I Have a City in a Different World

"Shhhhh!"

In the flickering light of the sword, a figure retreated in embarrassment, squatting in the corner of the wall and gasping for breath.

If it weren't for the popularity of this face, bystanders would definitely regard this breathless man as a rookie, because his strength is only a second-level cultivator.

Today's Sacred Dragon City is comparable to the Heavenly Paradise, and even if the ordinary building city residents rarely practice, they all have a cultivation level above the third level, and they will encounter higher and higher levels in the future.

In this environment, the second-level cultivation base is really difficult to see. Aside from children, Tang Zhen is precisely the only second-level monk in the entire building.

Fortunately, he was in a special situation, so he didn't feel embarrassed.

"Haha, brother-in-law, you are too weak, aren't you my opponent at all!"

Murong Ziyue, who was wearing the armor, looked proud and looked at Tang Zhen, obviously enjoying the feeling of tyrannizing the Spirit Sovereign powerhouse.

Qianlong, Mo Run and the others on the side wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"What are you proud of, little girl, your brother-in-law is afraid of hurting you, otherwise, a lord of yours would want to hurt him!"

Tyson said something fair, of course, if he didn't turn around and snicker, Tang Zhen would really consider him a good comrade.

It has to be said that Tang Zhen's previous record was so amazing that in the eyes of the residents he was an invincible powerhouse, so when Tang Zhen was beaten by Murong Ziyue, everyone would have this uncontrollable joy in their hearts. Sense emerges.

Even if they knew that this was because the strength of the host body was too weak, they could not do otherwise. This body was no different from Tang Zhen himself.

Tang Zhen didn't care about the reaction of the crowd, but raised his head and drank a bottle of potion to restore his strength, and stretched his finger to Morun.

"It's your turn, don't let the water go!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, Mo Run could only bite the bullet and go to the training ground to act as a sparring partner for Tang Zhen for an hour.

In fact, it's not just Mo Run, whether Qianlong or Tyson and others, they were all pulled over by Tang Zhen to act as sparring partners, just to let the Lord of the City unleash the potential of this body as soon as possible.

At the same time, Robert and others also specially prepared a large amount of medicine for Tang Zhen. Each bottle is very valuable and can help him recover his physical strength in a very short period of time.

It was by using this method that Tang Zhen was able to upgrade two levels in a day, as if he were a rocket!

Except for Tang Zhen, no one in the entire Holy Dragon City could bring in such a high-level sparring team. Everyone here has important positions and is very busy on weekdays.

With a wave of the sword in his hand, the weak chicken version of Tang Zhen was about to fight Mo Run, but his expression suddenly changed.

Mo Run also noticed this scene, and the raised sword lowered slowly.

"Lord City Lord, is something wrong?"

Tang Zhen nodded, threw the sword aside, and said solemnly: "The drone has found a village, and there are many aliens living in it, about 5,000 kilometers away from us!"

Hearing Tang Zhen's words, Qianlong and the others all showed joy, and hurriedly followed him to the command cabin of the battleship.

When Tang Zhen and others arrived by car, the thousands of square meters of command cabin were full of busy figures, dozens of holographic images were suspended around, and a village where aboriginal aliens lived could be clearly seen above.

After seeing Tang Zhen coming, everyone saluted, and then an officer wearing a black combat uniform began to report: "The alien village you see now has about 300 residents, the surrounding resources are poor, the living conditions are primitive and backward, and it is impossible to Determine if any monks exist."

Tang Zhen looked at the image on the screen, nodded lightly and said, "Have you searched around the village, there shouldn't be only one settlement."

"We have searched for a radius of 500 kilometers, and no other villages exist, but some ruins of villages have been found, which seem to have been abandoned for a long time."

"Very good, let's go straight to that village now, I guess there will be a surprise soon!"

With Tang Zhen's order, the Holy Dragon City, which had been hovering in the air for two days, slowly added,

Suddenly pierced through the dark clouds and went straight into the distance.

...

Looking up at the dark clouds in the sky, the villagers of Baiya Village weakly climbed out of their tents and slowly gathered in the center of the village.

Because of the lack of food all the year round, every villager looks very thin, and the standing figure shakes from time to time.

After seeing that the villagers were almost gathered, a tall, but equally thin man stood up and shouted to the crowd, "Let's go to dig the roots of ancient trees today, everyone should work harder and strive to get the money in these few days. The roots are dug up, otherwise the village will soon run out of food!"

The tall man is the village head, the leader elected by the three hundred people.

After hearing the village chief's words, the villagers' faces were a little ugly, but they soon recovered their numb expressions.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, everyone has long been accustomed to it.

In this barren land, food is the most precious thing, in order to obtain enough food, they move around and live a life of no fixed place. Every once in a while, villagers die of hunger and sickness, and the number of people in the village is getting smaller and smaller.

After shouting weakly for a few times, the villagers walked out of the village with simple tools and started digging on a hillside.

This place has been excavated by villagers before, and the ground is littered with soil and gravel. Several dry and broken tree stumps stand alone, with thick roots digging deep into the ground.

The villagers kept cleaning around several roots, just to dig out the ancient tree roots deep in the ground, obtain the starch-like items in the roots, and the precious water source deeper.

The weak body greatly reduced the work efficiency, and the soil mixed with rocks was extremely hard. The villagers who did not have the tools to dig for a whole day only broke the soil layer on the surface.

The leading village chief looked at the slow pace of the villagers. Although he was anxious, he was helpless.

In order to prevent themselves from starving, no villagers were lazy and slippery, but their bodies were so weak that even carrying a slightly larger stone required the cooperation of several people.

With a sigh, the village chief lifted a stone the size of a human head, staggered out of the pit, and threw it out with all his strength.

He unfastened the water bottle made of bones from his waist, and the village chief took a sip carefully, and the feeling of unbearable dry cough was also slightly relieved.

Looking at the desolate land around him, a trace of worry flashed in the dry eye sockets of the village chief. He didn't know if he would have such good luck next time, and he would be able to find new ancient tree roots before the food ran out.

If it weren't for this harvest, the villagers would have continued to starve and many more would have died.

Scenes of painful memories flashed in the village chief's mind. Among those figures were his brothers, children, and many villagers with vivid faces...

As if something was about to emerge from his eyes, the village chief quickly looked up at the sky. He didn't want the villagers to see how vulnerable he was.

But then I saw the village chief's body froze, his face covered with wind and frost was full of astonishment, and his mouth couldn't help opening the boss.

Seeing this scene, the villagers next to them had puzzled expressions on their faces, and they all turned to look at the sky.

In less than a minute, all the villagers stopped their work, and just stood there dumbfounded, watching the building that seemed to move as if moving away from the dark clouds, hovering silently in the village. in the sky above.

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