The word good luck seems to be insulated from Zhang Zhengfan.

The news in the wildebeest row is not very good.

Just before the crowd arrived, a caravan had left, and all the wildebeest carriages had been rented, and before the wildebeest returned, the people of the tribe had to walk on two legs wherever they wanted to go in the hunters' town.

As for the time of the return of the wildebeest, according to the words of the owner of the wildebeest: "Twenty days less, if there is a little trouble on the road, it is possible in a month." ”

Stupidly out of the wildebeest, Zhang Zhengfan looked at Kuhl and asked, "What now?"

"Only walk back!" Kuhl thought for a moment, "The entire Western Wasteland, except here, there is no decent place to stay. If you're lucky, you might come across a nomadic minotaur camp. If you're unlucky, you'll have to camp in the wild until the Western Fortress. ”

"How long does it take to get to the Western Fortress?" Zhang Zhengfan frowned.

"It's about fifteen days normally. But ......" Kuhl looked at Jim, then said, "We're going to be gone for about twenty days." After that, walk northeast from the Western Fortress and walk for another twenty days to reach Orry City. If you enter the western fortress, you will be considered to be in the territory of our tribe. "Kuhl is an experienced fighter and a personal GPS.

"I didn't rent a mount when I got to the Western Fortress?" Zhang Zhengfan was stunned.

"Nope. It was a military fortress. Kuhl shook his head: "Mounts are not rented or sold. ”

Zhang Zhengfan sweated at Lushan Waterfall again. At this time, he finally understood what it means to basically rely on traffic and basically rely on roaring for communication!

"Then go back early and rest, and go on the road tomorrow. In desperation, Zhang Zhengfan had no choice but to accept his fate.

After purchasing some food and field equipment, everyone returned to the hotel. There was no word for the night, and they rested separately.

Facing the rising sun, Zhang Zhengfan's temporary team walked out of the hunter town and walked all the way to the western fortress in the east.

In order to let everyone walk lightly, all the luggage was put away by Zhang Zhengfan, and there were two more large packages and miscellaneous things in the space bag. And everyone is no longer surprised by Zhang Zhengfan's magic, he is an elf ** master, is it strange to know how to store skills in space?

The land of the Western Wilderness is worthy of being the Land of the Western Wilderness! As far as the eye can see, it is desolate! Grasslands, barren hills, occasional low shrubs, and a meandering and rushing Daxi River. At first glance, I felt shocked, and then I felt tragic, and I felt lonely when I watched it all the time!

I admire the second-generation elf Vinid, this guy has walked a long and lonely road alone, all the way west to find the Misty Forest, but unfortunately the arduous journey does not mean that there is a happy end, and in the end, this guy tragically fell to the end he was looking for - the redemption of the first elves.

If you can still fight demonic beasts as a pastime in the blue wasteland, then in the Western Wasteland, there are no magical beasts to fight, and the strongest is only the wild wolves in the Western Wasteland. (Those who are advanced are called Warcraft, and those who are not advanced are called animals.) For this non-hierarchical animal, everyone is too lazy to do it. As long as the battle ring is bright, these wild wolves will run faster than rabbits, and they will not worry about you! It can be seen that after what kind of bloody education, this cognition has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow!

The tenacity of the nerves of several fighters opened Zhang Zhengfan's eyes widely. Every day I marched, I never forgot to train. Carrying stones, fighting, endurance running, etc., every day never stops. Not only that, but because of Zhang Zhengfan's **ug, these guys dare to play real when they are trained, and they fight and fight desperately. Later, if they weren't seriously injured five or six times a day, these guys would be itching and panicking!

Every day I was bored watching these guys train, and with the light of high intelligence, Zhang Zhengfan finally saw a little fame.

The so-called exercise, in fact, is the basic attributes of the body, and the basic attributes of the body are high, and the more fighting spirit can be withstanding. If you have more fighting energy, your strength will naturally become stronger. Whether it is attack or defense, it is directly related to fighting spirit. In attack, Dou Qi can increase strength, increase agility, and amplify damage. In defense, Dou Qi can neutralize attacks, increase body strength, and reduce damage. This is the fundamental reason why the higher order suppresses the lower order. Your attack can't break other people's defenses, and people can cut you as much as they want, who do you say can stand it? Of course, this is without a buff, if there is a legal profession to add a buff, it is possible for the low level to fight with the high level in a short period of time. When the buff is strong, it is not impossible to defeat the high-level. Of course, this low can't be too low. If the difference in rank is more than three ranks, and there is no anti-heaven level buff, it is completely impossible to win at the lower level.

What, Zhang Zhengfan, he's a bug, and it has nothing to do with buffs!

Well, back to business.

It is said that after Zhang Zhengfan saw a little bit of the doorway, this hand itched. Basic attributes? Just kidding, if his basic attributes are revealed, he can scare normal people to death! Even if there is no increase in vindictive spirit? He still dares to eat others with his perverted basic attributes!

It's a pity that as soon as they heard that Zhang Zhengfan wanted to participate in the training, the heads of the five fighters shook like drums! Just kidding, let the mage train with the fighters, and the brain will not be crippled like this.

Under the soft grinding and hard bubbles, Kull and Jim also taught Zhang Zhengfan some basic combat skills or something, as for sparring, Zhang Zhengfan didn't even think about it. This thing has never fought a decent fight in his previous life, let alone any kung fu martial arts or anything like that. All I know is the flashy stuff from movies and television. In the eyes of this group of soldiers, they are simply fleshy feet that can no longer be fleshed. If this is accidentally injured, where are you going to cry?

But they underestimated Zhang Zhengfan's intelligence, and also underestimated the basic attributes of Zhang Zhengfan's metamorphosis, and they would not have thought that this guy had shameless passive GM skills (if you don't understand, please refer to the introduction in the Activation Chapter!).

These things are not a joke, so without the knowledge of Kull and Jim and others, Zhang Zhengfan's melee combat ability has been developed, and in terms of strength, I am afraid that one fight against five of them is more than enough.

But it is said that time has passed, and the temporary team has been walking in the long western wilderness for ten days, and when the shadows of the mountains can be faintly seen on the distant horizon, the journey to the western fortress between the mountains of Aliak has already been halfway through!

Seeing that it was getting late, everyone found a leeward hill and set up camp. The so-called camping is nothing more than raising a bonfire, hunting a few game, and getting together for the night. Don't worry about the water problem, with Zhang Zhengfan's water-making skills, are you afraid that you won't drink it? This cold and cold pure magic water is much better than ordinary water!

As for eating, although the magic bread tastes good, it is unappetizing to eat it all the time. So Pang Luo and Marki spontaneously went hunting to improve their food.

The dwarven brothers' ability to make holes is amazing. Seeing that the two of them shoveled and flew together, they dug a cave for Zhang Zhengfan to rest at the bottom of the hill. They did this all the way, and to Kuhl and the other fighters, it was so taken for granted that it could no longer be taken for granted. The mages are weak, of course they have to protect themselves!

After a while, Markey and Ponlo each returned with a wild boar on their backs. Don't look at the wild boar is very big, but in the hands of five macho men, it's only a matter of one, two, three. As for Zhang Zhengfan, a person who will be sent with pig's feet can be ignored.

As the saying goes, sitting still in the wasteland, disaster comes from heaven.

When a few people were eating, drinking, talking and laughing, suddenly a roar of "whoop" resounded in the sky like a June thunderstorm. At the same time, a huge pressure suddenly rose, and the coercion mixed with the momentum of destruction swept the entire world unscrupulously.

"Dragon?!" Jim jumped first.

"Lord of the Western Wilderness - Tinivea?!" Behm jumped as well.

"Tinevia?!, didn't you say she's been asleep for three hundred years?" exclaimed Kull.

Marki and Pang Luo, who were the worst in strength, couldn't even speak at this time, and could only stare at everyone with wide eyes.

"Huh-" Another huge dragon roar, accompanied by fierce explosion-like fluctuations of magical power, swept by.

"Tinivea is fighting!" Jim roared, "It's the Guardian of the Wasteland of our tribe!"

"Let's go, let's see!" Kuhl took his sword out of its sheath and came out first.

Although Zhang Zhengfan listened to it with a fog, it did not prevent him from getting information from it, this dragon named Tinivea was the guardian of the tribe's wasteland, in other words, the tribe's side. Fighting it is equivalent to fighting the tribe, and as a warrior of the tribe, of course he will help.

"About ten miles to the south, you keep up, I'll go see what's going on first!" The lonely journey all the way is making Zhang Zhengfan's idle egg hurt, and now there is a lively scene, so he naturally takes the lead.

The ice shield was opened with a "bang", and Zhang Zhengfan disappeared with a flash.

"Carry us!" behm yelled at Markey and Ponlo.

So Ponlo carried Jim on his back, and Markey carried Bem on his back, and ran south with Kur's big feet.

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Monday! It seems like a long time until the weekend!