Although Xie Lingyun had prepared herself for rejection before she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she heard Zhang San's decisive answer.

But it makes sense. If it were so easy to persuade Zhang San to change his mind, then he would not be himself anymore.

Everyone present was a veteran in the martial arts world. After receiving a clear answer from Zhang San, Xie Lingyun did not dwell on this topic for too long.

On the contrary, as a woman who is born with a love of beauty, Xie Lingyun's interest in high heels and stockings is obviously no less than Zhang San's.

Everything that happened before seemed to be just a small episode. When Zhang San came back to his senses, Xie Lingyun was already chatting enthusiastically with Gu Xuanyan.

On the contrary, Zhang San who was standing aside was currently absorbed in the Nine Breaths Qi Condensing Technique in his hand.

Ever since he perfected the Disha Qi Guiding Technique, the growth of Zhang San's mental strength seemed to have hit a bottleneck.

Although his mental strength was still growing steadily under the constant tempering of the mortal world, the extent of it was far less than when he first started practicing.

To this day, there are only six rooms in the Memory Palace - Infinite City.

If it was just an ordinary memory fusion, it would be fine. Even if it was like in the Naruto world, where he lived for more than seventy years, with Zhang San's current mental strength, he would be able to withstand it.

However, what really worries Zhang San is that after experiencing the previous memory fusions, even if the system did not say much, with Zhang San's logical thinking ability, it is not difficult to guess that the world experienced by the small account is actually the entertainment work of the previous life.

In fact, sometimes Zhang San himself is also worried. It is fine that the concept of immortality has not been introduced now, but once the world experienced by the trumpet has the concept of immortality, will the other party still allow him to inherit extraordinary powers? If the other party refuses, will the system rebuild a trumpet or directly choose a new host?

You have to know that there are many such worlds, especially when it comes to oriental fantasy content, immortality is just the beginning.

Because of his fear of the system, Zhang San never asked the system about this setting. However, based on his understanding of himself, the answer to this question is probably no.

And this is exactly the reason why Zhang San is reluctant to travel through time.

Thinking of this, Zhang San, who was originally in a state of deep thought, couldn't help but reveal a trace of inexplicable emotion on his face.

I thought I already had the capital to survive, but with just one battle, I had already thrown out all my chips.

This is really funny! ...

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense for thousands of miles.

Xiaohao originally thought that this was just Cen Shen's exaggeration, but when he actually saw it, he found that such a description was just superficial.

This is the northern border of the empire, the battlefield where the empire and the northern ethnic groups have fought for thousands of years. It is also the hometown of Zhantong Xiaohao.

Because he has the memory palace as his backing, Zhang San is a person who is very good at summarizing. No matter it is the warm and sweet world of Full-time Job, the turbulent world of one person, or the cold and solemn world of Naruto, Zhang San can always use gorgeous words to pile up a different childhood life.

The profoundness of his artistic conception is even not inferior to ordinary words. If fate could be chosen, he would definitely be a wandering poet. With the title of plagiarism, he might even be able to gain the title of immortal poet.

He originally thought that everything in the world could be described with elegant words. However, after experiencing this childhood, apart from the cold and bleakness, Xiaohao could not write a single sentence of gorgeous poetry.

19 years ago, he was born in a tribe here, its name was the Baruts. After all, he was an experienced player who had experienced the test of time travel. As soon as he heard the name, he already knew that this was probably a Western fantasy world.

If he guessed correctly, there must be legends of the devil and the brave man circulating here. After learning the language of this world, he was interested in learning more about it.

As she gets older, ordinary bedtime stories are no longer acceptable to her. It might be a good idea to use fantasy stories from other worlds to create a cross-cultural impact.

It seems that we have talked too much nonsense, so let's get back to the topic. In fact, in terms of the number of people, the Baruts are not a very large tribe. The entire tribe, including female members, has no more than 200 people.

However, what is surprising is that it is such an unknown small tribe that has attracted the attention of the top leaders of the entire empire.

There is only one reason for this: this is a tribe that can hunt super-dangerous species, and a tribe that has the winner being the king engraved in its genes.

There is no need for any assessment or screening. Every one of them who comes from the Baruts tribe is a rare and powerful force. Among every hundred people, there will be a talented general.

Even if they were women who were least valued by the upper class in feudal society, as long as they were from the Baruts tribe, no one would doubt their bravery.

All in all, this is a tribe with a very rich tribal culture and an extremely brave tribe.

Unfortunately, before Trumpet's mother could tell him about the fine traditions of the Baruts, a dangerous species broke in and caused him to lose his life.

The mother died to protect her children, the father died to protect his family, they could be said to have died worthy deaths, and as the only bloodline of the other, from that day on, Xiaohao told himself that he must live on for them.

As the future of the tribe, children should be given proper protection. This is almost a common practice in all tribes.

Unfortunately, the northern snowfields where the Baruts live are short of supplies, and it is very difficult for adults to live. Who would share the supplies they have worked so hard to get with others? In addition, the concept of respecting the strong has been passed down from generation to generation within the tribe. If you can't prove that you have the value of living, then you don't need to live.

That was the most difficult night Xiaohao had ever had in his life. In just a moment, the biting cold wind took away all the heat from his body. If he had not accumulated a lot of innate Qi in his mother's womb, Xiaohao could bet that he would never see the sunrise the next day.

Warm, comfortable and full of hope, Xiaohao firmly believes that if there is still poetry in this world, it must be praising the sun.

The tribal rules are strict, but not inhumane. As the seventh child in history to survive the cold night, Xiaohao's existence is naturally recognized by the tribe members.