Zhang Fan circulated his spiritual energy through his body for three small cycles and suddenly found that the speed of the spiritual energy circulation was much faster.
He guessed that it was because he had completely exhausted his spiritual energy this time, and his dantian was eager to absorb spiritual energy, which actually helped his cultivation.
After absorbing the spiritual energy, Zhang Fan regained his strength and continued searching for a water source.
As dawn broke, Zhang Fan finally detected a spot where water could be dug.
It's located at the border of Zhangjiapo and Baijiacun, but the area is all rock, making it impossible to dig it open by manpower.
Even if it weren't rock, you still couldn't dig a well.
He's an idiot now, and not many people will believe what he says.
Third Master Zhang Youde might believe what he said, but others might not.
After thinking it over, Zhang Fan called Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin was asleep when he saw Zhang Fan's call. He instantly woke up and sat up abruptly. Zhang Fan got straight to the point: "There's something I need your help with."
Zhao Lin said respectfully, "What Dr. Zhang does is what I, Zhao Lin, do."
Having not slept all night, Zhang Fan hung up the phone and went straight back to his room to lie down and sleep.
He hadn't been asleep for long when his phone rang.
Ji Zhi: "Dr. Zhang, we have arrived."
Zhang Fan quickly washed his face and went straight to Zhang Youde's house.
Zhang Youde, dressed in his best clothes, was respectfully pouring tea for a man.
"Mr. Ji, please have some tea."
Ji Zhi had his hair slicked back, and his suit looked very expensive.
Behind him stood two other men, their hands behind their backs, standing behind Ji Zhi. They were dark-skinned and dressed in uniform. Judging from their breathing, they were all skilled martial artists.
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