Zhao Hu, who was driving in the Land Rover and headed towards the academy, suddenly felt a headache in his head, and familiar memories appeared in his mind, regaining his memories from his previous life.

"Brother Hu, the remaining soul of the chaotic creature who created the clearance base has discovered our plan and has created an illusion, ready to pull you into the illusion and make you die of old age. You must hold on, destroy the illusion sooner, and escape from the illusion!"

"Brother Hu, I secretly created a golden finger for you while the remaining souls of the chaotic creatures were creating an illusion. I hope you can use the golden fingers to unify the world in the illusion as soon as possible and get out of the illusion! As long as you can escape from the illusion, the remaining soul of the chaotic creature will collapse directly and completely disappear into this universe. I can also control the level-through base, let you become the master of this world, and live a truly free life."

After a crisp and pleasant sound rang in Zhao Hu's ears, the whole world seemed to be still, motionless, as silent as the everlasting starry sky.

"Let the bamboo guns flat! Put the bamboo guns flat! The enemy is ahead!" A roar of yelling sounded in Zhao Hu's ears, and Zhao Hu, who was still confused, couldn't help frowning.

When Zhao Hu woke up, he was shocked to find that he was actually holding a three-meter-long bamboo gun, lined up, staring at the white place in front of him.

Zhao Hu opened his eyes wide and quickly glanced up and down, then he tightly held the bamboo gun and stared at the fog that was so rich that he could only see the white fog, but his heart was quickly recalling the scene he had just glanced at.

The scene is very simple. The ground is grass and the surrounding area is fog with a visibility of only three meters. There are only two people around me. There are five of them, all of whom are made of black single clothes and trousers. They are wearing straw sandals on their feet, legs, arms, and chests with armor made of bamboo pieces. A curved piece of bamboo is tied with cloth straps on their foreheads, which is considered as a forehead protection.

"This illusion looks very real, and I don't know what golden fingers Xiaobai has prepared for me. If this golden finger is not powerful, it will be very difficult for me to unify the world with the current identity of a farmer, and it will take countless energy and time!" Zhao Hu thought secretly in his heart.

"Stay! Stay! The enemy is coming!" The hoarse roar sounded next to Zhao Hu again.

Seeing that the originally calm mist on the opposite side began to roll, a faint shadow also appeared. A cold light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, his arm slowly retracted, his knees bent slightly, and he made an action to prepare for assassination.

At this moment, a trembling voice suddenly appeared in Zhao Hu's ear and said, "Taro, don't be nervous, breathe slowly, grab the bamboo gun, and immediately roar and stab the bamboo gun out with force when the enemy appears!"

Zhao Hu's heart moved and turned his head to look. It was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties standing on his left. He noticed his gaze. The man turned his head and squeezed a difficult smile, then turned his head and stared at the front, and continued to say, "It's okay, don't think about anything else. Just follow me to stab the enemy. Keep stabbing forward regardless of it. When you stab yourself exhausted, you will win! Then we can become warriors!"

This middle-aged man made a lot of sense. He should be a veteran, but his trembling hands and legs made people unable to help but say something to him.

The thick fog suddenly accelerated and swept through, and then a row of the same bamboo guns pierced out of the fog, which was naturally extremely dangerous to others, but nothing to Zhao Hu.

Although Zhao Hu is now a mortal, Zhao Hu, who has awakened his memory, has rich combat experience and super strong reaction ability, so he easily turned his body and flashed a bamboo gun that was stabbed towards him.

And what about the others? The middle-aged man who reminded Zhao Hu before did not react. He was stabbed in the chest by a bamboo gun with a sniffle. The armor woven by the bamboo strips did not block it at all, and was pierced by the scarily sharp bamboo gun. As the bamboo gun was pulled away, the middle-aged man immediately screamed and threw the bamboo gun in his hand, and fell to the ground with his blood-spraying chest tightly.

Seeing this, Zhao Hu missed the attack, took it back, and faced the bamboo gun that stabbed in his chest. He pretended that he didn't see it at all, and then stabbed the enemy's throat that had just rushed out of the thick fog.

The stability and eye strength that had been deeply imprinted in Zhao Hu's soul, although the current body was a little inconsistent and did not accurately hit the opponent's throat, it also directly pierced into the opponent's mouth. Moreover, because Zhao Hu used a thorn, the opponent's bamboo gun had not yet approached Zhao Hu's chest. The bamboo gun fell down without force.

At this moment, Zhao Hu had already seen that the other party's outfit was similar to his, both of which were bamboo guns, thin clothes, armor made of bamboo strips, and straw sandals. The only difference was that the other party's flag was different from his own, and he was obviously his own enemy.

At this moment, Zhao Hu discovered a mysterious energy that floated out of the farmer's body and penetrated into his body, causing his spirit to slightly shake and strengthened a little.

Feeling a little more of his spirit, Zhao Hu immediately knew that it was his golden finger. Killing the enemy can absorb the energy in the enemy's body and increase his mental power.

After discovering the golden finger, Zhao Hu's spirit was shocked, and a light flashed in his eyes. He stood still and his head started to move rapidly.

In this thick fog, we lined up and moved forward slowly, and everyone could remain calm, but once we were attacked by the enemy, it would be like a slaughter. Only then did we stab the enemy with a move. Now there was no enemy or companion in front of us. Oh, there was another companion, the middle-aged man who fell to the ground in his chest. In addition, we could only hear the roars and screams from the thick fog.

Zhao Hu didn't want to walk around, so he squatted down and looked at the middle-aged man who had already started vomiting blood, and asked calmly: "Are you okay?"

To him, corpses and seas of blood are nothing. When he sees a person, he will die, and his mood is as calm as anything.

"Taro...I...I can't do it anymore. We...Dafeng Village... serve the lord...the only two of us, my family... have entrusted it to you, please..." The middle-aged man said intermittently, then his neck tilted and he died.

Zhao Hu sighed helplessly. Although he finally knew the name of his origin, he had also recruited a troublesome thing for nothing. The middle-aged man actually entrusted his home to him. Is he very familiar with the middle-aged man? He can even bear the situation of his wife and children.

While thinking about this, Zhao Hu widened the other party, covered his eyes with unwillingness, and searched the two corpses on the ground without any grudges. As a result, people like Zhao Hu couldn't help but complain: "Really, are the peasants and soldiers in this place so poor?"

There was no way, the result of washing off these two corpses was that there were only 8 copper coins, and two bamboo leaves wrapped in sour rice balls. The middle-aged man contributed 5 copper coins, and the enemy contributed 3. Zhao Hu himself did not have a copper coins, but there was one rice ball, which probably was distributed by the entire army, which forced Zhao Hu to feel that the peasants and soldiers here were really poor.

Zhao Hu wrapped these things with the middle-aged man's flag and wrapped them around his waist. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bamboo gun that the middle-aged man had not been stained with blood, weighed it, and looked at his arms in surprise, and found that his strength and physical strength had been slightly improved than before. It turned out that killing the enemy could not only increase his mental power, but also improve himself.

If I hadn't had it been a little bit separated from this body, I wouldn't have immediately discovered that my strength and physical strength had been improved.

Looking at the rich fog, and then listening to the screams and fighting vaguely from the fog, Zhao Hu let out a sigh and walked into the fog carelessly, thinking that he was a native native.

Since you are an indigenous person, you naturally need more materials. The copper coins and rice balls you get on this battlefield may be your only wealth. No matter what the future holds, the more these things, the better.

Zhao Hu did not walk straight forward, relying on the attacks just now, it was obvious that the opponent's large army was right in front of him, and he was still facing him so straight, which was simply seeking death. Zhao Hu was not willing to die so easily, so Zhao Hu was walking in a slanted direction.

In the mist, I felt that I had been moving forward for more than ten meters, and I suddenly noticed a shadow groping forward in the lower left. I couldn't see clearly, but the blue flag was very conspicuous. Zhao Hu didn't think about it and stabbed the enemy soldier who had just reacted and penetrated the enemy soldier who had just screamed and blew his blood.

After waiting for a while, the enemy soldier was no longer breathing and no one appeared around. Zhao Hu then went to search for the corpse, but the result was pitiful, with no copper plate and one more rice ball.

Zhao Hu sighed. From this perspective, the peasants and soldiers in this world are so poor that they are pitifully poor, but it also shows that the coins are expensive. One copper coin can buy several meat bags. After bundling the package, put it in the other party's unblooded bamboo gun, and continue to sneak carefully.
Chapter completed!