A Charlatan to the End

This time, everyone had brought enough dry rations before entering the underground ruins for the super relic. Each person had enough to last about a month, so within these ruins, what was in shortest supply was not food, but water.

Once the water problem was solved, under Zhang Tie's leadership, both the Tribal Alliance Warriors and the Prospectors threw themselves into the work of reopening the underground passageways.

More than sixty thousand people worked around the clock in two shifts every day, without a moment's pause. Inspired and guided by a powerful spiritual force, everyone unleashed tremendous energy and boundless potential. The progress grew faster by the day, so much so that even Zhang Tie was astonished.

At this moment, Zhang Tie had truly become these people's spiritual leader and central pillar. Wherever he went, all he saw were figures bowing their heads and bending at the waist.

Among the Tribal Alliance Warriors and the Prospectors, many would even perform a full prostration the moment they saw Zhang Tie, or kneel on the ground and gaze at him with fanatical eyes. After Zhang Tie passed by, they would kiss the road and footprints he had walked upon with the most devout and humble posture, as though every place Zhang Tie had stepped had become sacred.

In such an atmosphere, more and more fanatics like Roslav and Wajid gathered around Zhang Tie. The powerful Warriors of the Icefield Giant Bear Tribe had all voluntarily become Zhang Tie's guards. Wherever Zhang Tie went, Roslav and Wajid followed at his side.

Aurora and Seton led the Gray Eagle Tribe Warriors and followed behind Zhang Tie without hesitation...

Shabalina joined them with her band of women warriors as well...

More and more people began revolving around Zhang Tie...

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