Chapter 29: Provoking Each Other

  Zhang Feng saw an angel again!

  He had even more doubts about the battlefield.

  What is war?

  Why did the angel come again?

  Until the angel guarded the middle-aged man disappeared in the whirlpool, the thundercloud dispersed.

  That ray of light landed on Zhang Feng's brow and gradually merged into his brain.

  Fragmented memories inlaid, various knowledge merged.

  Zhang Feng felt that these memories were his own, like things he had experienced himself.

  Even clear to the point where he has the appearance and weaknesses of some monsters in his mind.

  He wanted to search his memory for information about Earth's variations, but he couldn't.

  The middle-aged man is called Qing, this is the only information about him. There is also no mention of what Qing said about the war.

  When he searched for the location of the third-level battlefield altar, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat and gritted his teeth: "Son of a bitch's dagger, indeed not having good intentions."

  That person didn't point out the location of the altar at all.

  In a closed space, it is impossible for people from lower-level battlefields to sneak into higher-level battlefields.

  And for those who have reached the higher levels of the battlefield, entering here is also a path of no return.

  You can't find a node for smuggling, then you will be trapped in an enclosed space.

  And that so-called spatial node is a monster, a 30-level rare soul.

  At his level, if it were in the past, you would be dead for sure.

  At the same time, Zhang Feng read a thrilling message in the memory of middle-aged people.

  The stone room where the middle-aged man was sealed was enormous. Zhang Feng continuously cut at one corner of the stone room with his war knife.

  Massive boulders were smashed into pieces like tofu dregs and tossed aside.

  A straight passageway extended downward into the stone chamber.

  Until Zhang Feng's war knife made a crisp "ding" sound, emitting the sound of colliding metal, he stopped and slowly used both hands to scoop away the mud around him.

  This is an iron box one foot square.

  From Qing's memory, Zhang Feng had already read about two things related to this place and couldn't help but want to take a look.

  There was a copper lock on the iron box, Zhang Feng directly used force to twist and break it, slowly opening the iron box.

  Inside there is a thin booklet and a small black pellet.

  Zhang Feng first used reconnaissance on the scroll.

  Frenzied Potion Recipe:

  Quality: Three Golden Stars!

  A violent potion distilled from dozens of minerals and medicines, possessing the power to drive people mad. Using a violent potion increases one's attributes threefold for five minutes. After the effect disappears, it cannot be triggered again within six hours.

  The medicine of Golden Three Stars has such properties, Zhang Feng couldn't help but take a cold breath.

  If you encounter a BOSS, triple your strength and burst out, even if you can't defeat it, it's worth living.

  In Qing's memory, this was the equipment that dropped when the 16 of them killed a BOSS at the time. Unfortunately, no one had the ability to use it, so the item remained with Qing until it was sealed in the isolated space.

  Will this thing make a difference if it's dropped by a level 50 BOSS?

  Zhang Feng solemnly put away the formula and picked up the black ball.

  Golden Orb Web

  Quality: One Gold Star.

  Consumable item. The Golden Spider Silk is extremely tough and has a strong adhesive property, once attached to a living being it will greatly restrict the speed of life.

  Zhang Feng pinched the golden net and retreated, his eyes slightly narrowed as he put away his things and crawled out of the stone room.

  A dark mass descended from above, and countless souls shrieked as they plunged down.

  "Qing has left, there's no seal here anymore." Zhang Feng swung out with one hand holding a war knife and the other holding a demonic gun.

  A large number of souls were swept away.

  A piece of black crystal was being loaded into a ring.

  Xiao Hei's body shape is now close to that of a full-grown cow, but it still shows signs of being in its juvenile state.

  After several hours of struggling, Zhang Feng once again escaped from the confined space.

  About fifty people surrounded the blacksmith's shop, each holding a weapon in hand, staring tightly at Zhang Feng.

  More and more people gathered around, pointing fingers at each other in clusters.

  "The assassin heard that Qing Long had accepted a mission and would appear here, so he lay in wait."

  "It's going to be a fierce battle again, I don't know who will win?"

  “……”

  Many people whispered to each other.

  Zhang Feng sized up the two people in front of him.

  An old man with white hair, tall and strong, with a ruddy complexion, majestic without being angry.

  Another Wu Daode's spirit was weak and his face was pale.

  It's clear that Wu Daode was not underestimated by Zhang Fengyi.

  The tall old man looked at Zhang Feng and said with a ferocious expression: "You are Qing Long?"

  "Are you Blood Knife?" Zhang Feng sized up the old man, also guessing his identity.

  "I am the Blood Blade." The old man gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Feng, "You killed my grandson, made my son spit blood. Today, I have come to challenge you. If your Qing Long has guts, let's go out of the camp together, one of us will not leave alive."

  "Killed the son and came for the grandson. How come your son can't even beat him, and now you, as a grandfather, are also coming up. It's really three generations of ancestors on the battlefield!"

  "Qing Long, you——" Wu Daode heard clearly from the side, his son's hatred and his own humiliation rose again, he pointed at Zhang Feng with a trembling finger and shouted loudly: "If you have the guts, come out of the camp, I won't die until I settle this with you."

  Zhang Feng looked at Wu Daode and said: "Alright, let's do it here. You go first, so you can't say I'm bullying you."

  "You, damn it!" Wu Daode couldn't help but curse, his anger making him grit his teeth, his face even paler.

  Who doesn't know that in the camp, whoever makes the first move will be killed.

  Qīng Lóng is the only one who can take action in the camp without being taken care of by the guards.

  Now Green Dragon has this kind of talk provoking him, obviously it's saying he is incompetent.

  "Son, this kid is sharp-tongued and quick-witted, no need to waste words on him." Blood Knife stretched out a finger: "Qing Long, I'll give you one day to consider. If you don't accept my challenge, anyone who steps out of the camp will be killed by me. Whether you're an ally or not, if you fall into my hands, you'll definitely die."

  Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Why play fiercely?"

  Saying that, Zhang Feng stretched out one finger and said: "Blood Knife, I respect you as an elder and won't bother with today's matter. I'll give you a day to think about it, come back here tomorrow and bother me again, do you believe I can wipe you all out once more in the camp?"

  Zhang Feng's voice grew louder and louder, finally sharp as a knife edge, his eyes shot out cold light, like two sharp swords stabbing Blood Knife.

  Fierce momentum, combined with the strong power in the hearts of outsiders, makes the person's scalp feel numb.

  Zhang Feng has done this kind of thing before, will he still be afraid to do it again?

  At this moment, except for Blood Knife and Wu Dao De, everyone who had been stabbed by the knife felt as if they had a cold blade held to their neck.

  They were covered in goosebumps and drenched in cold sweat.

  Xue Dao's status as one of the five knives of Ci Dao has always made him high and mighty, cultivating a strong and overbearing demeanor.

  However, today he faced Qinglong and actually weakened by half, being stunned by Zhang Feng's words for 0.2 seconds.

  When the Blood Blade came back to his senses, he was furious at being pressed down by the Green Dragon for a moment, and with a swift motion of his hand, he shouted: "Good! Green Dragon, I want to see if you have that skill. I will do what I say, anyone who comes out, I will kill."

  "See you tomorrow, don't bother me."

  Zhang Feng waved his hand to drive away the Blood Knife, "I still have a task to complete, if you're not busy, can you disappear for a bit? To be honest, every time I see your kind of assassin, I get an urge to take action."

  "You -" Xue Dao is also considered a person with some temperament, but being driven away by someone's annoying attitude is also somewhat infuriating.

  He can't just ignore the challenge and pretend it has nothing to do with him.

  When you encounter a rascal, the only way is to be more rascally than him.

  In this camp, you can't fight, whether you move your hands or not, no matter how unruly you are, you'll never be more unruly than Qing Long.

  Even if you know that Qing Long is scolding you, you can only endure it.

  The bloody knife beckons, and a group of dagger-wielding younger brothers who were eager to start a war found themselves limp once again.

  One by one, they hung their heads in shame and followed Blood Knife's back as he left.

  Among onlookers, more people clenched their fists in extreme dissatisfaction with bayonets.

  The Blood Knife actually declared that they would slaughter them outside the camp, this is basically not taking them as human beings!

  They are not parties to the covenant; can they be of use in defending it?

  "It's too much to just kill someone." Someone clenched their fists and glared at the backs of the bayonet-wielding crowd, filled with endless resentment.

  "Damn it, the spear is too crazy, they don't even treat us as human beings. If one day I become strong, I'll chop all the people with spears to pieces."

  "I'm not going out, I'd rather stay in the camp for these few days. Let me see how far the bayonet can go in the camp!"

  "If the Alliance and Horde start fighting this time, I'll support the Alliance. Whoever asks for people will get people, whoever asks for money will get money. I just want to see the Horde's people die."

  "Count me in! I'd rather die than be outdone by a dagger!"

  “……”

  The hatred for bayonets had been sown long ago when the last bayonet maniac was shouting about ruling the camp.

  The people in this camp don't have a good impression of bayonets.

  Having been slaughtered by Qinglong once, the incoming assassin's blade did not retreat but instead became even more arrogant and clamorous, openly shouting in the camp.

  The dissatisfaction of the camp people with bayonets has begun to escalate, and those who cannot get bayonets are desperate.

  These people's psychological changes, Zhang Feng did not know.

  In his eyes, as long as the dagger was pinned on the provocative alliance treaty, everything had nothing to do with him.

  Zhang Feng bowed to Arroyo after Blood Knife and the others left, saying: "Mr. Arroyo, I need a custom grappling hook set. Can you finish it before midnight?"

  "Honorable warrior, rest assured, I will create for you a set of the most perfect grappling hooks."

  "Thank you." Zhang Feng told Aloyo about the length of the chain and the style of the hook.

  "What a fine piece of work." Arroyo gazed at the blueprint in admiration and had already picked up his tools to start making it.

  Zhang Feng left Arojo and returned to the tent. He first cooked some food, then rested, and afterwards gave Xiao Pang the formula for the Crazy Explosive Potion.

  Xiao Pang is with Zhao Weiguo.

  A small swindler, a chief advisor of a monopoly enterprise, two geniuses are designing an apocalyptic business school.

  As soon as the prescription for the violent medicine was taken out, two people's eyes lit up at once.

  Zhao Weiguo pinched the formula and said, "Good stuff, good stuff. Qinglong, you've got an incredible thing. Don't be greedy, as long as you can produce three bottles, I can help you make at least 500,000 Earth coins."

  "I'm not good at business. I trust Mr. Zhao, and I believe you will definitely become the economic pillar of our alliance. As for what you need, as long as we can get it, just let us know."

  Zhao Weiguo looked at Zhang Feng with gratitude: "Thank you very much for your trust. In this apocalyptic world, there are still people who look up to me, and I will definitely do my best to serve the alliance."

  Zhao Weiguo stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Feng.

  Zhang Feng hastily helped Zhao Weiguo up and said, "Mr. Zhao, this is not right. The alliance is just an organization, we're all together, no need for such formalities. Besides..."

  Zhang Feng felt a bit embarrassed and said: "You're older than my father, how can I accept this courtesy from you?"

  "Haha, I was wrong this time, it won't happen again."

  Zhao Weiguo burst out laughing.

  "Zhang Feng, help me collect some chips for a moment, I want to exchange them for Gejina's task." Blue Orchid came in from outside the tent at this time and saw Zhang Feng was also there, immediately excitedly went forward and pulled Zhang Feng.

  "What about Gajina's task?" Zhang Feng was taken aback, and casually said: "Put that task aside for now. The glory value is only worth 100, but it requires 2,000 chips. Go to Koro first and buy a map and ring, then throw them away and go buy another one. Koro will give you a task to draw a battle map, and all you need to do is walk through the fixed area to complete the task. This is a linked task that can be exchanged for a set of white silver five-star agility equipment. If you sit down and do this task, the chips Gajina wants will almost be collected."

  "Huh, how did you know?" Blue Orchid looked at Zhang Feng in surprise.

  Now everyone is still in the exploratory stage of the task, and no one knows what a task flow is. But as soon as Zhang Feng speaks, he seems to be particularly clear.

  Zhang Feng was also stunned at this time.

  It's obviously the memory of youth playing tricks on me.

  But will anyone believe this?

  Zhang Feng shrugged and said, "I was going to tell you anyway. I lost a map and a ring, so I went to rebuy them, but then Koro gave me this task. You know the route I took, the agility suit is useless."

  "Really?" Blue Orchid looked at Zhang Feng with some disbelief.

  "Can I fool you? You'll find out soon enough. This task is one-of-a-kind, if you're late someone will snatch it."

  "I'll go and try." Lanlan left with mixed feelings of doubt and faith.

  Zhang Feng went to the military camp again and exchanged a few pieces of equipment for several landmines. PS: Let me explain again. According to modern people's naming conventions, white gold should be called platinum, which is a metal rarer than gold but does not contain gold. So, in order to avoid ambiguity, white gold refers to white gold, and yellow gold refers to yellow gold.