The Purple Lightning Flying Dragon Bright Silver Spear in Zhao Feng's hand opened a crack on the ground that was more than ten feet long and several feet deep, and flames were flying in the crack. With just one hand, the middle-aged man who wanted to drive them away was so frightened that the middle-aged man who wanted to drive them away ran away with his head in his arms.
The other hundred or so people dispersed in a hurry.
"Brother, you are so strong, my legs are almost broken!"
Zhao Feng looked at Lu Su and Cai Yan, who had sweat on their faces, and knew that what they were facing at this moment was already unbearable. The bizarre world of warriors was very different from the world of mortals.
"Zijing, Zhaoji, as a warrior, you must have a firm heart! You should regard these hardships as a test for your own mind!"
Lu Su was still full of youthful energy and patted his chest: "Brother, don't underestimate us, just a few setbacks can't defeat our fighting spirit!"
Cai Yan's face turned pale and he looked very embarrassed. Zhao Feng was determined to let the two of them know the current situation and the direction they had just come from as soon as possible.
"Look at the water over there!"
Lu Su and Cai Yan looked in the direction of Zhao Feng's finger. They saw corpses of humans, animals, and monsters drifting with the water on the water. They didn't know how many there were. Seeing this scene, Lu Su's face became ugly.
And Cai Yan fainted directly.
Zhao Feng grabbed Cai Yan's wrist and felt his pulse, then his face turned very ugly: "I didn't expect Zhao Ji to be infected with typhoid fever!"
Zhao Feng summoned a long-haired ox and an ox cart, and several people carried Cai Yan into the ox cart. Since there was no woman in front of them, it was inconvenient for others to examine Cai Yan.
So, Zhao Feng took out the disinfectant wine and applied the ointment and handed it to Lu Su: "Brother Xian, you are still young, so you can check Zhaoji and see that there are no scars on her body. This is the wine for cleaning wounds. This is
Don’t make mistakes when applying ointment to wounds.”
Lu Su hesitated and refused to take action: "Brother, let Father Xu handle this matter!"
"You and Zhao Ji have a good relationship. Now, in order to save people, you must obey the authority when the situation arises. This is the only way!"
Lu Su was about to give in, but luckily Cai Yan woke up at this time.
"Zhao Ji, can you hear us?"
Cai Yan nodded and opened his eyes. Zhao Feng said: "You fainted just now. I checked you. You suffered from cold. You should have been soaked in water and had scratches on your body. I wanted to ask Lu Su to help you."
Healing, now that you are awake, can you treat the wound yourself?"
Cai Yan shook his head and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work!"
After saying that, Cai Yan fell into coma again. Zhao Feng touched Cai Yan's forehead and it was so hot that it burned his hands: "Brother Xian, Zhao Ji has a fever. You have to treat her wound as soon as possible. If the wound is ulcerated, use a knife to cut off the rotten flesh!
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With that said, Zhao Feng took out a knife, small scissors, gauze and other items and gave them to Lu Su how to use them. Then he gave Cai Yan some elixirs. At this time, Master Xu Huang had already walked out.
Just as Zhao Feng came outside, Xu Huang came over and said, "My lord, someone was making trouble just now and was driven away by my lord's servants."
"Got it!" As soon as Zhao Feng finished speaking, the Holy Ape strode back and threw down several weapons: "Master, I drove away the troublemakers without harming their lives."
"Well done!" Zhao Feng praised.
"Master, it's great that you have such an orc chariot!" The Holy Ape pointed at the bullock cart pulled by the long-haired oxen and said happily.
"Chariot?" Zhao Feng was a little confused.
"Master, please look!"
The holy ape said, came to the vicinity of the bullock cart, walked to the shaft of the cart, and tinkered with it. The bullock cart changed drastically, with four arrow towers rising from the four corners, and even an attack cannon in the center.
At the same time, the exterior of the oxcart was covered with iron armor and had sharp spikes on the edges. Strong leather armor also appeared on the two long-haired cattle. And weapons similar to heavy machine guns were hung on both sides of their bodies.
"Master, it's a pity that all the supplies on this chariot have been used up, otherwise this guy could be turned into a mobile war fortress."
Zhao Feng was very interested when he saw that the ox cart turned into a chariot in the blink of an eye, and asked: "Holy Ape, what else do you need to upgrade this chariot?"
The Holy Ape pointed to the place he had just controlled and explained: "The required resources are all here, but currently we can only upgrade it once because the drawings required for the intermediate tank have been lost!"
The Holy Ape did not know that the orc camp that originally owned this chariot did not equip it with more resources.
Zhao Feng took a closer look and saw that there were not many things needed. Most of them were steel ingots, wood, leather and other materials. Each of them was not much.
"Holy Ape, can I upgrade this chariot with these things?" Zhao Feng asked.
"Yes, Master, as long as there are materials and upgraded blueprints, the transformation can be completed automatically."
When Zhao Feng heard this, he immediately realized why Pang Ming, who was taken away directly from the Martial Arts Palace, was taken seriously by the Martial Arts Palace.
Technological craftsmen, the rarest special profession in the nightmare world, are inseparable from blueprint designers in the manufacture of various engineering items ranging from ordinary mechanisms to complex war weapons.
"You should be able to find these materials nearby. I'll go look around. You guys stay here, we'll live here temporarily."
Xu Huang agreed, and he and his father began to collect usable things on the hillside. In the previous chaos, all the things that several people carried with them were lost. The worst thing was that there was no food or drink at the moment.
After Zhao Feng left, the holy ape quietly sneaked into the flood and captured a monster in the water, thus solving the food problem.
The area of the hillside is quite vast. It looks like it should be a highland, or a small plateau. Zhao Feng walked along the path that was walked by. Not far after walking out, he saw flat fields with plantings.
Most of the crops were of types that Zhao Feng had never seen before, and they seemed to be vegetables and grains.
The grain crops in this field were about to be harvested. They were heavy and hanging low. A gust of wind blew by, making a constant rustling sound.
The field was very vast, and Zhao Feng had walked for an hour and still hadn't reached the end. As he was walking, he turned around a small slope in front of him, and a group of people were fighting not far away.
"You guys are thieves, I was kind enough to take you in, but I didn't expect you to find ways to steal our food!"
"Old man, you're farting, these things are ownerless, I can take as much as I want!"
The fighting party was a group of people who were frightened away by Zhao Feng. Their number was far greater than the people dressed as farmers.
The farmer was not good at fighting after all, and seven or eight people had already fallen into a pool of blood. Zhao Feng saw this scene from a distance, anger rose in his heart, he roared, and rushed over.
"Stop it, you jackals!"
Zhao Feng's steps were very fast, and he quickly came to the burly middle-aged man wielding a ghost-headed sword. He beat the man to the ground with a shot of his gun, and then beat the group of people who were beating people and robbing things like a gust of wind, knocking them staggering.