infinite blood core

Chapter 4 I have a castle
The two continued to clean the battlefield.

Two dead guards, one in leather armor, but in tatters.One was wearing a helmet and chainmail.

Needle Jin first took the iron gauntlet and replaced it on his body—the leather gauntlet on his own body was just pierced by the centipede of the poisonous snake.

Afterwards, he took the iron chainmail and helmet and put them on himself.

A sense of security suddenly arises.

Equipment can make up for the gap in life level to a certain extent.

For example, the blue-furred wolf is unwilling to use its teeth to fight head-to-head with the helmet.

As for the iron boots, they were discarded by Zhenjin because they did not fit the boy's feet.

In addition to protective gear, there are weapons.

One of the two guards used a long sword and the other used a machete.

One side of the long sword has been damaged, but the machete is in good condition.

Zhen Jin first held the machete in his hand, and after waving it for a while, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

He put down his machete and picked up his long sword.

Just as he was about to dance, another memory suddenly appeared in the young man's mind.

Overcast sky, drizzling rain.

In an empty training ground.

A group of teenagers formed a circle, and Zhen Jin fell to the ground at the moment, surrounded by the teenagers in the center.

The teenagers looked down at Zhen Jin, constantly making laughter and ridicule, and their faces were full of disdain.

The leading boy was a burly man with cyan hair that stood upright on his scalp like a steel needle of several inches.

The young-haired boy folded his arms and stepped on Zhenjin's shoulders: "Zhijin! Remember to me, your Baizhu family is just a viscount, defeated! A guy like you wants to be on an equal footing with us? "

The young-haired boy suddenly raised his foot, stepped on Zhenjin's head, and grinned: "I'll teach you a lesson today! From now on, no matter where you see us in the castle, you will give us a lesson. I bow my head obediently, make way for me obediently, and step aside!"

"The lower-class nobles must have the appearance of the lower-class nobles. Let me see you look at me, Qingkui, and I will beat you to a cripple."

"have you understood?"

Qing Kui let out a low roar, and with his feet, he directly crushed Zhen Jin's head into the mud.

"Ming...Understood. Cough, cough!" Zhen Jin made a difficult voice.

"Hahaha." Qing Kui raised his head and laughed smugly, let go of his feet, and walked away.

Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Of course, Zhen Jin, if you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. My Qingkui is waiting for you anytime, anywhere!"

"Cough cough cough." Zhen Jin struggled and sat up.Because he just opened his mouth to speak, the muddy water could not help but flow back into his throat, causing another cough.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the teenagers lost interest.

"Bah, what is it!"

"Just because he wants to challenge Young Master Qingkui? Why?"

"With his embroidery needle, hahaha."

It was raining heavily, and the teenagers surrounded Qingkui, burst into laughter, and all entered the castle.

Zhen Jin sat in the mud, letting the rain hit him.

He was covered in scars and looked extremely pale. After being stunned for a moment, he turned his eyes slightly and stared at a sword in the mud.

It was his sword.

This is a very thin rapier.

The rapier was soaked in the muddy water, and it seemed that it no longer had the sharp light of the past.

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

Zhen Jin returned to reality, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "I'm from the Baizhen family? The territory seems to be in the south, and the Shengming Continent is a southern aristocrat who joined the empire in the past 100 years. It seems that it used to be an earldom?"

He found that although he lost his memory, it was not a complete one, and many knowledge and common sense were well preserved.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Zidi's concerned inquiries came from her ears.

Zhen Jin shook his head: "I have regained a memory."

"Great." Zidi said happily.

Zhen Jin gave a wry smile and didn't tell Zidi in detail, he looked up at the sky, it was almost dusk.

The boy and girl carefully chose a place and arranged it hastily-they are going to spend the night here tonight.

It is not difficult to collect dry branches and grass leaves.

Beside the firewood, Zi Di was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a spark stone in each hand.

Click, click.

She used two sparks to collide with each other, and soon she knocked out blue sparks.

The sparks fell into the hay and turned into a little or two of orange red, which quickly expanded on the hay, and soon burned.

First, a faint puff of smoke rose up.

Zidi quickly put away the spark stone, puffed out her small mouth, and blew gusts of breeze.

Under the agitation of the breeze, the fire in the hay rapidly expanded, the light smoke turned into thick smoke, and then the flames rose into a fist-sized flame.

"It's done." Zidi looked happy, then stood up and took a few steps back.

In such a short time, the flames completely expanded and burned, forming a bonfire.

Zidi carefully put away the two sparks.

In the past, to start a fire, she only needed to snap her fingers to create a small flame.

This is one of the magician's tricks.

But on this island, black iron-level magic methods cannot be used at all, and they are strictly forbidden.On the contrary, the common fire-making method of spark stone has more practical value.

Without these stars and flints, it would be quite troublesome to really start a fire with your bare hands.

The burning bonfire brings warmth and light and drives out the darkness of the night.

There was no barbecue on the bonfire. The teenagers and girls sat around the bonfire, nibbling on dry food, and opening water bottles to drink water.

Whether it was Starfire, or dry food and water, they were all collected from the corpses of the two guards.

Although dry food is difficult to swallow, in this case, there is nothing to pay attention to.

This day's trek was full of thrills. They were able to save their lives in the presence of gold, silver and many other beasts, and also harvested a certain amount of equipment, as well as sufficient food and water. All of this made the two feel extremely fortunate. Where else is there? extravagance?
After eating and drinking, the boy and girl carefully organize and store the remaining food and water bags.

The teenager started to maintain the equipment.

He took out his long sword and wiped the blade with an oilcloth.

Weapons need maintenance.

Although the long sword is ordinary, it gives Zhenjin a real sense of security.

"It's a pity there is no crossbow."

After a while, seeing the needle gold wipe the long sword, Zidi came over at this time: "Sir, let me check your wound."

Pinjin nodded.

After dismantling the bandage, he found that the wound on his arm had mostly healed.

"The effect is good." Zhen Jin praised.

He was sitting on the stone at this time, and Zidi was half-kneeling on the ground.

The girl first took out the medicinal powder from the leather bag around her waist and sprinkled it evenly on the wound, then took out a new bandage and wrapped it around the needle and gold gently.

Finally, Zidi put the armguard into needle gold sleeve.

Zidi's eyes fell on the armguard and sighed: "If you had this iron armguard, you would not have been injured by the blood-line centipede."

The firelight reflected on the armguard, reflecting a vague orange light, which also fell on Zidi's hair tips.

Zi Di has black hair, and under the light of the fire, there is a halo.

Her wheat-colored skin had the tenderness of her youth.At this moment, there seems to be a pure body aroma, revealing the light of fire, which is transmitted to the heart of Zhenjin.

Zhen Jin couldn't help but feel a little moved, and he couldn't help reaching out and stroking Zidi's hair.

Zi Di trembled slightly.

"Big, lord." Zidi lowered her head, seemed to be frightened by Zhen Jin's action, and held her breath nervously like a kitten.

Zhen Jin's thoughts were not on the love of children, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked lightly: "Zidi, tell me something about me."

Along the way, the teenagers are forced to endure their desire to explore and curiosity.It was only now that they settled down and he had a chance to learn more.

The girl sat opposite the boy and thought for a while before answering: "Sir, you are the Templar Knight and the only heir of the Baizhen family. It is widely recognized that you have the strength of black iron."

Jin Jin couldn't help but slightly raised his brows.

Zidi's answer is interesting.

"Recognized by the outside world?" Zhen Jin asked again.

"Yes." Zidi nodded, "Sir, the strength you usually show is the first-class black iron. But according to my speculation, it must be more than that. Because this time, my lord, this time you crossed the sea to compete for the position of Baisha City Lord. .And the lord of a city must have at least a silver cultivation base in order to be able to convince the crowd."

In the main world, the human race is the undisputed hegemon.

The Great Emperor Shengming of the human race was a man of great talent and shrewdness. He not only unified the human race continent, but also formed an expeditionary army, crossed the oceans, and invaded the wilderness continent.

Baisha City is the castle built by the human race on the wilderness continent, and it is the nail embedded in the wilderness continent by Emperor Shengming.

There are more than a dozen bridgeheads with the same nature as Baisha City, and the number is still rising.

"I want to compete and become the Lord of Baisha City?"

"Although there are also black iron city lords, but in Baisha City on the wilderness continent, I am afraid that there will be no such sloppy black iron city lords."

Whether it is fighting spirit or magic practice, it will bring about the sublimation of the essence of life.

Bronze, Black Iron, Silver, Gold.

Bronze level is the elite of the human race, and often the captain of the army has such a cultivation base.

The black iron level is higher than the bronze level, and the essence of life is higher. It is usually the backbone of large and small organizations and forces, and this is the case with Zidi.

Silver level is qualified to be the lord of a city and can suppress one side.

The gold level is even rarer, and is usually the backbone of a large noble force or a small kingdom.

Seeing the thoughtful look on the boy's face, the girl continued, "According to my guess, you should have a silver-level cultivation base."

The young man couldn't help but nodded slightly, he agreed with the young man's speculation.

"In that case, I should have silver-level fighting spirit. It makes no sense that the empire officially allows a black iron knight to compete for the position of the city lord."

"How old am I this year?" the boy suddenly asked.

Zidi replied: "My lord, you are 16 years old this year, and I am 15 years old."

"16 years old... silver level..."

One word broke into the boy's heart - genius!
Such an age, with such a cultivation base, is of course a genius.

"But the outside world only recognizes that I have a black iron cultivation base. Did I deliberately hide this? In this case, I still have a city government?"

Needle Gold continues to deepen his understanding of himself.

He thought of the second memory that emerged, the scene where he was bullied in the Knights Templar: "Do you think I'm showing weakness?"

"How is the situation of the Baizhu family?" the boy asked again.

Zidi showed embarrassment, and hesitantly said: "Not very good."

The boy nodded again.

He understood why.

About 100 years ago, in order to end the final conquest as soon as possible and unify the human continent, Emperor Shengming took the initiative to recruit the last remaining stubborn forces in the human race.

These stubborn forces turned into the new nobles of the Shengming Empire.The Hundred Needles Family is one of them.

However, the previous brutal war had led to a deep hatred between these new nobles and the old nobles under the command of Emperor Shengming.

A large number of relatives and friends between the two sides died in the battlefield.Both sides were stained with the blood of each other's clansmen.

Therefore, Jin Jin, who represented the new noble force to join the Temple and become a candidate for the Templar Knights, naturally suffered from the opposition, suppression and exclusion of the old nobles.

"To be honest, it was a humiliating memory. But when I recall it, I feel very calm, as if a passerby is watching."

If it is really humiliated, there should be some anger and hatred left in my heart more or less, right?
Zidi continued: "Lord Zhenjin, I don't really know much about you."

"But according to the rumors, sir, you are usually not close to women, and you are alone. Even if you encounter a major event, it is not easy to show emotions of joy and anger."

"You spend most of your time in the temple penance, with a serious expression and taciturnity. Your clothing, food, housing, transportation and every move are elegant and calm, full of aristocratic demeanor."

"Although you have few friends, you are willing to help others, especially defending the weak and helping the poor. So, my lord, your reputation among the lower classes has always been very good."

"Also, my lord, you suddenly took action this time and successfully joined the competition for the city master of Baisha City. It seems that the other Templars were very surprised."

"Oh?" Zhen Jin raised his brows when he heard this.

Zidi's answer quickly sketched the image of a young man with a city in his mind, and he was more certain that the self in his memory should be deliberately showing weakness.

But what surprised the young man was that Zidi didn't know much about Jin Jin's situation.

"How is this going?"

"Isn't she my fiancee?"

"If it's not for her deep feelings, why does she never leave me?"

"What is the relationship between her and me?"

Zhen Jin was about to continue his questioning when suddenly there was a buzzing sound.

The two turned their heads immediately, and saw hundreds of thousands of "fires" suddenly light up in the jungle under the night.

These "fires" gathered into groups and swarmed towards Zhenjin and Zidi, and they were aggressive.

"What is this?" Zhen Jin got up quickly and stood in front of Zi Di with a very dignified expression.

A small part of the "fire" exudes the breath of life at the bronze level.

"This is?!" After Zidi saw the true face of "Huo Miao", her face suddenly became extremely pale.

"This is a fire poisonous bee, my lord, run away. I'm coming to the rear of the palace!" Zidi stepped forward with a resolute look on her face, but instead protected the needle gold behind her.

"Let's go, my lord!!" Zidi shouted, very urgently, showing the will to die.

(End of this chapter)