After looking through the attributes of all the refugees, Qin Shujian found a dozen more people there.
These people all majored in the Eternal Spring Art.
It was as if they were martial arts of the same origin.
However, their realms were all at the first stage of the Basic Realm. Apart from Zhao Shanlin and Wang Hu, there were no other experts above the second stage of the Basic Realm.
However.
This was enough.
After taking in this group of people, the strength of the entire Cold Mountain Stronghold would at least double.
As for the hidden dangers of rebellion with so many experts.
Qin Shujian sneered inwardly.
In his opinion, this was not a problem at all.
In the Lulin, strength was respected.
He was confident that with his current strength, he would be able to suppress any possible rebellion.
After taking in Zheng Fang and the others, Qin Shujian immediately asked Zhang Tieniu and the others to make the necessary arrangements.
Moreover, they immediately gave them some food to eat.
There was no other way.
From Qin Shujian's point of view, many of these newly recruited bandits were already so hungry that they only had a trace of strength left. If he delayed any longer, he would have to worry that these people would die.
Once they entered his Cold Mountain Stronghold, they would be part of his Cold Mountain Stronghold.
If a group of people starved to death for no reason, it would be a painful matter.
After all, Qin Shujian had long wanted to expand the Cold Mountain Stronghold. However, he never had enough manpower.
Now that this group of refugees had delivered themselves to his doorstep, it was actually exactly what he wanted.
Sometimes.
Population was the most important productivity.
Without enough people, many things could not be carried out.
Qin Shujian was not so naive as to think that NPCs who starved to death could be refreshed by the system.
—
In the Zhongyi Hall.
After some arrangements, the newly recruited bandits could be considered to have settled down in the Cold Mountain Stronghold.
As for Qin Shujian, he immediately summoned Zheng Fang.
In his heart, he still valued this expert of the fourth stage of the Basic Realm very much.
"This old man greets the Stronghold Lord!" After a simple tidying up, although Zheng Fang's complexion was still yellow, his energy was much better.
"Please sit!"
"Thank you, Stronghold Lord!"
Zheng Fang didn't refuse. After thanking him, he took a seat at the side.
Qin Shujian said, "I still don't know where Elder Zheng and the others came from."
"Linchuan Market, a thousand miles away."
"A thousand miles away?" Qin Shujian was surprised.
Zheng Fang cupped his hands and said, "That's right. I won't lie to you, Master. The reason why we traveled thousands of miles is to avoid the disaster of war and famine."
"I would like to hear the details."
Qin Shujian's expression was both curious and solemn.
Seeing this, Zheng Fang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Allow this old man to slowly explain everything …"
With Zheng Fang's words, Qin Shujian finally understood most of the background of Zheng Fang and the others. He also understood why Zheng Fang was so strong.
Linchuan Town was a small town thousands of miles away.
Although it was called a town, it was actually not much bigger than an ordinary village.
Zheng Fang was a private school teacher and the owner of a martial arts center in Linchuan Town.
However, there were wars everywhere in the Great Zhao Nation. There were disasters of war and man-made disasters everywhere. Coincidentally, there was also a drought and famine. This caused refugees to rise up and the people everywhere were in dire straits.
Linchuan Town was already having a hard time surviving in the face of the drought.
In the end, it coincidentally encountered a disaster of war.
Deserters from unknown places formed a group and burned, killed, and pillaged Linchuan Town to steal food.
Although Linchuan Town was a town, it wasn't strong at all. A fourth stage martial artist like Zheng Fang was completely useless in front of a large number of soldiers.
Therefore, Linchuan Town fell.
A portion of the people who were unwilling to die gathered together and escaped from Linchuan Town.
As Zheng Fang was a private school teacher and the owner of a martial arts center, he had a good reputation in Linchuan Town. Therefore, he was temporarily elected as the leader.
However, along the way, there were both young and old in the group, so they moved very slowly.
In addition, there was a famine and a disaster of war everywhere. Every place was in war and there was a shortage of food. No one had the ability to take in hundreds of people.
Therefore, Zheng Fang and the others could only move and leave the areas affected by the disaster of war first.
However —
With hundreds of people, the daily consumption of food was a huge problem.
In the beginning, they were able to rely on the dry rations they brought with them and barely survive for a few days.
Later on, they ate whatever they encountered and drank whatever water they encountered. They ate a lot of grass, roots, and tree bark, but they still couldn't avoid the situation of people starving to death.
Now, there were only sixty or so people left in the group of hundreds.
If Cold Mountain Village hadn't taken them in, the remaining sixty or so people would have all starved to death in a few days.
Because of this, Zheng Fang was now very grateful to Qin Shujian.
The other party's decision wasn't as simple as giving him food to eat. It had also saved dozens of lives in Linchuan Town.
Qin Shujian also felt some admiration for Zheng Fang.
After all, it was easy to imagine how difficult it was to escape such a group of people thousands of miles away.
"Elder Zheng, you can rest assured. Since you're now in Cold Mountain Village, as long as you don't betray us, you won't starve as long as I feed you," Qin Shujian promised.
Zheng Fang stood up and bowed. "Thank you, Master!"
Then, he took out three wrinkled books from his sleeves and handed them over with both hands.
"These are the cultivation methods that I practiced in the martial arts club. Now, I'm giving them to you as a thank you for taking us in!"
"Well said, well said."
Qin Shujian's eyes lit up and he took the three books with a smile on his face.
When he saw Zheng Fang's attributes, he had the idea of getting the cultivation methods that he learned.
Because there were only five levels in the Body Forging Scripture, he had reached the end of it.
If he wanted to progress further, Qin Shujian had no other solution at the moment. The best way was to find a higher level of his main cultivation method and improve it.
Although he did not know what level Zheng Fang's cultivation method was, it was always a good thing to have one more reference.
Especially the last two cultivation methods, which were obviously offensive methods.
Qin Shujian was also very keen on improving one's strength without having to raise one's own level.
It was just that what surprised him was that Zheng Fangzhi would be so tactful.
Before he made a request, he took the initiative to deliver the three cultivation methods.
After delivering the three cultivation methods, Zheng Fang said, "I see that the village is a little shabby. Coincidentally, there are many carpenters and masons in my group.
If Stockade Master doesn't mind, I can contribute to the stockade and renovate this place. "
Qin Shujian's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face became even more obvious.
Talents!
These were all talents.
He did not expect that there would be such skilled people among the newly arrived refugees.
Before this, there was only Wang Tiezhu, a dabbler carpenter, in the entire Cold Mountain Village.
Qin Shujian had seen how shabby the village was, but due to the limitations of the environment and the lack of manpower, he had not cared about it for the time being.
But now that Zheng Fang had taken the initiative to bring it up, he naturally had no reason to refuse.
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