From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

Chapter 17: Technical talents

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After checking the attributes of all the refugees, Qin Shujian also found a dozen more people there.

These people also majored in Changchun Gong.

This is like a technique that comes from the same origin.

But in terms of realm, they are all hovering around the first level of martial arts. Except for Zhao Shanlin and Wang Hu, there is no one who has reached the second level or above.

but.

This is enough.

After absorbing this group of people, the strength of the entire Liangshan village has at least doubled.

As for so many masters, there is a hidden danger of rebellion.

Qin Shujian secretly sneered in his heart.

For him, this issue is not a problem at all.

In the green forest, strength is respected.

He is confident that with his current strength, he can suppress any possible unrest.

After accepting Zheng Fang and others, Qin Shujian immediately asked Zhang Tieniu and others to make arrangements.

And, send some food as soon as possible.

no way.

From Qin Shujian's point of view, many of the newly joined bandits were already so hungry that they had no energy left. If they delayed for another moment and a half, he would worry that a lot of these people would die.

Those who enter his Liangshan Village are the people of his Liangshan Village.

It would be a heartbreaking thing to starve a group of people to death in vain.

After all, Qin Shujian had long wanted to expand Liangshan Village, but he never had enough manpower.

The current batch of refugees coming to his door was actually exactly what he wanted.

sometimes.

Population is the primary productive force.

Without enough people, many things cannot be carried out.

Qin Shujian is not naive. NPCs that starve to death can also be refreshed by the system.

In the Loyalty Hall.

After some arrangements, the newly joined bandits settled down in Liangshan Village.

Qin Shujian also summoned Zheng Fang immediately.

He still values this master who has entered the fourth level of martial arts.

"I've seen the village master!" After a brief tidying up, Zheng Fang's complexion was still yellow, but his energy and spirit were much better.

"Please sit down!"

"Thank you, village master!"

Zheng Fang did not refuse. After thanking him, he sat down at the side.

Qin Shujian said: "Don't know where Mr. Zheng and others came from?"

"Linchuan Ji, a thousand miles away."

"A thousand miles away?" Qin Shujian was surprised.

Zheng Fang cupped his hands and said: "Exactly, I didn't deceive the village master. The reason why we traveled thousands of miles is to avoid war and famine."

"Appreciate further details."

Qin Shujian's face looked slightly curious and dignified.

Seeing this, Zheng Fang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let me explain everything slowly..."

Following Zheng Fang's words, Qin Shujian finally understood most of the origins of Zheng Fang and others, and also understood why Zheng Fang had such strong strength.

The Linchuanji the other party mentioned was a small town thousands of miles away.

Although it is said to be a town, it is actually not much larger than an average village.

Zheng Fang is a private school teacher and the owner of a martial arts gym in Linchuan.

However, now there are wars and wars in Jokhang, and there are military and man-made disasters everywhere. It also coincides with drought and famine, which has attracted refugees everywhere, and people everywhere are in dire straits.

Lanchuanji was already having a hard time surviving in the face of the drought.

As luck would have it, there was another military disaster.

Deserters who came from unknown places formed a team and burned, killed, looted and plundered Linchuan for food.

Although Linchuan Ji is a town, its strength is not strong at all. A master like Zheng Fang who has entered the fourth level of martial arts is completely incompetent in front of a large number of soldiers.

Therefore, Linchuanji fell.

Some people who were not willing to perish thus banded together and fled from Linchuanji.

As Zheng Fang was a private school teacher and the owner of a martial arts school, he already had a high reputation in Linchuan Ji, so he was temporarily elected as the leader by everyone.

But along the way, the team consisted of old and young people, and the movement was extremely slow.

Coupled with the famine and military disasters everywhere, every place is full of troops and food is in short supply, and no one has the ability to accommodate hundreds of people.

Therefore, Zheng Fang and others could only move all the way, away from the places affected by the war first.

but-

With hundreds of people, daily food consumption is a huge problem.

At first, I could barely hold on for a few days with the dry food I brought.

When we got there, we were already eating mountains, drinking water, and gnawing a lot of grass roots and tree bark, but it was still inevitable that some people would starve to death.

Until now, there are only about 60 people left in the team of several hundred people.

If Liangshan Village hadn't taken them in, all the remaining sixty people would have starved to death in a few days.

Because of this, Zheng Fang is now grateful to Qin Shujian.

The other party's decision was not just as simple as giving him a bite of food, but also saved dozens of lives in Linchuanji.

As for Zheng Fang, Qin Shujian also had some admiration in his heart.

After all, just thinking about how difficult it is to escape such a group of people thousands of miles away can be understood.

"Mr. Zheng, you can rest assured that you will join me in Liangshan Village soon. As long as you don't do anything treacherous, you will not be hungry if you have one bite from me." Qin Shujian promised.

Zheng Fang stood up, bowed and said: "I thank the village master!"

Then, he took out three wrinkled books from his sleeves and handed them over with both hands.

"This is a technique practiced in the old martial arts hall. Now I will hand it over to the village master to thank the village master for his kindness in taking me in!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Qin Shujian's eyes lit up and he took the three books with a smile on his face.

When he saw Zheng Fang's attributes, he had the idea of getting the skills learned by the other party.

Because the Exercise Sutra only has five levels in total, it can be regarded as the end of practice now.

If he wants to go further, Qin Shujian currently has no other solution. The best thing is to find a higher-level major technique to improve.

Although he didn't know what level Zheng Fang practiced, it was a good thing to have another reference.

Especially the last two techniques are obviously offensive methods.

Qin Shujian is also very keen on this kind of enthusiasm that can directly improve his own strength without improving his own realm.

What surprised him was that Zheng Fang would be so smart.

Before he even made a request, he took the lead in sending these three techniques over.

After sending the three skills out, Zheng Fang said: "Old man saw that the village was a bit crude, and it happened that there were many carpenters and bricklayers among Lao Chen's group.

If the village owner doesn't dislike it, he can contribute to the village and renovate it. "

Qin Shujian was shocked, and the smile on his face became even more obvious.

Talent!

These are talents.

He didn't expect that there were such technical talents among these new refugees.

Before this, there was only Wang Tiezhu, a half-assed carpenter, in the entire Liangshan Village.

Qin Shujian also noticed the crudeness of the village, but due to the limitations of environmental conditions... and mainly the problem of manpower, he did not pay attention to this matter for the time being.

But now that Zheng Fang took the initiative, he naturally had no reason to refuse.

(End of chapter)