Chapter 28 Who is the farmer?
"What a pity, those valuable golden nanmu."
Zoro looked out at the foggy town of Yanan from a distance.
In the temple, there is a coffin made entirely of golden nanmu, which can be sold for thousands of gold coins.
However, there has been a place of terror, so don’t think of it once you go!
"The world is really dangerous to destroy the end of civilization."
He thought of the huge city that was pressing across the sky, with powerful forces flowing on it that made him instinctively afraid.
A great power above everything else!
Griffin once said that the emergence of the City of Doomsday means that the horn of Doomsday sounded.
The civilization that was developed before was ruined because of this.
Before the current civilization, there were civilizations, all of which were destroyed!
Whenever a civilization falls, it will take thousands of years of cultivation and development to rise and prosperity again.
“It’s kind of like harvesting crops…”
Zoro recalled a terrifying guess.
Generations of civilization are very much like crops carefully nurtured and cared for, and have experienced long development and growth.
When it matures, it will attract "farmers" to harvest fruitful grain.
Then the question is-
Who is the farmer?
This is a speculation that makes people terrified when thinking about it, and their scalp is numb.
No one is willing to admit this, admit that they are just crops grown by others, and wait for the "farmer" to harvest.
This will definitely cause civilization to collapse!
Zoro no longer thought about it and quickly left the place.
The bald strong man was so fast that he could leave at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour even if he was injured.
Walking almost in a straight line, I don’t care about ferocious beasts like wild wolves at all.
This surprised him, and he had to abandon the idea that he wanted to follow secretly.
The witch hunters are indeed non-human!
Zoro could only sigh like this and walked honestly on the road.
Yanan Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are only roads connected to the outside world to the east.
It takes more than ten kilometers to reach the nearest village.
Fortunately, we have developed into the steam era, with the protection of many hunting rifles, allowing these small villages to gain a foothold in the wilderness.
These small villages all have their own militia forces to clear out many ferocious beasts and monsters that may appear.
As dusk fell, a bloody moon quietly appeared on the black sky.
The crimson moonlight shines on the earth, making everything extremely weird.
The ground is bumpy, so there is naturally no stone road in this remote wilderness.
Walking on the road, he picked some wild fruits in the mountains and forests to satisfy his hunger and quench his thirst.
The night was filled with danger in the wilderness, and Zoro did not dare to stay away from the road.
Human caravans often pass by on the road, and many monsters outside the wild instinctively stay away from the road.
Ao Wow!
The howling of wolves came from a distance.
It's not a wolf, it's clearly a pack of wolves hunting at night.
Their target seemed to be a bison, and after a rapid roar, they completely lost all the sounds.
Zoro stopped.
On the small hillside in front of him, a calf-like black wolf appeared, and the other party's green eyes looked extremely strange and terrifying in the night.
A dangerous lone wolf.
It stared at Zoro from afar, and finally turned around and left quietly.
Wolves are social animals, and lone wolves are often driven out by failure in fighting for the leader.
Being able to survive alone naturally has extraordinary wisdom and understand what dangerous enemies are.
Zoro continued to walk along the road. The other party was unwilling to provoke him, and he was unwilling to continue this kind of night to provoke him.
His current strength is only a little better than that of ordinary people.
Otherwise, he would not have been so despised by the strong bald man.
He maintained a slow and slow pace to preserve his strength and prevent any accidents.
It was not until I walked for more than an hour that I finally saw a village in the wilderness from afar.
There were a lot of cultivated farmland around him, which made him think of the "farmer" again.
After he approached, the militia stationed on the village entrance road held up torches and shouted loudly:
"Who?"
Zoro's hunting rifle was behind her back, raised her hands and signaled that she was not threatened: "I am from Kalin Town next door and wanted to go to Pusu City, but was attacked by a wild wolf on the way and escaped by luck."
Two strong men approached with hunting rifles and saw his appearance with a torch, and finally relaxed a little.
Even though Zoro has improved its attributes, it has not changed much. At most, it is a little mature and still looks a little immature.
He looked particularly miserable at this time.
My hair was messy like a pile of weeds, and my clothes were completely turned into holes. I could also see some scratches on my skin, covered with mud.
It was this miserable appearance that made the other party easily believe his words.
One of the strong men reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with sympathy: "Little brother, you are really in trouble."
"Yes, I didn't expect to encounter a pack of wolves. Fortunately, I brought a hunting rifle, otherwise I would have been torn and eaten by the pack." Zoro sighed.
In order to prevent the destruction of Yanan Town from being implicated, he specially called himself a resident of another small town.
Anyway, he would just take a break here at night and leave early tomorrow morning, and he would not worry about showing his flaws.
The militia took away his hunting rifle in case of any accident.
Zoro exchanged the wolf skin on his back for a new set of linen clothes in the village.
As well as a delicious meal, and the qualification to take a cart to Pusu.
After redeeming so many things, he still had 10 more golden coins in his hand.
The lady of Wealth above is so beautiful that he can't help but want to kiss her.
I don’t know how many people have been working hard to get the goddess for most of their lives, and they want to possess her with great greed.
Relatively speaking, the people in these villages have relatively simple personalities and are not as cunning and vicious as those merchants.
After a little cleaning, Zoro can finally take a little rest.
Too many things happened today, which had already made him tired.
Kill the vampire, become a witch hunter, meet the eye demon, see the city of doomsday...
Today's experience can be written with a magnificent fantasy novel.
"Enemy attack!!!"
While sleeping soundly, a shrill roar sounded, causing Zoro to suddenly open his eyes.
He walked out of the guest room prepared by the village and saw that it was already brightly lit outside.
Torches lit up one by one, and the center of the town ignited a raging fire, illuminating the surroundings completely.
Zoro had just walked out of the room and had heard an angry voice coming from outside: "Damn, this guy has definitely defected to those niggers!"
"This guy is definitely a spy! Otherwise, it would be impossible that the niggers suddenly attacked our village just after he came!"
Others also agreed, and the dense footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Bang!
Chapter completed!