"Damn it, this ranking is unbearable! Now the whole world knows that I'm an idiot!"
"Uh, that's not right. I'm not an idiot!"
"Fuck! What a lousy book! Are you kidding me? And where's the verdict? Why don't I have it? My status is gone in an instant!"
On the way back, Zhao Changhe cursed all the way. He did not feel the glory of being on the list of troubled times, nor did he feel guilty about being envied. What bothered him was the ugly numbers and the fact that he did not have a single pretentious sentence.
Wang Dashan and others looked at Zhao Changhe's back with strange expressions, not knowing how to evaluate this weird boss.
How can everyone have a verdict? There are 250 people on the Hidden Dragon List, but only a few have verdicts. No one knows what the basis for this is. Anyway, there was a person with a verdict who was hacked to death the next day. It doesn't seem to mean anything.
Anyway, it's good enough to be on the list... A mere first-level Xuanguan actually made it to the list of troubled times. There are so many people who are much stronger than you who haven't been on it, and you are still hesitating about it.
The Hidden Dragon List is different from the Heaven, Earth and Man List. The Heaven, Earth and Man List reflects the current strength ranking, while the Hidden Dragon List is not entirely so.
It is a rookie list that looks at the potential reflected by the performance. It means that it is difficult for others to achieve better results under the same conditions, which means that this person has promising prospects. Therefore, it is called a potential dragon. It does not mean that you are already among the top hundreds in the world.
It’s just because the higher the level of the battle, the more it can explain the problem. No matter how beautiful the fight between novices is, it can’t explain much. Therefore, those who are ranked high basically have high cultivation, and those with low cultivation will naturally rank low. On the surface, it looks like a strength ranking.
Many people can't understand it, and always think that if you can make the list at the first level, why can't I at the third level? There are thousands of people who are better than you, why can you be ranked second? If I beat you up, I should be the second, right
So this will bring countless troubles to the door, otherwise why is it called the Book of Troubled Times
Zhao Changhe is still fussing over whether the numbers sound good or not. Does he not know or does he really not care
And there is another thing...
This challenge made the captain spit out the money and food, which is really cool... But now Captain Fang compromised with you because he was injured. After a few months, his injury will heal. How do you want to die
Wang Dashan and others always felt that the future would be miserable.
Anyway, this time when they returned to the mountain stronghold and stored the things, they finally had rice to cook. The bandits didn't care where the things came from or what consequences they might have. They were all overjoyed as if it were New Year's Day and cheered, "Long live Boss Zhao."
Zhao Changhe, who was cheered for the victory, touched his chin. He knew that this was not a long-term solution.
Several carts of rice may seem like a lot, and the purchasing power of a few hundred taels of silver is no joke. It can support the purchase of a lot of resources, but even so, it can't supply a village of several hundred people for too long. So even though the village had some stocks before, people still needed to rob or hunt animals, otherwise they would run out of resources sooner or later.
A mountain stronghold must have a source of income, which is usually from robbery. Even if Zhao Changhe doesn't want to do it, he can't avoid this problem.
The times of chaos that Zhao Changhe had seen were all recorded in the books with time. This time it was the Minor Cold, reminding people that it was only twenty days away from the Spring Festival, and that spring was about to begin...
The beginning of spring means that the situation in which no one had passed by in the past one or two months will begin to change. The number of travelers and merchants coming and going will gradually increase, and they may even have started to appear now - I wonder if there will be anyone in this world rushing home to celebrate the New Year
Maybe not much, but there should be some.
"Boss, what should we do next?" Wang Dashan asked in the village chief's meeting room: "What Captain Fang said is correct. The branch has no industry at present. Instead, we are responsible for the financial resources. We can't always make money from the branch..."
Zhao Changhe sat in the main seat, leaning back, his forehead lazily propped up, "It's almost spring, there will always be people passing by... Let's distribute them first, and let the brothers set up checkpoints on the main mountain roads first."
Wang Dashan: “?”
Zhao Changhe said lazily: "I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave money for passage. Although this line is quite corny, isn't this what we do as mountain bandits?"
"Isn't this robbery?"
"This is a little different from robbery, because we set up checkpoints openly."
"?"
"And we don't take it all... I think the amount of the city entry tax today is reasonable, so let's just follow this amount. Passers-by can pay a little and leave." Wang Dashan: "Boss, you said before that the soldiers would come to suppress the bandits... You are so fair and square..."
"This is our own territory. If the soldiers come, won't we make a scene? Can the soldiers stay there forever? Well, it is precisely because of the soldiers that we cannot make a big fuss and can only work in our own mountains. Do you think I like to build this kind of highway toll station?"
"… "
"Speaking of soldiers, even though Captain Fang has promised well, we still can't count on them... Pick a few smart ones to stay in the city and report back as soon as there's any movement."
"yes."
"For the rest, let's just hunt animals first. A little is better than nothing. Oh, and change the flag of the village to one that says "Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven". Also, make a plaque for this hall and call it Juyi Hall."
Wang Dashan's eyes were full of circles, and he had no idea what the boss was thinking.
But he always had a feeling that the boss didn't really want to rob, and was just putting it off for a day... He didn't know if it was an illusion, because the boss was obviously a very fierce person, a natural bandit, so how could he not want to rob...
Isn't the knife in his hand stolen
"Alright." Zhao Changhe stood up and said, "I'm going to practice now. You guys should practice too. Don't just lie down when Instructor Sun leaves. When the soldiers come, you'll know what death is. Disperse."
After a while, Zhao Changhe went straight to the previous herbal medicine warehouse to prepare the auxiliary medicinal bath recorded in the Blood Evil Technique.
He has no intention to develop the mountain stronghold at all, and he really just wants to delay it day by day. He hides in Beimang and becomes the mountain king for cultivation, not for farming and rebellion, and certainly not for endless entanglement with a mere helmsman. Isn't that low
The most obvious privilege of being a village chief is that you have the right to rob and oppress the villagers... No, you have the right to order the servants to boil water for medicinal baths. If you don't use this, you'd be a fool.
External skills are often accompanied by the assistance of medicinal baths, which is normal. It can not only stimulate the circulation of Qi and blood, but also has some effects in strengthening resistance to blows. However, it is generally very uncomfortable to take such medicinal baths.
Zhao Changhe felt that the reason why Deputy Captain Huang couldn't withstand his blow today was because he had not trained much in this area. Otherwise, the Blood Evil Technique tends to make one's skin thick and tough. Although it is not invulnerable to swords and guns and cannot withstand sharp weapons, it is still quite advantageous in withstanding blows from blunt weapons. If he really practiced well, how could he not be able to withstand a kick
In fact, the more I practiced, the more I felt that Blood Evil Kung Fu was a very powerful skill. It was aggressive and domineering, and its defense was also quite good. It had many highlights on both offense and defense. The reason why it was rated so-so was mainly because it had serious drawbacks and was uncomfortable to practice. But Zhao Changhe felt that even if he had internal skills, he couldn't be afraid of difficulties and give up external skills. He still had to practice.
That is the true meaning of cultivating both inside and outside.
Starting so late, how can you expect to rise above these idiots if you don’t work twice as hard
"Hiss! Damn it, it's true..." In the village chief's house, Zhao Changhe was soaking in a bucket of hot water, grimacing, and almost shrinking up.
It felt like millions of needles were piercing my skin, causing both pain and itchiness. My blood rushed, my brain became hot, and somewhere in my body a pillar of erection suddenly appeared.
Well, judging from the effect alone, this medicinal bath is a good thing, no lie...
But it's just... it's so fucking hard to bear, not much worse than when the side effects first occurred. No wonder Deputy Captain Huang and the others didn't practice much.
In fact, Zhao Changhe himself was not worthy of praise for defeating Deputy Captain Huang in three moves. A thousand ships passed by the side of a sinking boat. After all, it was just a laggard whose fighting spirit was worn out by comfort and luxury. He should not become another sinking boat after learning from the past.
The only thing that matters is to continue practicing.
Even if this crappy technique is uncomfortable, you have to keep practicing it.
Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth, grasped the edge of the bucket tightly, and held on with great effort, activating the Blood Killing Skill in the midst of pain.
The wooden barrel creaked as he squeezed it, and he didn't know when he had left faint finger marks on the solid wood.
Will Master Fang be able to defeat him after he recovers from his injury in a few months? Zhao Changhe was too lazy to think that far ahead. No matter what happens at that time, at least he has tried his best.
(End of this chapter)