"Ouch!"

Shi Lei, who was behind him, didn't pay attention and suddenly bumped into his back, screaming in pain.

"Your Highness, your bones are as hard as if they were covered with a layer of Qi. You can compete with General Xiang."

Mentioning Xiang Hong, Shi Lei could only feel regret.

Of course, he was more scared at this time.

I remember that General Xiang said that Prince Zhang was only at the peak of the sixth level, but why did he feel the same as when he bumped into General Xiang before?

Before the collision, I couldn't detect Prince Zhang's breath at all, but after the collision, it was like a huge boulder being hit by gravity.

General Xiang once said that this is a characteristic that only those who enter the third level of "inhuman" realm will have!

"Your Highness, you are not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. You are obviously a seventh-level warrior, but you are deliberately showing weakness and pretending to be a sixth-level warrior?"

Shi Lei rubbed the swollen pimple on his forehead, half jokingly and half seriously exploring the truth.

Zhang Junlin felt an unprecedented energy pouring into his body from the soles of his feet.

It is no longer a simple superposition of power, but has undergone a qualitative change.

For example, he could hear pigs braying in the distant mountains and forests.

And as long as he is willing, he can also hear the breathing of anyone present, even the frogs croaking underground.

Through the rain curtain, you can see the surrounding scenery as clearly as wearing a telescope.

Within a radius of two miles, this small world seemed to be integrated with his body.

There is a kind of mysterious confidence that as long as he wants to, everything in it can be used for him.

"You don't have to be limited to paying now and getting rewarded immediately. As long as you keep working hard, you will be rewarded in the future."

Zhang Junlin slowly uttered a sentence about the deeper way of farming that he had just realized.

I also understand why he was able to make an unexpected breakthrough.

Although retting does not have immediate results, it has a far-reaching impact and can be regarded as a new milestone in farming technology.

And after breaking through to the seventh level, he finally understood why his previous experience went wrong.

The lower third level relies on simply increasing cultivated land to accumulate energy, while the middle third level relies on the results of cultivated land to increase strength.

The cultivation path to the third level is a contribution to farming.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

Shi Lei faced Prince Zhang who answered the question.

He always felt that these words had profound meaning, but he couldn't understand them.

"It's nothing, but do good deeds and don't worry about your future."

After breaking through the seventh level, Zhang Junlin's body remained unchanged on the surface, but on the inside, it had already been completely transformed under the washing of heaven and earth.

The increase in strength made his whole person look more cool and unrestrained from the previous calmness.

"Your Highness, let's go hunting."

Shi Lei still didn't understand.

Seeing that Prince Zhang had no intention of answering, he knew that the other party might want to keep it secret and avoid exposing his true strength, so he no longer struggled with this issue.

"You go make a fire and prepare the ingredients. I can go alone."

"Your Highness, there are one hundred and eight of us in total. Unless you hunt a wild boar, each person has a pound of meat. How long are you going to hunt?"

The words just fell.

An afterimage flashed in front of Shi Lei's eyes, and an invisible but substantial energy rushed towards his face.

It hit his face like countless hard gravel, making him grin in pain.

After finally regaining his composure and opening his eyes, he didn't even bother to cry out in pain, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Others were the same, dumbfounded and didn't know how to describe their feelings.

"Is this wild boar enough to eat? It's not enough for me to carry its lair. There are six stronger wild boars in it."

Zhang Junlin was carrying a 200-pound black pig, standing in front of them with a relaxed look on his face.

It comes and goes in the blink of an eye, and the speed of performing Qing Kung is faster than General Xiang!

What's even scarier is.

Judging from the moss on the black pig's feet, it must be in the deep forest, at least two miles away from them.

Such strength proves one thing without a doubt.

"Your Highness, you have indeed become a seventh-level warrior."

Shi Lei rubbed his swollen face and his eyes became dark.

When Prince Zhang left just now, he obviously couldn't control his strength and hurt him.

General Xiang's judgment was correct.

"I am at the peak of the sixth level. Isn't it normal to reach the seventh level in one step?"

"But His Highness has not been with us all the time. When did he break through?"

Shi Lei's question is also a question on everyone's mind.

They all looked expectantly at Prince Zhang who made no secret of his strength, hoping that Prince Zhang could give them some advice.

"Who will kill the pig?"

Zhang Junlin was not so generous as to share his cultivation experience with enemy generals.

He purposely showed off his current strength to prevent the people who were associating with him from despising his majesty and doing things that would be detrimental to Jinling such as escaping.

"..."

When a soft nail was hit, everyone smiled, but did not force it.

After all, the powerful enlightenment and cultivation techniques are not spread to outsiders.

What's more, Queen Mo's peerless skills can be cultivated to the peak of the ninth level.

"Xiao Li knows how to kill the New Year pig."

Shi Lei pointed at the versatile Li Da.

There are specialties in the art industry.

Zhang Junlin handed Xiao Li the black-haired pig that had died with a punch that shattered its meridians.

He went to the warehouse to make seasoning.

Inject the perfect soul into the barbecue you are going to eat next.

…

North of Jinling City.

Bai Zhi found South Vietnamese troops stationed five miles away from the city gate, so she could only walk in the rain.

On the way here, you can see many people trekking through mountains and rivers in the rain, but the closer you get to Jinling City, the less you see such scenes.

"The gates are open tightly, and no refugees have died of starvation or illness outside the city. This is not the same as the Jinling we imagined."

Bai Zhi murmured and walked to the bottom of the gate.

After the soldiers guarding the city carefully checked her route, they pointed to a simple shack built with tarpaulin in the city.

"If a girl doesn't have a place to stay, go there to register and receive food and accommodation."

Bai Zhi discovered that besides her, there were many refugees who were treated in the same way, and her chubby little face was full of confusion.

People in Jinling were running away, and there were many houses.

But wasn’t all the food taken away by the royal family?

The garrison soldiers and civilians didn’t have enough to eat, but they actually distributed it to the refugees?

Are you pretending to be fat?

"No matter what, let's go to the medical clinic in the east of the city to do what the lady told us."

Bai Zhi entered the city and saw the deserted streets, as if she had entered a ghost town, and suddenly realized that she had thought wrong.

This is not trying to make someone look fat.

This is clearly a fishing for fame and reputation.

"The refugees coming in from outside must be pretending that they are being given food, but there is not a single refugee in this shack. They don't even need to give out a tael of food, but they just get the reputation of 'helping the people' for nothing."

Bai Zhi thought of the second and eighth princes who were doing the same thing.

It feels like the South Vietnamese royal family is hopeless.

When she got back, she suggested that the young lady should go north to Northern Qi instead. The South Vietnamese royal family didn't care about the life and death of the South Vietnamese people, so why should they just eat carrots and not worry about it?
To be continued...