Mingguang, three extremely majestic circular city walls divide the entire Mingguang into outer city, lower city and upper city at a distance of thirty kilometers. Since the outer city was established, in the eyes of evolutionists, the dividing line between upper city and lower city It's getting weaker and weaker. In short, it means protection and "vulnerable groups", and there is no difference.
Shangcheng District is no longer a place where Mingguang people flock to. On the contrary, the outer city area has an increasingly strong ability to reversely siphon the population of the two inner city districts. Mingguang has placed almost all people with fighting capabilities in the outer city area. Therefore, In addition to the large groups of muscle experts in the outer city, it is also an opportunity for ordinary people to change their current living conditions.
Well, opportunities are always equal to risks.
Life in the outer city is colorful, such as the roaring "fireworks" that can be seen everywhere, which are even more colorful than real fireworks.
The outer city area is full of martial arts masters who have nowhere to vent their energy. Compared to the upper and lower cities, the outer city area truly feels like life in the apocalypse.
"Weapons", "news", and "hunting" are basically all the content of life in the outer city. Of course, these three aspects are often filled with hard-to-find bargaining.
For example, regarding various simple information transactions, the reintegrated channel business group "Hyena", which is all third-order evolutionaries in the outer city, is the most famous and accurate.
According to rumors, the Hyenas were originally a professional assassination team. For some unknown reason, they suddenly changed careers and split into two. One team was the Sea Hunting Team, and the other team was the channel dealers. They were doing well in the entire outer city area. , the more convincing feature is that even the lowest peripheral members of Hyena, commonly known as "word merchants" are genuine third-order evolvers.
The information provided by word-of-mouth merchants here is often just a casual remark made by someone or a "secret story" learned in the alleys of bars. Unfortunately, the accuracy may only be 1%, but the price is also the most economical and affordable, which is the psychological pressure of any hunter. When you are old or in a bad mood, just throw a few circulation points at him, and the message merchant can even tell him a dirty joke vividly to make him laugh. The most outrageous thing is that you can often use these dirty jokes in the base market. on someone.
Therefore, to a certain extent, word merchants are often quite cute.
Siwu Si, an open-air food stall with such a strange name, provides alcohol and second-grade toothy wolf meat 24 hours a day. The only alcohol available is Qingquanshan, and the wolf meat is just stewed in a large pot without any seasoning. The wine is full of meat. No matter what, the steaming heat and noisy drunken chatter are the basic atmosphere here.
Sitting on a shabby high wooden stool was a very tall third-order mutant with sunken eye sockets and sallow skin. He was a message dealer.
"Uh-huh."
A stack of small-denomination Yuanjing notes bundled together flew out from a corner and fell right into the man's lapel.
"Squirrel, what's the good news today?"
The message dealer, known as the squirrel, smacked his thumb and counted the bills one by one. His eyes were gleaming with a thief, but there was a mysterious meaning in the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, I heard that people from Luanshan have entered the city. Something big may happen~"
The owner of the banknote over there snorted,
"Bullshit, I see you hyenas don't want signs anymore. It's such a big deal. How can an active crystal ticket be as big as the sky and the earth?"
The squirrel chuckled,
"Gold nuggets have been found in the abandoned mines in the south. The largest piece weighs several tons!"
Before the noise could get louder, the squirrel added,
"Our boss said that if you don't believe it, you can go to the Lin Family Pavilion and have a look. That's where the gold piece will be."
Amidst the noise of tables and chairs and the sound of curses, a muscle expert with deltoid muscles splayed across his shoulders walked over and kicked the squirrel to the ground and punched it.
"Damn it, don't fool me with these outdated news! Ask me who in Zhengximen doesn't know about the new dishes that cost one tael of gold per plate. This is nonsense information."
The squirrel received a personality-modifying punch but showed no sign of being angry at all.
"Hey, Mr. Han, let me tell you, I'm not the squirrel. This is the boss's special order. Everyone must be informed that Boss Lin's four-legged son has jumped twice in a month. , now they are the same sixth-order beasts as Mr. Gungun, but they have no moisture at all. What I mean is, if anyone among us guys still has gold hidden in their hands, don’t even think about going to the Research Institute to exchange money, hurry up. Let's go to Boss Lin's place. Maybe some lucky guy can jump two levels in a row?"
The muscular hunter grunted twice, threw a dozen dimes from Pia on the gray rat's face, and walked away refreshed. The second-order evolver beat the third-order evolver, except for the gray rat, nowhere else Not visible at all.
Subsequently, several orders were completed one after another. If one observes carefully, one can find that this kind of information exchange using fists as a means of communication seems to mean that the lower the level, the more "price difference" is made up.
"puff."
After a short sound like a balloon being deflated and sealed, a man in black robe who was incompatible with the surrounding environment suddenly appeared next to the squirrel. Appearing with him was an arm covered in black robe more than ten meters away.
"Crack, snap, snap."
The arms wrapped in black mist jumped and "ran" towards the man in black robe, knocking over several sets of tables and chairs along the way.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on this arm. When the arm returned to the black-robed man and Pia stuck it back into place, a gasp came from the crowd.
"%#%"
Under the black robe, a strange voice muttered, seemingly cursing.
The squirrel jumped off the high chair as if a dog had bitten its tailbone.
"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."
The man in black robe cursed in a voice that no one wanted to hear a second time,
"Don't get too close."
The squirrel took a few steps back, seeming to have regained a sense of security, and no longer trembled when speaking.
"Lord Warlock."
"There's a roar!"
There was a sound of tables and chairs overturning, and there was no one within twenty meters centered on the black-robed man except the gray rat.
The squirrel almost cried,
"You, you, old man...what's the matter?"
The black robe said,
"Jin Zi, I want news about Jin Zi."
The squirrel rolled his eyes and said happily,
"Lenghan, scientific research institute, abandoned mine."
The black-robed warlock shook his head,
"Any more?"
The gray rat's calves were already trembling, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he gritted his teeth and said,
"Yes, the Jiang family has recently had a series of filial piety disputes, and they probably haven't been digested yet. They definitely have!"
"puff."
The black-robed warlock turned into a black mist like crow feathers, exploded instantly, and disappeared.
The squirrel suddenly collapsed on the ground, touched his hands and feet, took a long breath, and said happily,
"Hey, I'm going? Am I still intact?"
A voice came from the crowd,
"The rat wants money, why won't it be confiscated this time?"
The gray rat roared in a high voice,
"You were slapped on the head by a frozen hairtail when you were a kid. Do you dare to ask for his money?"
Well, this was said with confidence and no one refuted it.
The famous unlucky guy in Base City, the number one "Unlucky Plague" humanoid self-propelled source of infection, an existence with a "great will" even recognized by Base City officials, do you still dare to reach out and take his money?
The person who just bought the message said,
"Hey, tell me, if Lord Warlock really asks for gold from Cold Tyrannosaurus, what will be the result?"
The squirrel thought about it, now that his unfortunate cancer was cured, it seemed that a confrontation with the Cold Tyrannosaurus would be worth it.
Some people are humane,
"I think it's okay."
"I don't think so."
"Why?"
"You think about it, who is the Cold Tyrannosaurus? Can she be the same as us ordinary working people raised by our parents? Just say that she was genetically synthesized and alienated. I dare to believe you think this kind of reverse What on earth are you afraid of... bad luck? Hey... in other words, what is bad luck? How could you be so unlucky as to walk down the aisle and run into a cold Tyrannosaurus??"
Everyone thought that they were walking well, but when they looked up at the terrifying scene of the Cold Tyrannosaurus walking slowly and coldly across from them, they broke out in cold sweats. Damn it, this is really true!
...
At the main gate, two bird-winged crossbows and thousands of garrison troops were waiting.
A puff of black mist quietly appeared, and then, "Poof~"
This strange movement scared several third-level "dead soldiers" and almost activated the bird-wing ballista directly.
The Lord Warlock slowly turned around, and a pair of scarlet eyes seemed to loom in the black mist where the face could never be seen under the black robe.
"..."
The two sides looked at each other for a second, and for a thousand years.
The warlock finally slowly floated towards the door,
"Plop."
The Lord Warlock, who was as cold and terrifying as the god of death, was floating flat on the ground.
"..."
Stand up as if nothing had happened and continue floating.
"boom!"
A crow with no sense of direction flew from nowhere and landed squarely on Lord Warlock's face.
"Quack!"
It fluttered away again before it reached a hundred meters high. Seventeen source crystal shells with tail flames that penetrated half of the base city hit the crow at the same time. The poor crow didn't even leave any ashes. God knows how it happened. He arrived here safely amid the layers of anti-air defense systems in the base city.
"Boom."
The huge bluestone sculpture that had stood for hundreds of years collapsed, covering an area of 16.5 square meters.
Several large rocks flew apart among the rubble.
An arm crawled out, shaking off the ashes,
The other arm crawled out, shook it off,
One leg...
Another leg...
head...
Just like that, a bunch of parts lined up one after another and jumped into the production committee hall in front of thousands of people.
"Boss, let's..."
"I..."
"this..."
Zhao Zheng waved his hand, clenched his fist into the air, and was instantly quiet.
After a full fifteen minutes, Zhao Zheng sniffed and said,
"Within fifteen minutes, after you have breathed, walk forward fifty steps and gradually form a team! One-two-one, one-two-one, turn backward! Okay, stand there and don't move!"
Three hundred and seventy-two people lined up in a neat square formation, their faces full of confusion.
Zhao Zheng's adjutant glanced at the Bird Wing Ballista.
"Lieutenant General Zhao, use the bird-wing crossbow or..."
Three hundred and seventy-two people had numbness in their heels, soreness in their calves, and almost fell to their knees! !
Zhao Zheng's voice was extremely distorted,
"The source crystal cannon is charged at 0.1 and is ready. Target the small phalanx in front of them. Give them an intensive strike full of humanitarian care. Let them remember me for a long time. In one minute, they can fire freely!"
The scene was extremely chaotic yet orderly, and the faces of those who opened fire had several big characters written on their faces.
"Boom boom boom~"
The 0.1-speed source crystal cannon is basically equivalent to the level of a high-pressure water gun. It can at most stun a few ordinary people, but that doesn't mean it won't hurt.
Amidst the cries of father and mother, the fart-like buzz of the source crystal cannon finally stopped.
Zhao Zheng asked, facing the ragged little phalanx,
"Do you know why?"
"..."
"continue!"
"Boom boom boom~"
In the sound of artillery fire, even the last fragments of clothes of the people in the small phalanx disappeared, and their skin was as red as boiled prawns.
"Do you know why?"
"..."
"continue!"
The adjutant looked at it with great joy.
"You are a bunch of soldiers who don't usually read the manual. You dare not even know the 128 red event entries... bombard them once to remove bad luck for everyone, hey!"
After the chicken was flying and the dog was jumping, Zhao Zheng finally let out a sigh of relief.
This is the same as setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.
"God bless Amitofu, the Holy Father, the Holy Son, all living beings! Good luck and good luck~"
...
In the Lin family tavern, Mr. Shan finally finished talking about the glorious achievements of the unfortunate warlock, but he still didn't finish his story.
"Oh, I can't finish talking about this guy for three days and three nights. Where is this?"
Lin Chou swallowed his saliva and said,
"If this wasn't the period of the Cataclysm, I would have thought you were bragging."
Master Shan laughed and said,
"I'm telling you, this kind of existence with great will is just like Leng Bao... Oh my god! Miss Su, why are you here? Please sit down, please sit down~"
Su Zhaorong rolled his eyes,
"Master Shan, you said bad things about Leng Han again!"
Huang Dashan groaned for a long time and then said to please,
"Hehehehe, my Miss Su, you don't remember the faults of villains, so just take what I just said as a fart and let it go..."
Su Zhaorong snorted, turned to Lin Chou and said,
"Boss Lin is really a busy man. It's not easy to find you."
Lin Chou blinked and said extremely cautiously,
"Just after the New Year, the Party Committee sent people to collect taxes?"
"..."
Su Zhaorong almost died from Lin Chou's anger.
"you you you!"
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief,
"Huh~ It's not a tax, so I can rest assured. Oh, by the way, Miss Su, I'll treat you to something to drink!"
Su Zhaorong smiled slightly and said mischievously,
"Seven-day weight loss tea."
Lin Chou suddenly straightened his face and said seriously,
"I'm sorry, the goods are in short supply. Can I have boiled water?"
"..."
Su Zhaorong hummed,
"I really don't know what Hanhan likes about you. Well, Hanhan asked me to bring this to you. She will be on a mission in a few days."
"Well..."
Lin Chou opened the suitcase while several men winked at her.
Uh, isn't this really a big curved hammer? !
Huang Dashan exclaimed,
"Huh~ Hammer? What Lieutenant General Leng Bao... ahem Leng means, probably has the same meaning as a diamond ring, right? Hey, Lin Zi, you and Lieutenant General Leng are making pretty fast progress~"
Bai Qiong nodded and said with a smile,
"Reliable."
Lin Chou held a hammer in one hand and gritted his teeth and said,
"Come on, come on, stick your heads over here, I'll show you something good!!"
