"All, most, some, yes, no ..."
This sentence is one of the most contemplative quotes on the Martial Artist Forum, and there is no way to verify who wrote it. But it can be topped in the martial arts forum for more than a century, which shows that it has been recognized by countless people and represents a realm of thought.
In fact, its original intention is to tell you eight words: be happy with what you have, and don't be greedy.
Do you decide to have it all, or most of it, or a small part of it, or do you want to have it all, or do you want to have nothing at all, driven by greed? Sometimes, you even need to give all, most, or a small part of yourself for this greed ...
Sitting on a mountain ridge, Wang Zheng is definitely a deep experience.
These black power pig beasts themselves took a full half hour to finally be rid of them, and now the situation is that even they do not know what the hell is their current location.
If you are greedy, if you fire even one more shot, half a minute slower, you may be caught up by the black power pig beasts.
By then, not only did he not get it, but he even had to pay the price, the price of his life.
The black power pig beasts that were chasing wildly, they did not know where to hide under the search for Wang Zheng. The entire just raging jungle, back to a silence, under the threat of fierce beasts, like small birds do not even dare to chirp on a sentence.
After resting for a moment, Wang Zheng stood up.
"Next, it's time to harvest the results of the battle."
Black power pig beast a total of seven, kill one is certain, there are two by their own trauma, at least how the results, in Wang Zheng's opinion, they simply can not escape.
One abdominal wound, half an hour was enough to make it bleed to death; the one whose leg was broken by himself, lost a leg, it could not escape.
The situation now is in line with the sentence above: a small part.
Seven head can have three head harvest, for Wang Zheng, call it a surprise.
Carrying the rune gun, Wang Zheng used the Martial Artist Terminal to orient himself, and after checking the map, he quickly confirmed the direction and started walking towards this ruined village. The powerful function of the Martial Artist Terminal, no need to worry that you will be lost.
Back, Wang Zheng was careful, almost an hour before he finally saw this one ruined village full of weeds and trees.
The black power pig beast that was hit by itself in the abdomen and blasted a bloody hole, it just chased less than 500 meters before it collapsed from blood loss and decompensation. In fact, if Wang Zheng was more attentive, he still heard the beep from the Bone Guidance Assistant about the increase in tattoo power.
There was another black-powered pig beast that was hit in one leg, which was not found in this vicinity.
The weight of a Black Power Pig Beast is just about four hundred kilograms.
The material of the Black Power Pig Beast is not much other than its wolf teeth that can be used, for example, its teeth are not of high value and usually no one will deliberately dig them back.
Wang Zheng carried the Rune Gun on his back and used the Martial Artist Terminal to first record the information of this Black Power Pig Beast and then chose to send it. In this way, the Martial Union would record the information that Wang Zheng had killed a Black Power Pig Beast, and a backup copy would be sent to the Ministry of Military Affairs at the same time.
"One killed." Wang Zheng grinned and dragged one of the legs of this Black Power Pig Beast with his boned right hand as he walked towards the village.
The Black Power Pig Beast that had its head blown off was still quietly tripping.
Once again, the mission information was recorded, and after receiving confirmation from the Martial Union, the mission became 2/20, 0/1.
After recording, Wang Zheng dug down the tusks of the two Black Power Pig Beasts, tied them with a rope and carried them on his back, then with one hand holding the hind legs of one Black Power Pig Beast, he started his return journey with power. The material of the black power pig beast is not worth much, but the meat of two black power pig beasts is worth at least three or four thousand, Wang Zheng can not afford to give up.
One day's harvest, tusks plus beast meat, almost five thousand pieces.
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Late afternoon.
The barracks is still busy, all kinds of logistics vehicles to and from here, replenishing ammunition supplies and so on.
When Wang Zheng came out of the jungle, he was almost exhausted to the point of deficiency.
Nearly a thousand kilograms of two black power pig beasts, Wang Zheng but dragged almost ten kilometers, only out of this jungle.
"Phew, I'm exhausted."
Out of the jungle, into the eyes of the wilderness, a wind blowing, extremely cool.
The barracks here is tens of kilometers away from the town of fallen leaves, where there are many crises, but Wang Zheng knows that every afternoon there are some bold traders who come here to buy some materials. They are weak and cannot compete with other big companies in the town, so they can only take the risk to come here.
Not to mention, this kind of adventure is worth it, because many martial artists after returning to the barracks, directly is the side of the barracks to set up camp to rest, the next day is back to the jungle.
This some martial artists their prey materials and precious herbs do not need to count, but there is one thing they have to sell, which is the beast meat. Some of the precious beasts, their beasts within the fresh and there are some special substances, is the people's table delicious, the price is not low.
Beast meat, need to be sold on the same day, no cold storage, simply can not stay in the hands for too long.
In this way, it gives some traders the opportunity.
On the side of the barracks, there are quite a few tents, almost temporary shelters set up by martial artists here. At the same time various traders, also in this area of the tent side, set up a sign, like buying garbage, as long as the materials, beast meat, worn out equipment, herbs, etc., and even fruit ornamental plants, all in the scope of their acquisition.
The competition by the barracks is not strong, but there are a dozen vendors stationed here.
Wang Zheng dragged two black power pig beasts appeared, immediately let some of these vendors came to the spirit, a few thousand business is not much, but the mosquito is small is also meat is not?
"Little brother, great, how about selling this black power pig beast to me, guarantee a fair price."
"Hey brother, good harvest, your black power pig beast, I pay a thousand dollars a head to collect?"
"Brother, a first-class martial artist, took out two black power pig beasts, just for your bravery, I can give a thousand two hundred a head."
"One thousand three hundred head, brother sell me."
"All of you are not generous, brother I offer one thousand four hundred a head."
The vendors who came around, talking in a variety of ways, turned the originally calm place into a vegetable market.
One thousand fourteen a head, is not low, but Wang Zheng has long checked on the martial artist terminal, they received only need to transport back to the fallen leaves town, two thousand a head is not a problem. If possible, transported to Pinghu City at least in three thousand a head, directly doubled.
Wang Zheng took the tusks out of his back and threw them directly to the ground, then stepped on one of the black power pig beasts, looked around and said in an open voice: "Cut the crap, two black power pig beasts plus these four tusks, five thousand five hundred to take away."
The price of five thousand five hundred, let them a few people hesitate, or one of the fat man narrowed his eyes, a gnash of teeth and said: "Brother, I want it."
Wang Zheng smiled: "Cool."
Five thousand five hundred, although the transport back to the fallen leaf town can earn some, but almost the same as a waste of time, has not much profit. Beast meat, not that enough to collect and then shipped back, now collect, the evening must return to the town of leaves to sell, or smashed in the hands.
The cost of transporting back to the town from here is not low, can earn a five hundred, is already good.
The others are all shaking their heads to leave, five thousand five hundred this price let them directly give up.
"Brother, meet, Fatty Chen, you can call me Fatty, in the future, if you have any good words, you can contact me, absolutely give you a high price." Fatty Chen directly used his personal terminal to generate a payment code, and under Wang Zheng's scan, he paid five thousand five hundred into Wang Zheng's personal terminal.
Casually, Fatty Chen used his personal terminal to add the contact person.
Fatty Chen's generosity also made Wang Zheng feel good, and he laughed, "No problem, in the future, as long as the price is right, materials and beast meat or whatever, it's all for sale to you."
Fatty Chen wants this effect, the reason he wants to earn a hard-earned money, just want to make more martial artists, low level does not matter, later when the other party grows up, this friendship will be easy to establish, with his current status, senior martial artists people simply do not care.