A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Well, as I expected, the quality and quantity of monsters are growing at an abnormal rate, and they are still migrating to humans."

After handing the materials filled with various World of Warcraft level data to his disciples, Zhao Aotian jumped on the horizontal bar again and did pull-ups with one hand.

There was also an orichalcum ingot that weighed about one ton tied to his leg.

"This information was compiled by Zheng Qian?" Zhao Aotian asked while doing pull-ups.

Kacherski lowered his head: "Yes, I thought he was just a warrior, but I never thought that he actually has the function of a magician, and has advanced skills such as flying and wide-area perception."

"oh?"

Although Zhao Aotian still maintains a smile, his expression is obviously a little frozen: "He can crush Rorschach head-on, and he can also use advanced magic? Do you have dual cultivation as a magic warrior? It's quite strange."

He paused, his eyes sharp in vain: "Perhaps he is practicing pure magic, but his level is too high, so his physical body alone is enough to rival a warrior."

When Kacheski heard this, he frowned and said, "Lord War King, you seem to be very wary of Zheng Qian? Why is this?"

Zhao Aotian thought for a moment, his expression hardened and his expression softened.

In fact, only a few people know about what happened to Master Jinge and the dragon in the palace and what happened in the dungeon.

Because the original minister left the show midway, and Situ Zhou also issued a gag order, not many people knew about it, and Zhao Aotian didn't want to tell others.

So what?

Such a powerful monster can only be defeated by equally powerful individuals.

Tell others for what? Recruit teammates? It is enough for the teammates to have Teacher Jinge. Anyone's intervention will only increase meaningless casualties.

There is no need to tell others about the existence and strength of this dragon. Talking more will only cause unnecessary panic.

If you want to die, it's enough for me, the war king, to die alone.

As long as I can defeat that dragon, it will be equivalent to eradicating the biggest threat in eastern Sichuan. When the time comes for peace and prosperity, there will naturally be a new war king who can continue to protect mankind for me.

"Really? I just pay more attention to him." Zhao Aotian said softly.

But Kaczewski has always been straightforward.

He said: "No, Lord War King, I think you are just wary of him.

The same goes for sending him a task. It seems like giving him money, but if you think about it carefully, this task is actually not suitable for a warrior, and there are no mages in his team. like……

You knew from the start he was going to work like magic.

Lord War King, who is this newcomer Zheng Qian? "

This big guy...

Zhao Aotian did not stop training.

But I was shocked.

Kaczewski's IQ is actually not very high.

He is just a muscular guy with a head full of muscles and a few words that are passed down from generation to generation.

But in some respects, his intuition was unusually sharp.

Zhao Aotian said: "I just saw his potential and tested his abilities. Mr. Ka Che, you are thinking too much."

Kaczewski was stunned.

Mr. Katcher?

Although this kind of title is very common in official circles, when the War King, who has always hated politics and devoted himself to serving mankind, suddenly uses this kind of title, even an idiot can understand the implication.

Zhao Aotian was warning himself not to ask too many questions.

What is Lord War King worried about?

Otherwise, Lord War King would not have this reaction like being stepped on a dog's tail.

Looking up, Kaczewski couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.

Zhao Aotian was squinting at him. Although he was smiling, his eyes were as cold as ice picks.

"Then...then I'm probably overthinking it."

"very good."

Zhao Aotian's eyes softened a little: "In short, the task has been completed well. Kaczewski, go to the finance department to get your reward."

"Yes, I'll take my leave."

Just like that, Kaczewski left the dojo backwards with his head lowered.

Get off the horizontal bar.

Zhao Aotian watched him leave.

Sorry, Katcher, this is not something you can get involved in.

You are a rare strong person.

You love this country more than anyone else.

If you find out about that dragon, you will be the first to take the lead, right?

After my death, Sichuan East still needs you to be one of the pillars and assist the new war king.

With this attitude toward you, I just don’t want you to die in vain. That dragon is not something you can handle.

sorry.

Raising his head, Zhao Aotian stared at the horizontal bar.

The pure orichalcum horizontal bar has been held to the point of deformation.

Zhao Aotian lowered his head and stared at his worn palms, and squeezed them tightly.

The sharp tingling sensation woke him up.

I can feel it, I'm getting stronger.

But it's not enough.

This level is far from enough.

To defeat that dragon, I still need to become stronger.

In the empty dojo, Zhao Aotian stood alone.

Zhao Aotian couldn't help but tremble every time he recalled the posture of the dragon.

That feeling is fear.

It is indeed a terrifying existence that makes people dare not even dare to challenge it.

but!

It is the duty of the War King to challenge the invincible enemy and open up new territories for mankind, even to the death.

That is an existence that can destroy Chuandong by itself.

But if even I chicken out, who else can come?

Zhao Aotian has determined that he was born in this world just to defeat that dragon!

Even...die with him.

There is nothing terrible about death. It is the duty of a war king to fight and die for mankind.

As long as you learn the ninth sword of the Nine Swords of the King of War: Shendi Luotian, you have a slight chance of winning!

And for this ninth sword, more and more cruel training is needed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Aotian started the next stage of training by carrying the 500 kilogram sandbag next to him.

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[Notice: After completing the main mission, 50 unlock points have been accounted for, and the current unlock points are 1,753. 】

A large bag of gold coins clattered on the table, and Kacheski pushed it boldly in front of Zheng Qian: "The reward for Lord War King has arrived, please order some."

"oh?!!"

Almost waiting until the impatient Zheng Qian got excited, he hugged the 20 kilogram bag in his arms like his wife.

Open it and take a look.

Wow! Golden legend!

20 kilograms of gold coins.

According to Zheng Qian's international gold price before farting, it was 400 yuan per gram, which is equivalent to 8 million yuan.

You can even buy a toilet in Huangpu, Shanghai.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

Of course, gold is not that valuable in this world.

2,000 gold coins are almost 2 million in purchasing power.

But that's a lot of money.

It was only at this second that Zheng Qian realized how much money Zhao Aotian had earned for him?

Thank God, thank Zhao Aotian.

If someone hadn't been watching, Zheng Gan would have wanted to bury his head in this bag of gold right now and smell the smell of money.

"Wow, that's a lot of money."

On the side, Shen Jingbing, who has always been able to do low-level tasks, also cast an envious look.

Zheng Qian glanced at her.

Monk gloves are generally not worn on a daily basis, but the heel tools can be worn as shoes.

But at this time, although her left leg was still a fine steel heel, her right leg was a pure steel heel.

So, at the King of War recruitment meeting, the heel of her right leg was shattered by Rorschach.

Zheng Qian didn't think much, grabbed three hundred gold coins and pushed them to Shen Jingbing: "This is your share."

"well?!"

Shen Jingbing was so frightened that her face turned pale: "For...for me?"

Zheng Qiandao: "Team division, aren't you a member of my team?"

"Yes...yes, but...this mission is all done by you. Logically speaking, all the rewards should be yours. I...how can I..."

"Keep it."

Facing Shen Jingbing's panic, Zheng Qian responded with a smile as bright as the sun: "Since we are a team, then this money is earned by the team. As a team member, you should have the right to share the dividends. If I don't have the right to monopolize it, I am nothing." capitalist."

"But...this..."

Shen Jingbing blushed, still embarrassed to accept it.

In the end, Mao Nanbei stepped forward and poured the gold coins into her pocket: "Take what I said to you, Meow."

Zheng Gan smiled and said: "Your equipment is broken, isn't it? Just in time, with this money, I can replace it with a new one."

"I……"

Feeling the heavy weight in her pocket, Shen Jingbing's eyes filled with mist of emotion.

She has always been regarded as a waste because of her low sense of presence and poor strength. No team has ever been willing to accept her.

These 300 gold coins are more than just money to her.

Shen Jingbing clutched her pocket tightly.

It seemed like he had made some determination.

She took a deep breath and shouted in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "This... this money, I will definitely use it to improve my strength and try to use it in team tasks in the future!"

"Okay." Zheng Qian smiled as approval.

"Bitch, what about mine?" Mao Nanbei saw this and was a little greedy: "She can share 300, so can I, right?"

Mao Nanbei lay on Zheng Qian's back, licked his cheek and asked.

Zheng Qian shivered from being licked by her.

But he still tightened his pockets: "You, no!"

"Why meow?!"

"You eat my house, use mine, don't do any work, and drink goat's milk like boiling water. Do you know that goat's milk is very expensive?! You still want money? No!"

"Bullshit! You...you...are so angry that I'm so angry!!"

Mao Nanbei angrily stretched out his claws to scratch Zheng Qian's Tianling Gai!

Swish.

The top of Zheng Qian's head was cut into the shape of the Mediterranean Sea.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! You stinky cat, look at the good things you did! You scratched me until I was bald!"

"Don't care, meow! Don't care, meow! I want gold coins to buy goat milk, meow! If you don't give it, I'll shave all your hair off, meow!!"

When Zheng Qian transformed, all his buffs were disabled, and his faceplate was only one-tenth of its normal size.

Mao Nanbei's God-given transformation will only suppress half of the attributes and will not affect the buff.

What does this mean?

This means that Zheng Qian will be pushed to the ground by Mao Nanbei and beaten like a father beating his son.

Zheng Qian, whose clothes were all scratched, tugged on his last pair of underwear, and his face turned pale with fright. In the end, he had no choice but to give Mao Nanbei 200 gold coins, and then he barely escaped.

After getting the gold coins, Mao Nanbei ran to the front desk and threw all two hundred gold coins on the table with a bang: "I've covered all the goat milk for the guild this year, meow!"

At least ask them to give you a discount by signing up for a big annual membership!

Zheng Qian pinched the painful forehead, and finally he could only let her go, and took out the old clothes from the storage space and put them on.

The newly bought clothes turned into strips of cloth before I even had time to wash them.

Watching all this, Kacheski on the side was thinking in his mind.

As a captain, it’s not difficult to treat your teammates equally.

It is not difficult to share the difficulties with the team members.

The hard part is: being able to share in the blessings.

How many teams were formed in harmony with everyone at the beginning, but eventually fell apart due to interests?

Extraordinary strength, magic warrior dual cultivation, and such charisma.

This newcomer has an unlimited future.

Kaczewski seemed to see the birth of a new war king.

At the same time, I can’t figure it out.

Why is Zhao Aotian so wary of such an outstanding newcomer?

Just when Kaczewski couldn't figure it out.

A pile of gold coins appeared in sight.

Look up.

Zheng Qian pushed the three hundred gold coins in front of Kacheski and smiled at him: "Here, this is yours. Thank you for your mission."

Kaczewski was stunned.

After a long moment, he smiled knowingly.

"Then...it's better to be respectful than to obey."

In the guild, Zheng Qian's table was particularly harmonious.

However, this warmth was completely destroyed by someone kicking the door open.

boom!

"Zheng Qian?! Where is Zheng Qian?"

I saw Zheng Sepi naked, grabbing a piece of tattered clothes, and rushed into the guild as if he was running for his life.

As soon as he saw Zheng Qian who was dividing the money, he cried like a girl on the spot. He didn't care about exposing three inches of his flesh to the public and pounced on him.

"Help! Brother Zheng! There is a crazy woman who wants to molest me! She is so fierce! She took off all my clothes in an instant!!!"

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I found out today that someone is sending red envelopes to this book.

As a reminder, I am very grateful for your love for this book, but do not give out red envelopes. This money is purely thrown into a cold water tank and is of no use at all. Keep it for yourself to buy something to eat and drink.

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