In the Blade

One month later, Wangyou Township

"So that's why you left home."

After listening to Du Chengfeng's story, the people in Wangyou Township began to scratch their heads. Although they could roughly understand what Mr. Du had experienced during this period, many of the contents were still a bit confusing to them.

It was like the various worlds, the ancients who lived a long time ago, and how advanced they were. They were confused. What on earth was it talking about?

But they still listened. Even if they didn't understand it very well, it didn't matter. At most, they would skip it for the time being - they only needed to listen to the part they were interested in, such as the fighting part. Mr. Du, who was already like a little giant, faced a huge monster several dozen feet high. The scene was shocking.

"It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes..."

A young man couldn't help but sigh, but he immediately slapped his head.

It's a good thing that I didn't see it with my own eyes. If I saw it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive. How can ordinary people like them who have no fighting power participate in that level of battle? No, let alone participating, they are probably not even worthy of watching, and any aftermath would be enough to kill them on the spot.

Although even these are what they heard from Mr. Du, how can I say it...

I still want to become stronger.

The life of the strong is so colorful, and the experience of the strong can be so legendary. Such a life and such an experience, let alone experiencing it in person, even if you have the ability to see it with your own eyes, it is the best thing.

"Becoming stronger is really a good thing."

Although it was not said, it was already a common sigh in everyone's heart.

Even Liu Bolun and Li Mujiang, who had no interest in fighting, also admitted this fact. Whether fighting or not, becoming stronger is definitely a good thing. Becoming a strong person means having the power to protect yourself. With power in hand, you can dominate your own destiny.

"If you really want to become stronger, I have a way here."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng reached into the bag containing the spoils with a mysterious look on his face.

"That's it! As long as you use this, everyone can become a strong man!"

"This is..."

A crowd gathered around and looked at what Du Chengfeng was holding.

It should be an iron piece with a handle. It looked like a tube covered with a shell. Their intuition told them that this tube seemed to be able to spray out something, but could this thing... make people stronger?

"Of course!"

Du Chengfeng put the thing in his hand on the table.

"This is called a pistol, an advanced weapon. Do you remember the story I just told? This is what those people used..."

"Pistol? Are you sure this thing is called a gun?"

The wooden man Li Mujiang took the lead in raising his question.

"Where is the tip of its gun?"

"I, ah, this, is not that gun."

Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

Originally, he just wanted to show off the treasure he got when he went out to hunt in the wild this time. Who would have thought that things would become complicated - just because the gun in everyone's impression and the gun in his words are completely different things.

In everyone's eyes, a long pole and a sharp spear head that can pierce are the guns. As for the one in his hand...

Sorry, I don't know.

"Ah, this, isn't this thing..."

Du Chengfeng choked for a long time, and couldn't think of how to explain why this thing without a spear head can be called a gun.

After all, this thing can't be associated with the traditional gun in any way, even the rope dart is closer to the concept of a gun than this thing.

So how should we...

"It should be a crossbow."

Just when Du Chengfeng was racking his brains to find a solution, Liu Bolun suddenly spoke.

"Look here, there is a trigger, a sight for aiming, and this tube, it looks like the place where the crossbow arrow comes out...I just don't know where the crossbow bow is. Could it be that the elasticity of the steel material replaces the bow arm?"

"Oh, yes! That's it!"

Du Chengfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he met someone who understood.

Just use a crossbow, as long as everyone can understand it. At least everyone has reached a preliminary consensus, and no one will come out to argue.

"Anyway, as long as you use this crossbow..."

"Is this crossbow very powerful?"

After watching for a long time, Cui Yuan frowned and spoke.

"I can't feel how powerful this thing is..."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm waiting for you to say this!"

Du Chengfeng was immediately happy, what he was waiting for came true.

This is what he wanted, no need to explain anything, just fire two shots into the sky, don't you know what's going on?

"Come on! Wait!"

Du Chengfeng picked up the pistol on the table.

"Everyone, look here! I'm going to start!"

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"Aren't you going to start?"

Liu Bolun, who was holding the wine jar, raised his head.

"Then what?"

"... Wait for me, there's something wrong."

Du Chengfeng put down the pistol and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He hadn't noticed it just now, and it was only when he was about to shoot that he realized that he was too big now, and the gun was too small for him now.

His fingers couldn't even get into the trigger guard.

But this kind of thing is not so bad. A living person will not die from urination. As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ideas than problems - just like now, he just asked Carpenter Li for a small wooden stick, and he directly solved the problem of not being able to pull the trigger.

"Everyone, get ready! I'm going to start!"

Poke the small wooden stick into the trigger guard, and Du Chengfeng is ready to press the trigger.

"The sound may be very loud in a while... three, two, one!"

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...

"What's wrong again?"

This time even Carpenter Li began to scratch his head.

"What happened to you again?"

"... No bullets."

Du Chengfeng smiled awkwardly.

"That, no, this thing..."

"Oh."

Everyone responded indifferently, and then went back to their homes.

Obviously, after being fooled twice in a row, they no longer believed that this strange crossbow was so powerful. Although relying on weapons to become stronger is indeed within their understanding, but this kind of thing that doesn't even have evil spirits... can it really make people stronger?

Thinking of this, everyone sighed. This is also their most painful part. If you want to become stronger, you must at least withstand the cleansing of the evil spirit first, and even continue to bear the pressure brought by the evil spirit. If you can't bear it, you will become a madman. Even if you can bear it, it may not be really good.

The most obvious example is Mr. Du in front of him. He was such a good person before, but after becoming stronger, he became what he is now. As for Mr. Cui, another stronger person in Wangyou Township... Although everyone will not say it directly on weekdays, in fact, in life, you can more or less feel that Mr. Cui is a little crazy.

Maybe this is the price of becoming stronger?

"But... becoming a strong person is always a good thing."

Until nightfall, the people in Wangyou Township were still recalling the stories they heard during the day.

Those stories belong to the strong.

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Under the same starry sky, Jiankang Imperial City.

The young emperor was lying on the bed, which was a manifestation of overtraining. Although he was growing up and recovered faster, no matter how fast he recovered, he couldn't keep up with such rigorous training.

"It doesn't make sense, it really doesn't make sense..."

The young emperor shook his head while trying to stand up so that he could soak in the bathtub filled with herbs.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this. If it was when the little giant was there, he would have accepted it. After all, he really couldn't beat it. If he didn't obey, he would become a corpse.

But why did he continue to train after the monster left? Why?

"Because you are too weak, Your Majesty."

The old eunuch floated behind the young emperor like a ghost and helped the young emperor lie in the bathtub.

"So you want to become stronger... You are the emperor of Dachen."

"Being an emperor... Do you have to become stronger?"

The young emperor thought about it, but he couldn't connect the two words together.

He had never thought about these questions. His father died too early, so he had been an emperor since he could remember. Therefore, he did not understand why the emperor had to become strong, even though he was born with this ability.

The emperor had to become strong, which meant that if he was not an emperor, he did not have to become strong?

What a joke, even if he was not an emperor, he had to become strong.

He had to become strong, he had to become strong, only by becoming strong could he have the qualifications to control his own destiny - to be more specific, if he was strong enough, no one could force him to train, as long as he was strong enough, he could beat down all those who urged him to train.

Instead of being like now, soaking in the medicine barrel with exhaustion, limp like a floating corpse.

"... This is also part of becoming strong."

The young emperor comforted himself in this way.

Only after training can one become strong, at least in theory, at least for him after training, he felt that he had not suffered so much in vain.

But... is there no way to become strong without training?

"Should there be?"

The young emperor turned his head and glanced at the old eunuch beside him, but did not ask this question.

There should be, the most obvious one is the evil spirit sword, as long as he picks it up, he can become super strong in a very short time-the only problem is whether he can resist the evil spirit, which is the biggest risk.

The young emperor himself wanted to try it, but he also knew that the big companion beside him would never allow him to do such a dangerous thing.

"Anyway... practice."

Thinking of this, the young emperor sighed.

"Practice, practice more and you will always become stronger."

The young emperor said so.

The old eunuch beside him nodded with relief after hearing this.

"It's great that your majesty thinks so."

Sniffing, the old eunuch even cried on the spot.

He once thought that he could not bring up the young emperor well, and the fact was indeed so. The young emperor did not improve at all under his teaching, and Da Chen was still in turmoil. Fortunately, it was a blessing in disguise. The young new emperor finally met a reliable teacher. And that reliable teacher did teach him the real truth seriously.

Although that method can hardly be called teaching, the old eunuch knew that at least from the result, the teaching was extremely successful - learning what scriptures and books is the business of the ministers, and this understanding of strength and persistence in becoming stronger is what an emperor really needs.

As an emperor, as the number one person in the world, he must know what is the most important thing.

This is something he can't teach. After all, even he himself has not really realized this level. Only by following a real strong man can the young emperor understand what real power is.

Power is fist power.

When a person holds the power of life and death and can decide the life and death of anyone by himself, this person has already held absolute power in his hands.

He didn't realize this before, and there was no way to teach it to the young emperor. Fortunately, the real strong man finally came out to help.

In fact, in the past few days, the old eunuch has often wondered if there is really some kind of fate. It is clear that the previous emperor gave the title of Taishi to appease the strong man who was born as a rebel, but now it seems that the other party has really done what a Taishi should do - it can even be said that this is the best Taishi in the history of Dachen, even if this Taishi can't read any sage books.

But it is such a person who has mastered some knowledge that is most direct to the essence.

And now, this knowledge that should have been passed down by Emperor Taizu Gao has finally returned to the hands of the royal family.

It also fell into his hands.

"I have to become stronger too."

The old eunuch also muttered in his heart.

Yes, he has to become stronger too. At least before the young emperor really becomes stronger, he must first become strong enough to protect the young emperor from wind and rain, and strong enough to face all unknown risks.

Everyone wants to become strong.

Not only the old eunuch wanted to become stronger, Shan Bing also wanted to become stronger, Jiang Wenyuan also wanted to become stronger, and those remnants of the Jiankang blocking war wanted to become stronger - anyone who has experienced battles has a heart to become stronger. They have seen the unparalleled heroic posture of the strong, so how could they not want to become stronger?

You must become stronger, you must become a strong person, this is an era for the strong, you must become a strong person.

"You must become a strong person."

Almost everyone thought so that night.

They want to become stronger.

They want to become strong.