Time passes quietly like a white horse passing by.
For three days, Fang Fan stayed in the cave to practice without taking a single step.
During this process, only Fan Fei came in and out from time to time, reporting work to Fang Fan, asking for instructions, and also bringing documents from the territory, waiting for Fang Fan's approval.
As for the rest of the time, Fang Fan was in a state of cultivation. In three days, although he had not made any breakthroughs in cultivation, he was able to fully control his strength and regulate his body to its best condition.
On this day, Fang Fan came up from the cave, walked out of the room, and faced the sun, which made him a little dazzled.
I squinted my eyes and slowly adapted. It took me a while to react and see clearly what was going on outside.
The camp is different from the past. At this time, the camp has undergone multiple expansions and reinforcements from the territory, and now it has the size of a village.
There are watchtowers standing tall at the four corners, a thick wall that is nearly ten feet high, and a circle of fences to keep out horses. These all make the camp look like a beast crawling on the ground, dangerous and imposing.
After many reinforcements from the village, there are currently three hundred spearmen in the camp, but what is even more eye-catching is the center of the camp.
Dian Wei is wearing heavy armor and holding a big gun as thick as an oval, which gives people a feeling of extreme killing.
Behind him, there were a total of ten burly, bear-like men. They were all wearing heavy armor and holding goose egg-sized guns. They were dark, cold, and full of evil aura.
"village head."
Dian Wei walked over and said in a low voice. Eleven people walked over together, and the ground was shaking.
"good."
Fang Fan nodded with satisfaction, this beast soul is worth it!
Behind them, there were several boxes piled aside, protected by them in the middle.
The box was covered with black cloth, so you couldn't see clearly what was inside, which made people full of curiosity.
While Fang Fan was inspecting the camp, he whispered something to Fan Fei.
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In three days, more people came to the island in the center of the lake, reaching its peak period.
As a result, the market by the lake became more and more prosperous. Originally, only those who lacked strength stayed, but because they were unwilling to leave, they slowly gathered here to trade.
Later, the number of people increased and a market gradually formed.
As long as they come here, anyone who wants to enter the island in the middle of the lake will stop here, repair, supply, and learn information, and then go to the island along the Ning'an Floating Bridge.
Under this situation, there are more and more shops and stalls in the market, and the transaction amount is gradually increasing. Among them, the largest and most famous one is the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce.
Fairness, fairness, and a promise worth a thousand dollars.
In the market, no one will suspect that the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce is cheating, and no one will suspect that the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce's prices are unfair. The prices of the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce are the standard.
Because everyone knows that Ning'an has a strong-armed village chief, and people also know that the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce has made many transactions, both precious and ordinary, with weak and powerful objects.
But no matter what, the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce has never broken its promise.
A promise worth a thousand dollars!
However, the market was in full swing, but the atmosphere on the island in the middle of the lake dropped to freezing point.
On the island in the middle of the lake, people who were alone first disappeared one by one, and died when they were alone.
This is nothing, it just adds one more piece of information about the market. It is extremely dangerous. It is easy to form a team to go there.
Gradually, no one was left alone, and everyone was exploring in small groups. However, under such circumstances, teams often disappeared.
Unlike in the past, these teams have not completely lost their traces. Only the first-order soldiers are missing, and all the militiamen in the teams are still there.
But this did not make them relax, but made them fearful.
Because none of the remaining militiamen survived, all the militiamen's faces turned purple, and their throats and spines were crushed to pieces.
Accidents happened to teams one after another, soldiers disappeared one after another, and militiamen died one after another, making the island in the middle of the lake filled with fear.
Various speculations spread, and some even said that soldiers were captured for experiments, sliced into pieces, and those who disappeared were worse than dead.
The emergence of stories one after another intensified the atmosphere of terror, and suddenly everyone was in danger.
In this terrifying atmosphere, the leaders of the four major forces on the island in the center of the lake gathered together.
"Chen Gong, isn't Cao Cao here?"
Fang Fan glanced over and looked at Xia Hou and Chen Gong who were coming.
After hearing Fang Fan's words, Xiahou's face showed anger, but before he could say anything, Chen Gong suppressed it.
"The territory is busy with things, so I didn't come."
"Humph, what a big arrogant person."
In the other corner, there was a man sitting, with a pale face, a long beard, and a somewhat arrogant look.
"Are you able to become Cao Cao's master?"
Fang Fan smiled slightly, but what he said made Chen Gong's expression change slightly.
"Of course I can't do it. How can a subordinate do it? It's my lord's master.
However, Village Chief Fang doesn’t worry too much, and since the Lord favors me, I can still decide everything on the island in the middle of the lake.”
At this time, four people were sitting in the open space, including Fang Fan and Chen Gong.
The arrogant man from the south, Yuan Shu of the Three Kingdoms.
The big man with a mace on his shoulder in the east looks carefree, he is Sun Jun.
The four of them were sitting in the middle, with their guards ten steps away, looking at each other warily.
"Village Chief Fang, if you have anything to say, just tell me. My ordinary helper brother will wait for me to return."
Sun Jun said carelessly.
"Don't you all know the purpose of my coming to see you?
How much more do you need from me? Didn't you send someone to check before coming?"
"They're just a bunch of remnants of the Yellow Turbans."
Yuan Shu said disdainfully, his face still full of arrogance, as if he was aloof and looked down on everyone.
However, Fang Fan did not take him lightly because of this.
I'm afraid this arrogance is all fake. Being here already speaks for itself.
"The remnants of the Yellow Turbans? If those can be called remnants, then who are we?"
After Fang Fan finished speaking, no one answered. Fang Fan cursed secretly and just continued.
"According to my information, those are all special troops, the Yellow Turban Warriors. The real special troops are not the ones behind you."
Fang Fan looked at the tough guards behind them with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Everyone was a little silent. They were also a little shocked when they tried it.
They all know that there is no weak person in the special arms, but corresponding to this is extremely high training difficulty.
They spent a lot of energy behind them, but they are still trained. The guards who are just prototypes of special units can already explain the problem.
The investigative information clearly told them that those groups in those caves were indeed special units, real special units.
Even if it is just the lowest level of low-level special arms, it still represents unparalleled power.
"You don't need me to explain to you the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, right?"
Yuan Shu looked arrogant and knocked his hand on the wooden table.
"Don't let the remnants of the Yellow Turbans stay!"
