Zhao Fan chatted with Lao Ding for almost an hour, and then he had a general understanding of the distribution of forces in this area. Lao Ding didn't know about the larger area outside. After all, he was just a person at the bottom who struggled all day long to survive.
, as for this village, it’s called Wangyue Village.
The regional planning of the underworld is based on dynasties, and there are seventy-two dynasties in total.
And the person who rules a large dynasty is Emperor Zun.
Within a large dynasty, there are dozens to hundreds of small countries, all ruled by their own kings. They are relatively independent, and they are all part of the large dynasty. They pay tribute to the emperor of the large dynasty every year.
The area to which Wangyue Village belongs is the 29th Prefecture of Yuling Kingdom under the Great Soul Dynasty.
The government unit is equivalent to the municipal level.
In the 29th Mansion, there are countless micro gathering places like Wangyue Village, at least hundreds of them.
The distribution of forces in the underworld is like a small fish living in the belly of a big fish, layer by layer. The more powerful, the larger the territory and the more resources. So that after being exploited layer by layer, countless old people
This kind of existence with no status has almost become the cow of the entire underworld...
Legend has it that above the seventy-two emperors, there is a supreme being, Pluto!
Lao Ding had seen the highest-level person, probably the Palace Master, but he took a look at it from a distance and was so frightened by the power that he didn't dare to look again.
It is worth mentioning that some countries have a variety of higher races coexisting, which are relatively chaotic and are in war all year round. Some countries are dominated by a single race, and other creatures are regarded as lower races, although there are few wars.
, but have no right to speak, and will always be the object of slavery and plunder.
Yuling Country is the first situation.
The 29th Prefecture and surrounding prefectures often fight over land and resources.
Wangyue Village is considered peaceful. It is located in the middle of the mansion. Unlike the outer and edge villages, even if it is protected by creatures with wings and fangs, it will be affected by the war, and it will be attacked and plundered by other mansions at every turn.
Next, Lao Ding lay on the bed, enjoying the tranquility of the last few hours of this month, because in half a day, he would have to go to the mine to work again.
Zhao Fan leaned against the wall, his heart so shocked that he couldn't calm down for a while.
Because the vastness of the underworld exceeded his imagination!
Although a prefecture is at the municipal level, it is almost equivalent to half of a province in China.
Dozens of prefectures form a country.
Then dozens or hundreds of countries formed a great dynasty.
There are seventy-two great dynasties like this!
Zhao Fan made a rough estimate and found that the underworld is nearly a hundred times larger than the human world. This is only based on the distribution of forces. In fact, it will be larger and not smaller than this.
However, for him, the most urgent task at the moment is to find out the strength levels of the ruling classes such as the palace lord, the country lord, and the emperor, so that he can have an accurate positioning.
After a while, Zhao Fan sighed in his heart, "The underworld is like this. Even if Shiqi is not completely annihilated and comes here, it is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. Finding her... is difficult."
He basically gave up hope.
Even so, Zhao Fan has no plans to return to the human world for the time being, because he has already stood at the top, feeling lonely and bored without an opponent, and in the vast underworld, his intuition tells him that there will be no shortage of challenges. Only in this way can he win.
Become stronger.
In this way, Zhao Fan stood quietly in Lao Ding's house for seven hours.
Old Ding woke up, yawned again and again, took off his Chinese tunic suit, put on dirty clothes full of blood, and then listened to Zhao Fan explain about New China while squatting in front of the stove to light a fire and cook.
After a while, the rice was ready. It was steamed like something like rice, but it was gray-black, which made it difficult to eat.
"Don't dislike it."
Lao Ding smiled and served Zhao Fan a bowl and said: "This is rye rice. It has no taste, but it contains dark power. The improvement brought by one bowl is equivalent to ten days of doing nothing. Although higher organisms have never
If you don't eat this, even the pets they raise don't bother to eat it. But for us lower races, it is the best ration, and it is not available every day. I have to work hard for a month to change it.
Come on these."
"Old Ding, you got this with your blood and sweat, how can I be embarrassed to eat it?" Zhao Fan waved his hand and refused.
"It's okay, eat."
Old Ding said nonchalantly: "Anyway, you have less than two days to spare, so you have to go to the mines like me. Those birdmen will check every village every now and then. Once they find a strange face without a residence permit, they will recruit them."
Household registration, if rejected
, if you are lucky, you will be deported, if you are unlucky, you will be torn apart directly. Anyway, there are no two endings for people like us, either to be dominated by the ruling class, or to be like helpless duckweeds.
All life and death are determined by destiny."
"yes……"
Zhao Fan stopped inking and directly took the bowl from Lao Ding, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
This black rice has a mildewy smell after entering the mouth. No matter how much you chew it, it will scratch your throat when you swallow it, just like eating sand.
However, its effect made Zhao Fan a little surprised. Old Ding really didn't lie to him. The energy that has the same origin as that in the air should be the dark power that Old Ding said.
After the absorption method is converted into soul power, it is integrated into the soul.
Then the soul power of a small bowl of rice increased to the extent that Zhao Fan urged him to practice the Secret Code of Soul Tribulation for a week when he was in the human world!
You must know that the soul is the most difficult to improve, and there are no more than three ways. The first is that as the realm improves, the essence of life is sublimated, and the soul will naturally rise; the second is the soul's technique, which is specialized cultivation.
As for the soul, Zhao Fan, who owns the "Secret Code of Soul Tribulation", can be classified into this category; and the third type is to absorb external objects, but the kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures or treasures that can enhance the soul are rare like
A mouse that is not afraid of cats is as rare...
This is the most rubbish ration in the underworld. If it were taken to the human world, I am afraid that the entire Hidden Sect will fall into madness and will definitely fight for it to a bloody head!
Zhao Fan couldn't help but look forward to the underworld even more. The only regret was that he couldn't actively absorb the underworld power contained in the air. He studied the "Secret Code of Soul Tribulation" over and over again, but to no avail.
It's like there is a huge treasure in front of you, but you don't know how to take it for yourself.
Zhao Fan secretly thought: The extraordinary in the human world can actively absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air through exercises and transform it into the magic power of the system he cultivates, and the same must be true for the lives in the underworld.
However, the corresponding exercises may not be universal for different races, and there are hidden dangers if they are not practiced properly. Therefore, the safest thing is to find or create your own exercises that are unique to the human race to absorb the power of the underworld.
When Zhao Fan first came to Dao, he only had a superficial understanding of the underworld. It was unrealistic to create his own martial arts.
The underworld is so big, Zhao Fan doesn't believe that all human races are as humble and low-level as Wangyue Village. There must be strong people. After all, quantitative changes also produce qualitative changes. If there are too many bases, there will eventually be those with heaven-defying qualifications, and the human race
In the hands of a strong person, 80% of them have the technique to absorb the power of the underworld.
…
After Lao Ding finished his bowl and licked the bottom of the bowl clean, at that moment, a sharp and harsh sound came from outside, three times in a row.
"Xiao Zhao, the supervisor is here. When he blows the whistle, it means that the villagers must gather and go to the mine." Old Ding sighed, opened the door and said, "Before the next round of inspections from above, you should cherish this freedom."
In those days, you will be like me after being conscripted into the government."
"Thank you."
Zhao Fan looked at Lao Ding's back and sighed. He was a warm-hearted and good man.
In the next two days, Zhao Fan kept wandering around Wangyue Village, looking for the stars and the moon, and finally waited for the high-level race team responsible for the interrogation. There were five members in total, and they were no different from what Lao Ding described, except that they had long hair.
Apart from bat-like wings and tusks about half a finger long, other features are no different from humans.
"Boss, look! There is a stupid boy there." A team member pointed at Zhao Fan at the entrance of the village in the distance and said.
The captain glanced lightly and said: "Go and catch him."
Soon, Zhao Fan was dragged in front of the former by the two team members like a lamb left to the slaughter.
The captain twitched his nose and sniffed, "It's a breath unique to the human race. This strength is so rubbish that it has only entered the middle stage of the underworld."
"The middle stage of entering the underworld?" Zhao Fan knew it in his heart. He deliberately concealed his soul body to a strength equivalent to the middle stage of the day after tomorrow. From this point of view, the "entering the underworld" corresponds to the division of the underworld.
The captain kicked Zhao Fan to the ground, stepped on his chest and laughed: "Lowly human race, you are lucky to meet your bat-human grandfather. Our bat-human race is unparalleled in dignity, so we don't bother to feed on humans."
.Tell me! What’s your name? Are you willing to be naturalized in the 29th House of Yuling Kingdom?”