Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

So many black-clad heroes?

The strong men of Hai Mall looked at the black-clad men who surrounded them and collectively took a breath of cold air.

Originally, there were only three black-clad heroes, and they were already difficult to deal with.

Now the number has increased tenfold, what's the point of fighting?

"You have so many clones?"

In the sky, Chen Xiao was also shocked. He scanned those clones with his spiritual sense, and his surprise was even greater.

Every clone here is very powerful!

"Even the clones have this kind of strength, so your original body is not..." Chen Xiao looked cautiously in the direction of Nanfeng.

Nanfeng smiled and said, "In fact, these are not my clones, and I am not a black-clad hero. I am a famous hero!"

Famous hero?

Where did this come from?

Sounds a little familiar?

"Hmm? A famous hero? The famous hero from Black Crow City?" Chen Xiao suddenly remembered something, his eyes flashed, "You are Nanfeng, the Lord of Baishui City?"

"Huh, there are people who know that the famous hero is me?"

Nanfeng was stunned, how come this person even knows the small account I used when I just started to enter the world?

A few months ago, the Emperor appointed two chosen ones as city lords, and this matter was almost known to everyone in the Falling Sun Empire.

Because what happened that day was broadcast live.

For a period of time afterwards, all the famous strong men in the empire received information about Long Wudi and Nanfeng.

This information is very detailed, including what they said, what they did, the aliases they used, the places they went...

Among them, there is even an assessment of Long Wudi and Nanfeng's talents and strengths.

Chen Xiao remembered that the column of Nanfeng's talent was personally rated by the Emperor as: once in a thousand years.

Chen Xiao was a little scared when he thought that he was facing a once-in-a-millennium genius.

He glanced at his right hand from the corner of his eye.

This hand just caught the light blue beam of light, and now it was bloody and powerless.

Chen Xiao asked cautiously: "I wonder what level the Lord of Baishui City is now?"

Nanfeng didn't know why Chen Xiao asked this, but he still said casually: "Level 44, how about it?"

It was indeed level 44, it seems that my judgment was correct...

Chen Xiao recalled that in the information, the column of Nanfeng's strength, the emperor gave the assessment: invincible at the same level.

I am also level 44, I am definitely not his opponent... Chen Xiao said in his heart, and retreated without expression.

Nanfeng was stunned, why did this Chen Xiao suddenly become cowardly?

"What, don't you want to fight?" Nanfeng was puzzled.

I didn't expect that a level 44 strong man would be scared away by hearing his name.

I, Nan, am so awesome now?

I don't even know it myself.

"You are the honorable Lord of Baishui City, how dare I fight you? Isn't this ignoring the laws of the empire?" Chen Xiao said respectfully.

In the Meteoric Empire, the hierarchy is strict.

Even if Nanfeng is just a city lord in a remote mountain valley, his status is still extremely honorable.

Most people have to kneel when they see Nanfeng.

Only those with background and power, or those who are stronger than Nanfeng, can stand and talk to Nanfeng.

This is the value of the Lord of the Meteoric Empire.

"You, all stop it." Chen Xiao suddenly remembered that there was still a battle below, and hurriedly stopped it.

On the ground.

The dozen or so strong men of the Sea Mall had long wanted to stop fighting.

If Chen Xiao hadn't been floating in the sky, they would have run faster than anyone else.

Now hearing Chen Xiao's order, they hurriedly stopped and dared not fight again.

Xiao Luo (angry version) snorted coldly: "You said you don't want to fight? Then I came here for nothing?"

He pretended to rush up and chop people, but Xiao Luo (focused version) stopped him and whispered: "Forget it, it's difficult for us to replenish magic power."

Hearing this, Xiao Luo (angry version) smashed a wall next to him with his fists, venting his anger.

The battlefield calmed down instantly.

You both looked at me, I looked at you, and no one continued to fight.

"Let's go."

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Chen Xia led the strong men of Hai Shangcheng to evacuate from here.

Really left?

Nan Feng looked puzzled and watched the group of strong men of Hai Shangcheng disappear at the end of his sight.

My turtle, are they scared away by my name?

If I had known that you were so afraid of me, I would have pretended to be a market trader.

"It's better not to fight. I have more important things to do."

Nan Feng put away the laser cannon and looked at the group of black-clothed people below.

Seeing that they were about to disperse again, Nanfeng flashed and appeared in the middle of these black-clad men.

"Brother, don't leave yet, tell me what's going on now?" Nanfeng had a clear goal and went straight to the calm version.

It was very difficult to communicate with other clones. Some of them didn't like to talk, some had a bad temper, and some would rap for you while talking. Who could stand this?

Only the calm version clone could communicate normally.

Xiao Luo (calm version) looked at Nanfeng calmly and said, "You... come with me."

After a pause, he looked at the other clones again: "You, all of you, come with me."

Then, Xiao Luo (calm version) took everyone to a shabby little teahouse.

He lit more than a dozen candles, and the candlelight illuminated the teahouse.

Xiao Luo (silly version) smiled and said, "I want tea, hehe."

Xiao Luo (angry version) knocked on the table and glared, "Boss, did you hear me? Hurry up and serve the tea!"

Xiao Luo (rap version) walked to the middle of the teahouse and began to perform: "Hey, yo, young and energetic, you said you are Gao Qisheng..."

"The owner of this shop was frozen to death a week ago, and now I am the boss here." Xiao Luo (calm version) said calmly, "If you want to drink tea, pour it yourself. I really spoil you. I didn't charge you for the tea."

The clones heard this and stood up from their chairs, some carrying water and some making tea.

Do it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing.

Nanfeng found a seat in the corner and sat down.

After Xiao Luo (calm version) came over, Nan Feng went straight to the point: "Where is Xiao Luo? What's his current condition?"

The calm version shook his head: "I don't know where he is either. I only know that his current condition is not very good."

"Ah? Even you don't know where he is?"

Nan Feng was shocked. You are Xiao Luo's clone, and even you can't sense the location of the original body?

Then how can I find it?

"Have you heard of the Buddhist practice of beheading the three corpses?" The calm version suddenly said this.

Nan Feng shook his head: "I haven't heard of it. What is that? Kill three people?"

Xiao Luo (calm version) explained calmly: "The so-called three corpses refer to the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the corpse of oneself. Simply put, the three corpses are all kinds of good and evil [obsessions]."

"Everyone has various obsessions, good or evil. Only by cutting off these obsessions can we go further and become immortals."

"The boss encountered a bottleneck and was unable to break through level 45, which made him irritable."

"Especially during the Firebird incident, he saw the level 45 Long Wudi, and the irritability became even stronger."

"He was no longer calm, and his mind had a flaw. And the black version of the guy just caught this flaw."

"He told the boss that it was because he had too many clones and too many obsessions that caused his thinking to be unable to unify, so he could not break through."

"The boss was bewitched by the black version."

"He cut off our clones, just like cutting off all the obsessions in his heart."