[Quick Transmigration] is coming!

If you want to stay longer outside the government, the first thing you need to solve is the problem of food and water.

The outside is shrouded in fog, the visibility is low, and there are extremely dangerous monsters. It is very troublesome to find prey that can be used as food.

Fengzhen thought of the beasts in Dou Nuyuan, where did these beasts come from?

Hearing his question, Zhan San couldn't help being stunned, as if he couldn't understand why he was talking about the food issue and turned to the matter in the Dou Nu Yuan.

"The ferocious beasts are raised by Douyuan itself."

Zhan San's face was a little ugly, as if he had thought of something unpleasant.

"Most of them are fed with poultry since they were young, but after entering the arena, these beasts will be in a state of never having enough to eat. Most of the slaves who lost the ability to escape from fighting with them were buried in the beast's mouth..."

He looked at Fengzhen, "You were a fighting slave, you should know about it, right?"

Feng Zhen changed into a set of armor and robes sent to him by the steward, and was tidying up. Hearing Zhan San's question, he replied flatly: "No, I haven't been defeated yet."

After tidying up, he put the sword on his waist, raised his eyes and looked at Zhan San, "Besides, since I went to the Douyuan, there are very few chances for other slaves to go to the arena, so I have nowhere to know."

Zhan San felt uncomfortably stared at by those dark eyes, and turned his gaze away.

Feng Zhen tidied his hair for the last time and tied it all tightly. Fang said to Zhan San, "Let's go."

Feng Zhen walked out of the washhouse first, and Zhan San followed behind.

The war slaves each brought enough food and water prepared by the steward, and once again stepped into the vast gray mist.

This time they didn't have the good luck they had before. Not far away, they heard the cry of a war slave. When they looked over, they had disappeared.

The fog opened and closed, just like the pressure that this accident brought to everyone, it was everywhere.

Everyone drew their swords, gripped the hilts tightly, their spirits were tense, and they were all ready to fight.

Feng Zhen's ears twitched slightly, his body moved with his heart, and he quickly drew out his long sword, drawing a cold arc, and slashed straight at the back of a war slave's head.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down, Zhan Nu didn't even have time to react and scream, when he heard a "poof", something cool sprayed his head.

When he reacted and turned his head, half a ferocious head was standing behind him.

The monster opened its bloody mouth, half of its mouthparts and part of its body were cut off by the sharp sword, and thick black blood sprinkled all over him.

And the person who saved his life had already fought another monster.

The slaves held their swords to meet the monster.

Whether it is a beast or a monster, as long as you draw out your sword and face it, you will find that it is not as terrifying as you imagined.

Not knowing where the danger lies, not knowing what is attacking them...

The unknown hidden in the fog is the most frightening.

After killing a few monsters, the war slaves didn't want to stay too long. As long as the mist existed, there would always be a sense of tension in their hearts.

Feng Zhen looked over the monster's corpse, and under Zhan San's repeated urging, he took out his dagger and began to cut the corpse.

The smell on the monster was extremely bad, and everyone on the outside was about to be vomited, while Fengzhen, who was in the center, didn't change his face.

He found glands in these monsters similar to those of the black beetle.

A small ball, the size of a fist.

Under the horrified eyes of all the war slaves, Feng Zhen wrapped the five groups of glands with peeled skin.

"Let's go."

Under the leadership of Fengzhen, the war slaves continued to advance towards the depths.

I once heard Zhan San say that the thicker the fog, the easier it is to encounter monsters.

Feng Zhen led them around in dense fog.

Until they encountered the second batch of monsters.

Due to the advance precautions of sealing the town, no war slaves were taken away this time.

When the monsters attacked, Feng Zhen crushed the gland while fighting back.

The monsters froze as the pus from the glands spilled over them.

Only one of them had an abnormality, and it started scratching and sniffing frantically, and after a while, it couldn't hold back and rushed towards the same kind.

Like the black beetle vulva, this monster crazily kills and eats its own kind.

It's just that after eating its own kind, it didn't rest on the ground like the black beetle worm, but rushed towards Fengzhen.

Fengzhen does not allow others to intervene, so he faces this monster alone.

In the eyes of the war slaves, Fengzhen's luck is overwhelming.

Every time he made any moves, he just avoided the monster's attack. In the end, the monster seemed to be powerless, so Feng Zhen kept beating him with the scabbard.

In the end, the scarred monster was completely beaten and couldn't support it.

It crouched on the ground, with its ferocious head hanging on the ground, and let out a low cry.

After that, the monster followed behind them.

War slaves have never had such a relaxing moment!

They only need to hide behind the closed town, and their safety is all guarded by monsters.

This monster seems to have sucked the essence, whenever it encounters the same kind, it will rush up and bite fiercely.

With Fengzhen controlling the rhythm, monsters can kill their own kind without suffering serious near-death injuries.

Zhan San has been paying attention to the actions of sealing the town.

In fact, not only him, but also other war slaves.

Indeed, Fengzhen's performance was beyond their perception.

It never occurred to them that the fog monsters they feared so much would be their talismans.

It is even more unexpected that the number of such amulets is gradually increasing.

In the end, the "talismans" trapped batch after batch of monsters, only to be slaughtered by them.

As long as the last blow to kill the monster belongs to the war slave, the essence will penetrate from the monster's body into the war slave's body.

The amulets played with the monsters until they were dying, and the war slaves stepped forward to harvest the fruits one by one.

Feng Zhen roughly estimated the amount, and kept the energy in their bodies at the same level as before, so they were not allowed to do anything again.

Only Zhan San and himself continued to harvest.

In this way, for several days, some "talismans" and war slaves searched for monsters and locked them up, and Fengzhen and Zhansan collected their energy.

On the fifth day, the energy in Zhan San's body finally broke through the critical point, and he broke through.

The moment he broke through, his blood seemed to be boiling, and his whole body was flushed red, and countless sweat oozed out in an instant, was evaporated, and then oozed out again...

When everything calmed down, Zhan San blushed excitedly and didn't know what to say.

He stared deeply at Fengzhen, then knelt down in front of Fengzhen with a "plop".

"Owner!"

His upper body couldn't be lowered.

He didn't know what to use to express the loyalty he wanted to confess at the moment.

At the same time, he still had a hidden worry in his heart. He was worried that the other party would feel disgusted by a traitorous slave like himself.

But even so, he still has to do it.

Because, he longed to become stronger, and longed not to belong to the ambition that a slave should have.

Time became frozen in his anxiety, and it was not until the man said flatly, "Get up.", that the freeze was broken.

Courage returned to him, Zhan San stood up, his hawk-like eyes scanned the other war slaves, and he stroked the long sword with his fingers.

The war slaves, who had always been aware of his style, felt chills in their hearts. They knew that this was Zhan San's murderous intent.

The smartest one quickly knelt down on the ground like Zhan San and shouted: "Master!"

The others came to their senses one after another and moved in exactly the same way.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

……

Feng Zhen responded coldly.

His obviously different attitude made all the war slaves tremble with fear.

To this newly recognized master, they are both apprehensive and respectful, deeply afraid that if the other party is unsatisfactory, the leader will take their lives.

After staying outside for another five days, the closure of the town was broken.

After the breakthrough, not only the attributes of the body have been greatly improved, but even the internal strength seems to have become [-]% stronger.

After the breakthrough, the body was full of blood and energy, and it was fuller than before.

Every muscle, bone, and meridian is nourished by essence, and the vitality is vigorous.

Feng Zhen crossed his knees to receive his power, while Zhan San on the side hid his shocked and fiery eyes.

You know, on the day he broke through, the essence energy in the master's body was only more than him or less than him. However, after another five full days, countless essence energy was absorbed into the opponent's body every day. , the essence in the opponent's body reached the critical point, and then broke through...

What this means is self-evident.

And among the war slaves who had opened their eyes these days, the eyes of several war slaves who had ideas were also eager.

……

After this, Feng Zhen and Zhan San collected some energy, only a little more than other war slaves, and then returned home.

Back in the mansion, they went to the depths of the mansion, and were once again sucked out by the "master".

Ziyan didn't notice the abnormality of Fengzhen and Zhan San's bodies.

When they were about to leave, several music slaves with musical instruments came in from outside.

Feng Zhen was facing them face to face.

These Le Nu have some strange faces, and they look rather weird.

Before he had time to think about where the weirdness was, he was attacked with blank eyes from the last Le Nu in the team.

It was none other than Le Yi who they had lived together.

Le Yi...how could Le Nu, the most beautiful, be at the end of the line?

Le Yi glared at Feng Zhen viciously, his eyes wishing to see a layer of blood on Feng Zhen's body, and brushed past him with a stern face.

Getting closer and closer to the sick and weak master, Le Yi's slender body tried hard to present a tough and masculine posture.

Only then did Feng Zhen suddenly understand.

Why do you feel weird?Because these Le slaves, except Le Yi, are all tall, strong and powerful, with a completely different style from the previous beauty.

Feng Zhen glanced at the aloof Master Ziyan.

The man was also looking at him, his slender red phoenix eyes flashed, and the thin lips under the mask were slightly curved, as if very happy.

Feng Zhen smiled lightly, and quickly looked away indifferently, following Zhan San and the others disappearing from Ziyan's sight.

Ziyan sat on the high seat, feeling the comfort brought by the flow of energy in his body, while listening to the music and singing of the music slaves, his eyes gradually lost their focus.

wrong……

wrong!

He looked at Le Nu's face one by one, always feeling a very sudden sense of discomfort.

None of these people are right!

He didn't want to feel like this.

Ziyan stood up suddenly and walked towards the residence.

The Le Nus stopped their movements in panic, and then heard a cold voice full of anger: "Throw them all to the Douyuan!"

The Le slaves all withered down, looking miserable.

And Le Yi, who insisted on pestering the steward to agree to let him come over, was even more regretful.