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Zhang Lin and his party crossed the river, crossed the canyon, walked through the jungle, and walked all the way to the market guided by the map.

Calculating the time, the delay along the way has exceeded 48 hours, but the sky still looks bright, and the four Spencers are tireless and sleepy, and they don't even feel hungry.

He himself had eaten several meals of game on the road, and the four Spencers were wondering why Mr. Steelwing always liked to stop to eat.

Zhang Lin was a little hesitant to tell them. In fact, a long time had passed.

But think about it and forget it. If you really want to tell them this, you will probably have a lot of problems and complaints. I don’t want to be a nanny.

With him holding the line, almost all the dangers encountered along the way were easily overcome, and he even spawned a wave of monsters for everyone.

But as time went by, he also noticed a detail.

The reading progress on my wrist increases slowly, and it only speeds up when I do it myself.

It took two days for the reading progress to reach 50%.

This was the result of his own hands, completely wiping out a Snake Valley and directly increasing it by 3%.

In other words, if you don't use gold coins to summon, and you don't intervene in the game, the natural reading progress in 48 hours will only be 7%.

After the reading progress exceeded 50%, there was no prompt, but his body felt much more relaxed than before, and he began to use his mutant abilities smoothly.

Unfortunately, it was still suppressed to around level two.

Climbing through the jungle, emerging from the large bushes, I felt the sunshine again. Although it was hot, it was very comfortable to have wet clothes dried by the sun.

"Look, there's the market!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Bethany's finger, and saw an abandoned city sitting on a rocky mountain, stretching halfway up the mountainside. Ruins could best be described as ruins.

A winding dirt road connected there, and finally everyone no longer had to continue walking through the jungle.

The four cheered, but Zhang Lin frowned.

This kind of ruined city gave him a very bad feeling. There were two armed guards standing in front of the ruined city gate. Everything seemed normal, but he felt inexplicably that it was not that simple.

The four Spencers raised their hands to stop the four Spencers who were about to rush over, and finally stood up from the comfortable and heavy suspended recliner.

Turning his head to look at Maya beside him, he invited her to come closer and whisper in her ear.

Then they came to the four Spencers and took them to the legendary market, while Maya was left outside.

"Mr. Steel Wing, won't your assistant come with you?" Spencer asked aloud.

Zhang Lin glanced at him: "From now on, I am just your special assistant. Everything will be as if nothing happened. Pay attention to the people around you. Danger is always hidden around you."

After saying that, he stopped talking, took two steps back, and just followed them quietly as before.

The four Spencers looked at each other and didn't understand what was going on. However, since they had found the market, they should be able to find the Jaguar statue if they got the incomplete map.

Under the leadership of Spencer, they entered the market. As they went, Zhang Lin paid special attention to the two guards standing at the door.

They are like the background NPCs in the game. They seem to be casually chatting and smoking, but they have no reaction to the people walking in front of them.

Zhang Lin even pointed his gun directly at them, but they didn't blink, as if they didn't even see him.

Finally, we arrived at the legendary market. As soon as we entered, we could feel the rich atmosphere of the wasteland.

Entering the gate, here and the jungle outside are like two worlds.

There is a buzz of people coming and going, wearing clothes ranging from ancient to modern, from formal wear to ethnic costumes.

This is a hodgepodge, and it seems that the complete evolutionary history of human clothing can be found here.

Even the future armors worn by the four Spencers did not attract any strange attention when they walked among them.

Everyone seems to be used to it, and there is never a shortage of weirdly dressed people here.

The weather was still hot, but the air here seemed extremely fresh. People were coming and going, and there was no sweat or stench as expected. Zhang Lin was secretly relieved.

At least the nose doesn't have to suffer.

You can see various stalls and shops along the way. It is very novel for the four Spencers to walk in this environment.

The butcher shop sells jungle specialties, a variety of game barbecued marinated meats, dried bats hanging on the wall, and earthen pots and pottery on the floor.

Martha pointed at the jars lined up at the door of the store and asked, "What's in that?"

Bethany took a look: "It is a delicacy made by the local aboriginals by crushing and mixing fat worm sap stems. When eating, you can see the cotton-like fluffy fat worm corpses, which can be pulled out with your fingers. Green silk thread, it is said that long-term use has the effect of increasing male strength."

Martha felt very disgusted. She glanced at the refrigerator next to Pang who seemed to be about to vomit, and quickly changed the subject: "God, how do you know this?"

Bethany was also stunned: "Yes, how did I know?"

Well, they have almost adapted to the changes that happen to them from time to time, so they can just complain about it and leave it at that.

Along the way, they saw a lot of weird people coming and going from the west. The most people were dressed like adventurers. Some were talking about robbing tombs, and some were talking about looking for treasures.

Zhang Lin listened carefully and found that these guys were just repeating those sentences. Sure enough, they were all NPCs in the background of the game.

There are medicines, doctors, and mounts for sale, and the most popular ones are weapon shops.

The cold weapon stall is just like a blacksmith's shop. There are finished weapons outside, and you can also order them.

The real scope of the market is not large, just these few streets. Zhang Lin left the team and prepared to wander around.

When I came to a stall selling guns, the owner was an Arab wearing a headscarf, mumbling incomprehensible words.

Picking up a pistol on the stall, cocking the safety and looking in from the ejection port, the golden bullets were as bright as new.

The stall owner kept mumbling, and gestured with the price with his hands. A pistol cost 15 gold coins, and bullets cost 5 gold coins and 30 rounds.

Both labor and management use gold coins to buy this thing like yours. How stupid are you?

Throwing the gun down, Bethany suddenly screamed and cheered: "Wow, it's so delicious. I haven't eaten bread since I was eight years old. It's so good!"

Zhang Lin was shocked, threw away his pistol, turned around and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

Pushing away the crowd, I saw Bethany holding a cake and eating it, while Fridge was frozen in place with half a piece of cake in her hand.

He looked at the shopkeeper next to him: "What did you just say you were selling?"

"Cake, my best cake, freshly baked."

"Fuck!" Fridge almost jumped up on the spot: "Why did you say this is bread!"

Bethany couldn't figure out what was going on: "What's wrong? Maybe I haven't eaten flour for too long, so I made a mistake."

"Oh my God!" Spencer's eyes widened. He came to the refrigerator and looked up and down: "Are you okay?"

Martha came to Bethany's side and shouted in a panic: "There's cake in the weak spot of the refrigerator!"

It was still too late, he had already eaten the cake. Zhang Lin took a deep breath and searched the crowd with his eyes.

The refrigerator was already panicking and yelling: "God, look at me, do I have a rash? Is my face red? Did I turn around?"

The three of them looked up and down and hesitated: "No...no."

"Am I still dark? I like my skin color!"

Martha looked complicated, looked at the panicked refrigerator and shouted in a low voice: "You don't seem to have changed at all, but..."

"Ha, let me tell you, this game is bullshit!" Fang Fang was not in the mood to listen to what she had to say. He took another bite of cake and stuffed his mouth full: "I love cake so much, how could it be... ..."

Bang!

The body exploded with a bang, and the huge air wave left black marks on the ground. The noisy market fell silent for an instant, and everyone was shocked.

Spencer, who was standing next to him, slowly lowered his hands to protect his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

"The refrigerator...exploded!"

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