I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 718 Forming a Team and Entering a New Survival World

"A guy who doesn't even dare to show his face, why should I trust you?" Zilong said bluntly, seeing that Douxi hadn't understood yet.

He doesn't mind bringing a younger brother, it's just a matter of trouble, but he is afraid of the trouble, so he even brings out a white-eyed wolf.

After hearing Zilong's words, Douluo fell silent and stood up after a while.

Zilong thought she was going to leave, but when the hood fell off, a pure face appeared in front of Zilong.

A flash of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he quickly recovered his calm expression. No wonder he was wearing a hat all the time. If his appearance was revealed, it would indeed be a big trouble.

Seeing Zilong's still indifferent attitude, Dou Xi couldn't help expressing doubts about his appearance, what kind of eyes are these?
Before entering the main god's space, those men looked at him as if they wanted to eat him alive. Zilong was the first man he had seen besides his father who could face her calmly.

If Zilong knew what she was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud. Is there any god in the kingdom of gods?Douxi is indeed very beautiful, not even inferior to the court ladies in the kingdom of God, but she doesn't have the charm on her body.

In Zilong's view, this is nothing more than a good-looking skin.

To put it another way, if you don't talk about metaphysics, from a scientific point of view, Zilong is aesthetically tired. Let alone, how can there be any ugly in their family?

Seeing that Zilong is not shaken by her appearance, Douxi heaves a sigh of relief, if Zilong shows that kind of expression that she doesn't want to see, even if it's a pity, she will leave here and continue wandering alone.

"Now I let you see my real appearance. In terms of trust, you can only look at my future performance, but the most basic thing is that I will not stab you in the back. There is a contract here, and you will know it after reading it. "

Douxi handed a piece of parchment to Zilong.

The latter took a look and understood that it turned out to be a team contract for a team. After signing his name on the contract, he would be restricted by the rules of the main god.

Violations of the rules in the contract will result in severe penalties.

With this contract, plus 5000 survival points, it seems that Douxi has paid for it.

There are seven grids in total, one captain, one vice-captain, and five team members.

Zilong wrote his name directly behind the captain.

A hint of surprise flashed in Douxi's eyes, and he hurriedly wrote his name behind the vice-captain.

After all, the contract was redeemed by myself, and it was only the two of them when it was established. It would be no problem for her to occupy the position of a vice-captain.

Douxi came to look for him after she had been strengthened. Zilong took a look at her attributes, um... pitifully low.

Of course, this is relative to him. According to Doudo's level at this time, it is quite satisfactory.

But when Douxi learned that Zilong and he was a third-level soldier, his eyes widened. After seeing Zilong's three-dimensional attributes, he almost fainted happily.

Follow such a powerful boss, earn it!

In a blink of an eye, a week passed, Zilong once again chose to predict the mission world in advance, paid 100 survival points, and got two words: the Great Wall.

This is the name of his next mission world.

Douxi immediately collected a lot of information, and the two studied together, but there were too many choices, and only when these materials actually entered the mission world could they be sure which one it was.

"This survival campaign begins with 9 senior survivors and 45 newcomers.

This scenario is a survival mode. Each senior survivor needs to lead five newcomers. After the mission scene, the basic reward is 500 survival points. Each newcomer retained will increase by 50 survival points, and each newcomer who dies will deduct 50 survival points.

The scene requires that each senior survivor must kill 50 gluttons. At the end of the scene, for each more one killed, 3 survival points will be added, and for each less one killed, 10 survival points will be deducted.

After the scene is over, there are not enough survival points, so it will be wiped out.

Mission begins. "

Zilong opened his eyes, and what he saw was a comatose person. This place had the highest physical fitness and was the first to wake up. It was surrounded by a Gobi desert, and in the distance, another city wall stretching with no end in sight could be seen.

Glancing at this mission, Zilong's eyes twitched. The mission scene this time is really unfriendly. If it is not done well, it will not be able to earn a single survival point, and it will have to be posted upside down.

If a rookie was not rescued and a glutton was not killed, it was a mistake. Those 50 gluttons alone were worth the basic rewards given after the mission.

The people on the ground woke up one after another. Zilong stared at a man who woke up first, followed by Douxi, and after that, he counted nine people together one after another.

Obviously they are seniors.

The rest of the people also saw the mission, some of them just scolded their mothers, and the faces of the rest were not very good-looking.

"W-Where is this?" A newcomer woke up.

"Hey, do you know where this is? Aren't I watching TV at home? Why did I come here?"

"Kidnapping, it must be kidnapping, send me back quickly, or I will call the police!"

"Eh? Am I dead?"

Various voices sounded, and the scene instantly became chaotic.

boom!
A senior survivor beat a man dressed as a business manager to the ground, and the latter recovered from crying while clutching his legs.

The scene fell silent for an instant.

"Be quiet all the fuck, make a fuss, think about it carefully, you should have a message in your mind, check it yourself." Such an experienced survivor would scold, looking fierce.

Don't tell me, it really works.

Douxi stood beside Zilong.

"Wait and see what happens." Zilong said softly.

Although this scene is a survival scene, it does not limit their internal fighting, so it is better to be careful.

After a while, those newcomers also finished reading the information that appeared in their minds, and each of them became stunned, while the smart ones had already started to stand in line.

There were also several newcomers standing in front of Zilong and Douxi, but it seemed that some of them didn't understand what was going on.

"Are you senior survivors? I don't think it's very good. You will listen to me from now on. Why do you guys change this hat? Take it off and show me." A bald man with a tattoo on his arm looked a little Shouted fiercely.

That hateful face caused the survivors around him to stay away.

Douluo looked at Zilong.

"Trouble." After muttering, a 60-centimeter short sword appeared in Zilong's hand, and it was none other than Orikage.

Swish.

puff!
The bald man stared wide-eyed at the hole in his chest that almost divided him into two sections, and fell to the ground motionless.

"Ah!" The few newcomers nearby screamed in terror.

Douxi was also taken aback, staring at Zilong in a daze.

Not only Douluo, but the other seven seniors also looked over.

"SB, you just lost 50 survival points, let's see who gives it to the new guy."

"This guy is so ruthless."

Several senior people held their own opinions, and some insinuated that Zilong wanted to die, but most of them still looked on with cold eyes.

After being greeted by several senior survivors, the newcomers were soon divided into teams.

However, what made the atmosphere delicate was that Zilong and Douxi combined, exactly ten newcomers stood in front of them.

On the other hand, there were only nine senior survivors who satirized Zilong before, and one of them was injured in the leg by another senior survivor.

That guy's face was ugly, and he stared at Zilong.

"You two, come here!" This guy scolded the two newbies in front of Zilong.

The two newcomers are not very old, or most of the newcomers on Zilong's side are young, either teenagers or young men and women.

The ones who were called were two little boys.

(End of this chapter)