Apocalypse Paradise

As they ate breakfast with each other on the table, the admissions teacher talked about the college and the evaluation of the candidates for this trip, not shying away from Wang Yi.

In particular, Wang Yi's early rise and calm attitude made the admissions teacher take a high look at him and praised him a lot when talking about Wang Yi.

Wang Yi also responded with a smile. If he showed his current strength, I am afraid these teachers would be shocked.

After breakfast, the admissions teachers said goodbye to Mr. Mo and began to walk around Huicheng. Although some teachers were not coming to Huicheng for the first time, they had only come and gone in a hurry before. Today, if you have free time, you can take a look around. Huicheng.

Huicheng grew up thanks to the ore industry. There are a lot of rare ores here, and you can buy some at low prices for your own use or as gifts.

"Classmate Wang Yi, why don't you go visit Huicheng!" Mr. Mo was a little curious. Disciples from aristocratic families can't be said to be short of money!

"I've already gone shopping when I woke up before!" Wang Yi replied after hearing Mr. Mo's question. The number of people in the inn gradually increased, including guests coming down from upstairs, people from all walks of life, and even more miners with white cloths on their heads and dark faces.

Most of these miners have second-level strength, which is not uncommon in this city. The mines have become deeper and deeper after decades of mining, and mining is more dangerous, and of course the profits are higher.

The food at Huicheng Inn is relatively affordable, with both high-end and affordable options, and is favored by most people in Huicheng.

"Hey, Ge, my luck has been really bad these days! I haven't made much profit at all. It seems I have to change my mine!"

"Have you heard? Someone dug up the best marrow ore in Mine No. 66. I'm so envious. Now the next three generations won't have to worry about it! Why don't we have such luck!"

"I'm sorry, I was in mine No. 66 the day before yesterday!" The speaker sighed sadly and rubbed his teeth.

After hearing the news about Di Xu, Mr. Mo, who was drinking tea, also put down his tea cup and rushed out the door without having time to say goodbye to Wang Yi.

After Mr. Mo left the inn, he went straight to Huicheng's auction house. It seemed that this earth essence was really a good thing.

It's a pity that this is a fantasy world, not to mention that Wang Yi's backpack has also been banned! Otherwise, you can let the mining robot collect some resources.

Wang Yi sighed, and the yellowed tea in the cup suddenly became bitter. Wang Yi raised his head and drank the tea, continuing to listen to the guests coming and going talking about the affairs of the world.

The warriors who were mining next to them ate very quickly, coming and going in a hurry. They also hoped to dig out the marrow of the earth. Who doesn't hope that the next lucky one will be themselves!

After a while, masters with the aura of the sixth grade came to the inn one after another. There were old men with white hair and tattered clothes on a crutch, there were children holding sugar-coated haws on their backs and carrying dolls, and most of them were covered in black robes and could not see their faces. people.

At this moment, the sun is still hanging high above Huicheng, and the people on the streets are still bustling with activity, but the Huicheng Inn seems to be shrouded in dark clouds, and those who come in can clearly feel the solemn atmosphere.

Not long after, there were more patrols on the street, and they began to disperse pedestrians. "The city lord has given an order, and the third-level war drill has begun. Everyone should go home and close the doors and windows. Don't come out no matter what kind of movement, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

After hearing what the patrol said, the people didn't take it seriously but they all went back obediently! There are not many such exercises, but they should be done at least once or even twice a year.

Among them, the first-level drill is the highest and lasts for at least a week, while the third-level drill only lasts a day or two, so the people in Huicheng have emergency daily necessities at home.

Some gangs and big families who had received the news were eager to give it a try. It was obvious that the appearance of Di Ming had broken the long-standing peace in Huicheng.

After hearing about the drill, the admissions teacher also rushed back to the inn. He was a little uncertain when he saw so many people with profound aura coming to the inn.

He woke up many students who were still sleeping, told them to close the doors and windows and not come out, and then went back to their rooms!

Wang Yi was also called back to the room. Should I say that this kid is too big-hearted or that he doesn't know how high the world is? There were so many masters in the inn, and he was still drinking tea leisurely.

Mr. Mo has not come back yet, but they are not worried. Mr. Mo is a sixth-grade master and is rarely an opponent in Huicheng.

Wang Yi told Wang Yanyan that she should stay in the room during this period and not come out, and then went back to the room!

After changing his body, Wang Yi locked the door, climbed out of the window, and then walked into the inn and asked the waiter for a bottle of wine.

Not long after I left, my seat was taken! There is no room for the corner now! There were only a few tables left in the middle, not because there were many people, but because most people occupied one table each.

Wang Yi walked to the table and sat down, feeling that most of the eyes were focused on him. Wang Yi didn't have anything to say and just looked at it!

Soon the waiter brought the wine, put it down, and flew away. The eyes focused on Wang Yi were like knives. After a moment, the waiter felt his whole body go cold.

After half a bottle of wine, Wang Yi felt that his body was much less visible.

"Hey, the inn is so lively! It's all for the earth marrow, right? I tell you, Mr. Earth Marrow, that I want it. Those who know the truth should get out. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under my sword!" Wang Yi originally had His eyes disappeared instantly, and now they were all focused on a young man in white.

I saw that he had white hair tied into a high ponytail, with a few strands of white silk hanging down from his eyebrows to look like lobster whiskers. The white robe on his body was spotless. He held a long sword with a white scabbard in his arms and a white Qiankun bag around his waist. , with an unruly look on his face.

"How dare you say such arrogant words? When grandpa was in the world, you were probably still in your mother's belly!" A bearded man with two long knives slung around his waist sneered.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha!" A burst of laughter came from the inn.

"I wonder who it is. It turns out he is the pig killer in the east of the city. Why, your butcher's knife has been repaired and you dare to scream in front of me. It seems that my senior brother has been gentle." The young man in white looked slightly cold and his voice was low but It rang clearly in the pig-butcher's ears.

The pig-butcher who was still shouting just now had an ugly face and was a little panicked. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Little..., the little man has blind eyes and doesn't recognize Taishan. He bumped into you. I hope you will ignore the villain's fault. You..." You should treat the villain like a fart!" The pig-butcher lost his original arrogance and became submissive.

"Ouch, senior brother, why are you hitting me!" The boy in white covered his head and looked at his senior brother.

I saw the Wandering Swordsman wearing green clothes, and the scabbard of his sword was also green, so they were of the same lineage.

"Master has told me that I will escort you to Rucheng Academy this time and don't cause any trouble. You can start using my name as soon as you arrive in Huicheng. You won't get hurt by anyone."

When the butcher saw the Wandering Swordsman, he secretly cried out for misfortune and hid his head in a corner.

The Wandering Swordsman glanced at the Pig-Slaughterer and didn't care, then came to Wang Yi's side and said, "Brother, I wonder if we can sit together."

"Whatever." Wang Yi glanced at the Wandering Swordsman. He should be no match for his seventh-level strength.