It is a pity that the meat quality of the flying dragon that Zhang Zicheng could easily defeat did not surprise him.
Even the strongest flying dragon, the meat still tastes like it has been severely soaked in water. However, for meat, this may be an advantage. After all, the soft texture is the most important part of all meat processing. Spices do not involve energy issues. Apart from being spicy, Zhang Zicheng can also taste it normally. Therefore, although Feilong meat was cooked for a luxurious barbecue feast, it did not make him feel very delicious. It tasted slightly worse than the starch sausage without burnt skin in his previous life.
, but it can barely be regarded as a normal meal.
Another thing that deserves Zhang Zicheng's attention is that the second invasion of the flying dragon finally allowed the Black Ship people and the Vikings to break the ice. Even though they didn't understand each other in the language, they started to communicate with each other while cooperating in the process of cleaning up the flying dragon corpses.
Get up.
The scene was extremely harmonious for a time... After all, these flying dragon corpses were, strictly speaking, Zhang Zicheng's prey. So how to deal with them was, of course, whatever the Black Ship people said. The Vikings finally showed how to handle them in the face of powerful force.
The warm hospitality of the sea nomads includes singing and dancing.
The banquet at the foot of the mountain lasted all day and night, and even once attracted Zhang Zicheng to join in the fun.
However, as soon as Zhang Zicheng arrived, the scene immediately cooled down. Although the singing and dancing Vikings were still performing hard, except for those with tasks, the rest of the eaters, drinkers and merrymakers enjoying the banquet were on pins and needles.
The only difference is the little girl named Beatrice.
Even though her father... Quilk, who was lame on one leg, was winking at her crazily, Beatrice still followed her own ideas and stepped forward to offer Zhang Zicheng the Viking wine and goat's milk cheese.
Unfortunately, they were still very bland, so Zhang Zicheng only tasted a few of them, and then found an excuse to quit this unique Viking bonfire party.
However, Zhang Zicheng did not expect that after he left, the little girl named Beatrice would follow him.
Zhang Zicheng was not in a hurry to go up the mountain. He walked along the rocky and rough sandy coast, feeling the sweet and cold sea breeze and admiring the night view of this world.
Although the vegetation in this world looks similar to that on Earth, and there is even only one sun during the day, the night scene looks very different from the region.
The starry sky here is too rich. The bright moon makes Zhang Zicheng feel that it is almost close to the entire planet. It almost occupies nearly one-tenth of the entire sky. It is not so much a moon as it is a giant silver-white
searchlight.
And around the moon, there are not only bright and complicated stars, but also other planets or satellites visible to the naked eye... There is an orange-yellow satellite, which is about the same size as the Earth's moon, and there is a smaller blue planet on the other side.
One direction.
Further down, there is an aurora-like green light formed by the moonlight refracted by the planet's atmosphere, superimposed with the loose and thin clouds in the sky, making it look mysterious and gorgeous.
Beatrice followed Zhang Zicheng's line of sight, and it was rare that she could appreciate this beautiful starry sky again after growing up.
But after all, this is the place where she has lived since she was a child, and she has long been tired of seeing the beautiful scenery.
In the end, she lowered her head without saying a word, and followed Zhang Zicheng, keeping a distance of four or five meters, looking for the footprints Zhang Zicheng had walked, and stepping in them step by step.
Beatrice didn't wear boots, which made her footprints nested among Zhang Zicheng's shoe prints look very funny.
After playing for a while, she finally raised her head and asked aloud: "Since you are not a god, can I also have as much power as you?"
After Zhang Zicheng emphasized that she was not a god, Beatrice was very obedient and put down her unnecessary excessive respect, and behaved very naturally when getting along with her - at least, it was equivalent to the attitude of a shy little girl when meeting a strange elder.
The same as everyone else, either they dare not take a breath, or they are simply as humble as the dirt.
Therefore, Zhang Zicheng had a very good impression of this little girl, especially her courageous performance in killing the enemy. She was obviously a practical activist, so Zhang Zicheng was indeed interested in communicating with her.
So he chuckled and asked: "Do you want to have the same power as me? Can you tell me your purpose?" Qianqianwannu
Beatrice suddenly looked confused: "Purpose? Shouldn't it be natural to want to become strong?"
That's true.
Zhang Zicheng nodded in approval.
If you are an ordinary earthling, you may sneer at this, because the upper limit of individual strength is just like that. Overlord Xiang Yu, Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms, people who dominate for a while with personal force in historical records, do not necessarily have a good ending. p>
But this world is, after all, a world of beings with extraordinary power. Although Zhang Zicheng has not yet experienced the so-called moving mountains and reclaiming seas, the performance of this little girl can be called a warrior in a lawn-mowing game like Dynasty Warriors.
.In such a world, the pursuit of power is indeed the same as the pursuit of 'money' by people on earth.
Zhang Zicheng blew the sea breeze without stopping and continued walking slowly. He walked in front and said: "It is indeed a matter of course, but just because the pursuit of power is what everyone desires, then why should I teach it to you alone? It's a human being
If you want to pursue strength, come to me, won’t I be exhausted?”
Beatrice suddenly looked embarrassed. Zhang Zicheng's words were so reasonable to an illiterate person who had never read a book that they could not refute them.
However, Zhang Zicheng did not want to deliberately make things difficult for the other party, so he still pointed out the direction of answering the question softly: "What I want to hear is your unique reason. No matter what your answer is, I want to see your own thinking. You can
As long as the direction of motivation can impress me, I can teach you a trick or two."
When Beatrice heard this, she blinked her eyes and her eyes were slightly dazed for a moment.
After a while, she slowly spoke in the quiet air: "I... I actually didn't want to see my companions get hurt since I was a child, so I was determined to make a potion that can treat pain like Grandma Mosa.
Teacher."
Zhang Zicheng turned around and said to himself that when I saw you jumping on the dragon's back while holding your breath, you really didn't look like an inspiring little girl to be a wet nurse.
When Beatrice saw Zhang Zicheng stopped, she also stopped.
She was a little afraid to look at Zhang Zicheng, so she turned to look at the sea in embarrassment, took a deep breath, and continued: "But... I found that the curative effects of plants have limits. My childhood playmate, Yagna
, he once entered the forest with his companions in order to help the tribe find suitable firewood for the winter, but he did not expect to be attacked by wild bears who also needed to survive the winter and left their territory to expand their hunting range."
There was a trace of sadness in Beatrice's voice: "I tried my best and used all the methods Grandma Mosa gave me. Whether it was applying medicine to him, wrapping cloth to stop bleeding, feeding him hot food...
…But in the end, we were unable to save him from serious injuries. He just lay in pain on the hospital bed for a long time, and finally died of an inexplicable fever one night."
Beatrice tried her best to calm her voice and closed her eyes to ease her emotions. When she reopened her eyes, which were like the green aurora in the sky, there was only determination in her eyes.
"However, his other companion, Shia, survived."
"Because I killed that wild bear and stabbed it through the eye with my father's spear."
"It went crazy for a long time and even broke two trees, but in the end, it died."
Beatrice clenched her fists and spoke forcefully: "Since then, no wild bears have ever eaten people. So, I continued to hunt wild wolves in Iceland and sharks and whales in the sea... When I killed
The more beasts that die, the fewer people need to be healed."
“I finally understood that, rather than treating injuries and illnesses, it is not only easier to address the source of the injury at the root, but also allows people to suffer less pain. There is simply no more perfect treatment plan than this.
."
She finally dared to raise her head, look directly at Zhang Zicheng's slightly scrutinizing eyes, and said firmly: "At least, I never want to see you die so easily just because of their recklessness after you landed." p>
Zhang Zicheng finally smiled. He had no other intention, he just thought this little girl was quite interesting.
Killing to save others?
Killing is to protect lives, killing karma is not killing people.
Of course, if the person who said something was a young and strong young man, it wouldn't be that interesting.
In the final analysis, it was Beatrice who looked cute that made Zhang Zicheng interested in what she said.
"Okay."
Zhang Zicheng said casually: "You can practice with me tomorrow... I happen to have some skills, but I don't dare to experiment on my own, so I will use your body as a guinea pig to pay for the teaching."
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Tiluru has been 'trapped' in this 2.9999... dimension for a week.
This time, no matter what method she used, she was unable to transcend the tribulation and ascend, which made her frown and her whole body showed extremely low air pressure.
Such low pressure, coupled with solid hard power, is what is called majesty...
Such a majestic momentum, even though she was only sitting at Yansha Pass, the hub of the fortress, made the entire northern border tremble with fear. Even the tribes outside the forcible, who were about to be overwhelmed by the cold wave, also forcibly changed their direction and headed towards an even more bitter cold.
Go to the far west.
It's impossible not to go. If we disturb that pink devil again, the lives of a hundred thousand herdsmen won't be enough.
Just when we attacked Yansha Pass last time, the so-called 30,000 elite cavalry of the Golden Tribe turned into an endless river of blood, forming a huge lake in the desert.
Although most people don't know what is going on, and it can only be attributed to the power of natural disasters, but the initiator of the disaster, no matter how stupid he is, clearly understands that it exists real and real.
After all, walking on the flying sand, with fluorescent pink hair, and a stunning and unparalleled face... This is not a goddess coming down to earth, what else can it be?
It's a pity that the goddess does not accept any offerings or even prayers. Some herdsmen outside the Great Wall regarded her as the daughter of the Immortal God and secretly built statues of gods. However, they came to her from thousands of miles away and warned that no one should believe in her. p>
If it were not for the purpose of spreading this information, I am afraid that the people who initially believed in the goddess would not be able to survive for a hundred lives.
This attitude that neither beating nor kneeling would do anything, forced them to run away.
It's a pity...the nomads can run away, but the people in the entire Central Plains martial arts forest can't run away.
Tilulu sat on the tallest building in the city, holding her chin with her palms, letting her hair flow like a waterfall behind her, and said coldly: "Have you not found the warrior who claims to be able to break the void?"