"The strength is endless?" Zhou Fan's face changed slightly.

Wu slowly cut the fish fillet with a knife and said, "It's just that it's endless, so don't worry about exhaustion, but this is just what the data points hard to record."

"In fact, this continuous force has its limit, but even if ordinary warriors use their strength desperately, it is difficult for them to touch. At this limit, it is recorded that their strength will be continuously used and inexhaustible."

Zhou Fan looked at Jiliji with a look of surprise. If this is the case, Jilijiji would be more than ten times better than the Nine-Turn Practice Pill.

In the real world, if you fight with someone and take all your strength, problems such as exhaustion and fatigue will inevitably occur over time. However, if you have the strength of both sides, then the competition will be whose strength is more lasting.

The importance of this force can be imagined. Once he encounters an opponent of equal strength, he can use his best efforts to fight the opponent until he is exhausted!

Zhou Fan asked a few more questions about what he was trying to point out. After he confirmed that there was no problem, he glanced at the seven fishing rods leaning against the square table and said, "The next two questions are information I want to use to change the two fishing rods."

Among the fishing rods, Zhou Fan already knew that the black fishing rod was a classic fishing rod, the light purple fishing rod was a elixir fishing rod, and the dark gray fishing rod was a random fishing rod, but there were four fishing rods that were green, fiery red, golden, and silver and white.

"Which two?" Wu asked calmly.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Golden and silver-white fishing rods."

Wu shook his head and said, "Silver-white fishing rod is OK, but golden fishing rod is not OK. If you want to know the information about the golden fishing rod, you need to exchange it for one year's life and do not accept any gray insects."

When Zhou Fan heard that the golden fishing rod would take one year's life to exchange and did not accept the questioning of gray insects, his face changed slightly. What exactly can this fishing rod catch? In the eyes of fog, the information value of this fishing rod would be so great.

However, Zhou Fan also knew that Wu would not disclose any information to him, so he said, "Then can I change it to a green and fiery red fishing rod?"

"This is OK." Wu nodded, "Then what two fishing rods do you want to know?"

Zhou Fan quickly thought about it. All three of the remaining four fishing rods could be asked, only the golden fishing rod was not allowed. In other words, the golden fishing rod was the most special, so where was the special place?

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "What I want to ask is the silver-white fishing rod and the emerald green fishing rod."

Wu thought for a while and replied: "The silver-white fishing rod is a fishing rod, which can catch magic weapons, talismans and other objects. As for the green fishing rod, it is a spiritual plant fishing rod. What can be caught are naturally some spiritual fruits, spiritual herbs and other spiritual plants."

Zhou Fan just nodded after hearing this, and now he only has the red fishing rod and the golden fishing rod. He can ask the red fishing rod next time. The most troublesome question is the golden fishing rod, which requires one year's life.

Of course, Zhou Fan can also try it without giving his life span, but trying it out is a cost of gray worms. If it is not what he wants when fishing, it will be a waste of an opportunity.

After Zhou Fan woke up in the morning, the three classics of "The Picking of Low-level Monsters", "The First Discipline of the Forging Soldiers" and "Nine Furnaces of Explosions" were originally three light groups. When he touched his fingers, he had already put them in his mind.

He tried his best to align the spiritual plants, carefully stored them, and turned around and went to work hard.

Zhou Fan, who had left home, first went to visit Shouhou's house, but Carpenter Zhang told Zhou Fan that Shouhou had not woken up yet.

Zhou Fan had no choice but to go straight to the patrol camp.

The patrol camp was in chaos in the early morning.

Luo Litian successfully completed the recruitment task of the new team members, bringing more than 30 young and strong people.

With so many newcomers coming, the first thing they did was to start training. Lu Kui's injuries had healed a lot, so he also rushed to the camp to help.

In Lukui, Wu Shenshen, Zhou Fan and Luo Litian's help, the four of them taught the newcomers separately.

It took a whole morning to teach the newcomers, and then the old bird in the team took the newcomers to patrol.

Because the number of old birds is not enough, many old birds are carrying three people alone.

Zhou Fan and the four warriors also took a few newcomers to patrol in the afternoon. As for Huang Mao, the two talisman masters, they were in the camp and used to carve the talismans to supplement the consumption of ghost weddings.

Drawing talismans is extremely energy-consuming, and it is also a considerable burden for Huang Mao and the two talisman masters.

Compared to yesterday's lifelessness, the patrol team seemed to be busy and full of vitality. For Zhou Fan, there were fewer familiar faces and many more strange new faces.

I can only hope that the village will not encounter black and treacherous monsters like ghosts to welcome the bride.

Zhou Fan calmed down and carefully taught the newcomers who followed him while patrolling.

Until less than the afternoon, He Cao came over and came to find Zhou Fan.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Fan looked at the young man who joined the team with him and asked gently. He remembered that He Cao also took his people to patrol.

He Cao pulled Zhou Fan aside and said in a low voice: "Something happened in the camp, two old men asked you to go back."

"Why did you ask me to go back?" Zhou Fan frowned. The Wei Gu didn't sound, so that shouldn't be a big deal.

He Cha shook his head and said, "I don't know very well. In the afternoon, a few outsiders entered the village. They came to the patrol camp and found two old masters. Then the old master asked us to call you and Captain Lu and others back."

"Outsider?" Zhou Fan frowned. What kind of outsiders would come in the village?

Traveling through the wilderness is a very dangerous thing. It may not seem that it is very easy for those who can reach Sanqiu Village.

Zhou Fan did not ask again, but handed over the affairs of several newcomers and patrols to He Cao, and he headed towards the camp.

It took less time for Zhou Fan to go back to the camp and he walked towards the largest yellow mud house that the camp often used to discuss matters.

He dared to approach the house and heard quarrels coming from inside the house.

"You are trying to take the opportunity to annex Sanqiu Village. I tell you, don't dream!" This was Lu Kui's angry voice.

"It is for your own good. You have just encountered a ghost wedding and your strength has been severely damaged. If you encounter a black and a grudge and monster attacking the village again, you will be in trouble of destroying the village." A man's voice was heard.

Zhou Fan pushed open the door and walked in.

The eyes in the room instantly gathered on him.

Zhou Fan also looked at the three strangers sitting on the left side of the house. Sitting in the middle was a burly middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his left face.

The middle-aged man is also a middle-aged man on his left hand. The middle-aged man is short and short, despised and has a long beard.

On the right side of the scarred man was a young man in his twenties. The young man had a medium figure and an ordinary face, but had a pair of strong long arms above the knee.
Chapter completed!