A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Why?

Why can't I learn the Ninth Sword?

In the empty dojo, Zhao Aotian stabbed out with the steel sword in his hand, causing whirlwinds to blow.

The fighting spirit attached to the steel sword seemed to be thrown out of the sword body, spraying out little particles of light.

This sword seems to be magical, but in fact only the user Zhao Aotian knows that it lacks the most important core.

This is the sixty-second time I have practiced this move today.

Even someone as strong as Zhao Aotian couldn't bear such consumption. He knelt on the ground exhausted and gasped for air.

Sweat dripped like a faucet, quickly forming a puddle on the freshly waxed floor.

Staring at his reflection in the water, Zhao Aotian once again seemed to see his embarrassed and defeated appearance, as well as the arrogant posture of the dragon-shaped monster.

"Why can't you learn?!"

boom!

A punch out of anger shattered the entire gym floor.

Zhao Aotian's mournful roar made the glass windows tremble.

He raised his head and looked at the portrait on the wall guiltily.

It was an old man wearing the same War King armor as Zhao Aotian.

Under the portrait, there is also a large sword that is as clear as ruby ​​and crystal clear.

His eyes were filled with guilt.

Grandpa, I'm sorry, I can't catch up with you after all. I am unworthy of the name of the King of War.

Outside the door, hearing the hysterical roars in the dojo, the waiting disciples were all worried.

"Lord War King is here again, how many times is this already?"

"Since Lord War King came back from his last expedition, he has been training crazily, trying to break through the ninth form."

"The Nine Swords of the War King?"

"When you practice the second form, you will be at the Ningjin level, when you practice the fourth form, you will be the Little War King, and when you practice the sixth form, you will be the Great War King. He is only 21 years old and has already reached the eighth form. He is the only one in the entire human race, so why continue? practice?"

"Hey, I heard that I lost to a monster in the dungeon. This is Lord Zhao Aotian's first expedition. Can you not go crazy after losing like that?"

"By the way, it seems that he has never used the holy sword in the dojo."

"Super Holy Sword: Icarus, made with two divine cores, and mixed with fine gold, it is the best sword in the world."

"Why not?"

"Perhaps you feel that you are not qualified? After all, Lord War King's grandfather, Lord Zhao Tianming, is the strongest War King in human history. I heard that Zhao Tianming broke through the ninth style before his death and successfully used the legendary Nine Swords of War King. As for the tenth sword, how awesome do you want it to be?

"It's no wonder. He is currently the strongest human being and is still far from the strongest in history."

"Alas, my grandfather has made great achievements in the past, and he has suffered a tragic defeat to Warcraft in the future. The pressure on Lord War King is not ordinary."

There was a crash.

Push open the sliding door.

The disciples who were talking about each other fell silent for a moment.

After sorting out his emotions, Zhao Aotian had already changed into casual clothes, holding the holy sword: New Aiolia, looking invincible.

No matter what, Zhao Aotian is also a person who knows the importance of things.

Today is the King of War recruitment meeting for the Royal City Guild, and he wants to recruit more talents for the kingdom.

Not just loyalty to the country.

It was just so that the next time I saw that dragon, I would have stronger strength to challenge him.

"Where is Kacheski?" Zhao Aotian asked his personal disciple.

The disciple said: "We are waiting in the waiting room. Do you want Lord War King to take him with you?"

"Ang, he is the strongest monk in the kingdom. He can give newbies more tips and ask them to prepare. Come with me."

"yes!"

at the same time.

Inside the Wangcheng Labor Camp Detention Center in Eastern Sichuan.

"Let me go~ I know I was wrong~ Please let me go~"

In the single cell, Zheng Sepi, who was being detained, lay on the iron bed and wailed bitterly, with tears and runny nose flowing all over the floor.

don't want! I don't want to be detained!

There are all stinky men here, I want to see fair and tender girls!

If you want to imprison me, imprison me. It’s not that I can’t accept imprisonment.

But why tie him up?

Isn’t it enough that I admit I was wrong?

Is there any more royal law, is there any humanity left? !

Of course, Zheng Sepi's screams could only be drowned out by the cries of the prisoners in the cell.

But at this moment, what Zheng Sepi didn't see was.

A human head came out of the skylight of the cell, and he took a look inside the cell.

Immediately, the space in the center of the cell was distorted.

Zheng Qian appeared in the cell out of thin air.

"Fuck! Space magic?!"

Zheng Sepi, who finally took off his pants, turned pale with fright.

Zheng Qian glanced at him and said, "Your stunned face seems to be saying I want to hug you, but I won't hug you."

"You...you know space magic?"

Zheng Sepi didn't know what kind of magic he used. His hands were tied behind his back, but as soon as he stood up, his pants were put on automatically.

His face was filled with astonishment, and he stared in disbelief at Zheng Qian, a new adventurer who had only registered for a day.

"There are still many things you don't know." Zheng Qian said.

Zheng Sepi: "..."

Zheng Sepi knelt down with a bang: "Zheng Qian, help me, I was wronged. At that time, I actually acted bravely and drove away a pervert who wanted to enter the women's bathroom and steal a bellyband. In order to ensure that the girls in the women's bathroom They were safe and sound, so I took a look at the skylight before leaving, hiding their merit and fame!

Who knew that those guards were inhumane and thought I was peeping in the women's bathroom? You have to believe me! We are brothers! "

"Well, you successfully deceived Confucius, Mencius and I. Now I firmly believe that you who peeped into the women's bathroom last time are definitely not a pervert."

How did this guy survive to this day?

Zheng Qian's cheek meat kept twitching.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the idea of ​​blowing his head off with a punch to eliminate harm to the people, Zheng Qian asked: "I came to you to ask you something."

Zheng Sepi was stunned and nodded repeatedly: "Which girl do you like? I know the measurements of all the women in the city, so feel free to ask!"

Zheng Qian: "..."

Zheng Qian asked: "You are so greedy and lustful, you must know what Ningjin is, right?"

"Gold condensation?"

Zheng Sepi was stunned and thought for a moment: "Why do you ask this?"

"No, out of curiosity, just tell me if you know?"

Zheng Qian was also helpless and had no friends. He asked Shen Jingbing. Shen Jingbing was also a newcomer and didn't know what Ningjin was.

So Zheng Qian could only ask Zheng Sepi.

There are currently more than a hundred tasks of truth, which can be roughly summarized into four categories.

Earn gold coins, earn pure gold, earn condensed gold, and kill Ares.

Among them, earning gold coins can be understood to be so that Zheng Qian can buy a house, and earning fine gold is probably so that Zheng Qian can learn to use alchemy to build equipment.

Killing Ares is a phased goal that needs no explanation.

But what is the purpose of earning condensed gold?

After half a year in the dungeon, Zheng Qian has understood that the mission of truth is not just to find an excuse to give reward points.

Completing a task must pave the way for achieving the ultimate goal.

Among the gold-condensing tasks, the one with the worst rewards is: Obtaining 1 gram of condensed gold will reward you with 500 unlock points.

1 gram will award 500 unlocking points. This not only means that Ningjin is difficult to obtain, but also means that Ningjin itself has a great effect on Zheng Qian.

"I don't know the specifics. One ton of gold can only refine one kilogram of fine gold, and one ton of fine gold can only refine one hundred grams of condensed gold.

Ningjin is something that normal people have no access to. They only know that it is a material for making super holy weapons, but I heard that Ningjin has another important role and is the key to human beings' survival in this world.

The amount of gold reserves can even be used as the only basis for judging whether a country is strong or not. "

Doesn’t even Zheng Sepi know?

Zheng Qian, who thought that this well-informed sex critic would definitely know, was a little disappointed after hearing this.

But this aroused Zheng Qian's curiosity about Ningjin.

What on earth is this? Can the truth motivate me to obtain it with such a high reward?

It seems necessary to clarify.

Will there be a recruitment meeting for the King of War?

If you can really get a gram of condensed gold, you may have the answer.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian asked again: "By the way, I think Luo Xia has a very bad relationship with you. Do you have any objection if I help you beat him to death?"

Unexpectedly, when Zheng Sepi, who had always seemed mentally retarded, heard this, his face darkened.

He shouted firmly: "No!"

"Huh?" Zheng Qian was stunned.

"I don't know what you want to do, but please don't kill Rorschach, and please don't interfere in our affairs."

Seeing his serious expression and clenched fists, Zheng Qian was a little surprised.

After a long time, Zheng Qian said: "I understand, let him live. Also, please don't do this. You look so serious, I'm going to vomit."

Zheng Sepi: "..."

After that, Zheng Qian started the space transfer again.

"Hey, wait a minute, boss, aren't you taking me?! Hey! Boss, take me! Boss!"

Where can Zheng Qian pay attention to him? Just like that, he disappeared in place, leaving Zheng Sepi's wailing drowned in the screams of the prisoners.

"At least help me take off my pants before leaving, boss!!!"

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