This lord is very scientific.

“No!!!”

The Star-level man widened his eyes, and his body turned into a gust of wind, showing a tendency to elementalize.

However, the elementalized body could not stop the Heroic Spirit from absorbing his laws.

“Become a mortal again, arrogant guy.” Qingcha was already sitting on the ground because of the excessive consumption, but his face was still calm.

Under the continuous absorption of the Heroic Spirits, the dignified Star-level existence was sucked straight and fainted.

Qingcha looked at Fulong over there, but saw that after the drop of dark green liquid stopped, Fulong's figure had also retreated.

“Madam Fulong... why is there such a strong murderous aura?” Qingcha frowned, always feeling that the breath of Fulong just now was ambiguous.

But after all, she is one of his own people. Qingcha estimated that Fulong was also one of the backups left by his young master.

"Brother..." A voice came from behind Qingcha, but it was Xiao Nuomi who came over timidly.

"Miss, let's go." Qingcha smiled, squatted down, picked up Antowa, led Xiao Nuomi back to the wall of Azanen, and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the two legends were beaten back by the bloodthirsty iron bull and the green water python.

After all, they are legends of the secondary plane, and they are definitely not comparable to the legends of the main plane like Naseng.

Although Qingcha can slightly affect the battle in the sky, it is more important to protect Antowa and Xiao Nuomi to hide in the Great Wilderness.

...

At this time, the Great Wilderness City.

The citizens still live leisurely. On weekends, they go to the library to read books, go to the Wonderful Land to watch a play, go to the Arena to fight, and go to the big shopping mall to shop.

They don't have to repay loans, don't have to work 996 or 007, and they have enough food and warm clothes.

Even if a small number of people repay their loans, they are official banks with low interest rates and almost no pressure.

If you want to make money, as long as you work hard, you can make a lot of money, especially the trade between Dahuang City and other areas outside.

If you work hard, go to a big mall, sell some furniture and make a fortune.

If you have skills, make something else unique to Dahuang City and sell it, you can make a lot of money.

Even if you don’t have skills, you can go to school to enroll in an adult technical class. Sometimes there are even professionals teaching in the technical class.

There are many ways to make money. In other words, if you want to survive, there are many ways!

If you want to live well, as long as you are willing to work hard, there are also many ways!

But the minds of the citizens of Dahuang are not on making money.

They care more about a kind of spiritual enjoyment.

For example, winning a hundred consecutive victories in the arena, such as winning the annual knowledge learning figure award of the Great Library, such as the best character of the year selected by the Wonderful Land, etc.

There are also annual model worker reviews, the top ten people who moved Dahuang City, etc.

If you can be awarded by the official, it is simply the supreme honor.

Like the other day, the outstanding contribution model worker among the model workers was awarded to the person named Mark from the Ministry of Agriculture.

Mark even announced the establishment of a family and became the first in the family tree.

In the future, even if Mark becomes a ghost, he will be an ancestor ghost, a ghost who is qualified to walk the path of gods.

More importantly, if he can join the army, if he can follow Master Yu Linke, or even become a follower of Master Yu Linke one day, that would be even more exciting.

The Great Wasteland City does not have the aristocratic fiefdom, but if it can be broadcast under the Great Wasteland Tower and included in the Hall of Outstanding Figures in the City Hall, it will be a great honor.

The City Hall has set up a Hall of Outstanding Figures at the bottom of the Great Wasteland Tower. Every class of students must visit these people who have made outstanding contributions to the Great Wasteland City at a fixed time.

It was because Mark won this year's Outstanding Contribution Model Worker Award and sent his name and portrait to the Hall of Outstanding Figures that he could proudly announce that he would establish a family and pass on the glory from generation to generation.

As for the heir of the family?

Mark has thought about it. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be Xiao Panduo.

In fact, Panduo should have a share of the outstanding contribution model worker. After all, 99% of the effort also needs that 1% of inspiration to wake up.

But Panduo's mother is very smart. She let her child give up this contribution and instead asked to become Mark's successor.

Mark liked Panduo in the first place, so of course he agreed directly, which led to a good story.

So, after ensuring that they can survive, everyone began to pursue life.

You have a lot of money, and you earned it through improper means? Sorry, I look down on you.

You have a lot of money, and you earned it through normal labor or wisdom? Well, this is worthy of respect.

No matter how much money you have, but you have made outstanding contributions? I not only respect you, but also admire you and want to be you.

The citizens of Dahuang who have lived a hard life live here with a spirited and hopeful attitude.

Even Lin Ke didn't know that he originally wanted to create an independent and autonomous race that does not believe in fate but only believes in itself, does not seek gods and legends but only seeks to communicate thoughts. This ethnic group now has a blind and strong worship of him.

Faith comes from worship.

Moreover, faith also comes from fear.

Just today, the well-off citizens of Dahuang walked on the clean and tidy streets, busy at work or resting...

The sky has changed.

...

In a milk tea shop, a young woman wearing a light green limited edition Azan brand short-sleeved shirt is queuing for the latest milk tea in the shop.

There is no way. This chain of milk tea shops in the Great Wilderness will preheat the new milk tea a few days in advance, so that it is always in short supply.

"Damn Xiao Lin Ke, let the vampire Bald Jack control these companies, it's really annoying..." The young woman muttered in a low voice: "Let me help him guard the Great Wilderness, but the VIP card I was given is only the first level, it's too much."

Thinking of the hateful guy Bald Jack, and the even more hateful Lin Ke who said the words "hunger marketing", the young woman became even angrier.

"No. 9527, is customer No. 9527 here? Your lucky green jade fruit milk is ready!"

At this time, the busy and exhausted clerk shouted, and the young woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

She hurried forward: "Here, here! I'm No. 9527! I'm No. 9527!"

Although the clerk was tired, he still smiled and handed over a glass cup: "Dear customer, you know the rules for recycling glass bottles."

"Okay, okay." The young woman couldn't wait to take the glass cup and took a big sip. It tasted so good that her eyes narrowed: "Resurrected... It's worthy of being the person that Xiao Mushu likes. It's not a problem..."

However, at this time, a series of muffled sounds rang out in the cloudless sky of Dahuang City.

"Boom boom..."

At the same time, a figure appeared in the void.

The young woman frowned fiercely. If a big swamp fly stopped there, it would probably be pinched to death by her eyebrows in an instant.

She looked at the milk tea in her hand that she had queued for an hour to buy. After a few big gulps, she didn't have time to taste it.

One hour!

"Father Wumian, I'm going to kill a lot today."

The young woman smacked her lips hard and her body disappeared in the street in an instant.

She first flashed to the recycling place for glass bottles, put the glass bottles back, and then flashed to the Great Wasteland Tower.

From here, we can see the rigor of this book. After all, how can the strong men in other novels have such detailed descriptions before the war?

When she stood on the top of the Great Wasteland Tower with a frown, there was even a trace of pure white lucky flowers and Gula milk juice at the corners of her mouth.

"Mist Banshee, you still have time to leave now..." An old voice came down majestically, and a group of uneven figures appeared in the sky above the Great Wasteland City.

"Hehe, who did I think it was? A group of secondary plane legends who hide their heads and show their tails." The misty princess sneered, murderous.

Her head and below suddenly turned into a thick light gray mist, which instantly spread out with the Great Wasteland City as the center.

Although she wanted to go up a few times to get rid of the garbage and then go back to line up, she was not stupid and knew that the first thing to do at this time was to arrange her brother-in-law's industry.

At this time, countless people in the Great Wasteland City looked up at the sky.

"Look, that's the Princess of Mist!"

"Haha, a group of clowns are here again. How many times have they come since the establishment of the Science Department?"

"This time, it seems that they have set their sights on Uncle Mark's Mark Tree."

The citizens have sharp eyes.

After the special adult class education at Dahuang Primary School, many citizens are getting smarter.

What is the purpose of continuing education?

It is not to make people empiricist and dogmatic.

It is to cultivate people's logic and methodology for discovering problems, thinking about problems and solving problems.

After getting rid of heavy labor, there is more time for thinking, and the citizens are smarter. Of course, they also understand who is good to them.

At this time, although the citizens are not panicked, they still subconsciously follow the knowledge they learned in school and run to various shelters to hide, trying not to cause trouble to the defense force.

"A mere legend can't stop us." At this time, the old voice in the sky snorted coldly, as if angered by the contempt of the mist banshee.

"Waste legends, no matter how many of them come." The mist banshee was still disdainful, and her body completely sank into the mist. Only her voice echoed within a radius of thousands of miles: "If you have the guts, come in, I'll kill you!"

How big is the Great Wasteland City?

Lin Ke originally built it according to the east of Banyu, Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.

Now, although the Great Wasteland City is not completely filled, it can be considered very large.

But with the power of the mist, it is easy to cover such a city.

After all, it is too much to affect a girl's afternoon tea time.

"Roar!!!"

"Roar!!!"

At the same time, a roar of beasts sounded, and several large and small monsters rose from the Great Wasteland City.

The King of Warcraft!

The King of Warcraft in the Great Wasteland City!

Or, these are the King of Warcraft in the entire Lava Swamp!

More than a dozen Kings of Warcraft rose into the air, passing through the mist, and the momentum of legends was exuded without reservation.

"Only thirty legends, and trash from the secondary plane, who gave you the courage?"

The Phoenix's shrill voice was extremely penetrating, causing the legends in the sky to change color.

The magic beasts, led by the Phoenix, were powerful, and they were definitely not something that the legends could contend with.

But seeing the faces of those legends, Princess Misty was a little confused.

How could the legends from the secondary plane have the courage to attack the Great Wasteland City? There must be someone driving them.

But the driver couldn't be unaware of the situation in the Great Wasteland City!

Why did the Great Wasteland City stand as before?

It's because there are dozens of magic beast kings here.

As one of the three major gathering places for magical beasts in Naseng, the magical beast kings of the Lava Swamp are not inferior to the magical beasts of the Elemental Forest and the Ocean of Stars and Waves.

Except for the Emperor Wumian, the strongest person in the main plane who suppressed the world for a lifetime, who else can easily suppress a dangerous place?

So, are these legends here to die?

"Something is wrong..." At this time, the misty banshee felt a little uneasy.

She used the power of her soul to convey to those magical beast kings: "Be careful, damn it, it's very wrong..."

The body of the misty princess condensed again on the top of the Great Wilderness Tower and scanned the surroundings.

"The illusion of the earth." The misty banshee whispered, her eyes turned pure white, and the end of her light green hair seemed to turn into a snake's mouth, spewing out milky white mist.

The mist seemed to be heavier than gold and iron. Once it was spewed out, it quickly fell to the ground, but after touching the ground, it was as soft and tough as the silk thread spit out by the green silkworm.

The whole Great Wilderness City was filled with fog, and even penetrated into the ground, but it did not affect the normal activities of the citizens at all.

It even began to spread outside the Great Wasteland City.

While the Mist Banshee was conducting a carpet search, the legends in the sky seemed to have received some signal and launched attacks one by one.

Legends can already tear the space in Naseng.

If one is not careful, the Great Wasteland City may even be wiped out by the aftermath of the legend's attack.

But how could Lin Ke not have thought about it?

"Great Wasteland Barrier!"

[Architect] Velun's voice came out from the Great Wasteland Tower in a solemn but firm manner.

"Zizizizi..."

A layer of lightning spread out from the top of the Great Wasteland Tower, and quickly spread around with the top of the tower as the center, helping the Mist Banshee to protect the Great Wasteland together.

The Mist Banshee who was investigating the situation also instantly sensed the wrong breath.

In a small park, a green bamboo shoot tip emerged from the soil, lush and green.

"Forest hut? You people from the Far West are getting bolder and bolder! I'll go to the Elemental Forest myself some other day to see where you can hide!"

The misty banshee snorted coldly, and the milky white mist rushed towards the bamboo shoot like a flood.

The originally green bamboo shoot suddenly changed, turning into a green bamboo in just one second, and then the bamboo turned into a bamboo forest in an instant.

The mist was like a flood, but it hit the bamboo forest as if it hit a rock in the river.

The bamboo forest did not move at all, occupying the entire small park.

"Hehe, the five-colored dragon mother took away our bloodline rule 'Emerald Tree Court' back then. Today, we are just here to take a little insignificant compensation. Well, equal exchange, contract spirit, isn't this what you Gu La people like?"

A young man's voice sounded from the bamboo forest, full of indifference and teasing.

The citizens around were very smart and stayed away from the park one by one.

"Twenty-second level [Tree Shepherd]?" The misty princess still sneered.

"What about me?" A voice came out, and this voice was full of arrogance.

Suddenly, Princess Misty narrowed her eyes: "Hey, Forest House wants to throw away the heir here?"

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