Shen Qian has no idea what kind of shape he should give his throne.
After thinking about it for a while, Shen Qian made some slight changes based on the prototype of the throne of the big boss in a game in his memory, and quickly created one.
"How is it?" Looking at the formed throne, Shen Qian asked Wan Ning with a smile.
"It's very good and has connotation." Wan Ning praised it without hesitation.
Although he didn't know whether the other party was telling the truth, Shen Qian himself was quite satisfied.
At first glance, it looks like a dark blue throne inlaid with flowing silver lines. There are countless irregular protrusions on the edge. Only when you look closely can you notice that the dark blue base is actually made of various weapons. , those protrusions are the edges and corners of weapons, and they are also like the suppressed ravings of a loser.
The throne took shape, Shen Qian turned around and sat down directly.
The cold touch disappeared in a flash, and the hall in front of him changed again.
Wan Ning's figure disappeared, and dots of light lit up from part of the throne on the stairs, and a series of eyes that seemed to be substantial looked over.
The most bizarre thing is that these people whose faces cannot be seen clearly have a number above their heads, giving them the same sense of déjà vu as an NPC in an online game.
"Hey, newcomer?" A clear voice sounded, and No. 9 spoke. Shen Qian couldn't tell whether the other person was a boy or a girl.
"It's rare. Is this the fourth one this year?" Another rich male voice laughed. It was No. 66 sitting in the other direction. "Is the quality of this new class so high?"
In the main hall, thrones were lit up one after another, and they were all alarmed by the news that the newcomer was online.
"What a stunning photo of the newbie!"
"Yes, please introduce yourself quickly. Who is your last name? Where is your hometown? Are you a boy or a girl? Do you have a partner..."
"It must be said that this is the rule of joining the society!"
"Call sister!"
A chaotic sound sounded, and Shen Qian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Is this definitely a gathering place for extraordinary geniuses?
Inexplicably... quite friendly.
"Hello everyone, I am No. 98, from the southwest..."
Shen Qian suddenly couldn't speak anymore. He always felt that there was something strange about this sentence.
98 is Shen Qian's default ranking, just as Wan Ning calls himself Attendant No. 98. It is unclear whether this 98 represents the current number of people in the Hundred Kings Palace or the historical number.
Shen Qian prefers the number of existing people.
In two hundred years, based on the frequency of one person joining the society every year, there would be at least two hundred people.
At this time, there are less than thirty thrones lit up in the main hall, which is the "active online number".
"It seems that No. 98 is quite smart and can't say anything!"
"I still like the simple No. 97."
"Hahaha..."
There was a burst of laughter in the hall.
"Brothers and sisters, I was wrong, can we forget this joke?"
A helpless voice sounded, coming from a throne emitting green light not far from Shen Qian...
Good guy, Shen Qian couldn't help but look sideways, there are still people who like green ones.
"Okay, Ke Yi, we have forgotten who you are!"
No. 9 said seriously.
"Yes, Zhao Keyi from Guangcheng, I don't remember where you are from at all!"
"I don't remember your height of 175cm and weight of 71cm either."
"And we have no idea you're still a virgin."
Several voices sounded one after another, and then there was another burst of laughter.
Shen Qian wanted to laugh when he heard this. It seemed that this No. 97 was also a newcomer who joined the club not long ago, and he was tricked as soon as he came in. His underwear was even taken out, so he was considered a famous player.
But...why does the name Zhao Keyi sound familiar?
Shen Qian quickly remembered that this seemed to be one of his opponents in the actual combat exam!
"I will really shut myself down if I keep talking. Today is the welcome party for the 98th. Don't change the topic."
No. 97 coughed and said to Shen Qian, "It's not like they're lying to you. Members who have just joined the club must reveal something. Either their name, their cultivation level, or their city. You choose it!"
Shen Qian was startled, seeing everyone looking at him. He thought for a moment, and from a gregarious point of view, regardless of whether this rule really existed, Shen Qian still had to cooperate.
"Declaration in advance, no lies!" No. 9 said again.
"My level is that of a novice warrior." Shen Qian said.
Both the name and the city were at risk of being exposed, so Shen Qian naturally chose an insignificant cultivation level.
However, after Shen Qian finished speaking, the hall fell into an eerie silence.
"Can a beginner warrior... also enter the Hall of Hundred Kings?"
No. 97 came to his senses first and exclaimed in disbelief.
"No. 98, are you still a child?"
"No, no, the meridians are not mature before the age of 14 and cannot carry vitality. This is an innate limitation of our human race. No one can do anything about it, so the age of No. 98 must be between 14 and 20 years old!"
"Hey, that's a bit scary..."
After listening to everyone's comments, Shen Qian quickly reacted and secretly made a mistake.
He suddenly ignored that although the age limit for joining the Hundred Kings Hall is before the age of twenty, what kind of people can appear in this hall, and how can there be any weak ones?
To the outside world, those who break through to the beginning martial arts stage before the age of twenty are already considered first-class geniuses, and can be chosen by any of the four major schools, but here it is obviously a bit out of the ordinary.
But if you say that you are only 14 years old, Shen Qian cannot pretend to be young. If you say that he is too old, he cannot explain how he was chosen by the Hundred Kings Palace with his "little cultivation" at this age.
So Shen Qian simply shut up and let everyone think wildly.
"No. 98 refuses to talk, there is a secret!"
No. 9 clicked his tongue and said, "It seems that the Heavenly King's Palace will have one more silver coin."
"No. 3 is an old silver coin, No. 56 is a big silver coin, and No. 98 is a small silver coin. We have a complete family!" No. 66 also answered with a smile.
"No. 3?" Shen Qian was a little curious when he heard such a high number.
"Hehe, he is above you, but he is not online today." No. 66 laughed.
Shen Qian subconsciously raised his head and was startled.
Above his head...are the thirteen thrones of the Star Council.
The number three they talked about turned out to be a prince?!
While shocked that these people dared to tease even princes, Shen Qian felt a sense of relief for no reason.
At least it shows that Baiwang Palace is not a hierarchical system. Apart from the different authority, everyone is relatively equal in daily communication.
Perhaps, this is the reason why everyone wears a vest.
Without the constraints of real identity, everyone can relax more here.
"Hey, No. 97, have you issued a bounty mission?"
At the same time that someone made a sound, Shen Qian also felt something. With a thought, a screen projection appeared on his right side.
There are bounty tasks on the projection, and you can see the brief bounty information through the title.
At this moment, there is a slightly flashing bounty mission at the top, showing that the time has just been released, the publisher is No. 97, and the bounty is 100 contribution points.
"That's what I told you yesterday. I suffered a big failure in the college entrance examination this time. It's not because I'm afraid of losing. It's so weird that I can't even find anyone because of the problem!"
No. 97’s depressed voice sounded.
"I contacted many acquaintances in the province through other channels. Logically speaking, such a genius should not be nameless, but there is no clue at all. This person seems to have appeared out of nowhere."
Shen Qian's mouth twitched, and then he clicked on the reward mission.
This is indeed a mission to find someone. As long as you provide the identity information of the "mysterious opponent", you can take away the 100 contribution points.
Ten million!
I’m so excited, what should I do?
"Listening to your description yesterday, that opponent's martial arts skills have reached the point of perfection. Is he really that strong?" No. 9 asked suspiciously.
"I seem to talk a lot, but in fact I haven't learned Chinese well. If you ask me to describe it, I can't say anything except 'f*ck'."
No. 97 sighed, "In short, that person is very awesome, only stronger than what I described."
"Well, your actual combat skills in the college entrance examination are all basic martial arts. If you have talent and are willing to work hard, you may not be able to practice to perfection." No. 73 made a comment that seemed to be pertinent.
"If you ask us to use our own resources to help you find someone, the 100 contribution value is a bit useless. It just depends on who has the leisure." Another No. 29 also laughed.
"But it's you, No. 97. When you entered the Hall of Hundred Kings, a total of 100 contribution points were given to you, and you just spent it like this?" No. 9 said curiously.
"It's okay, I can still afford it if I grit my teeth, but it's hard to find an opponent. I haven't been able to sleep well these days, and the shadow of that person is all in my mind..."
As he talked, No. 97 kept changing his words.
"Hey, by the way, No. 98!"
Shen Qian, who was diving silently, was startled when he heard Zhao Keyi calling him, and subconsciously responded, "Huh?"
"You just said you were from the southwest, right? I'm not very familiar with the three provinces there. If you have time, help me keep an eye on them."
"Oh, okay."
When Shen Qian heard that it was just this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, who would have thought that such a coincidence would happen?
...But it seems that I didn’t do anything wrong, so why should I feel guilty?
Well, I think it’s mainly because it’s too easy to earn 100 contribution points, and it feels a little unethical.
Hearing that others were not interested in the 100 contribution points, Shen Qian was not too anxious.
Originally, he wanted to continue looking at other bounty tasks on the panel, but deep in his heart, Shen Qian suddenly felt restless.
Shen Qian, who was already familiar with this feeling, changed his face slightly. He stood up from the throne, said hello to Wan Ning who reappeared next to him, and hurriedly logged off.
……
As his consciousness returned to his original body, Shen Qian opened his eyes and looked around.
A bumpy feeling came, and the armored vehicle shuttled normally in the wind and sand.
Most people still had their eyes closed, enjoying a sweet sleep, except for Gu Zifang, who woke up at some point and was whispering something to Ouyang Fei.
The sergeants on the other side were humming some kind of song softly under the leadership of Song Ben. Their voices were very soft, just covered by the roar of the engine, as if they were afraid of disturbing the students' sleep.
Shen Qian finally looked at the passenger seat. Captain Sun, the commander of the right battalion, was sitting there with a calm face, his eyes sharply staring at the wind and sand in front of him.
Shen Qian frowned.
Everything seems to be normal, but why was the system agitated just now?
Shen Qian was a little unsure for a while.
Generally speaking, the system will only become restless when a resource target appears, but at this time, it is returning along the original path. If there is something that can attract the attention of the system, the system should have responded before.
Another possible situation is that the system detects some kind of danger that cannot be dealt with.
This situation has rarely happened in the past, but that's because Shen Qian is in Jingcheng and has much extra protection.
But now that he is in a restricted area, Shen Qian will subconsciously think of this aspect.
But the restlessness of the system only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared, so Shen Qian was also a little confused.
"Second Brother Song, how long does it take to get to Jingcheng?" Shen Qian thought for a while and asked Song Ben.
"It hasn't been long since we set off. It's still at least three hours away." Song Ben said with a smile, "Why, can't you sit still?"
"Well, Brother Song, do you often take this road?" Shen Qian asked in a subtle way.
Song Ben glanced at Shen Qian strangely, then nodded.
"It's not a secret. The section from Mingcheng to Jingcheng is considered the patrol area of our Changyouying camp. Otherwise, why do you think we are responsible for picking up and dropping off the candidates from Jingcheng?"
"That's it. Have you explored this area?"
"You kid, aren't you worried about something unexpected happening?"
Song Ben seemed to see something, and couldn't help but smile and said, "You can rest assured that all military camps must regularly sweep the patrol areas to ensure that no high-level monsters will appear."
"If there are any uncontrollable factors, they are usually small groups of scavengers. After all, the weather in the restricted area is chaotic, and we cannot completely eliminate it."
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Shen Qian felt a little relieved after hearing this. Song Ben's implication was obvious. A small accident might happen, but a big threat was unlikely.
"Shen Qian, there is still one week until the college entrance examination results are announced. What are you going to do these days?"
Returning to her seat, Gu Zifang came over and asked.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll probably continue practicing. What about you?" Shen Qian said with a smile.
"They say this is the last time to relax in life, but you actually want to roll the iron, it's boring!"
Gu Zifang said "Yes" and immediately put her arms around Shen Qian's shoulders, "Would you like to go do something big with us?"
"For example?"
"As for me, I plan to take advantage of these few days to get the 'Hunter' badge certified, and after I apply for my application, I will find a slashing team to join, so I can have a good look at the scenery of the restricted area."
Gu Zifang finished speaking excitedly and then looked at Ouyang Fei.
"I...maybe take the exam for the 'Alchemist' qualification certificate." Ouyang Fei said thoughtfully.
"You can also make alchemy?" Shen Qian asked in surprise.
After the recovery of spiritual energy, in addition to "alchemy", the most studied thing by humans is "alchemy", such as the psychic gun, which is a product of alchemy.
However, alchemy is extremely complex and contains far more knowledge than blacksmithing, making it a relatively unpopular profession.
"My second uncle is an alchemist. I only learned some theory. It won't be a problem to pass a preliminary exam. Let's get started formally." Ouyang Fei said with a smile.
Shen Qian nodded, feeling a little moved after listening to the two people's remarks.
Shen Qian's original plan was to go to Beidu to see Ding Yi after the exam, but Ding Yi was still out of touch for the time being. If he had nothing to do, maybe he could go to the martial arts association and develop a side job.
Just when Shen Qian was about to speak, the armored vehicle suddenly stopped suddenly, and the unexpected inertia made everyone stagger.
Fortunately, everyone had good balance and no one fell down.
"What happened?"
Chen Peng and others who had just woken up were still a little confused, but Shen Qian, whose heart was always tense, walked to the front of the car without saying a word and looked out through the front window.
Obviously, there was something in the wind and sand that blocked the movement of the convoy.