Ye Zhongming rolled over after entering, not because there was danger inside, but because a life around him shook his fist at him.
It was a guy who looked like a half-orc. His stout body was similar to that of a human, but he had a stubby tail. His head was ferocious, almost like a monster, and his mouth was full of fangs.
The deepest impression he had on Ye Zhongming before was that he had a mouth full of fangs and he would make heavy gasps when breathing. But a pair of hands with six fingers each are clean and tidy, and the color is as white as jade, which is obviously different from the sallow body.
Ye Zhongming didn't know why this guy attacked him in the first place, but he was on guard after coming in. He noticed the life as soon as he made a move, rolled to avoid the attack, and then with a sway of his body, he entered a huge green plant. Behind the vegetation, it moved and then disappeared.
This space is a place very similar to a tropical rain forest. Vegetation of various colors can be seen everywhere. Whether it is underground weeds and moss, or eye-catching towering trees and weird plants, they all add a breath of life to the place and the entire city. Or the underground palace is completely different.
The temperature is at least 40 degrees and the humidity is 90%. Ye Zhongming was exploring the surroundings in his mind while running in the jungle.
No equipment, no war beasts, no puppets, everything has been lost. The only thing he can rely on is his own body.
What Ye Zhongming wants to do most now is to see if his career and some skills have been lost, or in other words, this is the primary reason why he has left the group. As for why that life attacked him, he is not particularly interested. In Wang's opinion, he would just wait until he figured out his doubts and then find an opportunity to kill him.
Whether he improvises on his own or is entrusted by others, he can solve the problem by killing him.
After finding a plant that looked like a banana, Ye Zhongming quietly observed the surroundings for a minute and found no danger. Then Ye Zhongming slowly placed his hand on a small plant on the ground.
It was a sword-thorn grass. Ye Zhongming knew it because he had seen it in the Blue Secret Realm.
This plant poses no threat to evolvers, but when it matures, the middle stem becomes extremely sharp and sharp. After pulling it out, wrap the lower end with other leaves of the same plant, which is like a short blade with two sides. sword.
At least a third-level life cannot withstand a blow from Sword Thorn Grass.
Even if everything is lost, it is good to have a weapon like this in hand.
Ye Zhongming activated his profession as a gardener, and a burst of energy was injected from his body into the young swordthorn grass.
I feel happy because professional skills can be used!
At the same time, mental strength, Ye Zhongming's biggest reliance, still exists.
There is nothing more reassuring than this in an unfamiliar environment.
Just as the swordthorn grass matured at a speed visible to the naked eye, in another space, several people were standing in front of the light screen on the entire wall, watching Ye Zhongming.
"Get rid of this trash, right? He doesn't belong here."
A person said something coldly. He was wearing a mask and a robe like the person who led him. What was strange was that the mask on his face was made of silver and the robe on his body was also silver.
"reason?"
Another man with the same silver mask and silver robe asked.
"His ticket is not his. Isn't that enough?"
Faced with such a return, the second person said without showing any signs of weakness: "Then how did he get his admission ticket? He got it by killing your agent. He relies on his strength. What's wrong with that? Although the same It’s garbage, and it’s garbage that’s better than the garbage you chose.”
"Aiyaholi, do you want to die?"
The first person was so angry that he was exuding a cold air, almost as if he was about to take action if he disagreed.
"It's you who is showing favoritism. If you do something wrong, you have to admit it. If your vision is not good enough, just change it next time. Although our Star Eyes have no rules that do not allow you to kill trash at will. It is normal for you to kill people to vent your anger when you are domineering and do not go your way. But before taking action so casually, please think about the current situation, think about our disadvantages, and think about whether these garbage are really garbage? Perhaps, they are the guarantee of the future."
After speaking, the second masked man snorted coldly, saluted the man standing in front, and then said as he walked: "We, Star Eyes, are not very popular among all the races in the universe. We can only swim in the universe for many years. Walking in the darkness, even if we unite to fight against the slaves, we are dispensable. Even the headquarters can only be built underground. It is said to be in line with our style, but what is our style? Killers and assassins Do you have to live underground?”
"The resources of the universe are being continuously absorbed by the slave race. If not stopped, all races will be destroyed. But I can guarantee that if we, Star Eyes, do not make changes, we will be the first to be eliminated!"
"Haha, at present, these problems are not thinking about how to solve them, but only my own interests and even the most worthless face. What can be changed?!"
The sound of the door closing sounded, taking away this stream of dissatisfaction.
The first person was choked and had nothing to say, and was sulking there.
"What Ayaholi said is actually quite right. The strength of our Star Eyes is inherently inferior among all races in the universe. In addition, the discrimination against us formed over so many years in the universe has resulted in the difficult situation we are in today. This batch of Trash, maybe help us make a little change.”
The man at the head was wearing a golden mask and a golden robe. It was obvious that he had the highest status.
"Every 'Battle of Hope' after getting rid of the garbage status and becoming a novice is an important basis for resource allocation. Every time, we are supporting roles, no, just secondary characters. This time, Master Xing and Master Eye do not want this to be the case. "
"Pay close attention to this new garbage from the earth. If it has potential, focus on cultivating it."
"what do you mean……"
New trash will become novices if they survive the first experience. If we focus on training, should we make the tests he encounters less difficult?
"The quota for this trial is four people, right? Change it to three. Whoever survives will share more rewards."
"Yes, Commander Cheng Liuji."
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Pulling out the middle stem of grass, Ye Zhongming did not simply make it into a dagger. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly. In an instant, two elves appeared on his shoulders.
They also came here with the sound of Ye Zhongming!
"Pull some fertile soil for daddy!"
The fertile life soil accumulated before was all in the space, but now it is naturally gone. We can only hope that the earth elves will 'produce' it again.
The little guy was very obedient and pulled as he was told, and soon there was freshly baked black fertile soil.
Ye Zhongming used the fertile soil on the swordthorn grass on the other side to let them mature as quickly as possible. After harvesting the middle grass stems, Ye Zhongming activated his top craftsmanship ability.
