After finishing the enhancement, Xu’s voice sounded again:
"In addition, this time you have a head-to-head confrontation with the hero, and you have also started a mission!"
"New mission?"
Zhang Lang called up the panel and found that the progress of the previous task had increased.
"Kill one hundred Thousand Guards. Current progress (6/100)."
At the same time, a new mission has appeared below!
"Kill ten heroes. Current progress (0/10)"
"Mission reward: an unprecedented level of blood enhancement!"
"Unprecedented?"
Zhang Lang has never heard of this level!
"This is the highest level of enhancement of the altar!" Xu explained:
"This level, as the name suggests, can only appear once. Even if the recipient dies or the reward is destroyed, it will not appear again in any form! It can be said to be the rarest but most powerful reward!"
"If it is unique and can be obtained by relying on the tiny chance, then the unprecedented reward cannot be obtained by the normal thousand-point lottery. Only by completing some extremely special tasks and meeting certain difficult conditions can one obtain it. It’s possible to get it!”
"This is a dream enhancement that even heroes dream of!"
Speaking of this, Xu's tone was a little sluggish: "However, although the task only requires killing ten heroes, the levels of heroes and Thousand Guards are very different... It is basically impossible for you to complete this task at the moment..."
"Let's wait until we become stronger!"
Zhang Lang nodded... This confrontation with Yun Ao allowed him to see the higher world!
Although this was not the first time he faced a hero, as a young worker who had never seen the world before, he could not appreciate the difference in power at all.
But now, as a killer who traveled through various worlds and killed hundreds of reincarnators, he could see how powerful Yun Ao was!
This is the power of heroes!
I can't compete now... I still need to get stronger!
Only by becoming stronger can it be possible...
Zhang Lang looked up, his eyes seeming to pass through the floor...
He sighed, opened the sliding door, took out two pieces of raw meat that he had just hunted the day before, carried it upstairs, and fed Aya.
Looking at the monster wandering back and forth in the cage, Zhang Lang's thoughts flew back to the beginning, when the epidemic first broke out...
Xiaoya barely had a human form at first and still retained some of her memories. Zhang Lang took her and hid her at home, covering the door with furniture and boarding up the windows.
There are all kinds of weird humans wandering on the streets outside... Some of them can no longer be considered humans. They have completely lost their intelligence and memory, and only have the instinct to hunt...
For example, Uncle Zhang from next door turned into a giant wolf with two heads and ate his wife and children who mutated relatively slowly;
Lao Li Tou, who sells fried dough sticks on the street every day, turned into a grazing horned bull. Suddenly one day, he was knocked down by a sword-tailed lion, biting off his organs, cutting open his belly, and eating him alive. The internal organs...
The sword-tailed lion was also wearing a belt. With that unique style, Zhang Lang recognized it at a glance. It was Xu Langzhong who used to come to buy Lao Litou fried dough sticks every day...
Unexpectedly, after eating Lao Li's deep-fried dough sticks all his life, Lao Li himself became his last meal.
Moreover, Zhang Lang also discovered that these mutated monsters seemed to have no distinction between species at first...
He remembered that after Xiaoya studied natural science before, she said a word to him like a show off...it seemed to be, reproductive isolation?
That's right, there was no reproductive isolation between these monsters at first. As long as they were similar in size and habits, they could spark love. In addition to hunting, they all had a strong desire to reproduce, and they fused and bred with each other. Finally, The growth rate of the larvae is also extremely fast, and they can usually reproduce again in more than ten days. Soon, a relatively stable population is formed!
In the fierce competition, those weird-looking monsters that do whatever they want slowly disappear, and those who survive are all species with reasonable and efficient body structures and stable bloodlines...
This process, which may take tens of thousands or even millions of years to complete in nature, stabilized after only a few months.
After that, probably because the so-called "gene active medicine" had worn off, the mutation and growth rate of these monsters slowed down significantly, and they began to resemble normal creatures.
Looking at this harmonious and self-consistent new ecology, it is hard to imagine that more than a year ago, these monsters were all mutated from humans and ordinary animals!
In this process, Xiaoya's shape also became stable.
From the beginning, he could still call out "brother" in ignorance, but later, he completely lost human wisdom and memory, and began to growl and hiss at him. Only when feeding, could he show some obedience...
Looking at Zhang Ya in the cage, devouring pieces of meat... It should be said that it was Zhang Ya's transformed monster. Zhang Lang's eyes showed love and sadness...
"I will definitely become stronger! Kill more reincarnations!"
Zhang Lang grabbed the iron railing and bit it into pieces with his steel teeth:
"Then, we have to find a way to recover you!"
After saying that, Zhang Lang walked down the stairs, carefully headed outside the door, and started today's hunting!
He took no more flintlocks.
This martial arts competition made him realize that this kind of old-fashioned firearms had no effect on powerful reincarnators or even indigenous masters.
His attributes have improved now, and his body is stronger and more flexible. Rather than relying on this unreliable weapon, it is better to hone himself better!
After all, when it comes to weapons, skills, and spells, he is not on the same starting line as normal reincarnators. His only reliance is his own strength!
He can only go to the extreme on this path!
So powerful that even Yun Ao fell at his feet!
In the following days, he hunted monsters in the town and surrounding areas every day, not just for food, but also to accumulate combat experience and adapt to the newly acquired attributes and abilities. In the life and death battles, Keep getting stronger.
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While Zhang Lang was working hard to become stronger, in some distant world, there were still people who were concerned about his whereabouts!
Qizhou City, Shen Mansion.
More than half a month has passed since the contest for marriage.
In the living room, Mr. Shen frowned and listened to the report of his eldest disciple Fang Yu.
"Disciple has already checked..."
Fang Yu bowed slightly: "None of the various sects and sects in the world has ever heard of such a figure as Zhang Lang!"
"Did the beggar gang ask?"
Shen Qianqian asked from the side, with anxiety in her tone.
"No..." Fang Yu shook his head.
"There is no number like this in the list of more than five disciples of the Beggar Clan..."
"As for less than five bags, there are too many people. Only each branch can make statistics. It is currently unknown..."
"That kind of skill is impossible for an ordinary disciple!"
Shen Qianqian held her chin: "Maybe he is just wearing shabby clothes and is not from the Beggar Clan..."
"Well..."
Fang Yu pondered for a moment:
"It's not just Zhang Lang... there are many people who came to participate in the martial arts contest that day to find a bride. In fact... they have no evidence!"
Mr. Shen frowned when he heard this: "What do you mean by this?"
"Report to Master!" Fang Yu said with a hand: "Those who came to compete that day, especially the contestants killed by Zhang Lang, including Jin Minghui in the finals, have basically never appeared in the martial arts..."
"In addition, there are many strange things this time. For example, Yun Ao, the leader of Feiyun Sect, did not seem surprised when he learned that his son died tragically, and he did not show much grief..."
"There are also those who use strange firearms! After they disappeared, the disciples sent people to the Thunderbolt Hall, the Fire Refining Hall, and the Tang Sect to inquire. No one had seen the kind of firearms we described!"
Saying that, Fang Yu hesitated for a moment:
"And...to be honest, the more my disciple investigates these days, the more he feels that the details of the competition at that time are more vague and cannot be remembered clearly..."
"To prevent forgetting, I even use a notebook to write it down, but I always lose it unconsciously. It's very strange!"
Mr. Shen nodded after hearing this: "After you said this, I have a similar feeling..."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes seemed to have changed.
"Ayu, what's next for you..."
Shen Changfeng instinctively wanted to give some instructions, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't remember them.
"What did I just want to say?"
Fang Yu also looked confused: "Huh?"
The master and the apprentice looked at each other in silence, and finally Mr. Shen waved his hand: "If nothing happens, you can go down first..."
Seeing Fang Yu resigning, Shen Qianqian looked surprised:
"Dad, don't you want to help me find Zhang Lang?"
"Zhang Lang?" Mr. Shen was stunned, then shook his head and said:
"Forget it, my dear, there are so many good men in the world, daddy will help you find some young talents!"
"No!"
Shen Qianqian slapped the table and stood up: "I want him!"
After saying that, she stood up and left regardless of her father's dissuasion.
Shen Qianqian carried a bottle of wine and two cups to the backyard and walked into a guest room.
This is the room that Zhang Lang lived in before. After he "escaped from marriage", Shen Qianqian ordered people to seal the door and not allow anyone to clean it. The room must be kept as it is.
Shen Qianqian sat on the dusty stool, picked up the wine flask and poured herself a drink.
Two cups, one for himself and the other on the opposite side, where Zhang Lang was sitting.
After a few glasses of wine, Miss Shen's eyes became a little blurry.
Looking at the cups and plates with dried oil and soup on the table, he imagined the scene where the man gobbled them up in front of him a month ago.
"Why did you leave suddenly?"
"Am I not pretty enough? Or have I, the Shen family, treated you badly?"
"Since you don't want to marry me, why do you still come to the ring?"
"why why……"
As she questioned the air again and again, Miss Shen began to sob.
Her tears were not only due to sadness or longing, but also a kind of stubbornness and unwillingness hidden deep in her heart...
Finally, under this complicated emotion, she drank a bottle of strong wine, fell asleep at the table, and her breathing became weaker and weaker...
The servants were very obedient and did not clean this room...
But because they were afraid of maggots, they would burn insect repellent incense in the four corners of the room every day.
This is a high-quality spice made from special herbs. It not only repels insects, but also has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying when sniffed.
The only thing is, this thing should not be ordered while drinking!
If the alcohol is strong enough, combined with the effects of the aroma, it may cause discomfort, nausea, or even shock...
Normally, with Miss Shen's skills, she would be able to survive even if she was hit. Just go out and cough a few times and breathe some fresh air.
But today I was in a depressed mood, and I didn’t notice the aroma in the room. Plus I drank too much, so I fell asleep at my desk. Unknowingly, my heartbeat and breathing stopped!
Soon after, a ball of orange flames climbed up her body, starting to burn slowly from her feet to her head, taking her away from this world...
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On this day, Zhang Lang had just used his iron mouth and steel teeth to bite off the neck of a sword-tailed lion, and a hollow voice rang in his heart!
"There's another mission!"
Zhang Lang tore open the blood vessel with his canine teeth. After taking a few big gulps, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"How many reincarnations are there?"
"I don't know the exact number..." Xu smiled and said, "But there are five altars participating!"
"That's five teams?" Zhang Lang frowned slightly.
Xu told him before that altar is just a general term. In fact, there are thousands of altars in the world. The reincarnators all move based on the altar. An altar is a team, ranging from a few people to more than a dozen. There are even twenty or thirty people, who cooperate and compete with each other.
"Why, are you scared?" He said with a smile: "If you are scared, you can wait a few days and change it..."
"No!" Zhang Lang shook his head: "I've just never encountered so many teams..."
"You've become stronger!" There was a hint of pride in Xu's tone:
"I have to make it more difficult! Risks come with opportunities!"
Zhang Lang nodded: "There are weapon restrictions!"
"Level three!"
"It's not low..."
Zhang Lang carried the monster corpse weighing half a ton:
"When I'm full, let's set off!"
