Zhang Tie left Kurgan Village before dawn. When he departed, he did not say goodbye to anyone. He merely left behind the heavy metal machine crossbow in his hands, along with the more than two hundred metal bolts that went with it, placing them in the little wooden cabin where he had slept.
He knew Village Chief Qige would certainly understand what he meant.
This was his gift to Kurgan Village. With it, even if Kurgan Village had no powerful Warriors, its ability to deal with all kinds of dangers and the various wild beasts of the Ice and Snow Wilderness would be greatly enhanced. Perhaps one day, it might save the lives of some of the villagers here again.
This metal repeating crossbow was the most powerful heavy individual weapon of this era, a masterpiece among cold weapons. Not to mention that Kurgan Village could not scrape together enough money to buy such a thing—even if they could, it would probably be difficult to purchase one in a place like the Ice and Snow Wilderness.
The people here had left a deep impression on Zhang Tie. Ivan, Ivan's sister, the simple and straightforward young men of the village, and that bonfire party brimming with joy—all of them were hard for Zhang Tie to forget.
Zhang Tie liked this place.
And here, Zhang Tie had gained much as well.
The inspiration brought by the sea buckthorn and the ambition it had ignited within him, his deeper understanding of the essence and intent of the Iron-Blood Divine Fist, and the information about this beast tide and that Wilderness Guardian of the Church of the Guardian God—each of these things was worth more than a thousand gold coins to Zhang Tie, far beyond what a cold weapon could compare with.
Since he