Tian replied in his heart, his face remained silent, and he left with the worker slaves who were driving.

For Zhantian now, food is life!

If you want to take his life, that is to fight to the death!

The war slaves are just ordinary people, although these people are much stronger than Zhantian's current body, but it is not an insurmountable gap!

In the past two days, he has also gained a great understanding of the war slave station. Although there are many frictions and conflicts between war slaves, it is strictly forbidden by the warriors to really use knives, grab money, and fight for no reason!

The same is true in the vicinity of the station.

The war slave garrison on the periphery was about the length of Molixu, and the time for the cart to pause three times was enough for Zhantian to chew slowly and fully digest and absorb the food. And the horse-faced war slave and others also stepped forward to leave their breakfast.

After eating and drinking, the stomach was slightly comfortable, and Zhan Tian sat down near the south gate and waited quietly.

About a quarter of an hour later, the other warriors also came to the gate one after another to wait.

The horse's face and the tall and strong man and others led by yesterday got together again.

Seeing Lu Yu waiting by the door, the tall and strong man snorted in his nose and did not speak.

The horse-faced war slave sneered, and made a throat wiping motion with his right hand on the side of his neck.

Zhan Tian didn't pay attention to it, just looked at the south gate of the warrior's station.

After a short time, the gate opened, and more than a dozen warriors in different costumes walked out of it.

Many war slaves showed anticipation on their faces, but these warriors ignored it and walked straight out of the station.

Next, many warriors came out, but many of them began to choose war slaves, and the most one even took away six war slaves!

A little different from yesterday, many martial artists couldn't help but take a look at Zhantian, who was dressed strangely.

However, seeing his thin appearance, no one opened his mouth to summon him.

After a full two minutes, the warriors who planned to go out were basically gone, and Zhantian was still not selected!

But the tall and strong man and a few of his doglegs followed the warriors one after another.

With a sigh in his heart, he prepared to leave the station and try his luck outside.

At this moment, inside the gate of the warrior's station, someone shouted sullenly: "Twenty dollars, who wants to hunt?"

Zhan Tian turned around suddenly, only to see a red-faced, rosacea-nosed, and small old man walking out of the gate.

There were also other war slaves who looked back, but most of them shook their heads and did not answer.

There were even some war slaves who turned their backs, with a strange look in their eyes, obviously knowing this old man.

According to the rules of the station, the war slave can get a basic income of fifty yuan when he goes out for a day.

This bottom limit is generally unchanged, and if the warriors want it lower, then the war slaves need to agree.

Generally speaking, no martial artist will speak out to lower the price, and fifty dollars is nothing to them at all!

But this red-faced old man is obviously not ashamed.

With a pair of small eyes, he swept around the war slaves left behind, and finally stopped at Zhantian!

"New boy, twenty dollars, enough to eat for a day! The old man is optimistic about you!" The old man blinked his small black bean-like eyes and said with a smile.

"Twenty dollars, that's twenty coarse grain steamed buns!" Zhan Tian took a breath and said in his heart.

Without much hesitation, he got up and walked behind the old man.

"Hahahaha...... Sure enough, he is a young man who is optimistic about the old man! You can rest assured, the old man adheres to the way of survival of 'safety first'! Follow the old man, he is much safer than other martial artists!"

The old man looked extremely happy, and patted Zhantian on the shoulder.

Zhan Tian hugged his fist at the old man, and the corner of his eyes swept around, and he found that there were many war slaves, all of whom cast hostile glances at him.

But that's nothing, it's all about surviving!

......

Although the red-faced old man was stingy, he didn't have the kind of frame of other martial artists, and he also answered some of Zhantian's inquiries in detail.

More than 20 miles away from the south station, he entered the real hunting area, and along the way, Zhantian got a lot of information.

The beasts above the Great Wilderness are divided into beasts and fierce beasts according to whether they can absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Beasts cannot absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and although some of them are extremely fierce, they are nothing to martial artists who have strong physiques, have various powerful weapons in their hands, and have practiced martial arts.

Fierce beasts are different, and the fierce beasts that have entered the rank cannot be fought against by ordinary martial artists at all.

But among the fierce beasts, they are divided into congenital fierce beasts and acquired fierce beasts.

The congenital fierce beast is born to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and it is a fierce beast that has entered the ranks.

The acquired beast is a beast mutation, stronger than the beast, weaker than the congenital beast, and it is considered an unadvanced beast.

On this road, among the barren grass and trees on both sides of the road, there are occasional wild beasts, but most of them are not strong, and they seem to have a natural fear of the great wilderness, and they dare not approach the road during the day.

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