Chen Jing returned home, logged into the game, and changed the flag in front of the door.
Meng Aman came to the door the next day.
"Brother Tyrannosaurus, congratulations." He seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Chen Jing coming out, he immediately raised his hands and congratulated him.
Chen Jing was stunned for a moment: "Congratulations for what?"
He thought about it carefully and found that there seemed to be nothing happy about him.
Returning safely from Huangliang Realm... shouldn't this count?
"Brother Tyrannosaurus didn't pay attention to it?" Meng Aman was also a little surprised, "You left your name on the Hidden Dragon List."
Hidden Dragon List?
Own?
Chen Jing returned to the house, took out the scroll, opened it and looked at it.
It took me a while to find it.
It really does have its own name, and its ranking is not low.
"The 412th, the invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior of the Universe Thunderbolt."
Meng Aman sighed: "Huangliang Realm really values Brother Tyrannosaurus, and gave him such a nickname."
"Thunderbolt Invincible, I have never seen these two words in other people's titles."
"Have high hopes!"
Chen Jing's toes clasped the soles of his shoes.
Thousands of words came out in one long sigh.
How should I explain myself...
Forget it, no more explanation.
Anyway, it's a "game nickname". If you think about it carefully, this name is really cool, especially in the context of this world, it has nothing to do with elementary school students.
Just keep it for yourself.
Then think of a way to fool Ji Baizhi and the others.
Meng Aman continued to praise.
Chen Jing continued to check the Qianlong List.
After this mission, all five of them were on the list.
Unexpectedly, my ranking is not the lowest.
Yuhuan is really taller, already more than 350 people.
Ji Baizhi was barely above him, numbering four hundred or so, and got the title of "Lifeless Sword".
Jiang Queer and Yu Tonghui are ranked lower, one is in the 440s and the other is in the 460s.
Their nicknames are also interesting.
Jiang Queer's nickname is "Gua Jiang", which is based on her weapons.
Yu Tonghui's name sounds very funny, it is "copper pea", which means to praise his tough destiny that he will never die no matter what.
He read them one by one slowly.
Meng Aman's mouth went dry when he was boasting next to him. He couldn't talk any more, so he took a breath and stopped.
"Why don't you say anything?" As soon as he stopped, Chen Jing looked over.
Meng Aman was stunned.
Chen Jing urged him: "Keep praising you, I haven't heard enough yet."
Meng Aman sighed: "Spare me, I have already exhausted everything I have learned in my life."
"Why are you so anxious to see me?" Chen Jing rolled up the scroll, suppressed his smile, and asked.
Meng Aman nodded: "There are a few things."
He took a deep breath and lowered his voice a little: "Brother Tyrannosaurus, do you still have any pills in your hand?"
"There's still half a bottle, what's the matter?" Chen Jing nodded.
He didn't use many elixirs, he only used some in the last copy.
Meng Aman poked his head over: "How many more pills will you sell me?"
"Have you used everything you bought earlier?" Chen Jing was surprised.
Meng Aman sighed: "Only half a pill is left."
"Something did happen during your absence."
"Some time ago, there was a ferocious beast attack on the city. Thanks to you and Zhang Zhao, we hunted down many powerful ferocious beasts that were difficult for us to deal with."
"but......"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh heavily: "On the contrary, what we did was wrong. There were too many relatively weak ferocious beasts. I entrusted you to hunt those powerful ferocious beasts, but instead they grew and gave them better conditions." living environment.”
"That day when we attacked the city, luckily Zhang Zhao hadn't gone to Huangliang Realm yet, so he used his magical power to solve a lot of troubles for us."
"But even if this is the case, a lot of manpower will be lost."
Chen Jing observed the look on his face: "Will there be similar troubles in the future?"
"Yes." Meng Aman nodded heavily, "We just killed a wave. The hunters we sent out to observe the surrounding environment came back with bad news. More and more ferocious beasts are gathering towards us."
Chen Jing frowned.
"I'm afraid this winter will be a little difficult." Meng Aman sighed, "I have already sent people to repair the city wall. In half a month, the city will be completely closed."
"Do you want to live in the city then?"
He looked expectantly.
On the one hand, I am worried about Chen Jing. The wasteland this winter may not be so peaceful. Even if he is now on the Hidden Dragon List, it will be difficult for him to survive safely.
On the other hand, I also hope that my city can be more protected.
A monk who is talented and growing, and who is not at risk of being eroded by pollution, is really necessary.
This winter has been difficult.
This is true whether it is for the city of Fu Si, his father, or the wasteland.
What happened again?
Chen Jing glanced at the wooden house and shook his head: "I understand very well, but I'm afraid I can't."
If he was really from this world, he would naturally live in the city.
But he's not.
This thin wooden house is far safer than the ancient and dilapidated Yuncheng.
Meng Aman nodded without forcing anything.
"But don't worry, I will help you solve some troubles outside the city if I have the chance." Chen Jing continued, "As for the pills, I will trade three more pills with you at most."
Meng Aman tilted his head: "Two of them, you are more dangerous outside."
"We have already made deals with those from Tianmu before."
"I'm afraid Baobing is not good. The situation in the city is not good recently. We selected some people and made them monks. All the weapons were equipped with them."
"These are the only things we can offer."
He took out the list he had prepared earlier from his arms and handed it to Chen Jing.
Compared with the previous portion, it was much thinner.
Not only because the relationship became better and the situation became more urgent, he took out more precious things.
It's also because I know more about Chen Jing and know what he needs.
Chen Jing looked at them one by one and asked casually: "Will Tianmu's people stay in the city?"
Meng Aman shook his head: "No, they were prepared a few days ago. They are probably waiting for you. They will leave after Zhang Zhao meets you."
"Leaving now?" Chen Jing frowned, "Aren't you afraid of those monsters in the wasteland?"
Meng Aman sighed: "They said that Heavenly Mother has decreed that there will be another change in the world this year, and some great disaster will befall them. They are told to rush back to the Kingdom of God, and Heavenly Mother will protect them."
"What could be more disastrous than now?" Chen Jing said quietly.
Meng Aman was startled and laughed.
yes.
It is already a great disaster, a disaster within a disaster. Is there anything more unacceptable than the end of the world?
"How much reserve of Qiu Toad's blood do you have?" Chen Jing pointed at one of them and asked.
Half a pill can be exchanged for forty pounds of Qiu Toad's blood.
This thing works great.
"This is the limit of what we can bring out." Meng Aman shook his head, "I have nothing to hide from you. It is the maximum amount we can bring out."
Although most ferocious beasts in the wasteland have a certain degree of resistance to "poison".
But this thing is still very effective.
"Then let's take Qiu Toad's blood first." Chen Jing raised his finger, "Then this crossbow and arrows."
Half a pill can be exchanged for a good crossbow and a hundred arrows.
"And these books."
"Oh, and this, the fragments of the magic weapon of the land gods?"
Two pills are enough to exchange for a lot of things.
"I will bring the things tomorrow." Meng Aman did not rush to ask for the elixir, but left marks on the few things Chen Jing mentioned.
He left in a hurry.
As the city lord, he has many other things to be responsible for.
the next day.
Chen Jing opened the door. The person guarding the door was not Meng Aman, but a young man.
He didn't bring much sense of danger to Chen Jing.
Under the mysterious vision, his spirituality was strong, and a small stream of true energy lingered on him.
He is a monk at the inner level.
"Who are you?" Chen Jing had guessed his identity, but it was different from the information he knew, but he still asked.
The young man smiled heartily: "I am Meng Zhi, the son of the young city lord. My father is busy and it is not convenient to come today, so he sent me here."
"This is what was agreed upon yesterday."
He rolled his wrists, lifted the things under his feet, walked to the cabin and put them down again.
A clay pot.
A stack of books.
Crossbow, quiver, and a brocade box.
"Are you Aman's child?" Chen Jing squatted down and asked while undoing the wax seal on the clay pot.
Meng Zhi nodded: "That's right!"
The clay pot was opened, and the pungent smell of blood came out.
It was well preserved with almost no wear and tear.
Chen Jing opened his mouth, spit out the green bottle, took the blood into the bottle, and shook it gently. It was more than forty pounds, almost half of it.
Quality is no problem, quantity is no problem either.
"I remember you are not yet eighteen?" Chen Jing picked up other things and moved them into the wooden house.
Meng Zhi raised his feet and subconsciously wanted to follow him in.
"You don't have to come in." Chen Jing stopped him.
Meng Zhi smiled and nodded: "Yes, we still have half a year to go until we reach eighteen."
Chen Jing frowned in confusion.
"I can't wait until I'm eighteen." Meng Zhi shook his head, "Now is the critical moment for the survival of the City of Wasteland. The city needs monks. As a member of the Meng family, I naturally have to take the lead at this time. If I don't become a monk, How can the Meng family have the face to persuade others to become monks?"
"The Huangliang Realm is good, but I'm not as good as my father, so it's naturally impossible."
"Just wait for my child to ask for that opportunity."
Chen Jing said nothing, took out two pills, wrapped them in cloth and handed them to him.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus." Meng Zhizhen said sincerely and thanked him.
Chen Jing saw him turn around and then said softly: "Be careful when you go back, and ask your father to be careful too."
Meng Zhi turned around in the dark wasteland, showed his white teeth, and smiled brightly: "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus. You will be fine this year."
He mounted his horse and jumped away.
The sound of horse hooves became distant and disappeared.
Chen Jing returned to the wooden house and picked up the remaining things.
He has never used a crossbow, but he can learn it. One hundred arrows seems to be too much, but it is enough for him.
The book is some miscellaneous talk, still used to supplement my knowledge of history and geography, as well as some insights written by hunters in recent years.
The brocade box remains.
Chen Jing opened it carefully.
There was a bronze bell with a corner missing inside, stained with rust, half stained with blood stains that were difficult to digest, and half stained with black dirt. According to Meng Aman, this was a magic weapon used by a certain land god back then. , in several battles to save Yuncheng, the land god died and was surrounded and killed by contaminated monks.
This magical weapon of his was one of the few that was relatively well-preserved under that kind of attack.
It was just stained by blood and eroded by pollution. After being found by other land gods, they teamed up to seal the pollution on it and it remained.
It's said to be a fragment of a magic weapon...
In fact, it is a perfect magic weapon that cannot be used.
Chen Jing is going to take it to Huangliangjing to evaluate it and see if there is a chance to remove the pollution on it.
Even if a corner of it is broken, it's not completely useless.
After careful calculation, he could earn these things in exchange for two pills.
For a while, Meng Aman didn't come to look for him again.
Chen Jing has no time to continue online.
Occasionally I go to the club to train and check up on my health, and most of the time I spend time at home practicing.
Until half a month later.
Chen Jing went online for another day, and there were two more letters at the door.
He picked it up.
One was written to him by Meng Aman.
On the other letter, the name on the letter was Zhang Zhao.
But the moment he felt his gaze, the ink on the letter suddenly became distorted, which brought back some bad memories to Chen Jing.
really.
Just a moment later, the name on the letter changed from "Zhang Zhao" to "Heavenly Mother."
Chen Jingxuan looked at it.
At once......
Call yourself "Heavenly Mother"?
As shameless as yourself?
