Harvest, Greed

Jiang Cheng had tried very hard to restrain himself from stealing when processing bison meat. However, after he finished his job, he realized he had stolen more than 1,000 pieces of bison meat. The ingredients that he had collected weighed about one catty each and were very evenly distributed. There were more than 1,000 pieces of meat. The total weight was more than 1,000 catties It was no wonder that he was trembling. Not only was he nervous, but he was also excited.

Jiang Cheng was nervous as he was worried about being discovered, but he was also excited because he had obtained so much food at once.

Did Jiang Cheng feel guilty this time?

To be honest, there was nothing to feel guilty about. He had no idea how shelter folks had managed to enter a shelter. There were still a large number of people outside who could barely survive in the wilderness. Some had lost their homes, or even starved to death, killed each other, and traded children for food.

In fact, the previous owner of his body had never even heard of the existence of a shelter. It was probably the same for many people.

The shelter folks had endless food and synthetic water. They had never heard of any shelter folks using high-tech to help the Wildlings.

Even those who followed behind the Terrawheeler could only get paid through labor. Those who did not have the ability to work, including the elderly and children, were ignored by the shelter folks.

Jiang Cheng was a transmigrator who did not originally belong to this world. Hence, he did not feel any hatred since his standpoint was different.

However, he believed that if Wildlings knew the truth and knew that they had been abandoned, they would probably not have a good impression of the shelter folks either.

Plus, now that he was a Wildling like Tong Xiaorou and Yaya, who had suffered greatly in the wilderness, he didn't feel guilty at all for stealing resources from the shelter. He had only felt guilty for a few seconds when Yang Kuifeng took out his communicator.

"Wildlings don't make friends, but if he truly considers me a friend, I'll repay him with double kindness when I'm able. Right now, I'm in dire need of a substantial amount of food."

Ten minutes later, the three of them came to the other side.

While resting under the giant tree, Jiang Cheng took out the metal ingot and combined it with his Tang Dynasty Sword.

Perhaps it was because the quality of the metal ingot was really good, so when he used it as a material, he succeeded easily.

When they were successfully fused, the metal ingot was broken into residue, and the quality of Tang Dynasty Sword was directly improved.

[Tang Dynasty Sword (White): Density +3, Tenacity +3]

Tenacity increased by two points.

The weight of the entire sword reached eight kilograms.

Wielding the sword normally would not pose a problem for Jiang Cheng's current strength. However, if he were to wield it for an extended period of time, his hand would undoubtedly become fatigued.

"It's almost done for the time being. When I have time, I'll improve the quality of bison bones through fusing until they meet the current quality of the sword and fuse them to the sword again."

Jiang Cheng gazed at the Tang Dynasty Sword clasped tightly in his hand. It had undergone a remarkable transformation since the day he had first laid his hands on it. The blade had acquired a sleeker appearance, adorned with faint patterns etched onto its surface. Furthermore, the handle's texture had also undergone a significant enhancement, making it comfortable to hold without any fear of sweat or slippage.

"Its quality grade is still White though. I wonder what I can do to make it reach Green. "

This thought flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind, but he didn't think too much about it. In any case, if he continued to improve it through fusing, its quality grade would reach Green or even surpass it sooner or later.

As the Terrawheeler had yet to depart, he stood up and began practicing his swordplay. His style was one of hacking and slashing, striking with whatever force came naturally. But he didn't just focus on attacking - he also practiced dodging, building up his explosive power, and sharpening his visual acuity.

Underneath the giant tree, he swiftly moved back and forth within a five-meter square range, flashing his blade while practicing his reaction time.

Jiang Cheng didn't know if this exercise would be useful, but it definitely wouldn't be wrong to exercise more.

Tong Xiaorou and Yaya watched silently under the giant tree. They did not make any sound, worried that it would affect him.

"Ahhh…"

Suddenly, a scream came from ahead, "Sir, help me! A bunch of people plan to rob you of your water…"

Jiang Cheng stopped abruptly. He saw the tall and thin man who he had seen before carrying his wife in one hand and a wooden spear in the other as he ran over quickly. His son, the little boy, was also running for his life, his face filled with fear.

Behind them, a group of over 20 people chased and yelled, some even firing arrows. Although most missed, one struck the man's shoulder, causing him to scream. "Sir, please help me...they were discussing how to rob you of your water. When we found out, they wanted to kill me to keep me silent..." The skinny woman, who was being carried by the elderly man, urgently called out to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng frowned. He didn't completely trust the skinny woman, but he looked coldly at the people chasing after him.

Behind him, the group of people who had caught up revealed a look of fear and greed when they saw Jiang Cheng.

"If we attack together, he will definitely be outnumbered!" One of them shouted and shot a self-made arrow at Jiang Cheng.

"You're courting death!" Jiang Cheng snorted coldly and casually broke the wooden arrow. He quickly passed the knife to his left hand and took out a small piece of wood with his right hand. He aimed at the person and swung his arm fiercely.

Whoosh!

Jiang Cheng now had a strength of 280 kilograms, which equates to over 500 pounds of force. With a sudden surge of energy, he could generate more than a ton of force, and the wooden projectile he hurled had immense power.

Evolvers were stronger than ordinary people not only in strength, but also in physical coordination and instantaneous explosive power.

The log shot out like a bullet.

BANG!

Although the log didn't strike the fatal blow, upon impact with the archer's shoulder, his bones snapped and his body was flung backwards.

"Holy shit!" Ordinary people had a deep-seated fear of evolvers. Watching Jiang Cheng cripple one of them with just a small log had extinguished any greed they had. However, there were still some who were not afraid of death.

"Get him!" someone on the right shouted. " He has a lot of water! "

"Kill him!" Three of them roared and charged forward.

Jiang Cheng didn't rush forward recklessly because Tong Xiaorou and Yaya were still behind him.

He plunged his straight sword into the ground and took out a small log with both hands. He aimed at the three people leading the group and swung his arms fiercely.

WHOOSH!

BANG!

One of them was shot in the thigh and suffered a fracture.

BANG!

Another person was hit in the chest and immediately collapsed, his body flying out.

BANG!

The last person's head exploded along with the log.

"Run, he's too strong!"

"Run!"

The remaining people were so frightened that they peed their pants. It was a temporary team, and they were wary of Evolvers. After witnessing four of their members being crippled or killed, the rest of the team turned around and ran away in fear.

However, Jiang Cheng continued his attack without hesitation, thinking to himself, "Those who try to rob me should see death coming!" He grabbed a log and hurled it like a javelin

WHOOSH!

BANG!

One person's back caved in slightly from the blow, and his body flew out.

BANG!

Another was stabbed in the back by the log. He screamed and ran even faster.

As the rest of them fled out of range, Jiang Cheng stopped his assault, coming to the realization that this was merely a competition among Wildlings for food and that he had no real hatred towards them. They had only acted out of desperation for water. He could not ignore the safety of Xiaorou and Yaya by chasing after these poor bandits. Furthermore, he had no fear of their retaliation. While they may be stagnant, he would only become stronger and stronger. Besides, there was no telling whether their paths would cross again in the future.

Tong Xiaorou stood under the giant tree, holding Yaya and watching nervously. She breathed a sigh of relief at Jiang Cheng's easy defeat of the enemy. When she turned to the three people who had come to report, she remained expressionless and said nothing