Invincible Berserk System

C4 Black Wind Stronghold



C4 Black Wind Stronghold

0Even with the BUG system, Qin Fann would persevere in his training. It would give him a sense of assurance.    
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By the time he walked out of the thatched cottage, the sky was already dark. The village was lit up by a faint light, and a "Black Wind Stronghold" sign had already been hung at the entrance.    

    

In this era, there was a huge gap between the rich and the poor. Many people could not even survive. Otherwise, how could there be so many bandits in this country?    

    

Qin Fann would not pity them. On the contrary, he was happy to see them.    

    

Right now, the most important thing for him was to avoid the pursuers.    

    

The pressure he felt from chasing after the Raging Flame Army was still very great. In the end, it was still because his strength was not strong enough.    

    

"There seems to be one more Hero instance dungeon opportunity left. System, tell me what is an instance dungeon?"    

    

"The Hero Dungeon is when the Hero that is summoned enters a certain stage in his previous life. He will have a certain quest within the instance dungeon that will help raise his level and improve his state of mind."    

    

At some stage?    

    

"How long will this instance dungeon take?"    

    

This was the issue he was most concerned about.    

    

"Depending on the Hero's circumstances, the time of the instance dungeon will also change."    

    

Can you stop talking nonsense?    

    

He called Zhang Liao over and briefly explained the situation to him.    

    

"Wen Yuan, I'll send you there this time. You need to bring back some forces, such as the army or military officers."    

    

"Don't worry, young master. I, Liao, will definitely not let you down."    

    

With that, a black hole appeared and sucked him in.    

    

"Begin summoning."    

    

"Ding!" Start random Hero Summoning! "    

    

"Ding!" Congratulations, you have successfully summoned hero Zuo Ci. "    

    

Watt!    

    

Is my luck that heaven-defying?    

    

"Quick, show me Zuo Ci's stats"    

    

"Zuo Ci, put your word out."    

    

"Race: Human"    

    

"Don't be addressed as: Immortal Zuo, Mr. Wu Jiao."    

    

"Cultivation base: Full mastery of fifth grade Martial Sovereign"    

    

"Cultivation Technique: Supreme Purity Pill Scripture"    

    

"Martial Soul: Soul Devouring Pill Crane."    

    

"Martial Soul Grade: Imperial Grade: [Able to be leveled up]"    

    

Zuo Ci's appearance made him feel refreshed. The few villages seemed to be especially lonely. The women were still a little afraid of him, so they didn't dare to talk to him and just continued to do their own things.    

    

The next day, before the sun reached its peak, there was not much food left in the mountain stronghold. Moreover, it was extremely unpalatable. Without Zhang Liao by his side, he didn't have any fear. In his previous life, he was used to running for his life, so he didn't feel anything.    

    

On the contrary, because there were no men in the village, the few women spontaneously organized the vigilance work. From their point of view, Qin Fann was a martial artist. They had to perform well in order to prevent Qin Fann from abandoning them.    

    

"Bad news, Leader!" The moment he stepped out of the door, he saw San Niang running towards him in a flustered manner.    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

Qin Fann frowned, could it be Raging Flame Army had come?    

    

"There's a large group of people outside, there are dozens of men outside, they've already arrived at our door."    

    

"Let's go and take a look."    

    

Qin Fann was not too worried. San Niang said that they were at the door and not rushing in, so it was obviously not Raging Flame Army. As long as it was not Raging Flame Army, there would not be much of a problem.    

    

As he walked to the entrance of the stronghold, he saw that there were indeed several tens of people standing there. The person in the lead was an old man dressed in coarse hemp clothing.    

    

"Who are you people?" Qin Fann asked.    

    

The old man in front of him stepped forward, "This old man is Zuo Yuanfang, he is the village chief of Black Wind County's mountain village. The government has been forcing a tax on food this year, and our entire village will not live long.    

    

Zuo Ci had tears in his eyes, without any hint of arrogance. It was difficult for him to compare Zuo Ci with the famous Immortal Zuo from his previous life. After he had finished, he went straight to the entrance of the mountain and kneeled down.    

    

The sounds of begging rose and fell.    

    

"Third Madam, bring them in to settle down." The mountain stronghold is simple and crude. I hope that everyone will not dislike it. " Qin Fann instructed directly, "Village Head, follow me."    

    

With that, he walked straight in.    

    

Zuo Ci was even stronger than Zhang Liao when he was at the peak of the fifth stage Martial Sovereign.    

    

Returning to the central grass hut, Qin Fann sat on the ground and Zuo Ci followed suit.    

    

"Village Chief, I see that all the bodies of the villagers in your village are full of vitality. Could it be that all of them are warriors?"    

    

Hearing this, Zuo Ci's face showed some pride, but he still modestly said: "Young Master must be joking, our village's villagers just ate some old pills, and their bodies were just a little bit better. Compared to a martial artist who can easily use a thousand pounds of strength, it's far from enough."    

    

The Martial Disciple realm was the stage where one could temper their body. Each layer had a force of a hundred Jin, and once one reached the Martial Disciple realm, one could exert a force of a thousand Jin. It was truly terrifying.    

    

Indeed!    

    

Zuo Ci knew how to refine pills.    

    

"I have a teacher, the heavens are helping me!" Qin Fann immediately helped Zuo Ci up, and looked at him with glowing eyes.    

    

When the two of them walked out of the thatched cottage, they saw that San Niang was already instructing the villagers to do things in a orderly manner.    

    

"This woman is quite intelligent. After training for a few days, she is quite a qualified manager." Zuo Ci looked at Sanniang and praised.    

    

"Thank you, sir." Qin Fann said politely.    

    

After that, the village was expanded throughout the afternoon.    

    

In this world, Zuo Ci was not only a non-existent immortal, he was also an extremely pragmatic village head. He assigned jobs, expanded the house, and built a fire for cooking.    

    

In just one afternoon, the original wall of the village had been torn down and expanded by more than two times. The foundations of more than a dozen wooden houses had been completed.    

    

Night. Within the grass hut.    

    

Qin Fann, Zuo Ci, San Niang, and the six village representatives sat in a circle.    

    

"We still have enough food to last us two weeks. Because the livestock were in a hurry, many families did not take them with us."    

    

"Big Gou Zi's wife and Erya are about to give birth, but the thing is, we don't have scissors."    

    

"They left in too much of a hurry, so many of them didn't even take out their quilts."    

    

"Quiet!" Zuo Ci's prestige was extremely high, and instantly, no one else spoke.    

    

"Leader, look at this?"    

    

"Everyone, do you know what kind of place the Black Wind Stronghold is?" Qin Fann asked with an emotionless face.    

    

Since Zuo Ci was matched by the system, there was naturally no problem. However, it was obvious that these villagers had yet to understand the situation.    

    

"This is the mountain stronghold, we are the bandits. Since you guys are here, I think you should all have more or less prepared. Let me ask you all, do you all dare to take a knife? "    

    

In an instant, a cold glint appeared in Qin Fann's eyes. Other than Zuo Ci, everyone present was shocked by his vicious aura.    

    

"I dare!" A middle-aged man suddenly stood up with a flushed face.    

    

"We were bullied by the authorities all day long, so we can't take it anymore."    

    

"City Lord, don't worry. The Village Chief has already told us before he came. If there's anything you need, feel free to tell us."    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Qin Fann shouted.    

    

"Since we're bandits, then we should do what bandits should do."    

    

"Tonight, divide all the men into three teams. Each day, divide them into one team and go down the mountain. One team was responsible for supporting and the other was responsible for guarding the encampment. As for the specifics, it shall be left to the steward. "    

    

Zuo Ci nodded slightly. He was now the manager of Black Wind Stronghold. He knew that Qin Fann had given him responsibility for the specific itinerary of the personnel.    

    

When he was the village chief, he had always been familiar with these things.    

    

"Fuck you!"    

    

"Just do it! We don't kill people. "    

    

"Let me put it this way first. If anyone disobeys my orders and kills them and grabs their goods, then I won't care if we are on the same side as them." At the moment, Zuo Ci's coldness made everyone who knew him scared.    

    

Seeing this, Qin Fann was very satisfied.    

    

As expected, the system was reliable.    

    

On the third day, Zhang Liao violated the rules and asked the system for details. The answer he got was' The instance dungeon has not been completed yet '.    

    

Originally, he thought that after last night's resolution, he would be able to see the profits immediately. After all, the bandits did things for nothing. However, when the messenger returned at three in the afternoon, he said that none of the trades had been completed today.    

    

F * ck!    

    

That shouldn't be!    

    


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