A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

One hundred Martial King.

This incident soon spread to the top of the Eagle Valley after the Eagle Valley investigation team returned.

For Eagle Valley, this news is undoubtedly a major earthquake.

In the past, people always referred to humans above lv45 as Martial King.

Because there are too few people reaching this level.

The one-hundred-level Martial King has only one hand in history.

And the life span of all hundred-level Martial Kings is calculated in minutes or even seconds.

The most recent one is Zhao Tianming, the former Martial King of Eastern Sichuan a dozen or twenty years ago.

Therefore, the Hundred Level has always been called the limit that human beings can reach when their lives and souls are exhausted.

Every one hundred levels is an existence that all human beings have longed for.

Even if the price is short-lived, it makes people rush.

Now, Chuandong actually has three stable hundred-level Martial Kings, and the average level of the 30,000 army has reached lv45 or more.

This made the Eagle Valley executives sleepless.

If rejuvenated by Eastern Sichuan, the position of Eagle Valley's strongest empire will surely be lost.

If you attack rashly, Eagle Valley will suffer heavy losses.

Eagle Valley, who is best at getting rid of the pit, naturally has to consider attacking Eastern Sichuan, will he be pitted in the pit too?

Today, Eagle Valley ushered in good news.

In the waiting room of the highest police station, Zheng Qian drank tea comfortably, while the cat sat on the crocodile leather sofa, basking in the sun, and snoozing comfortably.

Reinhardt was taken to the detention room for temporary detention. Zheng Qian told him not to worry, he would definitely be rescued by looking at the face of the money.

Pige told Zheng Qian that he immediately invited a more senior officer and asked Zheng Qian to wait here for a while.

But Zheng Qian had been sitting for an entire hour, but there was no news.

Wouldn't it be anxious to come to Eagle Valley executives?

About ten more minutes passed.

There was a string of hurried leather shoes outside the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

I saw four men walk in under the leadership of Pigeon.

Three Eagle Valley men in neat suits walked in front.

They dress very similarly, they are all dressed in a black suit with three or seven open hairs, and they wear low-quality hair cream.

Sunglasses have reduced their facial recognition, making the three look like clones and similar.

Behind the three of them was a nobleman wearing a red woolen cloak, mink fur coat, and a pair of thick moustaches.

"Hello, I am the representative of the Eagle Valley Imperial Capital Council, the Chief Inspector of Adventurers, the Chief Security Officer of the Imperial Capital, and the Director of the Immigration Department: Doug."

The man flicked his cloak and sat down quite coolly.

There are quite a lot of things you raped.

Speaking of pigs and dogs, the Eagle Valley people seem to have a taste in naming them.

Zheng Qian tilted Erlang's legs and replied with a perfunctory "Hello."

"Yeah." Doug glanced up and down at Zheng Qian.

Younger than expected.

When the investigation team came back a few days ago, Doug was also there and heard their report.

Doug naturally heard about the three hundred-level Martial Kings.

Zhao Aotian and Jinge have been famous for a long time, so I won't mention them for the time being.

This Zheng Qian, who came out of nowhere, is actually a hundred-level Martial King.

Doug thought he was a middle-aged man.

Unexpectedly, he was actually a young man less than twenty, and he seemed to be a little younger than Zhao Aotian.

This kind of person is actually a hundred-level Martial King?

Doug whispered in his heart, but he still didn't dare to neglect.

"I heard that you want to take refuge in our Eagle Valley, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Well, we have submitted this matter to the Parliament and the Elder Council just now, and an emergency meeting has also been held."

The attendant next to him served tea, and Doug took a sip without hesitation, and leaned on the sofa and said quietly, "Eagle Valley can accept your surrender and provide you with political asylum.

However, we also hope that you can show the corresponding sincerity.

Don't get me wrong, a core member from a competitor suddenly came over and said that he wanted to surrender. We can't just say yes to welcome, right?

At the very least, you have to prove that you are trustworthy so that the council and the Elder Council have an explanation. "

Zheng Qian finished listening, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Well, it's fair."

"very good."

Doug took out a stack of paper from his arms and asked, "The first question, why would you betray Chuandong?"

Zheng Qian said: "Because their salary is too low, I am Martial King, take a hundred or two hundred thousand gold coins for a year, want me to sell my life, are you willing to change it for you?"

When Doug heard this, he was a little surprised: "The Martial King in Eastern Sichuan only earns 200,000 yuan a year?"

Zheng Qian patted his thigh and said angrily, "Isn't it! That's why I'm unhappy! Your investigation team came over some time ago, and the king was like a chicken. Zhao Aotian and I were busy for several days before giving one hundred thousand rewards."

Zheng Qian's words made Doug think deeply.

"So that's the case, this is really too much. In our Eagle Valley, Martial King's annual salary is three or four million, and the share and bonus are calculated separately."

What the hell? Three or four million? !

Zheng Qian knew that Eagle Valley's salary was high, but never expected it to be so high.

The three secretaries next to him scribbled, and Doug asked slightly: "So, did you vote for Eagle Valley for treatment?"

"That's right." Zheng Qian smiled: "I stole three divine cores in Eastern Sichuan before leaving."

As he said, Zheng Qian took out the sacred core and smiled: "I have helped Chuandong to be born and died, and I am the big Martial King. It is not too much to take their three sacred cores, right?"

Seeing the core, Doug's expression changed slightly, and he winked at the secretary beside him.

A secretary understood it, and dashed out of the room, not knowing what he was doing.

After a while, the secretary ran back and leaned in Doug's ear to say something.

Doug nodded slightly, and then said to Zheng Qian, "I have just confirmed that a wanted order has been issued against you in Eastern Sichuan, and what you said is true."

"Is this also confirmed?"

"It's routine."

As Doug said, he glanced at the divine core in Zheng Qian's hand with some jealousy.

He said: "Your motivation has been established, then I need you to prove your sincerity."

"how to prove?"

"Please tell me, how exactly did Chuandong possess three hundred-level Martial Kings? Although blocking the invasion of Magical Beasts can improve the overall level, according to our mathematician established an experience value model, even if it is Zhao Aotian, after finishing Magical Beasts invasion can only rise to around lv70 at most.

The experience required for lv70 to lv100 is thirty times that of lv1 to lv70, and the experience acquisition efficiency is only 10%, which is definitely not a level that humans can reach.

You who are also lv100, must know the secret? please tell us. "

coming.

Zheng Qian knew that Eagle Valley would definitely ask this, and was already prepared.

This is also one of Zheng Qian's plans.

He opened his mouth and said, "This is considered a secret, right? You know that Chuandong broke through the dungeon?"

"knowledge."

"The whole world is attacking dungeons just to get the secret treasure of dungeons. As the only country that has attacked dungeons, East Sichuan has a hundred-level Martial King. Isn't it right?"

Hearing this, Doug couldn't help taking a breath: "You mean... as long as you get the secret treasure of the dungeon, you can get the 100-level Martial King?

What is the secret treasure of the dungeon? "

Zheng Qian replied nonsense: "Holy Grail."

"Holy Grail?" Doug said in surprise.

Zheng Qian nodded: "This holy grail can produce holy water on a regular basis, and those who drink holy water can reach the hundredth level."

Doug straightened his body: "In other words, what kind of Holy Grail does Chuandong now have? Will it be possible to produce more 100-level Martial Kings in the future?"

Zheng Qian regretfully shook his head: "No, the Holy Grail in Eastern Sichuan was damaged during the final boss strategy. Only me, Zhao Aotian and Jinge drank the holy water."

Hearing this, Doug breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered secretly: "It turns out that it is, everything makes sense."

Zheng Qian couldn't help but laugh when he saw his appearance.

Where's the holy grail of shit?

Do you believe this?

Next time I'll talk nonsense to you in the dungeon, the final boss is actually a follower, believe it or not?

"I see, this is an important piece of information."

Doug got up and said to Zheng Qian, "Please come with me. I will take you to meet the high-level people. I believe they will be very interested in what you said."

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