Chapter 129: It is easy to kill someone, but hard to destroy their heart
When Zhang Yang finished saying that, he keenly noticed that the big man's rock-like body had finally changed a little.
So he smiled with satisfaction. That was right. An opponent who seemed to have a divine position was simply the best source of faith and incense for the mountain god! If he could capture this guy's soul, the harvest would be no less than that of dozens or even hundreds of ordinary believers.
But at the same time, this kind of thing would be extremely difficult.
It is easy to kill someone, but difficult to change his mind, especially when this person is a devout believer with firm faith, excellent self-discipline and strong will.
Zhang Yang took a step back quietly and entered the cowhide tent, but he still remained alert. Holding the spear in one hand, he slowly picked up the well-maintained crossbow. Then he left alertly and placed the crossbow ten meters away.
During the whole process, he was ready to attack the big man at any time. This was a bottom line. He was very weak now and could not put himself in danger.
But at the same time, he couldn't let the big man feel completely desperate, because it would not be fun if he committed suicide directly.
In short, this is very subtle, a war of wills.
Next, the big man didn't move, as if he had really accepted his fate and given up hope, and let Zhang Yang carry away the items in his tent like a mouse moving house.
But Zhang Yang himself knew that the big man was waiting for the opportunity.
This is a guy whose bones are harder than steel. He can survive the terrible plague.
Under the temptation of Zhang Yang, he would even disdain the false flattery and not even give the opportunity for bargaining.
So this guy is either really a noble soul, or a religious fanatic! The big man's property is still very rich, including -
One steel gear crossbow and 25 steel crossbow arrows.
A large sword with a gap.
A dagger.
One side of the half-broken shield.
A pair of chain mail.
A gun tip.
A hammer with a pattern on it.
About 30 kilograms of dried horse meat.
Five pounds of black bread.
A water bag.
Nine gold coins, twenty-seven silver coins, and seventy-six bronze coins.
A seal.
A flag.
A flint for starting a fire.
A lock of woman's hair wrapped in a handkerchief.
Finally, there was a crumpled letter.
It was very rich. Zhang Yang felt that he could use the assigned topic to construct a romantic and tragic story for this big man at any time, and it would be a long chapter of 3,000 words.
But for the time being he had no intention of using these items to provoke the big man.
"Then let's have a wild survival competition!" Zhang Yang was full of fighting spirit.
In fact, he had no other choice. In the desolate wilderness, with an unfamiliar map and an injured body, he had to pray that he would not encounter ferocious beasts.
Next, Zhang Yang first moved all the supplies thirty meters away from the big man, and tried his best to eat some dried horse meat. Finally, he sat down and tried to string the steel gear crossbow.
Almost at the same time, the big man suddenly got up, rolled twice and rolled out of Zhang Yang's sight.
By the time Zhang Yang stood up from the ground again, the big man had rolled fifty or sixty meters and was crawling forward using his hands and feet at a very fast speed.
It was obvious that this big man's understanding of the surrounding environment was something Zhang Yang could never match.
"Hehe, just as I expected, this guy already had a detailed plan."
Zhang Yang was not surprised, nor did he chase after him. The big man with a broken leg had fighting power, but in this environment he was still no match for Zhang Yang holding a wooden spear, even though his body was very weak.
The big man quickly climbed out two hundred meters away, leaned his back against a big rock, and while breathing heavily, he quickly pulled the grass around him and weaved it into a rope with a stone tied to one end.
Look! This guy has quickly found a way to counter Zhang Yang's spear, and the big rock can be used to avoid the threat of crossbow arrows.
Zhang Yang laughed silently because he no longer had the energy to laugh out loud.
"Very good, the main quest has officially begun. If you want to conquer a world, start by conquering a devout fanatic."
Zhang Yang sat down again, ate some dried meat to restore his strength, and then continued to string the steel gear crossbow.
Two hundred meters away, the big man was also frantically pulling up grass, stones, and everything! He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die without dignity, especially at the hands of a damned heretic. This was something he couldn't tolerate.
So he was willing to accept this unique battle, in this desolate wilderness, to see who could outlast the other? Right, it was ridiculous, both of them were dying, they should have cooperated well, they were originally the weakest in the food chain in this wilderness.
But now a war is about to begin.
A war between two people.
Zhang Yang is also preparing. Now he has the most starting resources, but his disadvantage is also obvious, that is, poor execution.
That big guy has no resources but strong execution ability.
Zhang Yang has a mountain god who can protect him from the plague.
The big man was so strong that the plague couldn't do anything to him for a while.
Zhang Yang had a chance to kill the big man, but for the test of the mountain god, he had to get the big man's faith and the loyalty of his soul, so he couldn't kill him easily.
The big man wanted to eat Zhang Yang's flesh, but he didn't have the opportunity or ability.
Then we can only endure it and see who can outlast the other!
"Sir, within three days, this place will have more rain, and it will be abundant enough to satisfy your hunger."
The insignificant Mountain God could only shout 666 at this time, "Your eyesight is really accurate! I sense the strong power of faith in him. As long as he can become my believer, I have the confidence to make a difference in this strange world."
Zhang Yang ignored the mountain god. This salted fish was weaker than him and could only provide this much information.
Since it was going to rain heavily in the next three days, he knew what to do.
First, you need to choose a high ground and avoid low-lying areas.
Look at that big guy, he also chose a high ground, yeah! This is the toughest opponent we have ever encountered.
"Dig the ground and dig a diversion canal! Yeah, I guess that guy is doing the same thing!"
Zhang Yang really didn’t believe it. The big man couldn’t be an ascetic monk.
Dig, collect, and build walls with mud and weeds.
Repair weapons and make simple traps.
Also, trees are cut down, chipped and made into rafts to defend against possible wild beasts.
The big guy was doing something similar, and he started eating bugs, earthworms, and digging rat holes.
It's crazy!
For a moment, Zhang Yang almost wavered, because the big man was too different. It was obvious that as long as he gave up his beliefs and believed in the mountain god, everyone would be happy.
But in the end Zhang Yang held back.
Because this is a trial from the mountain god, the mountain god, this salted fish, is the protagonist.
So we have to approach it from this angle.
"This is so cruel! If I accept a similar trial again in the future, I will be a fool!"
(End of this chapter)
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