Jiang Wang threw himself into Tianshu Star, as before, unaware of how he was changing space.
When he came back to his senses, he was enveloped in blazing flames.
Fire, just ordinary fire.
For Jiang Wang, who specializes in the art of fire and wood, it is not even a trouble. He can put it out with just a touch of his hand.
Outside the extinguished flames, there was a group of kneeling people.
The kneeling people were all wearing animal skin clothing. The most eye-catching feature is on the face, with several fiery red slashes on the left and right sides. The largest one had eight streaks in total, and it was a tall man kneeling in front of everyone. The smallest one had only two streaks on his face.
Before all the kneelers, there was a guy who kept getting up and prostrating, wearing an exaggerated mask on his face. What he was wearing was also different from others. It was a fiery red robe made of an unknown material, but it looked very similar to linen.
"He who comes from the blue sky!" someone among the kneeling people shouted.
Then someone shouted again: "Burn it, burn it!"
"It's going to burn, it's time to hit the star!"
"Burn whatever you want, shut up your mother!" The man with eight red lines on his face scolded: "Let Master Wu Zhu speak!"
It was quiet for a moment.
Only then did Qinghuo Qiming calm down the huge surprise in his heart and stopped his instinctive prayer movements.
He took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Wang's hand: "Well... Lord Xingjiang!"
Jiang Wang took a step back and kept his distance from this weirdo who hid his head and face.
Those who originally entered this world would get information about "Point Star Generals" and "Life and Death Chess" and have enough time to choose a tribe.
But he only entered this world later and did not receive such preferential treatment. Apart from the basic information that this is a floating land and that various major tribes exist, he knows nothing else.
However, after experiencing the Yuheng world and the Hidden Star world in succession, Jiang Wang also gained some insights into Advent.
He asked directly: "Tell me, where is this place and what are your plans?"
The language of these people is also very close to the Jingguo language, so it is not difficult to communicate.
"Um, um..." Qinghuo Qiming was inexperienced after all. When faced with questions from outsiders, he was afraid that he might not answer appropriately, so he looked back at Qinghuo Gaochi for help.
"congratulations!"
Qinghuo Gaochi saw that the young man was indeed not very good, so he quickly got up and approached Jiang Wang with enthusiasm: "You have been selected by our Fire Clan as the master of this life and death chess. You will bear high responsibilities and great achievements. The highest honor! My Lord Wu Zhu will personally give you the noble fire totem and give you the purest and most authentic power of the totem!"
With an expression on his face, "I'm giving you an advantage, why don't you agree quickly?"
Jiang Wang was actually a little moved.
Fire is the righteous path of the five elements. This clan is named after fire, so they must have some abilities. Moreover, he had only arrived at this moment, so he actually had no choice. Unless you go to other tribes and compete with those who come first.
But he still asked: "When I first came here, I had some information in my mind, but I couldn't understand it deeply at the moment. Can you tell me, what is the Star General and what is the chess of life and death?"
Qinghuo Gaochi glanced at the young Wu Zhu, and his meaning was obvious - speak.
"Oh." Qinghuo Qiming reacted: "This is the territory of the Fire Clan, and I am my own witch, Zhu Qinghuo Qiming."
Then he began to explain what life and death chess is, what a star general is, and what a chess master is...
He was talking in a messy way. Fortunately, Jiang Wang is very organized and can completely understand it by classifying it himself.
"So, our goal is to compete for the first place in the game of life and death? With other people from outside the world?" Jiang Wang asked.
"Uh, fight for the first place, yes, fight for the first place." Qing Huo Gaochi said without confidence.
Looking at his expression, you can tell that the highest honor and the purest totem power are probably not very reliable.
But Jiang Wang didn't expose it either.
Latecomers are naturally disadvantaged and do not have much choice in partners. But there is also an advantage, that is, no one else notices him at this time.
Now choose a stronger tribe to compete for the chess master position. Although you may get a better start in life and death chess, you will inevitably lose the unobtrusive advantage.
Qinghuo Gaochi took out a roll of yellow silk from nowhere and said: "Since the one from Qingtian already knows the situation, let's sign his name on the deed of royal power!"
He urged: "Hurry up and finish signing. Let's seize the time and arrange to give you the pure and authentic totem power immediately!"
He looks like a liar who is slaughtering a fat sheep.
Jiang Wang glanced at him with a half-smile.
Qinghuo Gaochi suddenly felt anxious and asked with a smile: "How to sign?"
"Just cut your finger and write." Qinghuo Gaochi hurriedly took out a knife and gave it to him.
Because he was too excited, the tip of the knife was pointed directly at Jiang Wang's face.
Jiang Wang pinched the tip of the knife with some disgust and pushed it back. "I have my own sword."
"Okay, okay." Qing Huo Gaozhi took back the knife.
In order to "cheat" the chess master to the clan, he, a dignified leader of the clan, also went to great lengths.
Not wanting to be shy at all, he put away the knife and moved forward: "Just draw a few strokes at will, and it will take effect when you see blood."
"The Deed of Royal Power" has a loud name, but its appearance is very simple. It looks like an ordinary silk book, with a bright yellow color throughout. It's just that it must be some years old and has an old feel to it.
Jiang Wang gently wiped his fingers across the outside of the scabbard. Sauvignon Blanc only let go of his strength slightly, and his fingers were cut open without taking out the scabbard.
On this yellow silk scroll, Zhang Linchuan was scrawled.
"Okay!" Qing Huo Gaochi put the yellow silk away with satisfaction.
Once the deed of royal power was signed, he was no longer afraid that this guy named Zhang Linchuan would run away. As long as he is not killed and does not sign a new royal power contract, he can only represent the Qinghuo Department in the game of life and death.
"That...Master Wu Zhu. The rest will be left to you."
After saying that, the celebration was in full swing and he put away the yellow silk and left proudly.
On the way out, he even shouted to the tribesmen in front of the altar: "Are you just standing here looking for death? Aren't you going to work?"
For a moment, the Qinghuo tribe members scattered in all directions.
Jiang Wang looked at his back and blinked.
Although I knew I had been "fooled" before signing, the feeling of "fooled!" was still very strong at this moment.
The attitude of this man with eight red lines on his face changed too quickly!
At least cover it up and show off! Don’t the victims of deception need sympathy?
Jiang Wang even noticed that none of these people saluted Wu Zhu when they left, which showed that the status of the young Master Wu Zhu in the Qinghuo Department was worrying.
He was paying attention to Qinghuo Qiming, and Qinghuo Qiming was also paying attention to him.
"Actually." He said a little coyly: "It doesn't have to be the first place, the top ten or so... can also be used."
According to historical records, the people from outside the world who came later were generally not as strong as those who came first.
There are more than a dozen people in the game of life and death, which is already a profit for the Qinghuo Department. You really can't ask for more.
"How many ten is it specifically?" Jiang Wang asked.
"It could be sixteen, or it could be seventeen, or eighteen, it depends on the situation..." Qinghuo Qiming answered subconsciously. Seeing Jiang Wang's speechless eyes, he said sheepishly: "Just kidding... "
Or sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen... It means that their goal depends entirely on the number of people outside the sky.
Those tribes that do not have outsiders as chess masters can only send a group of tribesmen who are not extraordinary to participate in the game of life and death. Any outsider can easily defeat them.
Does that mean I'm the last one?
Jiang Wang was a little unhappy. He asked: "Your clan is named after fire, so it should be a big clan. Why are you so unambitious?"
Qinghuo Qiming's embarrassment can also be felt through the mask. "Well, we are just one of the thirty-six tribes of the Fire Department."
"One?" Jiang Wang's head hurt when he heard it: "Where does the strength rank specifically?"
"Well, among the top thirty."
Jiang Wang understood. It turned out to be No. 30.
(End of chapter)
