Fortress No. 7, ascetics assigned a stationing point.

Zhang Yan passed through the crowded and frenzied crowd and entered the yard with uneasiness.

Since Lin An returned, Lin An’s record has been circulating throughout the No. 7 Fortress.

Under the intentional spread, most ordinary people regard Lin An as the next guard of Fortress No. 7.

Even after Xiong Hanzi deliberately released that Lin An was actually a new ascetic practitioner. That is, after gaining strength through the "shortcut", a large number of new ascetic practitioners changed their attitudes before, blocking the door of the yard day and night, begging Lin An to give them some advice.

Especially after the war, many new ascetics were already overdrawn.

There is not much time.

Under the crazy thinking mode, even if Lin An asks them to eat shit and get strength, they will immediately seize the pit of the entire fortress.

Any words about Lin An are regarded as "truth".

"Mr. Lin An, please tell us how to strengthen our beliefs!!"

Begging hard.

The newly promoted ascetic who knelt on the ground, ignoring his dignity and so-called beliefs, had a slightly transparent body shape.

They long for Lin An to tell them how they can become stronger.

As they gain strength through self-harm and self-abuse, many of them are stuck in the initial stage and cannot move forward.

No matter what means they use, no matter how cruel they are to themselves, they cannot go further.

The pleasure brought by that "firm" belief is also weaker.

Just like with drug resistance, pain only brings pain.

Listening to the miserable begging outside the yard, Zhang Yan was a little creepy for a moment.

The new ascetic practitioner is really crazy.

He noticed that many ascetic practitioners were willing to "disassemble" their own on the spot in order to prove their determination in order to prove their determination.

"Have you collected the things?"

In the courtyard, Xiong Hanzi asked Zhang Yan in a low voice with a mysterious expression, and subconsciously glanced at Lin An who was studying the mystery again.

"It has been collected... Lord Zhang Tie..."

Zhang Yan replied in a low voice with a respectful expression, with some uneasiness in his eyes.

As early as a week ago, Zhang Tie in front of him asked him to collect the bodies of soldiers who died in battle, or...

The dead ascetic, the remaining brain tissue.

Such a strange and strange behavior made him think a lot.

Lord Lin An...what exactly do you want to do?

Xiong Hanzi, who was standing there, saw what he was thinking, so he grinned and smiled indifferently.

The smile was ugly, and it fell into Zhang Yan's eyes, just like a villain's weird laugh.

"Hey, boy."

"Don't think so much, just do your business!"

"Things are used to study the cultivation methods of ascetics. They are only good for you, but not bad for you!"

Blinked.

Xiong Hanzi tried her best to look like a good person, looking like you didn't have to worry about it.

But the more he heard Zhang Tie say this, the more Zhang Yan felt that he seemed to be involved in a shocking conspiracy.

He raised his head carefully and forced a smile.

Thanks to Lin An as a "backer", his status in the army has increased.

If Lin An is among the people of Fortress No. 7, he is the next guard.

With Lin An’s support, he will be the next highest general in the fortress!

It is fake to have no ambition and not be excited.

Therefore, he naturally did his best to what Lin An ordered.

In just a few days, he almost spent his entire trip to collect the bodies and secretly transported them into this small yard.

"Are people coming?"

In the yard, a cold and tired sound rang out.

Lin An pushed open the door that had been sealed for a long time and looked at Zhang Yan who was talking to Xiong Hanzi casually.

Thinking of something, he rubbed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes at the light curtain above his head.

After pausing for a moment, he waved to Zhang Yan's hurried contempt:

"Come here, it's just right. I want you to try something."

A mysterious smile.

As he said that, he threw a piece of powder that Zhang Yan had never seen before and was put in a test tube.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan was stunned and subconsciously used the test tube.

Looking at the transparent "glass" products, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Uneasy, he looked up carefully and asked:

"Sir...is this..."

Lin An smiled relaxedly, noticed Xiong Hanzi standing beside him, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Didn't care.

"Just eat it, this thing can help you become an ascetic."

"Maybe it's very strong..."

straightforward.

A light sentence made Zhang Yan suddenly widen his eyes, almost unable to hold the potion in his hand.

What!?

Why did the adults suddenly say this?

Can this thing help me become an ascetic!?

a bolt from the blue.

Zhang Yan stared at the potion in disbelief, and the horror in his heart surged like a crazy wolf.

He never expected that Lin An would come over and help him become an ascetic?

Half-belief and half-doubt.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe Lin An.

But this kind of thing is too incredible.

It is precisely because Lin An is so powerful that he is not as powerful as an ascetic.

That's why he is willing to believe half of it.

The sound is dry.

Zhang Yan was excited and stammered at Lin An:

"Big...man."

“I’ve tried…become an ascetic before.”

"But I can't feel the mysterious feeling that seems to be united with faith in the mouth of the ascetic..."

"I...I can't..."

Stumbling.

Having said that, the hand holding the test tube did not loosen apart.

He knew the rumors from the outside world, and the rumors said that Lin An mastered some powerful skill, even circulated from the secrets of the oldest ascetic practitioners.

This kind of surprise from the sky really knocked him out.

If you eat this, you will not only become an ascetic, but perhaps you will still be a very powerful person?

Seeing that Zhang Yan was a little nagging, Lin An frowned slightly and directly signaled him to eat it.

“Just eat it right.”

"If you don't want to be an ascetic, then give it to those outside the yard."

"Don't you believe me?"

The tone is unquestionable.
To be continued...