Psychic Card Master

"The force I joined is the force established on our continent."

"Small is a little small, but people from one continent have fewer evil intentions. It depends on how you choose."

Bao Min said to the five people.

First of all, it is difficult for weak people to mix with strong people, so why should people lead you.

In fact, I can use one word to describe my situation - "Man is a knife, I am a fish".

The power of life and death is in the hands of others, and he is at the mercy of others.

Everyone looked at each other.

It is obvious that they can see the thoughts in their minds.

Will Dongzhou have power?

Compared with other forces that don't know the details.

On the contrary, Dongzhou's forces are more reliable.

Bao Min raised his eyebrows, took out a poorly packaged book and said with a sinister smile:

"If you want to know the situation of the major forces in Wanling City."

"Here, a little spirit..."

Bao Min turned his head to see Murong Qianxing's murderous eyes, and said embarrassingly:

"A small spirit stone... not many."

"Bring it."

Although the packaging of this book is simple, it is thick enough.

The main reason is that there are simply too many forces in the city.

According to incomplete statistics, the resident population in Wanling City exceeds 50 million.

What is the concept of 50 million, which is almost double the number of people in many big cities in the Eastern Continent Empire.

How many people can each faction have, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

"Have all the forces been recorded?"

Murong Jiuyun turned the pages of the book and asked.

Bao Min looked at Murong Jiuyun speechlessly:

"Tsk... how is it possible."

"There is no need to record the unreliable first-level small forces."

"It's impossible for you to join a force to join that force, right?"

Everyone roughly flipped through the book on the power of Wanling City.

"Two of the fourth-level forces."

"Seven third-level powers."

"One hundred and twenty-three secondary powers."

"There are as many first-tier forces as a cow's hair."

Murong Jiuyun flipped through the book briefly, and each faction was introduced in detail.

Bao Min added on the side:

"Generally speaking, the stronger the faction, the better. If you join a third-level faction, you don't have to pay the residence fee. There is a faction to pay it for you."

"Some big forces recruit some members every month."

"Moreover, many material resources and these forces give priority to internal digestion."

"In short, there are definitely many benefits to joining a big force."

"But you probably don't have a chance."

It's not that Bao Min looks down on Chen Feng and the others, but that the requirements for joining a big force are indeed rather harsh.

"Like most third- and fourth-level powers, only the five-color realm can participate in the selection."

"And you need the kind of combat power that explodes."

"The second-level forces have at least one Hunyuan-level powerhouse in charge, and it is difficult to join. There are monthly selections at the top."

"Look for yourself, if you are interested, go and participate."

Bao Min knew from Shantiao's aura that he was from the Spirit Race.

Spiritual disciples are considered weak even at the same level, and there is no way to pass that kind of assessment.

These forces are distributed in all parts of Wanling City, and members will be selected every month, which is open to all Wanling City members.

The five people looked at each other, and they had to go back and discuss it a little bit.

"There are only five of you in your team?"

"There's some left."

Bao Min waved his hand.

"Then you should separate as soon as possible."

"In this world, the path of the strong is different from the path of the weak."

"In the process of cultivation, there will always be old people leaving and new people joining."

"Just like this brother, Five Colors Realm."

"He doesn't have the time to help you earn your living allowance, and it also affects his own development. Sooner or later, the team will have problems."

"A master of five colors, even if he can't enter the second-level power."

"It's okay to thrive in a first-level power."

Although Bao Min's words didn't sound very nice, they were indeed true.

For example, the five of them are a normal team.

After half a year, if there are five medium-sized spirit stones.

Five people, one colorful, and four obsidian, how to deal with it?

As long as it is not that kind of partner or brother, it is impossible to divide the spirit stones equally...

First of all, the contribution of these five spirit stones, the multicolored realm powerhouse, accounted for the majority.

Secondly, if it is not evenly divided, it will all belong to the five-colored realm powerhouse.

In addition to turning in one medium-sized spirit stone, there will be a balance of four medium-sized spirit stones.

These four medium-sized spirit stones can stay for another four years, or they can be exchanged for better cultivation resources to improve themselves.

Aliens can also choose to absorb.

No matter how bad it is, buy a big courtyard, and then go to the red light district to have a good time...

All in all, when it comes to resource allocation, a series of problems will inevitably arise.

That's how Bao Min's team was scattered. Fortunately, he managed to save some wealth cleverly.

After a few people, Zhou Lin was also silent.

Each of them has different goals and different talents.

It is difficult for Zhou Lin to set any goals for himself, because he knows that his strength is limited, and he belongs to the weakest level in the entire Wanling City.

But Chen Feng is different, his goal is to become the supreme powerhouse and return to Dongzhou.

If you stay with him all the time, you will be dragged down by him for a while.

Now that I have just arrived in Wanling City, it is unclear what the future will hold.

"Today happens to be the selection day for the third-level power 'Chenyue'. It happens to be not far from here. It's just three streets away. I'll take you to have a look."

"Walk."

Bao Min waved his hand.

The five of Chen Feng followed Bao Min through three streets, and the streets were already full of onlookers and members of Wanling City who participated in the selection.

Bao Min took Chen Feng and the others to the top of a tall building.

"Eh? Xiao Bao, where did you bring him?"

Bao Min was not the only one on the roof of this high-rise building, there were also several kind-hearted young people who sat on the roof to watch the "Chenyue Selection Competition".

They are all multicolored battles.

"friend."

"Bring it to see the world."

Bao Min laughed, then squatted down and whispered to Chen Feng and the others:

"Chenyue has a good reputation among the third-level forces, and even the Obsidian level can participate in the selection."

"But the quota is only one per month."

"It's over there."

Everyone looked in the direction Bao Min pointed.

On the big arena on the right side of the Chenyue arena, there are two masters at the peak of Obsidian fighting fiercely.

Every move is full of powerful spiritual power.

"It's Hei Yao, look at that young man from the Phoenix Clan."

"It's so fucking fierce."

"It's not necessarily the case that the five-color beginners have been able to fight..."

"I advise you not to think about this kind of selection."

"Those who can stand out from this black obsidian selection are geniuses who are unique in a million. The geniuses of those top races are much more powerful than the human race and the spirit race."

"You can't even beat you for several levels."

Chen Feng can understand Bao Min's words.

After all, he fought Linglong before.

If Linglong uses a real dragon body, even a master who is fighting against the peak of Obsidian will not have a big problem.

It's a pity that he met Chen Feng back then.

"Do you want to continue looking here, or go shopping elsewhere?"

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