When Zhang Yang finished saying that, he keenly noticed that there was finally a slight change under the big man's rock-like body.
So he smiled with satisfaction, that's right. An opponent who is suspected of having a priestly position is simply the best source of incense for the mountain god's faith!
If you can capture this guy's soul, the harvest will be no less than that of dozens or even hundreds of ordinary believers.
But again, this kind of thing will be extremely difficult.
It's easy to kill someone, but it's difficult to win someone's heart, not to mention a devout believer with firm beliefs, excellent self-discipline, and a strong will.
Quietly taking a step back, Zhang Yang entered the cowhide tent, but he still remained alert. Holding a spear in one hand, he slowly picked up the well-maintained crossbow. Then he left alertly, and then placed the crossbow ten meters away. outside.
Throughout the whole process, he was always ready to attack the big man. This was the bottom line. He was weak now and could not put himself in danger.
But at the same time, he couldn't make the big man feel completely desperate. Then it would not be fun to commit suicide directly.
In short, this is a very subtle battle of wills.
Next, the big man remained motionless, as if he was really resigned to his fate, and allowed Zhang Yang to move the items in his tent away like a rat.
But Zhang Yang himself knew that the big man was waiting for the opportunity.
This is a guy whose bones are harder than steel, and he can persist in surviving under the horrific plague.
Under the arrogance of Zhang Yang, he would not even bother to make excuses, and would not even give him a chance to bargain.
So this guy is either really a noble soul, or he is a religious fanatic!
The big man's property is still very rich, including -
A steel gear crossbow and 25 steel crossbow arrows.
A big sword with a gap.
A short sword.
A half-broken shield.
A pair of chainmail.
The tip of a gun.
A patterned mace.
About thirty kilograms of dried horse meat.
Five pounds of brown bread.
A water bladder.
Nine gold coins, twenty-seven silver coins, and seventy-six bronze coins.
One seal.
A flag.
A fire sickle for igniting fire.
A lock of woman's hair wrapped in a handkerchief.
Finally, there was a crumbled letter.
It was very rich. Zhang Yang felt that he could use a proposition composition to construct a romantic and tragic story for this big man at any time, and it was still a three thousand word chapter.
But for the time being, he didn't plan to use these items to anger the big man.
"Then let's have a survival competition in the wild!" Zhang Yang said with high morale.
In fact, he had no other choice. In the desolate wilderness, unfamiliar maps, and injured bodies, he had to pray that he would not encounter vicious beasts.
Next, Zhang Yang first moved all the supplies thirty meters away from the big man, and tried his best to eat some horse meat jerky. Finally, he sat down and tried to cock the steel gear crossbow.
Almost at the same time, the big man suddenly got up and rolled twice in a row out of Zhang Yang's sight.
When Zhang Yang stood up from the ground again, the big man had actually rolled fifty or sixty meters away, crawling forward using his hands and feet at a very fast speed.
It was obvious that this big man's understanding of the surrounding environment was unparalleled by Zhang Yang.
"Hehe, as expected, this guy has a detailed plan."
Zhang Yang was not surprised, nor did he pursue him. The big man who had lost one leg had no fighting strength, but in this environment he was still no match for Zhang Yang who was holding a wooden spear, even if his body was very weak.
The big man quickly climbed out two hundred meters away, leaning against a big rock. He was breathing heavily while quickly pulling grass around, weaving the grass into a rope with a stone tied to one end.
Look! This guy has quickly found a way to fight against Zhang Yang's spear, and the big stone can be used to avoid the threat of crossbow arrows.
Zhang Yang laughed silently because he no longer had much energy to laugh loudly.
"Very good, the main mission has officially begun. If you want to conquer a world, you must first conquer a devout fanatic."
Zhang Yang sat down again, ate some dried meat to regain his strength, and then continued to cock the steel gear crossbow.
Two hundred meters away, the big man was also frantically playing with grass, stones, and everything else!
He didn't want to die, let alone die without dignity, especially at the hands of a damn heretic, which he couldn't tolerate.
So he is willing to accept this unique battle, in this desolate wilderness, to see who can survive who
Right, it's ridiculous. Both of them are dying and their death is imminent. They should have cooperated well. Originally, they were the weakest food chain in this wilderness.
But now a war is about to begin.
A war between two people.
Zhang Yang is also preparing. Now he occupies the most starting resources, but his disadvantage is also obvious, that is, poor execution.
That big guy has no resources but strong execution ability.
Zhang Yang has a mountain god who can protect him from the plague.
The big man was so strong that even the plague couldn't do anything about him for a while.
Zhang Yang had a chance to kill the big man, but for the mountain god's trial, he had to get the big man's faith and soul loyalty, so he couldn't kill easily.
The big man wanted to eat Zhang Yang's flesh, but he didn't have the opportunity or ability.
Then you just have to endure it and see who can survive it!
"Sir, within three days, there will be more rain in this place, and it will be abundant."
The mountain god, a salty fish, could only shout 666 at this time, "Your vision is so accurate! I sensed the strong power of faith in him. As long as he can become my believer, I am confident to open up a new situation in this strange world." .”
Zhang Yang ignored the mountain god. This salted fish was weaker than him, so he could only provide this little information.
Since there will be heavy rain in the next three days, he knows what to do.
First, choose a high ground and avoid low-lying areas.
Look at that big man, he also chose a high ground, yes! This is the most difficult opponent I have ever encountered.
"Dig the ground and dig ditches! Well, let me guess, that guy is doing the same thing!"
Zhang Yang really didn't believe it. That big man couldn't be an ascetic.
Dig, collect, build walls with mud and weeds.
Repair weapons and make simple traps.
Also, trees were cut down, chipped, and made into rafts to defend against possible wild beasts.
The big man was doing something similar, and he started eating bugs, eating earthworms, and digging mouse holes.
It's crazy!
For a moment, Zhang Yang almost wavered, because the big man was so different. It was clear that as long as he gave up his faith and turned to the mountain god, everyone would be happy.
But in the end Zhang Yang held back.
Because this is the trial of the mountain god, and the salted fish of the mountain god is the protagonist.
So it has to be done from this perspective.
"Heart-breaking! If I accept similar trials in the future, I will be a fool!"