I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

Zhang Yichen, who was in great pain and weak-willed, had long since stopped practicing. Now that hundreds of millions of viewers have given him another step, how can he not be humbled?

However, there are some people who are contrary to the views of hundreds of millions of people.

Li Honglei: "Master, are you giving up now? Don't you want to become a monk?"

Zhang Yichen? ?

So angry! Why is Brother Li like this? Didn't you see that I really couldn't hold on? Are you bringing this up now?

Leng Feng: "Master, I know you are in pain, but if you want to become a monk, you have to persist and persist. I have confidence in you."

Zhang Yichen cried. Under the wash of the waterfall, others couldn't tell that he was crying.

He looked at the last person, Hua'er, for help.

Hua'er raised her little fist, her face bulged into a little bun, and shouted, "Brother Yi Chen, come on."

Zhang Yichen? ?

Time passed minute by minute, and every second was extremely long for Zhang Yichen.

Li Honglei looked at his watch and said, "Okay, Master."

This sentence, to Zhang Yichen and hundreds of millions of people, is simply more natural than the sound of nature.

Simply the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Plop."

Zhang Yichen fell directly into the spring.

Leng Feng jumped into the spring, fished out the fat Zhang Yichen, and threw him into the medicinal bath that had been prepared long ago.

The cool medicinal power penetrated into the skin, nourishing the flesh and bones, like countless palms massaging his whole body.

"Uh-huh."

The territory of China was enveloped in a comfortable moan.

At this moment, everyone had only one thought: the hardship they had just endured was worth it.

Only after experiencing pain can you appreciate the value of comfort.

Not long after Zhang Yichen felt comfortable, he was fished out by Leng Feng.

Started training on the next subject.

After drinking a cup of ginseng tea, Hua'er taught me how to meditate and practice Qi, and understand the mysteries of the body.

While he was drowsy, Zhang Yichen felt that something outside his body was about to enter his body, but he could not keep the thing. Not long after it entered the body, it dissipated again, leaving nothing behind.

Not long after, Zhang Yichen started snoring.

Seeing this, Hua'er shook her head helplessly and cast a helpless look at Li Honglei.

Li Honglei is also very helpless. There is no one else with the qualifications of a young master!

That night, Zhang Yichen slept very soundly.

Time is like sand, flowing through your fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, it's time for a new hero to be summoned.

The golden door opens, and new heroes cross the border under the spotlight.

To Zhang Yichen's surprise, the person who came was not Brother Xu, but a middle-aged uncle.

He is unshaven, has dark skin, and is wearing decent work clothes and a hard hat.

Not like a soldier, like a construction worker.

"Hello, my name is Yuan Shijie, and I build houses."

Zhang Yichen? ?

Yuan Shijie looked around, his eyes full of novelty, "This is a different world, it seems to be no different from China."

After picking up a stone and observing it, Yuan Shijie felt relieved, "The composition of the stone is no different from that of Aquamarine, so that's easy to handle."

Yuan Shijie looked at Zhang Yichen and others again, "Do you have money?"

Zhang Yichen? ?

Leng Feng: "There are some. What do you want the money for?"

"Recruit people to build a house!"

Everyone couldn't understand. What was the official plan to send someone to build a house?

What's the use of a house builder? Can he defeat a powerful cultivator?

"correct."

Yuan Shijie thought of something and took out the space bag in his backpack, "This is the officially prepared material. Take a look for yourselves!"

Zhang Yichen asked: "Brother, why didn't Brother Xu come?"

"He also wants to cooperate with the authorities in research. This time the authorities asked me to come first."

Under Li Honglei's big stick and Yuan Shijie's financial offensive, all the villagers in Shufeng Village mobilized. Some went into the mountains to find building materials similar to limestone, and some built kilns, made tools, and refined ironware.

The inefficient productivity of the other world made the early work difficult.

Fortunately, Yuan Shijie knows a little bit about everything, from setting up kilns to smelt iron, searching for ores, to making tools.

It seems that there is nothing Yuan Shijie doesn't understand when it comes to building a house.

Sure enough, there are hundreds of millions of people who can be officially sent to perform tasks.

The days passed.

Under constant physical torture, Zhang Yichen's physique was further strengthened, completely surpassing the scope of ordinary people and reaching the physical fitness of a special soldier.

However, this is not enough, far from it.

The physical fitness of the special forces soldiers is at the pinnacle of mortals, but they are still mortals, not extraordinary ones.

Extraordinary people can break rocks with one punch, but mortals cannot.

Li Honglei shouted deeply, and the wind of his fist was like a dragon, hitting the mountain wall, causing gravel to fly and leaving punch holes one after another.

But Li Honglei's fist was unscathed.

"Captain, awesome."

Leng Feng praised.

He entered Taoism earlier than Li Honglei, but his talent should not be mentioned!

In short, Li Honglei has far surpassed him now.

According to the levels of different worlds, Li Honglei has reached the middle stage of body refining.

Li Honglei faced each other with his fists and made a dull sound, "It's not enough, it's far from enough. We have to become stronger."

"Captain, when do you think the young master will join the Tao? If the young master joins the Tao, will we get gifts from the young master as analyzed by netizens?"

Leng Feng has already given up on his own cultivation.

Sometimes I have to obey God. Some people are born to cultivate, and some people are destined not to go far in cultivation, such as himself, such as Zhang Yichen.

"Young master's gift? It would be great if there is one, but we cannot rely on that kind of illusory gift. Improving ourselves is the last word."

Li Honglei looked at Zhang Yichen, who was climbing hard in weight-bearing clothing not far away, "It's time to teach the young master kung fu. Physical fitness is important, but being able to turn it into one's own strength is even more important."

"Captain, I don't think it's necessary to let the young master practice martial arts? With us here, we can really make him do it."

"I hope there will be a day when he doesn't take action himself, but when that day comes, it will definitely be better if he has time to spare."

After hard work and panting, I finally climbed up the mountain and completed today's homework.

Zhang Yichen wanted to cry. He was really tired and painful.

He didn't know how he persisted.

Some people say that over time, you will get used to it.

Zhang Yichen wanted to say that it was nonsense. After all this time, Zhang Yichen still wasn't used to this kind of high-intensity training.

Sometimes Zhang Yichen admires himself for how he persisted.