Although he had stored a lot of beast blood before, he also hit a small beast and picked a small amount of wild fruits. But the extreme exercise far beyond ordinary people has also greatly increased his appetite.

In the course of three days, not only did he use up the blood of the Flowing Wind Leopard and Leopard, the blood of the beasts, the small beasts he had hit, and the small amount of wild fruits he had collected, but he also consumed another 160 copper coins to buy tents and coarse grain steamed buns.

In this way, the two hundred and sixty copper coins he had earned in the past few days had been used up to one hundred and ninety, and only seventy copper plates remained.

At noon on the third day, Zhan Tian ended today's tenth round of hard training and drank the last mouthful of the blood of the wind leopard and leopard.

Getting up and going to the door of the tent, he rolled up the linoleum curtains.

The fresh air and the smell of earth are refreshing.

At this moment, the rain has decreased a lot.

The fine rain fell on the tent, gathered on the protruding tent edge, condensed a string of crystal droplets, and finally tinkled and fell below the tent edge, in a row of small puddles.

Zhan Tian was in a slight trance in front of him, and couldn't help but sit down cross-legged, stunned.

In the mountain village where he was born, there was only one teacher and about a dozen students in the primary school.

Because the villagers live in scattered areas and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to navigate, most of the children stay at home during rainy weather, completing self-study lessons and homework assigned by teachers in advance.

At that time, Zhan Tian, who had finished his homework, often moved a small stool, sat down at the door of the house, supported his little head with both hands, and watched the raindrops dripping from the eaves of the porch while waiting for the family to eat......

But here, did someone cook for him?

I'm afraid there is no one who cooks for him. Ye Suifeng of the Chen family, the so-called "horse gang" in the war slave camp, and the mastermind behind the assassination of Chen Yuqing will all kill him one day in the future!

The scenes of the two worlds are so similar.

But again......

Poles apart!

"Maybe, I can go back!"

I don't know how long it has been, Zhan Tian muttered to himself.

In this world, there are not only powerful martial artists, but also even more powerful cultivators!

Powerful cultivators are said to not only have the terrifying strength to destroy the heavens and the earth, but also be able to live the flesh and bones of the dead, and even transcend reincarnation and live forever!

"This world is so magical, if I am strong enough to even seek immortality!, then maybe one day, I can find a way to return to Earth!" Zhan Tian said in his heart.

As soon as this thought arises, it is like a prairie fire, out of control!

At the same time, his gaze quickly became firm.

"There are more than seven billion people on the earth, only I have crossed over here, can I be cowardly?"

"Don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"More than 7 billion people on the earth, I am the representative! Anyone in this world who wants to kill me is anti-human, and they will all be killed by me!"

One thought after another surged out in Zhantian's heart.

In the end, Zhan Tian suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted:

"I'm from Earth, I'm here on a mission!"

A stream of hot blood seemed to be spurting out of his chest!

......

"Boy, what are the hell howling? Damn, scare Lao Tzu!"

A shout of scolding suddenly pulled Zhantian, who had the onset of a certain "disease", back to reality.

Suddenly sobered up, Zhan Tian looked around, only to see that the rain had stopped for some time.

A bearded war slave who had just passed by the tent was staring at each other and scolding viciously.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I just woke up ......"

Zhan Tian knew that he was wrong, and hurriedly apologized to the war slave.

The man snorted, turned and ran towards the gate of the station.

Zhan Tian looked up at the gate of the station again, and saw three worker slaves pushing a garbage truck and walking towards the outside of the station.

It rained for three days, and a lot of garbage was accumulated in the warrior station, which was to take advantage of the rain to stop and clean up and dump outside.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen war slaves, following the garbage truck extremely fast and running out.

Zhan Tian stabilized his mind, buried a certain thought deep in his heart, and then lifted his belongings, lowered the curtain, followed those people, and ran out.

The rain was slippery, and the three slaves who pushed the cart just walked out of the station not far away, and dumped the garbage in the grass on the side of the road.

A group of war slaves swarmed around, each reaching for his tools and rummaging through the newly dumped garbage.

In fact, these things have been simply rummaged through by the slaves, but for the slaves at the lower level, it is still possible to encounter surprises.

Seeing this, Zhan Tian just took out a wooden stick and searched again in the place where those war slaves had picked up.

Counting today, he has only been in this world for eight days, and as long as someone else does not come to the door, he does not want to have a conflict with others.

After rummaging through it for a while, he only found another small piece of broken leather, and nothing else was found.

Seeing that these war slaves had no intention of leaving for a while, he simply left here and looked elsewhere.

The rain has been heavy in the past few days, and many places on the ground outside the station have been washed away. The previous garbage heap was even more washed away.

Slowly searching along the garbage heap, he found a few rusty iron bars from the garbage heap.

However, these iron bars have been buried underneath for a long time, and they are very corroded, and I don't know if they can be used after grinding.

After searching ahead, a black, rusty object peeked out from the bottom of a garbage heap.

This thing looks like a piece of scrap metal.

Zhan Tian was happy in his heart, if the damage to this scrap iron was not too serious, maybe he could make a hammer, then it would be much more convenient to make crossbow arrows in the future.

Quickening his pace, he quickly came to the garbage heap that had been washed away by the rain and dragged the black object out.

"It's ...... Brick ......"

Zhantian's heart was shocked.

The rusty object, with a two-finger-wide hilt, was fronted by a flat blade more than half a foot long.

It looks very similar to the "double-sided brick knife" on the earth!

Zhantian's uncle is a well-known "capable man" in the village, building houses, making doors and windows, smashing floors, whitewashing walls, tiles and other work, and the villagers will ask his uncle to help when building houses.

When Zhan Tian was still in junior high school, every weekend or holiday, as long as he met, he would also go to help his uncle, and he was very expert in playing with a brick knife!

The first thing it looked at reminded him of the double-sided brick knife that he used to use a lot!

"Thinking too much again......"

Zhan Tian shook his head and laughed at himself.

On closer inspection, this thing is just a broken half-cut iron sword!

Taking out a crossbow arrow and scraping the rust above the iron sword simply, he couldn't help but whisper: "I should build myself a house!"