I Have a City in a Different World

After the alien lord finished speaking, he put his hands on his back and glanced at the crowd with sharp eyes.

The waiting stowaways nodded slightly when they heard the words, and no one asked any questions.

Looking at the domineering and tyrannical performance of the alien lord, it is estimated that even if you ask a reasonable question at this moment, I am afraid that he will be regarded as a thorn.

Because it is not pleasing to the eye, the disqualification of participation has not happened once or twice, and the stowaways who have already inquired clearly, where can they make such a low-level mistake!

So no matter how harsh the conditions are, the stowaways have to bite the bullet and agree, otherwise, once they annoy these cultivators and are collectively blocked by them, they will definitely regret it!

Of course, according to Tang Zhen's guess, this kind of rules and rumors are probably deliberately done by those cultivators, the purpose is to make the stowaways accustomed to obey from the beginning.

Now it seems that the effect is quite good!

Although those cultivator teams often compete openly and secretly, they rarely maintain an excellent tacit understanding when it comes to safeguarding their own interests externally, and many things are advancing and retreating together.

In fact, only in this way can they ensure the monopoly of interests, and those harsh rules that are beneficial to themselves can also be smoothly implemented.

If someone dares to confront and challenge, these aliens will draw their swords to kill without hesitation, and they will never die!

There were really high self-esteem cultivators who wanted to break this situation, and even wanted to profit from it, but as a result, their corpses had already been crushed at the bottom of the corpse-throwing cave, and had long since decayed!

Over time, this situation has been maintained, and no one dares to question and challenge.

In fact, this is a non-negotiable matter. If you are dissatisfied, you can withdraw completely, and it is guaranteed that no one will keep you.

Of course, the premise is that you have to have the confidence to cross the mountains and dangerous terrain, otherwise you have to learn to keep your mouth shut.

At this moment, the alien lord was already carrying a leather pocket, collecting brain beads from the hands of these stowaways, and each of them was a lot of fifty-one cents.

Everyone obediently took out the brain beads from their pockets and handed them over, and then received a sign made of a dark red monster's forehead from the alien lord.

This domino has a "mountain"-shaped pattern on it, which should be the token of this cultivator team. According to what the alien lord said, as long as this domino is worn, no one will dare to look for it before setting off into the dangerous land of the mountains. their troubles.

In the next time, everyone needs to prepare food and water, as well as emergency medicines and items, and then wait until tomorrow morning to set off.

After the alien lord left, the crowd dispersed and began to wander around the market.

Tang Zhen also began to purchase the items he needed along the way. Whether or not he needed them was one thing, but at the very least he had to pretend.

In the past, when cultivators chose food, they would basically buy a brick cake made of miscellaneous grains and dried meat, which was strong and anti-hunger. If it was stored properly, it would not deteriorate even if it was stored for several years.

It's just that this kind of food has a faint earthy smell, and it is extremely hard when eaten dry. It really is not a good food.

However, the situation is special right now, and stowaways don't have many choices. Even if they don't want to eat, they have to buy a few spare pieces.

In addition to a sufficient amount of food, medicines to heal wounds and toxins, treat diarrhea and deworming are also essential things, otherwise, you may risk your life because of this small negligence.

As a result, after the scattered items were collected, another large sum of brainballs was spent.

On the road to riches from poor families, whether in the original world or here, if you want to travel far, your wallet will always be thinner.

After turning around, Tang Zhen walked back with a bulging animal skin package on his back, attracting a lot of sneaky glances along the way.

After all, this kind of pocket full of items will always make the unscrupulous people pay attention subconsciously, and at the same time guess what good things are inside.

However, when these thieves secretly felt the lord aura emanating from Tang Zhen, especially after seeing the dominoes hanging from his waist, there was a hint of disappointment in their eyes, and they no longer paid attention to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen faintly noticed this, and secretly said that these 100,000 brain beads are not worth the trouble, at least they can avoid a lot of trouble.

Tang Zhen is not afraid of these guys, but it is better to have less than one thing, not to mention that in the market, he has successively felt the breath of several extremely obscure king-level monks.

Although they thought they were well hidden, they were still invisible under the influence of Tang Zhen's special mental power.

If they were involved in some disputes, there would inevitably be a lot of changes, which is something Tang Zhen is trying to avoid now.

When I came to the meeting place, I saw three or two stowaways sitting on the ground without talking to each other, so I was very careful.

They were afraid of missing the departure time, so they simply stayed where they were tonight and rested. After all, those cultivators are domineering and won't wait for you because you are late.

Fortunately, most of the monks in Loucheng are accustomed to sleeping in the open air, and camping in the wild is commonplace, so no one feels wrong.

Tang Zhen sat for a while, feeling quite bored, but he couldn't take out the book to read, because it was too dazzling.

After all, most of the monks in Loucheng are illiterate. It is normal for you to see monks dancing with swords and swords, but if you see monks dancing with words, it will feel extremely abrupt and out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Tang Zhen estimated that if he took out a book and read it, it would definitely attract the attention of countless people, and even if his disguise was low-key, it would attract the attention of those who care.

However, it is really boring to sit, and the way he cultivates his spiritual power is too shocking. At that time, he is afraid that the entire homeless market will be in chaos.

With nothing to do, Tang Zhen decided to continue walking around.

At this moment, a loud noise came, and dozens of alien cultivators in unified battle armor rushed straight to the alley in the distance.

Tang Zhen switched the perspective of the map and found that these alien monks were the managers of the market, and the place where they gathered was exactly where he and the young man killed the alien monk.

At this moment, these alien monks are dispersing the onlookers, and they are constantly carrying the corpse outward. At the same time, there is a two-star lord looking gloomy and checking the wound on the corpse.

Tang Zhen walked over slowly, and after he got close, after listening to a few words of their conversation, he was about to turn around and leave.

It turned out that these alien monks initially thought that this was a black-and-white fight!

Because a cultivator with a sword in this group has disappeared, and the property of their nest has been looted!

These alien monks thought it was better, and they saved some troubles themselves. As for why they made this judgment, and what happened later, Tang Zhen was not interested to know.

It was at this moment that Tang Zhen noticed that someone was watching him, and when he followed his gaze, he found a wanderer with a panicked expression, and he quickly lowered his head when he looked over.

Seeing the figure of the wanderer disappearing quickly, a faint smile appeared on Tang Zhen's mouth.

At this moment, the alien monks carried the corpses out of the alley, and then went straight to a hill outside the market.

Tang Zhen watched from the sidelines, and faintly heard the three words "throwing a corpse hole" from the mouths of the onlookers. Immediately, his heart moved, and he followed slowly. !

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