The open space in the back hall of Zizai Liangfang.

Soma stood on one foot on a wooden stake the size of a palm, holding two large stone locks in his hands and constantly moving around to avoid the oncoming sandbags.

This stone lock weighs one hundred and fifty kilograms individually, and three hundred kilograms for two.

But at this moment, in his hands, it was like a light marshmallow, unable to affect his dodge flexibility at all.

three.

Six.

nine!

Not long after.

There are more and more onlookers standing next to the wooden piles, and the number of pushed sandbags is also increasing rapidly by three by three.

laugh.

When fifteen sandbags attacked together, Somo stepped on his feet and still managed to escape through the gaps between the four sandbags.

But unfortunately, the stone lock on the left hand was thrown away due to too fast speed, leaving only one on the right hand.

"Fifteen, the limit has been raised again!"

“This overturning technique is really a magical skill for exercising your body!”

With joy in his heart, Somo suddenly stepped on his left foot, and he fell to the ground as lightly as a fallen leaf.

What he just practiced was another version of the "Su Family Spear" he got from Wang Qian.

It's just that compared to the Su family's gun, which was purely martial arts before, this over-the-top technique has placed more emphasis on physical fitness.

It allows human beings to better utilize their potential and exert their physical fitness to the limit within a safe range.

"Leader! Remember the first time you tried it, you only had six and you reached the limit!"

"I didn't expect that there were already fifteen of them in just a short time. If there are more next time, I'm afraid we won't have enough manpower!"

In the summer morning, under the agitation of Qi and blood, wisps of white Qi had already flown into the air along Somo's head.

Viewed from a distance, it adds a touch of mystery to him personally.

With exaggerated praise, Sun Quan on the side quickly stepped forward and handed over two sweat-absorbing white towels.

"Are they?"

After wiping it, Sumo turned around and looked at the dozen or so people standing in front of the backyard door with a slightly "confused" look.

Compared with the citizens living in Tianyuan Territory who still have some quality of life to speak of, at first glance, these people at the door are fully worthy of the word "rabble".

Among them, seven or eight people's clothes were covered with colorful patches, making them look extremely miserable no matter how you looked at them.

Although the clothes of the remaining ten or so people were cleaner and neater, their exposed skin had various scars that had not yet fully healed.

Coupled with the clearly visible looks on their faces, they were obviously people working in the fields, but their bodies were not even as good as those of the boys in Liangfang.

"Leader, they are all potential heroes who have passed the evaluation of our summoning order and have obtained qualifications. They are waiting for you to summon them."

"Don't worry, they are in such a miserable state right now. In fact, all of these people have unique skills, which will definitely surprise you!"

Smiling, Sun Quan turned around and pointed at the people standing at the door who were stunned. Sun Quan's voice was still loud.

But, after he finished speaking.

Half of the dozen or so people immediately lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look directly at Somo.

Whether he has potential, whether he is a hero, and what special skills he has, it is not something that Sun Quan can brag about to make them raise their heads confidently and abandon the past.

Perhaps when they first traveled to the wasteland eight years ago, they could proudly hold their heads high and say loudly that I am indeed a genius.

But now, the problem of food and clothing is still difficult to solve, the status of being reduced to the bottom of society, and the darkness of being unable to see the future.

It has made them fully understand the cruelty of the wasteland, and what kind of treatment their abilities should match.

Being praised by others, in a sense, becomes another form of torture for them.

However, what is unexpected is.

"So this is the hero we recruited, Sun Quan, what did you do?"

"Hurry up, take them down first and buy a new set of clothes for each of them. Wear them like this so that outsiders can see them. They will think that our heroes will look down on our brothers!"

Sumo walked closer, looked at everyone's faces one by one, and then excitedly slapped his hand on Sun Quan's shoulder.

The latter grinned hoarsely: "Leader, we have prepared the clothes and put them in the warehouse, I mean"

"Go quickly!"

"Yes!" Seeing Su Mo's expression getting more and more excited, Sun Quan had no choice but to turn around and say with a bitter smile: "Everyone, please follow me to the back hall to bathe and change clothes."

Listen clearly to the words "shower and change clothes".

He followed Sun Quan in a daze until Su Mo's figure completely disappeared from sight.

Only then did the seventeen people who were selected react, and they all looked at each other in disbelief.

"This alliance leader, if he knew that we are all parallel imports, he wouldn't do it." A short man who looked dull put his hand on his neck with fear on his face, making a knife gesture, and the meaning was self-evident.

In the apocalypse, no matter how much money you have or how many people you have, the first thing that can shock people most is your personal powerful force.

Everyone was panicking when they saw Somo holding two stone locks weighing more than 100 kilograms like toys in his hands.

"No way, Alliance Leader."

"Why don't we just go out and be frank? I won't be able to secure this money."

"New clothes. My old Liu hasn't seen new clothes in four years. This set will cost more than 100 points outside, right??"

After being taken to the warehouse by Sun Quan and looking at the clothes that had been hung up and marked with names, everyone finally realized what they were doing.

A few days ago, when everyone submitted information, they had to submit data such as height and weight.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation.

When the productivity of modern society is unprecedentedly satisfied, everyone can not only enjoy these things at an extremely low price, but also find ways to improve the quality after they are satisfied.

But when the productivity in the apocalyptic wasteland is extremely scarce, a new piece of clothing has become a luxury item.

Most of the survivors have been sewing and mending for three years, and they are not willing to buy a piece of clothing to support the facade.

"There are names on the clothes. Everyone picks them up according to their names. After picking them up, there is a bathroom with hot water and toiletries."

"Hurry up and prepare. You have half an hour. I will be waiting for you outside. The leader is also waiting for you."

After looking down at the time, Sun Quan gave instructions and left slowly.

When they heard that it was only half an hour, everyone no longer cared about the entanglement. They all quickly took off their clothes and rushed to the shower room.

After a while, when they came out again, their spirits had obviously changed.

"Remind me again, let go of the prejudices you have in the past. The leader is not an ordinary person, and he will not look at you from the perspective of ordinary people."

"You have to think carefully whether you should seize this opportunity and completely change your destiny, or return to your previous small territory and continue wandering!"

It was still the first time Sumo came to Zizailiangfang and was waiting in front of several connected interview houses.

Sun Quan gathered everyone together and launched another fierce attack on the psychological defense line.

He believes that his "acting skills" are not as natural as Soma's, nor can he make new breakthroughs in psychological attack methods.

But he has an advantage that Somo can never achieve.

experience.

Having struggled in the wasteland for so many years, Sun Quan knew very well what everyone present was thinking about, what they were afraid of, and what they wanted.

Starting from the weak points, even if these people are much better than him in the professional field, they can only catch them without hesitation.

"Director Sun, we understand!"

Hearing everyone's unanimous response, Sun Quan nodded with satisfaction and stood at the door to call his number.

"The first one, Siping Tanzhuang, Zhang Yao!"

Among the seventeen people, a man with a scar on his face walked out uneasily.

His figure is very lean, and you can see a lot of bruises mixed in with large and small scars on his exposed parts.

If such a person were placed outside, ordinary people would definitely be a little frightened when they saw him.

But when Sun Quan called him, Zhang Yao was very shy. He stepped forward with an awkward smile on his face, for fear of leaving a bad impression on the people in the room.

"Hurry up, the leader is waiting for you inside!"

"Thank you, Director Sun." Zhang Yao nodded, turned his head and looked at the other people waiting below, and then stepped into the room.

As he entered, the wooden door of the room also closed, instantly cutting off everyone's sight.

"Siping Zhangyao, I have heard of him. He is a vicious man who licks blood from his knife edge. Why is he following us here?"

"Isn't it because of his great skills? It shouldn't be. With the skills of the alliance leader just now, it should be no problem to completely destroy this Zhang Yao, right?"

"Unlikely, I heard that Zhang Yao has an ancestral secret skill related to fish farming. Do you still remember how popular the tan fish exported every year was when Siping was not suppressed by Wuya Prefecture a few years ago?"
To be continued...